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Poisoned Rose
Chapter seven: Ticking clock
*Bella's POV*
Edward was allowed to come home three days later; on strict instructions that he took his medication, which he swore he didn't need. He was ill yet he couldn't admit it, but there was something more to it. He didn't seem the same. He seemed scared, protective. Maybe it was just the medication. Maybe…
Edward couldn't come to work with me. He hated leaving me as much as I hated leaving him. I demanded he took his medication. He wouldn't talk to me about the whole situation and I didn't want to push him because of what happened last time. Edward didn't really speak about anything. He was quiet; quieter than normal.
Work wasn't to bad. I had Alice there to cheer me up although Edward was a constant worry. He is much more to me than just a best friend. He is the only thing I have left of my past. Of course Alice, Rosalie, Emmett and Jasper are really nice but they just aren't Edward.
Edward got up a lot earlier than me. He always managed to make me smile as I walked into the living room and saw him sitting there with a smile and a cup of hot chocolate. Considering he is a man, he is thoughtful and caring; that's something that hasn't changed.
I was glad when Friday came. Finally I could relax and focus just on getting Edward back to normal. I'd do anything to get him back to normal. Anything. I wish I could understand what he is feeling and what's bothering him so much.
''I'm back,'' I called as I shut the apartment door behind me. I dropped my bag on the floor and placed my keys on the little side table. There was no reply. I walked a few steps and peered behind the door to elicit a reaction. I expected him to be there, asleep on the sofa. He wasn't.
''Edward!'' I called much louder and more frantic. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Where was he?
He wasn't there. He'd gone. He had left his things which gave me hope he'd be back home. I stared at the house phone. I don't know why - its not like he could call - but I did. I tried to focus on the ticking clock instead of listening to the questions in my head. What if he was hurt? He wasn't supposed to go out with out someone. I should have been looking after him. He was under my care. This was all my fault.
I practically jumped at the door as I heard the familiar sound of a key turning in a lock. It was Edward. He was back.
''Edward?'', I spoke faintly, I couldn't believe it!
''I'm sorry Bella, I lost track of time…'' he started to trail off.
''Edward you have been gone,'' I said looking at my watch, ''nearly three hours, and that's only since I got back from work… your not aloud out on your own yet! You know that.'' I finished my sentence with out taking a breath.
''Bella, calm down. I can go out you know,. What? You don't think I'm capable? Is that it?'' He questioned and I didn't like his tone.
''Edward. The doctors know what their saying. They don't just make this ** up for fun. I trusted you! Where did you have to go that was so important anyway?'' I asked in the same tone.
''Whatever. I just had to sort out some stuff.'' He cut me short.
''Stuff?'' I asked, my facial expressions matching my tone.
''Look I just wanted to clear my head, I'm not used to been indoors all the time. That's all.
Now please can we leave it?'' His tone told me it wasn't a question. I nodded and we didn't speak.
I was starting not to like Edwards short temper. It was something I had never had to put up with in phoenix. I hated how he could just ignore me and the looks he gave me where horrible. I really was starting to hate the new Edward but that didn't mean giving up on him. I would never give up with him. He needed me. He needed to see he was ill. He needed my help and I was willing to give it him; he just had to accept it!
*Edwards POV*
I thought they would never find me. But they're like the police, they don't give up. Not with out a fight. I would be prepared to fight but they'd win. They hold too much against me. Either way I loose Bella and a life without Bella is one I don't want to live. I haven't got much fight In me but for Bella I'm willing to do this.
I'm not ill! Maybe I let things get to me but I'm not ill. Seeing Bella not trusting me out alone really hurt. I'm not an idiot. I hated her questions. I couldn't afford to let anything slip; a slip of my tongue could completely turn our worlds upside down.
Why where they back for me? After a whole year? I thought I had gotten rid of them. I thought someone else was a victim of there vicious, costly games. They played with people's minds; my mind, my life, and now they want to play around with Bella's life? I have already do so much damage because of them.
I'm a different person now than I was a few years ago. I've changed. I tried to become someone although I couldn't escape my past and what I'd done. The long time effect has changed so many lives. I've killed innocent people. People I shouldn't have considered and all for what? All for my pride. All for my needs. But I'm different know. I won't do it again. I won't.
I couldn't put Bella though anymore pain. I'd do anything but hurt her. I can't blame her when she mentions her parents. I know it was all my fault; I know I caused the damage.
They would come back for me soon. They wanted their little 'talk'. Funny enough though, it wouldn't just be a little 'talk.' It would be threat after threat. They wanted me to hurt Bella, again.
*Bella's POV*
''Have you taken your medication?'' I asked Edward as I switched off the television. He didn't answer. ''Edward?'' I asked, louder.
''Bella, I'm fine, honestly.'' He smiled.
''Edward. The doctor said you have to take them. He'll be visiting in a few days and if he finds out your haven't been taking them, you'll be back in hospital. Do you want that?'' I asked sharply making his smile fade.
''Well I wont be the one to tell him I haven't been taking them.'' he replied in the same tone.
''Well maybe I will. Edward, your ill and if you want to get better you need to take your medication,'' I said, my voice softer this time.
''I feel fine. Bella, I'll take them just because I don't want to go back to hospital but you have to stop keep saying I'm ill. I'm not, okay?'' he whimpered making me feel sorry for him.
''Thank you, Edward.'' I smiled handing him a glass of water and ignoring his last statement. I knew he hated being seriously ill. I couldn't blame him; I would hate it too. He is though, and to be stable he needs to take his medication.
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