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BellaPOV:
This forest was dark; the tall tree's covering whatever light there was from the dull sky above. The dirt felt cold against my skin as I shifted around on the ground. The air was frosty making my breath come out in little clouds as I gasped for oxygen. Fog drifted lazily around me making this scene look more like a horror movie then real life.
I found myself looking upwards, my neck craned back to see something that had suddenly appeared above me. Two golden orbs stared down at me and it took me a moment to realize they were eyes. Eyes that were staring intently at me. I swallowed and shifted backwards only to hear a low growl. Both I and the person standing in front of me looked behind my fallen form.
I gasped when I saw the snarling teeth of a wolf advancing towards me, saliva dripping from it's open fangs and it's chest rumbling with the growl that shook me to my bones. But the wolf's eyes did not seem to be on me but what was in front of me. The person with the golden eyes.
My head snapped back to look at the person but this time I could put a name to the face. "Edward."
He didn't answer when I whispered his name. He just smirked at me before bending his finger, inviting me to join him in his place under the darkness of the trees. I felt oddly compelled to follow him but at that moment the wolf's snarls rose in volume. I kept my eyes on Edward's beautiful face as he smiled again, revealing a perfect set of sharp fangs.
"Trust me," he purred.
And even though the wolf's growls were so loud it was painful to my ears, I got up and took a step towards him. A step towards the darkness but, as I saw, a step towards safety.
I felt the sharp pain in my ankle and I cried out as I fell to the muddy ground again. The tears stung my eyes as I jolted from side to side, trying to get the wolf's strong jaws off my ankle. I needed to get to Edward! I had to get to him! I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a low sob not only at the physical pain I felt, but the emotional rollercoaster I was on. I needed to escape! I needed to find Edward! I needed to find him!
Holy crap! What was that pain I felt? I moaned in pain as I shifted. I heard a soft chuckle not far from where I was lying. But I was no longer on the cold, hard ground. I felt the plush covers and the warmth surrounding me but my ankle felt ice cold and it was like it was being held in place. I shifted again, trying to move my foot out of this strong grip but it wouldn't budge.
"Try not to move," a calm voice told me, amusement laced in his tone.
Slowly I opened my eyes, blinking at the bright light before finally peering at the end of the bed where a tall form stood. The room was quite dark, the curtains drawn even though it seemed like it was dark outside. The only light was a small lamp above my head, which had blinded me earlier. It was silent, only the sound of my breathing heard as I stared at the person who was holding my ankle down.
"How are you feeling, Bella?" the voice asked me and I twitched when I heard my name. How did this man know my name? I certainly didn't know him, well by his voice anyhow.
"F…fine," I stuttered before clearing my throat. My mouth tasted like cotton balls and was as dry as the desert.
"Here," he said, finally letting go of my foot and moving towards me. He walked to my bedside, picking up a glass of water from the table before handing it to me. "Drink this. I suppose your throat must be quite dry."
I lifted my arm out from under the blanket and took the glass carefully. I moved to pull myself up and the man ran to my aid, taking the glass from me and shifting the pillows so that I could have my back against the headboard. I hissed when I moved my ankle slightly and he chuckled, handing me the glass back before going to fix my foot. He moved it carefully as I drank the water. I found myself very thirsty so I began to gulp it back and before long I was finished.
"And my assumptions were correct," he said, the amusement back in his voice as he took the glass from me, placing it back on the table. I nodded enthusiastically before the silence began again.
Feeling quite awkward, I cleared my throat again before speaking in a quiet tone. "I'm sorry but might I ask who you are?" I questioned, trying to seem as polite as I could.
He laughed. "My apologies," he said before moving a chair so it was under the light. He sat down and I could finally see him. The first thing I noticed was his striking blond hair and pale skin which both glinted in the light of the lamp. He was obviously beautiful, handsome not really being a big enough word to describe him. He smiled kindly at me, his golden eyes soft and warm. "Hello Bella. I'm Carlisle Cullen."
