About Us
"Is that what you want?" Edward asked. He was sitting in the single chair by off to the side. I personally felt this was a conversation they should be having alone, but I was more than curious about the end result. Bella took a deep breath and then looked her husband square in the eyes.
"Yes and no. No, because despite how much you've hurt me I still love you, and yes because I don't think that you love me anymore." Bella covered her face with her hands and everyone seemed to share the same discomfort that I was feeling.
"I love you Bella." Edward looked at his wife with loving concern in his eyes and something felt vile in the pit of my stomach. I knew I had no right to feel that way. I looked down to shield myself from the emotion. "I do however; feel that our love is more platonic than it romantic now. It's not to say that we can't work on it … if you wish." Bella peaked at him through her hands. If she thought anything like me, then she was noticing that he wasn't saying that he wanted to work it out.
"Do you want to fix what's broken?" She asked and I nodded my head. I was shocked that I was on Bella's side, for the first time since I'd know her she was blunt and direct.
"I want to honor you," Edward replied. "I want to give you what you want, whatever you want I will do Bella. I owe you that." Bella dropped her hands and looked at her husband. I couldn't really describe the look in her eyes.
"I want you to tell me you're still in love with me Edward and mean it. Can you honestly look me in the eyes and say that? " She questioned with daring eyes. Edward eyes glanced very briefly and then he looked back to Bella he opened his mouth twice to respond.
"I love you Bella," he stated and I knew he was being honest. He was still in love with her and hearing it hurt. It stung and burned. I don't know why I felt this way. I wasn't in love with Edward. I liked him and found him attractive, but I was most definitely not in love with him.
"I removed myself from the conversation and went to the restroom." I sat on the toilet and listened to the rest of the conversation from what I deemed a safe place.
"You didn't answer my question Edward. We used to talk about the difference between being in love, and just loving someone all of the time. I know you love me and you wouldn't want to see any harm come my way. However, that doesn't mean that you want to be married anymore. Do you still want to give me forever?" I waited for his reply, but I never heard anything. I felt like I'd sat in the bathroom for hours and no other words were said. After a while I heard a knock on the door.
"You can come out now. They're gone," Edward murmured opened the door and looked at him. Now I was the one trying to read him. What the hell had happened? "If you wanted answers Miss Clearwater you should've stayed in the living room instead of hiding in the bathroom." He snorted dryly. I rolled my eyes at him as I stormed into the kitchen area.
"I wasn't expecting all of that first thing in the damn morning so you'll excuse my disposition. Besides, I just thought that you and Bella would've wanted to have the conversation in private."
"Honestly me too, but she was the one answering the questions. In a way I'm kind of glad that it played out the way it did this way we would be tip toeing around what needs to be done." He stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"Your reaction shocked me though." I watched as Edward went to make me cup of coffee. The only time he did this was when he wanted to ensure that I'd be awake long enough for us to have a conversation. I'd just woken up, so the coffee wasn't really necessary. "Why did the conversation unnerve you Leah? You knew that I loved my wife. Why did you run and hide?" He asked as he peaked at me curiously.
"Why do you keep asking me strange questions? Where's Holden?" I realized that I hadn't seen him.
"Esme and Carlisle took him out for a bit because I wanted to talk to you. Some of my family is coming back a little later the whole point of them coming is so that they could talk to you and meet Holden. The conversation became about something completely different." I nodded he was right about that. I was expecting to have to apologize a lot, but the conversation turned, and everyone forgot I was there.
"So what was the outcome of that conversation anyway?" I asked bluntly before I lost the nerve.
"Bella and I are getting separated … and probably divorced. I couldn't … I couldn't tell my own wife I was in love with her. The look on her face killed me but I'd rather be honest with her." There was an odd silence between us. I shifted my weight from side to side and crossed my arms. "She said that she wasn't going to harm you, but I still would feel more comfortable if you moved or if I lived with you. I just want to ensure that my son … and you are safe." The look in Edward's eyes had shifted as he moved closer to me again. I was already leaning against the counter there was nowhere for me to really go. I took a sip of my coffee and tried to ignore his proximity. He took my cup away from me and sat it down on the counter. I went to move and he held me in place.
"Leah, we need to talk." I groaned, this would've been a great time for Holden to need me, but he was out getting to know his grandparents. He left his poor mother alone and defenseless.
"A-about what?" I was shaken and I was really, really … Edward was toying with me and I needed a clear mind.
"I'm sorry about your pending divorce Edward, but let make one thing clear. We weren't lovers we had on lapse of judgment that resulted in a beautiful child. We don't have feelings for one another. If we live together it would only be for the safety of our child. Got it?" Edward smirked at me and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"That's fine, I have my answer regardless. You're right Leah we do need to protect our child and that's what I'll be there for. My family should be back soon if you wanted some time to get yourself together now would be that time." Edward informed me as he walked into the living room area. I walked past him as he grabbed a book off the coffee table and proceed to read it. I couldn't help but wonder what his thoughts were about me and about us.
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed the short chapter! I will be back next weekend.
