Feels like over a month since I last uploaded a chapter...oh wait...it has been! Sorry guys, I just found this chapter quite hard to write. Will try to upload chapter eight a lot faster!
Disclaimer: All characters mentioned in this story are owned by Stephenie Meyers.
Wanrning: This chapter contains violence.
Authors note: Please, please review! It'll mean so much! Thank you and enjoy! 3
We walked hand in hand towards the table, Carlisle softly stroking the back of my hand. I was so glad now that I had worn flats instead of heels, as the grass was quite muddy from the thunder storm the night before. The only disadvantage of my outfit was the length of my dress; it kept dragging on the floor getting muddier by the minute. I didn't care though; my dress could get as dirty as I wanted just as long as I was with Carlisle. We got to the table and Carlisle reluctantly let go of my hand, walking towards the chair on my left and pulling it out.
'Your seat my lady' Carlisle winked, knowing I didn't want him to use old fashioned speak. I walked over softly, keeping eye contact with him and a smile on my face. I softly grabbed his face and kissed him passionately and meaningfully.
'Thank you' I whispered pulling away from his perfect lips before taking my seat. I couldn't stop smiling, I was so happy that finally me and Carlisle didn't have to hide away, or sneak around. At least here in this meadow, we could be a real couple, without a worry in the world. Carlisle walked over to his seat, and sat down opposite me.
'Would you like a drink Is?' Carlisle spoke softly.
'I…I can't drink remember…' I said, looking towards the champagne glasses. Even if a little bit couldn't hurt Jellybean, there was no way I wasn't going to risk it. She had already been through so much with the crash, and my emotions. Carlisle chuckled as he pulled a bottle of Volvic water out of the basket.
'You think I would have let you drink alcohol?' I smiled, knowing of course he wouldn't have. He was too compassionate, and thoughtful he would never of put Jellybean in any kind of danger.
'In that case…I will have a drink' I smiled, not able to pull my eyes away from his perfect face. If I hadn't known him I would have thought he was a God. Words could not describe how physically beautiful he was. I was mesmerised by him…everything about him! He laughed quietly as if he knew my exact thoughts. He poured our drinks, before uncovering our plates. He had made us my favourite food, ham, watercress, lettuce, tomato and cucumber in a tortilla wrap along with some more salad at the side.
'I haven't had this in years' I laughed happily. Carlisle smiled, and reached across the table to hold my hand.
'I know.' That's when it hit me, the reason I hadn't had that meal combination for years.
'My 18th birthday?' I whispered. Carlisle nodded. That was the last night I ever had tortilla wraps and the first time Edward had been violent towards me, it had been because I had got a little bit drunk before even arriving at his parent's house. When we had got there Alice had planned me a surprise party, everybody was there, my family, Edwards family, and our friends. I remembered it clearly…like it was yesterday.
We had all decided to go outside to watch the firework display that Edward had arranged, he knew how much I loved fireworks and it was the perfect night for it. It was a warm night, and I can remember distinctly how drunk I was and exactly what I was drinking.
'I'm going to get another drink' I whispered seductively into Edwards's ear before stumbling towards the back door. I opened the door and fell into the kitchen; I laughed rolling around on the kitchen floor, completely out of my mind. That's when I felt a pair of strong arms pick me up off the floor, and carry me into the Cullen's front room, laying me onto the sofa.
'You need to rest and sober up Bella!' I heard him demand softy. I looked up into his eyes, to realise it was Emmett. Edward's best friend. Without thinking I leant forward and kissed him…the same moment Edward walked into the room. I quickly pushed Emmett away from him, trying to make it look like Emmett had kissed me.
'I never want to see you again!' Edward screamed, punching Emmett in the jaw before chucking him out of the house. I stood up quickly, before tripping over my feet. Edward grabbed me by my hair pulling me up so I was facing him. Anger filled his eyes, they were as black as coal. Terrified I had tried to run, but he grabbed me by the arm.
'Whore' he shouted, as he threw me into the table with glasses on. The glasses broke into tiny pieces and cut my arm deeply. I sat their crying, whilst Edward stood their disgust in his eyes. That's when Carlisle came in, hearing the noise of the glasses breaking. He ran straight over to me checking my arm.