Carlisle? The Carlisle? The one that Alice has raved about since she told me her story? The one who started the whole Cullen family? The giving and miraculous man who had made them who they were today? Did I ask any of these questions to him? No. I just blurted out the first thing that I thought about. "You're Edward's father," I said.
He grinned, his whole face lighting up. "Yes," he answered in that smooth tone. "I believe I am." He looked so proud to say those words that it made my heart clench. I'd only just met him and he seemed like the giving type. But in a way I knew that he would 'give something and receive nothing' and he'd be fine with it. "And I believe you have had quite some adventure, Miss. Swan," he continued, looking down at my ankle.
I followed his gaze and saw the lump under the covers that was my foot. I grimaced. "It's not as bad as it looks, is it?" I asked hopefully.
"It shouldn't be any trouble if you stay off it," he said calmly. "I'm sure you can survive that." It was like he was assuming something but I was too thankful to contradict him on it.
"Thank you," I whispered.
"I don't think I'm the one that deserves your thanks," he said. I wondered what he meant by that but he changed the subject quickly before I could ask. "So how does your ankle feel?"
"Like I snapped it in half," I admitted as he stood and stepped out of the light to look at it again.
He touched it gently. "Pain?" he asked as his cool fingertips pressed against my skin. I shook my head, barely feeling anything more than a brush. He pressed a little harder. "Now?" I shook my head again, my lips pressed together as I waited for the real pain to come. He pressed a harder and I hissed. "My apologies," he said again. "You seem to have some tender areas around your ankle but there doesn't seem to be an infection." I could hear the smile in his voice. "I think you're going to be just fine."
"Yeah," I answered him, still trying to figure out what he meant by not thanking him.
He pulled me away from my thoughts again. "You're quite lucky," he said, wrapping my ankle in a bandage before placing it gently on the pillow under it. "Do you remember anything that happened?"
He sat down beside me again as I strained to think back. "I remember…" I started, staring at the ceiling as I lost myself in my thoughts. "I was running and I was being chased," I shuddered as I thought of the wolves before swallowing and continuing, "by wolves. I fell and I didn't get up again … I don't remember what happened after that." My cheeks burned as I looked at my clasped hands. I felt embarrassed that I couldn't recall what had happened.
"No need to feel embarrassed, Bella," Carlisle soothed me. "You've been through a terrible ordeal. It's normal for your mind to protect itself."
I nodded; my cheeks still lightly flushed as I looked over at him. He was smiling at me again and I couldn't help but smile back shyly. He was a person who made me feel at complete ease and I was able to talk more freely to him. "Not to sound rude or anything," I started. "But how do you know my name?"
He grinned before answering me. "Well Alice has nothing but good things to say about you Isabella," he said. "She's been very worried about you."
"Where is she now?" I asked, looking around the room for the pixie to come bouncing on to the bed with squeals and claps ensuing.
"At this moment I believe she is with her husband," he answered.
"Jasper?" I asked.
"Ah, so she has told you quite a lot," he said but his smile never faltered. It was like he didn't care that I knew. It was almost like he was happy I knew.
"Yeah," I answered, looking at him closely. "I guess so…"
"Well," he sighed after another moment of silence. "I suppose I should leave you to rest. I can keep Alice busy while you sleep because you will need it."
I nodded before shifting again so I was on my back. He helped me before reaching for the lamp. "Have a good night, Bella. It was a pleasure to meet you," he murmured.
"Good night, Carlisle," I whispered. "And thanks."
He nodded before the light was turned off and I only got a glimpse of his tall form before he turned and shut the door. I closed my eyes, nuzzling into the warmth of the bed before sleep's great spell overtook me.
My sleep was dreamless and I awoke feeling refreshed, happy without my nightmares haunting me. My eyes fluttered open to close again. The curtains had been opened and even though the light shining through was dim I still had a small headache from the sudden exposure. I covered them with my hands before groaning and finally letting them open again. Dropping my hands I looked around the room. It seemed just like I remembered it to be, everything was in order and if I wasn't mistaken I was sure Alice had been in here early this morning.
