Chapter 7
To endure all pain- irregardless of count,
To make her realize, love could still knock.
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The pain was excruciating. For the first time ever, I felt myself in the fickle hands of destiny, helpless and alone in all this hurt.
Make it go away, please, I moaned as I gripped my hair tightly to suppress it.
Pins and needles torture could probably not come close to this... agony.
I'm sure my fiancee will take the blame, no questions asked- proud of her small victory.
Maybe I was too harsh when I asked her to eat with me indoors tonight.
I grimaced as my stomach gave another twinge.
No, I concluded. Nothing could deserve of punishment!
I went out of the bathroom when I was sure I could control myself to find Bella eating the cursed food contentedly at her seat.
I made a face. I certainly can't eat tonight anymore...
"Whatever you put in there- it's got to be poison. There's no other reason." I wiped away the sweat at my brow. "What did you put in there?"
She gave a sweet smile as though she had no idea why I was acting that way and answered (still grinning and all), "Laxatives."
I choked.
Laxatives? Surely... surely I didn't deserve that kind of hell on earth!
"You-!" My voice squeaked. I felt a rush of heat up my face. My dignity's all gone- squeaking like a thirteen-year old teenage boy in front of the girl I'm going to marry. Irreversible. What else could she make me put up with? I swallowed, took a deep breath and resumed my indignation. "You put laxatives in the chicken? On purpose?"
"It serves you right, Edward Cullen," she said. No signs of regret was on her face. Only pleasure at the sight of my continuation humiliation.
I couldn't retaliate. My stomach convulsed once more, I went back to my sanctuary.
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To be honest, I don't think any of my trials and effort had gone well. Bella had only rebuffed it all in turn.
What I need was another angle- a new way for her to soften... or simply, for her to let her guard down while she's in front of me and simply be herself. We could be Edward and Bella once more, not enemies who are at war with each other or individuals who can't say anything because they think it's awkward.
What we need was an ice breaker- one we could enjoy while we're doing it.
The problem with my new angle idea is that I can't let anything pass Bella without her noticing- she's too suspicious of me and my every word and action these days. For all I know, she'd probably think that a single sneeze from me is a signal for someone to attack her while she wasn't watching- or something among those lines.
I can't go for another dinner again- I can't risk another dose of laxative to get pass me again.
I can't give her a gift- she'll think I have a hidden agenda.
Fireworks can't work- it's too damn cold what with the snow and everyone during their Christmas shopping and-
That's it!
Shopping for Christmas like those other couples. We could even make it a tradition if all goes well. I'll keep it simple and light to gain back Bella's trust.
It's the only way she'll agree to the thing.
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"Where do you want to go this Friday?" I asked her that afternoon.
"I was planning to go Christmas shopping this Friday."
"So it's settled, I was also planning to do my Christmas shopping this Friday."
She didn't answer for awhile as she was possibly weighing the pros and cons in her mind.
"Sure," she finally answered slowly.
I grinned and restrained the urge to fly my fist into the air.
"But don't bother me too much while we're shopping, Edward Cullen," she stipulated quickly.
She went on with an excuse about having too much people to give in so little time but the only thing I could comprehend was the realization that I finally guessed what was missing from her whole outfit. I'd been thinking about it since I first saw her. The necklace! Exactly a month after we've been dating, I gave Bella a necklace for her to remember me by. The necklace was silver because I've always loved that color.
"Where's your necklace?"
She blinked. "What necklace?"
"The one I gave you for Christmas," I waved my hand impatiently. "Where is it?"
"Oh, it's gone"
"What do you mean it's gone?"
Did she throw it away in some riverbank to forget about me? Or buried it someplace with a sign that marked the place as "Here lies Edward's heart, the guy doesn't even deserve it. R.I.P."
I inwardly shuddered at the thought.
Dramatic though it may be, the idea has some possibilities that she did something like that- or close to it anyway.
"Just what I said. I locked it away where I can't see it anymore because it only reminds me of you."
I felt oddly hollow. No matter what I've thought of, I still clung to a thin line thread of hope that she only forgot to wear it. Hiding it away or even burying it in some way somehow gives me the feeling as though she's buried me.
I left to gather my thoughts together- and also, because my stomach gave another twist.
Ow!
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Christmas shopping with Bella- albeit separately, was wonderful.
Everyone I encountered was in the spirit of the season. Some were caroling, children were playing and cavorting in the snow while adults looked at their joy with laughter of their own while others carried shopping bags containing gifts for their families and friends.
I went to the toy shop to buy a gift for Selene.
I wanted to buy her a new toy for Christmas. One could never have enough toys- that I could still remember back from when I was a child.
I bought her some board games, two dolls and a new lego set (she keeps losing the pieces).
For Bella, I brought her a silver bracelet with snowflakes design on it to signify that our reunion happened on December.
When I was done, I came back to her from the place where I left her.
"Are you done?"
"Yes." She stood up. And Bella, being Bella, she slipped.
I called out her name and reached out to help her but my efforts went down with me as I fell down on top of her.
I barely managed to get my breath back before Bella had shoved me off, blushing.
What the- blushing?!
"What was that about?" she demanded while I removed the snow which clung to my jeans.
The idea was absolutely crazy- not one rational thought had been put into it. Call it a temporary lost of sanity or a delusion. It could not even help progress my relationship with Bella but I still did it anyway.
"It's about this," I replied, pulling Bella towards me and kissing her with all the pent-up longings I have while deep inside me I was thinking, she's going to hit me!
Yep, you can now call me the updating machine for continuously updating my stories non-stop for- how many days was it? Two? Three?
It doesn't matter.
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