This Chapter is quite short. I just had to post something, because it needed it. I need to catch up on my other story, so it might be a day or two before I get another chapter for here.
Chapter 7
I don't know how long it was that I sat in the bathroom curled on the floor, waiting for musical voice guy to text back. He never did though. There was a soft knock on the door, but it still startled me. I was very jumpy.
"Bella?" I recognized the voice, and scrambled to my feet. I unlocked the door, fumbling a bit, and yanked the door open. There, with his piercing green eyes, was the guy who constantly made my heart go haywire whenever I saw him. I just stared into his eyes. They seemed...cautious.
"Are you alright?" He asked, lifting an arm. I involuntarily flinched, and he noticed, dropping his arm and looking pained.
"I would never hit you!" He whispered, looking in my eyes. It seemed like he was looking through all the hurt and the pain, at me. At Bella. I stepped back. I was scared, not of getting hurt, but of him seeing the real me.
"I won't hurt you." He whispered, stepping into the room and shutting the bathroom door. He didn't lock it, which made me feel safe, believe it or not. I felt if I needed to run, the only thing stopping me was the big board of a door. He turned his head back to me, looking at me more carefully. I looked away, his eyes smoldering me. His hand carefully held my chin, and he turned my face back to his. His eyes were soft now, almost like he was trying to comfort me with them. I couldn't help myself, I through my body into his, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight.
"Bella. Rose didn't mean to hit you, she was just worked up, that's all." He said, rubbing my arm. I began to sink to the floor, and he came with me, but pulled me into his lap. He rested his chin on my head, which laid against his chest. Our hearts beat together. I smiled.
"I know, it's just I'm still recovering from my...relationship." I said. The tears in me threatened to expose themselves, but I pushed them back. I no longer wanted to cry about my pathetic self. I should have stood up to Mike. But I didn't, I thought it would pass. I was wrong.
Musical Voice Guy, who I realized I still didn't know his name, began to hum. It was a sweet little tune, almost like a lullaby. Then he began to rock me back and forth. I fell asleep rather quickly.
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"Bella! Wake up!" I was having a seriously weird dream. I was eating pancakes, but the were screaming because I cut them with my fork, then ate them. Now my glass of milk, which sounded oddly like Alice, and yelling at me to wake up.
Or maybe it is Alice, yelling at me to wake up. I cracked one of my eyes open, and was blinded by the sun pouring in through the windows. I was back in the RV. I looked around, and suddenly noticed that Musical Voice Guy was sleeping right next to me, on a twin size bed, with his arms wrapped around me. But the weird thing was, I felt so comfortable. Like I belonged here.
"Bella, come on." Alice whispered. I got up, surprised at how easy it was. Probably because he was sleeping, but I slid a pillow under his arms. He didn't wake up. Alice lead me off the RV.
"Bella, what did you guys do last night?" She asked, her eyes twinkling. I rolled my eyes.
"Not what your thinking." Her face fell for a fraction of a second, and she smiled again.
"You know, They're coming with us on our little Road Trip." She told me. I just stared at her.
"Esme invited them. We'll somehow being sharing the RV." I still, just stared at her. She giggled.
"So that means more nights cuddled up with your boyfriend." Still staring.
"What? Would you stop staring at me like a dork?" She begged, stomping her feet.
"Why?" I asked.
"Well, because Esme feels like what she has with Carlisle is special, but we can't stay here to be with them, so they're coming with us. They don't actually own this hotel, they were running it for a friend who came back last night."
"Oh..." I caught out of the corner of my eye Rose approaching us. I turned to her, which was obviously the wrong choice. She saw the new bruise she inflicted as gasped, covering her mouth. She ran to me and wrapped me in a tight hug.
"Oh, Bella! I'm so sorry!" She cried. I could feel the tears on my neck. I patted her back.
"It's okay Rose." I told her. "You were just mad. There's no harm done."
"Look at your face Bella! Now you have another bruise just like the one Mike gave you!" I flinched at Mikes name, but otherwise just shook my head.
"Rose, you were mad. I'm not holding it against you, so lets just drop it, k?" She sniffed, pulling away, and just nodded.
