What if Edward couldn't stay away when he left Bella in New Moon?
All characters belong to the wonderfully talented Stephenie Meyer, I'm just borrowing them for a tiny bit :)
Author's Note: I need to say, I am so glad that so many people wrote to say they enjoyed that last chapter. I was worried about it actually, because I did not feel as though I could capture Edward's character as well as Bella's. Apparently though I did alright because there weren't any complaints! So thanks guys! I'm really pleased that you enjoyed it.
On another note, I'm going to try to get another chapter or two out by Sunday night but get this: I went to the doctor and I have an ear infection, a sinus infection, bronchitis and the start of pneumonia. How cool am I? Very. So regardless, I'm not feeling well but I really want to write. So hopefully I will get another chapter out soon.
This is going to be a short, filler chapter. Sorry guys, I just can't pull a longer one together tonight but I wanted to give an update at the very least.
Chapter Six
BPOV
Edward and I laid in my bed for another hour in complete silence. We didn't have to say anything, we just held each other. He finally broke the silence.
"Bella, love, we can stay here all day if you want to…are you hungry? I can bring you some food…" Edward asked softly while brushing a piece of hair away from my face.
"I don't care what I do, as long as it involved you being here with me…I really don't feel like going to school today though" I said annoyed.
"Actually you don't have to, before you woke up, Charlie called the school and said you wouldn't be in because you were sick. He left a note on the table for you telling you to 'relax' today" replied Edward with a smile. I grinned and leaned into him, snuggling closer to his chest and I felt his arms wrap around me. "But really Bella, when was the last time you've actually eaten anything?"
I looked away embarrassed. "Um…yesterday morning…I think?"
Edward's brow creased as he ran his fingers over by cheeks. He sighed, it sounded like a mix between frustration and sadness. "Bella…you've been so upset that you haven't been taking care of yourself…you've lost some weight…it's concerning…"
I shrugged. "It's fine, I probably could have used a few pounds off anyway" I joked.
Edward frowned. "No, I loved you the way you were. This isn't healthy Bella, you need to be eating. I'm getting you some food. Stay here please, I'll bring it up."
"I don't want you to go," I mumbled into his shirt.
"I promise I'll be back. I promised you last night that I would be here and when you woke up I was. I'll just be in the kitchen and then I'll be back in a flash," he said with a wink.
"Okay…" I said. He bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. I could feel my heart begin to race and he gave a lopsided grin. I knew he noticed. Before I could even blink he was gone, I didn't even hear him make it down the stairs.
I laid in bed thinking. I could smell some eggs cooking on the stove and I knew that despite Edward's speed, you could not rush eggs cooking and bread in the toaster. It had only been about two minutes and I felt silly for admitting this, but I missed him.
I quickly scampered out of my bed and practically ran down the stairs excited to see him. Of course, I tripped on the last stair but didn't make it to the floor. I felt Edward's arms around me and I looked up to see him grinning at me.
"Bella, Bella. What am I going to do with you?" He asked pecking me on my cheek. "Come on, breakfast awaits." He carried me to the kitchen, placed me on the chair and presented me with a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and a side of my favourite cereal.
I began to dig in, realizing how I had neglected myself the past few weeks. I felt guilty. I looked up to see Edward watching me with fascination and I became self-conscious. I stole a quick glance at him before returning my eyes to my plate.
"Bella, what's wrong? Did I cook the eggs in a way you don't like?" Edward asked worried. I shook my head.
"No, I'm just thinking…" I answered trailing off, lost in my thoughts.
"I wish more than anything that I could hear what you're thinking right now…please tell me Bella…am I upsetting you? Should I leave?" He asked, Edward's eyes widening with his own fear of leaving me.
"I was just thinking about you actually…I still can't believe you're here. I have…so many questions though. Questions I want to ask and questions I don't want to know the answer to…some I don't want to ask because I'm afraid of offending you or hurting your feelings…" I whispered the last part.
"You can ask me anything, you deserve to know my reasons. We will talk about this Bella. I have some questions for you as well." Edward surprised me with the last part. I must have looked confused because he noticed; of course, he noticed, he sees everything. I could have one piece of hair fall from my head and he would know. "Please Bella, eat your breakfast and then we'll talk."
I nodded and slowly finished the rest of the meal. I had no idea how famished I actually was until I sat down at the table. I guess I was so focused on other things I just simply forgot to take time to eat.
Edward took my plate and washed it in the sink. "Can I make you anything else?"
"No, that was…delicious. I'm quite full now. Thank you. Can I have a human minute though?" I asked.
"Of course. I'll be sitting right here." I took another look at him and quickly dashed upstairs to have a hot shower and start my morning routine. I changed into a pair of jeans and a blue tee shirt and ran back downstairs. Edward was still there and greeted me with a smile and open arms, I sighed when he wrapped them around me.
"What do you want to do then today?" I asked.
"No, you decide. Anything is fine." Edward answered. "But I do want to talk…" I nodded and gulped. "Please don't be nervous or anxious. I want to explain my awful and unacceptable behaviour…."
"Edward –" I began. He cut me off.
"Don't defend me Bella, I deserve the worst for what I did to you."
"I'm fine Edward…I'm fine now. Can we go to the meadow today?" I asked.
"Of course Bella." It took half a second to realize that Edward had gone to the closet and returned with a large blanket to lay on. He took my hand and led me outside to my truck opening the driver's door for me.
"You drive today," I told him handing him the keys. "Just remember, it's no Volvo." Edward grinned and took my hand. It was overcast outside but my day had never been brighter.