'Edward. What happened here?' Carlisle had questioned.
'She's had too much and fell into the table' he lied straight to his father's face.
'Take her to my study, I'll go get the first aid kit.' Edward picked me up bridal style, carrying me to the study and placing me on the side.
'I'm sorry Bell…I don't know what came over me. Please, don't say anything to dad? I promise I'll never hurt you again!' He begged, tears falling down his face.
Unfortunately I had believed his every word, and never spoke a word to Carlisle or anybody else about what happened that night. Since that night two years ago, Edward had only been violent three or four more times but not to the extent of my 18th birthday. That was also the night I stopped drinking, eating tortilla wraps, even the sound of fireworks now terrified me. I tried to forget everything about that night, but yet it was still always there in the back of my mind. A tear came to my eye, but I shook it off. Tonight was supposed to be about me and Carlisle…not Edward.
'That was the night I made tortilla wraps for you, the night you fell into the table, the night I stitched your arm up…the night I fell in love with you' he stroked my hand, taking a sip of his water.
'I didn't fall into the table!' I spoke out loud without realising what I was saying. I shook my head. 'I mean...I…I can't remember'
'W…what do you mean Is?' Carlisle stuttered.
'N…nothing I can't remember what happened that night. I was pissed out of my mind, knowing me I probably did fall into the table.' I lied. I picked up the tortilla wrap taking a bite. 'This is delicious!' I spoke, trying to change the subject. Carlisle smiled, but concern still filling his eyes. It felt like he knew what had happened that night but didn't want to accuse anything just in case. I just wish he would ask or say something so I could get it off my chest. Tell someone.
'I've got my sexing scan in two weeks' I told Carlisle.
'Have you got any names yet?' Carlisle spoke dryly, as if he didn't care at all.
'Well, if it's a boy I want Alistair Charles…but if it's a girl, I was thinking Renesme Carlie…but I don't feel comfortable with naming her after Esme anymore, especially because of what we're doing behind her back' I sighed. 'If you were to have another child what would you call them?' I asked, hoping for an idea.
'They're lovely names Is! Well, if I had another son I would call him Jasper James, and if I had another daughter I would call her Jessica Kate' He spoke softly. 'I always loved them names, since I was a small boy and dreamed of being a dad but Esme wouldn't have it…she hated the names…if they weren't the names she wanted, she wouldn't even consider them.' He explained with a sad tone to his voice. I fell in love with the name, the moment it fell from his lips.
'Jessica Kate' I breathed in utter adoration. 'I…I love it' Carlisle never replied, just looked to the floor and smiled to himself.
'Talking about love…I have a present for you' Carlisle announced. I shook my head at him. 'What?'
'I hate presents and people making a fuss over me' I whispered.
'I don't care' he stated matter of factly as he pulled a small box out of his pocket. He held it out towards me in his palm. It was a black velvet box, with a studded heart at the front to open it. I knew instantly what it was, how could he even do this? We'd only been together nearly 3 weeks, and he thought it was acceptable to buy me a ring? Was he crazy…what would Edward think, let alone do? I began to become panicked, my leg began to shake underneath the table and I began to messing around with my wedding ring from Edward.
'You. Can't. Do. This' I spoke through clenched teeth. I sounded like an ungrateful cow, but I couldn't do this. It would mean too much, yes I loved him but I was terrified of what Edward would do when he saw the ring. I wouldn't even be able to lie and say I had brought it myself. 1. Because he would know I hadn't been out anywhere and 2. Because last time I had brought myself a piece of jewellery he had called me a liar and given me a black eye. I shook at the thought; I didn't want to go through anymore violence…at all.
'I can and I will! I just want you to have a part of me with you always…on the days when we aren't with each other…especially when you move back to the cottage' He opened up the box, and I gasped at the sight of the ring. It was absolutely gorgeous; it was a thick band, with a forever sign on which was encrusted in small diamonds. I shook my head, unable to speak. He saw the look of wariness on my face, and took the ring out of the box. He started to point at something inside the band. 'Forever is just the beginning…I had it engraved specially. I want you to have it; even if you have to hide it from Edward I just want you to have it with you all the time'
'Carlisle…what about Edwa…' he put his finger to my lip.
