I watched Bella in silent horror.
Two days had gone by since Edward had bitten her. That was two days of hearing her pain. Two days of watching Edward brood and Mom fret; two days of Rose and Alice tiptoeing through the house, of personally witnessing Jasper cringe every time Bella opened her mouth to scream.
To tell the truth, I missed our family. Our wonderfully noisy, happy, normal family.
Well, as normal as we Cullens get.
And I missed Bella too, our hilariously klutzy human. True, she wasn't going to be human for much longer, but still…
I decided to go check on her, just for the heck of it. I hadn't gone in that room since the bite, but I was curious to see how it was coming along, and, to be serious, I was bored as hell.
It was a lot different from what I had expected.
The first thing was that Rose was there. It was weird, seeing that she and Bella were never really that close. As soon as I came in, she walked over to the door, kissing me quickly before she flew out the room, her loose golden hair streaming out behind her. I couldn't help but sigh. She was so beautiful…
But the most shocking thing was Bella.
She was just…lying there. Writhing and flailing like a fish, despite Edward's holding her against him. I could hear her breathing, gasping for air. It would have been funny if I hadn't known what was happening.
I flinched as she let loose a pealing, bloodcurdling scream, one that rivaled Rose's when she was mad at me.
That happened a lot.
Her eyes, whenever she opened them, showed intense pain. They were wild, but dazed at the same time. It really reminded me quite a bit of my own change. The burning was blazing hellfire in your veins. It couldn't really be accurately put it down in words.
I settled myself against the wall, from where I could get a good look. It felt kinda wrong, to be honest, watching them, like I was spying or something. They weren't doing anything, not that they could with Bella like this, but it seemed so romantic and somehow so intimately private that I looked away.
There was something different; the way he held her, so gently, and just how damn breakable she looked, like a china doll in his hands.
It was sweet, in a way, tragic, with a sort of Romeo and Juliet feel to it. And he was…humming? Weird. Yet, once again, sweet and tragic at the same time.
But seeing them together reminded me of just how much they loved each other, truly loved one another. They were more than soul mates.
Christ, Rose, Alice, sometimes even Esme, told me sometimes that I was the most inobservant out of all the Cullen boys, and even I could see how perfectly they fit together.
I still had a kick out of making fun of Ed sometimes, teasing him, irritating him to the point where we had actual fights that could only be broken up by Mom.
But the truth was, he really did love Bella, and she really did love him. It was a fact.