I wondered idly if Carlisle and her husband Jasper were around. It wouldn't bother me to talk with her adoptive father again since he had that presence that made me feel at ease. I liked that feeling and I hoped I would be able to experience it again. I hadn't even met Jasper yet and I was extremely curious to see the one who had caught Alice's eye. From all her stories he seemed like an amazing person, but then again she was completely in love. Love kind of makes you look past that person's faults. Not like I would know anyway.
I wiggled my foot and was glad to see I could actually move it. But I felt uncomfortable in the bandage that was wrapped around my ankle. You know that feeling where you put on something tight and you want to scratch something there but you can't get to it? Yeah, that was the feeling I got but it wasn't an itch that was bothering me. It was the urge to rub my ankle, which was something I had picked up every time I hurt myself. When I was little and I tripped or sprained something Renee would always rub it and it would feel better. I started doing that and now it was just reflexes. So I sat up, pulled back the covers and reached to rub my ankle better. But it wasn't the same when I touched the bandage. I think I needed the skin to skin contact.
Sighing in defeat, I fell back on to the bed and stared at the ceiling. Well this was barrels of fun! I wondered where Alice was and why she hadn't come bouncing into the room to re-enact Swan Lake with her dainty little steps and full out pirouettes. I could already imagine her giggling with glee and she bounced from one foot to the other making me look like the old cat lady who was too lazy to get out of bed. I grimaced and grumbled before sitting up.
My stomach rumbled voicing its need for food. It was at that point when I realized I was ravenous. My throat was dry and my stomach was empty. I needed sustenance to gain more energy. Where was Alice when you needed her? Just the thought of that full fridge in the kitchen made me groan.
I made up my mind and threw the covers off before swinging my legs over the edge of the bed. I hissed when my bare foot touched the cold floor before moving forward to pull myself on to my feet. Slowly I pushed off the bed and stood, my damaged ankle high off the ground. Even though Bella and one leg did not add up well I had to take the chance to feed myself. I hopped forward once, fumbling a little to keep my balance, but I was soon able to make it to the door.
I turned the knob carefully before opening the door and peering out into the hallway. Like always it was empty and not a sound could be heard except the wind from outside. I slipped out and quickly hopped over to the banister, grabbing it with both hands so I wouldn't fall over and alert someone to my unwanted presence.
Ah the stair case, my worst enemy. We meet again. I looked down at the many stairs that curved down into the front hall. There were a lot and I knew I'd have to be very careful not to trip and break any bones. That wouldn't be a pretty sight. I swallowed and gripped the banister tightly before hopping down on to the first step. I made it without any real problems so I tried the second step. I continued on until I found it easier and let one had part from the banister.
Bad idea. The second I moved to the sixth step I tripped over my own feet and went tumbling towards the stairs. My eyes squeezed shut, ready for the impact of many stairs slamming against my body but instead I fell into something different.
It was hard and cold but it stopped me from falling. Immediately I thought it was Alice and looked up, ready with a snaky comment but the air flew out of my lungs when I saw who had caught me.
His golden eyes seemed softer then I had ever seen them as he looked curiously down at me. My mouth was hanging open since I hadn't been so close to him before. My body was literally pressed up against his stone chest so that I could feel the cold. My heartbeat sped up and my breathing was quicker as I got lost in his eyes.
Suddenly, as I stared up into his beautiful face, a flash back bombarded me. It was his face again but this time it was riddled with anger, his eyes burning fiercely as I ran past and up the staircase. I blinked and regained my regular sight as I stared into his now confused expression.
The fear gripped me and I blurted out the first thing I thought would save me.
"My Dad's going to come look for me!" I cried. Face, palm. "He'll…he'll bring the whole town and…" Of course it was a bluff. I would never want to involve Charlie in something that could get him hurt. And the situation I was in at the moment would be considered dangerous. No I would bring no one into this. I would act alone and find my out of this mess I'd fallen into.
