Chapter 6 - Revelations

I woke up, my heart racing, Edward's name still on my lips and ringing in my ears. I sat up straight in bed. My breathing was ragged, I still felt and edge of panic. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated Edward's perfect horrified features. "Bella, ... did you?? Tell me that was just a dream. Bella, you just said..., tell me that was just pre-wedding jitters? Bella? Bella?"

I couldn't speak. My mind was still swimming from the dream. Had I spoken out loud? Was this now part of the dream? I shook my head, trying to clear my mind. Edward was here, and I had cried out loud. He knew.

"Edward..." I whispered.

"Bella," his voice cracked, "What have you done? Did he...?"

"Please, Edward, let me explain."

"Yes or no, Bella. I just need to know," his voice was flat, emotionless.

I couldn't answer. I couldn't give voice to that which would betray my guilt and would drive a knife through my angel's already still heart. But the silence spoke volumes and I couldn't take it back. I began to cry. I reached out to touch him. To still his pain, and maybe my own.

"No Bella. Don't." His quiet words weren't just anger and pain. They were a warning, and I felt a shiver slide through me. He wasn't entirely sure he could control himself right now. I sat silently weeping, waiting for the verdict on my future.

Edward slowly rose, as though physically hurt. "I'll kill him," and with that I heard my window bang open, and Edward was gone.

"Edward! Edward, No! The Truce!"

I heard his car tires screech as he made a U turn and sped down the road toward La Push.

I turned on the light and ran to the phone. I dialed Jacob as my hands shook. 'Please be home. Please answer. Please answer,' I thought. The clock read 2:04 a.m..

"Hello?"

"Jacob?"

"Bella? It's after 2:00 in the morning. " What...?"

"Jacob. He knows. He's on his way there. He'll break the truce..."

"Is he driving or running?"

"He's in his car. Jacob, there will be war. He's furious. You need to.."

"Bella, I'll meet him at the treaty line on the highway. Don't worry. I'll stop him."

And with that he hung up. Then I dialed Edward. It rang. One ring. Two. Three. Answer! Four. Edward's phone had no voice mail greeting, but I heard it click over to voice mail. I hung up and dialed again. One ring. Two. He answered! Then the phone went dead. He'd hung up. I had to try again.

"Edward, answer the phone!" I yelled at my empty room.

I dialed again. It went immediately to voice mail. Edward had turned off his phone. I felt sick. I ran to the bathroom and vomited. I felt a familiar ache in the center of me, as I began to panic.

The phone rang.

I grabbed the phone, "Edward?!"

"Bella, what have you done," asked Alice? Her voice calm and nonjudgmental, but clearly full of worry.

"Where is he, Alice? Is he ok? Where's he going? What's he doing? O Dear Heavens, what have I done!?".

"Calm down Bella." He must be going to see Jacob. He has disappeared from my mind. Please tell me you didn't..."

"I can't Alice. I promise, I'll tell you everything tomorrow. I just have to get to Edward. Jake's meeting him at the treaty line on the highway. I can't lose him. I'll die."

"I know. I already grabbed the boys. We're almost there. I'll meet you there."

"Don't tell them anything, Alice. Edward's in bad enough shape without feeling humiliated."

"We'll stay out of sight unless he needs us, but I can't promise we won't hear anything. Bella, you had better help me understand this tomorrow, or I swear I will make a snack out of you." And with that Alice hung up. I knew Alice didn't mean it, but I knew her threat was nothing less than I deserved.

I pulled on my old sweats and shoes, grabbed my phone and my keys and ran out the door, wishing for once that I had let Edward buy me that fast Audi. I knew I was at least 15 minutes behind him. My heart pounded in my chest, right next to the ragged hole that was threatening to reopen.