'Shhh…forget about him love. You'll work it out…I know you will' I sighed, I really did want to wear it all the time, never to let it go. I looked down at my hands, my wedding and engagement ring were on my wedding finger, and my eternity ring was on my middle finger next to it. I had the perfect idea!
'Carlisle…do you still have the receipt?' His face turned from pure happiness to utter disappointment. I realised at that point that he thought I wanted to return the ring. 'Oh god, Carlisle I don't want to return it! I love it for god's sake I would never do that! I've just had an idea to stop Edward doubting me' I quickly explained without taking a breath.
'Shit Is…you scared me then' he whispered. 'I still have the receipt though it's in my study. I'll get it for you when we get home?' I nodded and slid the ring on my middle finger, admiring it from a distance before finishing my meal. We spent the rest of the evening talking and just being in one another's company. I eventually looked down at the time, it was 10pm already! How time passes when you're having fun!
'Shall we get going beautiful? It's getting late.' Carlisle asked, whilst helping me up off the grass where we had been lying side by side watching the stars and night.
'On one condition?' I smiled cheekily.
'Anything for you' Carlisle whispered kissing my nose.
'Promise this will be our place…that if anything goes wrong we'll come here? That this place will be where we can be ourselves and nobody else will ever know about this place? I want it to be our special place, that when I see it or I'm here my thoughts are only about you! Please…promise me that?' I meaningfully spoke, with a hope that he would promise me.
'I promise Isabella!' He spoke before brushing his lips against mine. I smiled into his lips, and opened my mouth allowing him in. I began to run my hands through his golden hair, as he held me close to him. We both pulled away gasping for air.
'Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?' I breathed irrationally. Carlisle smiled his charming crooked smile.
'Well…' he began before I interrupted him.
'Actually don't answer that' I laughed, hitting him playfully. Carlisle picked me up bridal style, and I screamed whilst laughing uncontrollably.
'Did you really just hit me Isabella Marie Swan?!' Carlisle asked sternly. I laughed not being able to take him seriously. 'Oh, I'm going to have to get you for that!' He tried to stay serious but couldn't help but chuckle. He continued to carry me bridal style out of the forest and towards his jaguar. He lay me down onto the jaguar's bonnet, and leaned forward so he was virtually on top of me. He moved my hair out of the way and began to trail kisses from my throat down to my stomach before returning to my necking and kissing me again. I began to moan.
'Carlisle..' I begged, wanting him. Carlisle laughed to himself again before standing up. I stood up quickly, throwing my hands around the back of his neck. 'Please?' I asked again fluttering my eyelashes.
'Not tonight Is…not like this. Your rib hasn't completely healed yet…I don't want to hurt you' I let go of his neck, and walked away towards the passenger door, acting like a 3 year old who hadn't got their way. Suddenly I felt a constant twitch in my stomach…as if someone was tickling the inside of my stomach. I grabbed my stomach when it happened again, but this time it seemed to hurt…like a muscle spasm. I bent over holding my stomach, wondering if it would happen again and whether it would hurt worse.
I began worrying. Hoping everything was ok and then it happened again this time not as hard. I began to worry, was something wrong with Jellybean?
'C…carlisle' I whispered beginning to panic. He didn't reply or come to me; he was on the other side of the car unlocking it. He must have thought I was generally annoyed with him. 'CARLISLE' I screamed, wanting to get his attention. Within a second he was by my side, one hand on my shoulder and the other on my stomach.
'Is, what's the matter? Are you having pains?' Carlisle questioned franticly. I nodded, feeling a sudden pain again as if something was constantly beating me up inside. Carlisle picked me up suddenly, and lay me down in the back of the car. 'Hold on darling' he whispered before slamming the door, racing to the driver's side and slamming his foot down on the accelerate pedal. Driving us away from our meadow. The radio began to play.
Notice me take my hand
Why are we strangers when
Our love is strong
Why carry on without me?
Every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby
I make believe
That you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easy
And every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you baby
I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song is my sorry
At night I pray
That soon your face
Will fade away
And every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you baby
'Please, don't die baby' I whispered holding my stomach, a tear running down my face.