"Your father has been taken care of," he said coldly, his eyes turning slightly darker as he looked into my shocked face. Taken. Care. Of? What the hell did that mean? He wasn't…dead…was he? Oh God! What had I done? I had been the reason for Charlie's death! I could feel the tears starting to make my eyes glassy and my heart sunk lower than ever before. "I've sent him off your trail," he continued. I blinked. "Your father won't be able to find you now."
I stared at him for a moment, trying to let it all sink in. "So he's not…dead?" I whispered.
He looked at me like I was crazy before I sighed in relief. Even though I may be stuck here at least Charlie and the rest of the town were safe. I don't know what I would do with myself if any of them ever got hurt. Probably just wallow in my guilt. "Good," I breathed to myself.
I looked up to meet his confused golden gaze. He quickly blinked and the hard, cold mask I knew so well returned. He set me of my feet as I grabbed the banister to keep straight. I made sure I had my balance before turning to look at him again.
We kept our eyes locked and I wondered if I should thank him or run screaming. He seemed to be waiting for me to make up my mind as we merely stared at each other. His face was still stone and I began to feel self-conscious of his watchful gaze.
I finally decided what I wanted to say to him. "Thanks." It came out in a sort of mumble but by the way he flinched I knew he had heard me. I continued quickly before he could say anything else. "For catching me, I mean. That would have hurt." I nodded towards the stairs but he didn't move his eyes from my face.
"You're welcome," he answered formally. I nodded again at him and bit my lip in nervousness. I didn't know what to do now. His mask was beginning to slip and he appeared slightly frustrated as he looked at me with great concentration. For what, I had no idea.
Finally I cleared my throat and moved to sidle around him. He stepped in front of me and I grumbled as I caught his eye. He had a light of amusement glinting in them and I glared, wondering if I could physically burn him with my eyes. "Would you excuse me?" I asked through clenched teeth. His mouth turned up into a crooked grin that made my angry face fall for a moment before returning at full force. If he was thinking he could charm me into submission he was very wrong. I clenched my fists and stood with them on my hips, refusing to crumble.
"Where are you going?" he asked, ignoring my question before. He had the same amusement that was in his eyes now in his voice, the smile still on his beautiful face.
"To get something to eat," I answered as if it were obvious. "I'm starving!"
His amusement suddenly faded and was replaced by guilty look. "My apologies," he sighed, looking away for a moment before back to me. "I'll have Alice make you something."
I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest. "I'm not a pet you know," I grumbled. "I can get things myself! Now if you'll excuse me."
He seemed taken aback by my outburst and he opened his mouth several times to argue but no words escaped. I took this moment to slip past him, brushing my arm against his accidentally and feeling the cold. I shivered once before continuing to hop down the remaining steps.
I was smug that I had made it down the steps so easily without his help. I reached the bottom; hopping on to the floor and grinning like an idiot. See? I didn't need anyone's help if I concentrated hard enough. I could be normal if I tried.
I pushed away from the staircase and made the mistake of looking up at him as I stepped forward. He was still standing in the same place but watching me with careful eyes. I smirked, lifting my foot up to take a step so he could see how capable I was. At that moment my good foot caught the side of the last step. Damn my stupidity! I made an embarrassing squeaking sound as I fell towards the floor, my arms flailing around for something to grab a hold of.
Of course I was stopped before my face hit the floor, my nose barely inches from the tile before I was pulled back to my feet. I felt his cold arms holding me tightly and I was surprised at close we were. My eyes widened when our faces came so close together. I had that strange urge to touch his cheek but I pushed it away as I stepped quickly out of his arms. I wobbled a bit but balanced myself, leaving his hands hanging in the air to catch me again. "I'm fine!" I insisted as he shook his head with an annoyed expression.
"Do you enjoy near death experiences?" he asked in disbelief.
I glared at him. "No!" I snapped, looking away. "Why do you care anyway?"
There was a short pause where his face looked oddly vulnerable. His lips moved but it was difficult to figure out what he was saying in such a low voice. I couldn't even catch a word as he kept his glorious, agitated eyes away from mine. It was a moment of silence before his golden gaze returned to stare into my surprised eyes. I could see confusion deep in the pools of gold and it made me feel odd. Was it sympathy or empathy I was feeling?
He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a large breath before opening them again. His eyes were cleared of all emotions. I couldn't believe how quickly he could cover his emotions. It was like he was used to doing it. Like he did it everyday…
"You should rest," he said in a firm voice.
"I've had enough rest, thank you very much!" I whined like a small child who didn't get to stay up late at night.
That amused look graced his face again and he chuckled lowly. "Not my rules," he said. "Carlisle would find it better for you to stay in bed to heal." I pursed my lips, glaring at him. I didn't know if I could trust him or not. He seemed like a good liar but at the same time he just looked so honest at that moment. I was torn as I looked into his molten, gold eyes. My knees were becoming weak again and if I weren't careful I'd end up falling again. How embarrassing would that be? "I'm merely passing on instructions," he said, still smiling in amusement.
I grumbled as my eyes caught his beautiful smiling face. I had officially given in. God, I was such a push over. One look for those amazing eyes of his and I was toast with my legs feeling like the jelly. Great, Bella! Let's make food analogies, why don't we? Let's add the pea on top to represent your brain!
"Fine!" I said, turning up my nose and hobbling past him to the staircase. "I'll go because Carlisle wants me to."
Well this was going to be a large difficulty, I thought as I looked up at the curving staircase. It was hard enough to get down and now I had to get back up again! I wondered if my good luck had run out on that first fall. Well I'd better put my best foot forward, literally. I lifted my leg just to stop as I heard a voice. "You'll take forever to make it back up there again."
I turned to glare at him. He was watching me with his arms crossed over his chest and a smug smile on his face. "I'm not weak," I spat before turning back to the task at hand.
"I beg to differ." I jumped when I heard his silky voice behind me, right at my ear. My heart was pounding loudly and quickly when I could feel his presence right behind me. I even found myself shaking slightly and knew he must notice the embarrassing way I was acting. Way to stay strong, Bella.
I opened my mouth to tell him to back off but instead I squealed in surprise. He had lifted me easily off my feet and into his arms. "Put me down! Put me down!" I screamed as I grabbed a hold of his shirt on instinct so I wouldn't fall.
The air suddenly began to whip against my skin as I squeezed my eyes closed and turned my head towards his chest. It would have felt like I was flying on pure air if I didn't have his arms around me. It only lasted a few seconds and the motion suddenly stopped again. I felt his chest rumble with a chuckle as I held tightly to his shirt.
Slowly I opened my eyes and raised my head to look around. I was back in my room, by the bed. Everything looked the exact same as when I had left it but this time I was in Edward's arms…Gasping in realization I resorted to yelling again. "Put me down! Put me down!" I cried, squirming in his arms to try and pull myself out of them. Talk about delayed reaction.
He put me down on the bed gently and I scrambled away from his still form. I pulled the covers over myself before looking up at his confused expression. "Thanks," I said in a breathless voice. It was obviously a dismissal and he understood. I rolled over on to my side so I could stare at the window and not look at him anymore in case my stupidity got the best of me and I asked him to stay. So I kept my eyes wide as I stared at the cloudy forest outside my window.
It took me a moment before I plucked up the courage to turn around and see if he was still there. Slowly I rolled back over to see I was alone, the door closed. I hadn't even heard his exit he had been so quiet. I sighed and lay on my back, rubbing my face. I felt so damned confused as I sat there with my hands covering my eyes and staring into the darkness. Did this confusion have anything to do with my dream? The way I had been so relived to see him in the forest. And then when the wolf had snatched me away the only thought on my mind was to get to him. He would save me. He would help me. I wasn't afraid of him then but then it all seemed to come flying back to me when I saw him on the staircase. But he had been so gentle when he was helping me. He may have acted a little smug but he was there and he didn't leave until he knew I was okay. Something was defiantly changing in Edward Cullen and I desperately wanted to know what he was thinking under that cold exterior.
Of course the pixie decided to choose that moment to pop in. The door opened and Alice danced into the room with a full tray of food in her tiny hands. "Good morning!" she sang as she bounced over to me and dropped herself delicately on to my bed, without a spilling one thing. She placed the tray on my lap as I sat up before motioning for me to eat. I picked at what she had brought me before finally feeling the hunger and eating a few pieces of bread.
"How has your morning been?" she asked in that perky voice of hers.
I wondered if I should tell her what had happened to me but then again she probably knew. It was like she could guess things so easily. I chickened out anyway and answered with a, "It was fine" before continuing to pick at the buffet Alice had brought with her.
She pursed her pink lips and crossed her arms. "You're a terrible liar, you know!" she huffed.
I grimaced but altogether ignored her as I looked at the bread I was tearing apart. She waited and the silence grew longer until I finally gave in with a sigh. "It's been eventful," I muttered. She raised her perfect eyebrows, waiting for me continue with an expectant expression. I took a different path. "I need you to explain something to me, Alice," I said as I looked into her wide golden eyes. She frowned but nodded for me to continue. "I don't remember what happened to me and no one will tell me," I said.
She sighed and muttered something darkly under her breath before smiling innocently at me. "Well how far back to you remember?" she asked me.
"Umm…I remember we were making something and I went to wander around the house. I don't remember why or how but I found a…room." I stopped as I pictured everything clearly in my mind. The dusty basement with mounds upon mounds of things including books and antiques and music and…a piano. It was a beautiful piano with that picture! Then the golden eyes that blazed came into my mind making me freeze. The anger and fury I saw in them were making me shake. I felt Alice's hand on my knee as I let out a breath. "I got scared and I…I ran." Suddenly I remembered the awful tone I had used with her. "I'm so sorry, Alice! I didn't mean to act so terrible to you! I shouldn't-"
"Bella!" she called making my rambling stop. "I forgive you. You did nothing a normal person wouldn't do. You were scared but everything's alright now." Her tiny hand rubbing my knee made me feel much better as I breathed deeply. "Is that all you remember?" she asked quietly and I nodded after a moment of thought. I couldn't see anything else so I let her continue. "Okay," she began again. "So you ran and I saw you getting hurt. And don't think I didn't give Edward what's what because I-"
"Wait, wait!" I cried. "How could you see me? You weren't following me…"
"Silly!" she giggled before swatting my arm playfully. "I saw you in your future!"
I sat there with my mouth open and my eyes wide. What the hell did she just say? The future? She can see the future…? "What?" I managed to cough out as I stared at her.
"The future, Bella," she said as if it was obvious. She pointed to her head. "I see it."
"And you tell me this now?!" I cried.
"Oops. Must have slipped my mind," she said while tapping her chin thoughtfully.
"S…slipped your mind?!" I crowed.
She shrugged as if it meant nothing. "It's not like I'm Edward or something," she said with a shake of her head.
My eyes widened at that prospect. "And he can…?"
"Read minds," she said nonchalantly.
I almost choked as I screamed loudly, my face as red as a tomato. He knew everything I thought about him! Alice covered her ears as I dived under the covers to hide myself and my embarrassment. There was a moment of silence until I heard Alice's loud sigh and her voice, muffled by the sheets. "E an't ear urs," I heard her say but I didn't try and ask he what she had said. Nothing could save me from this total embarrassment.
She wrapped her little fingers around mine that were holding the covers over my head and pried them free before pulling it down. She smiled widely at me as I covered my face. "I said, he can't hear yours," she giggled.
"He can't?" I asked, looking at her from between my fingers.
"Nope," she said, popping her lips at the 'P'. She laughed suddenly and I looked at her as if she was crazy. "He's angry at me for telling you that." She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "But when isn't he annoyed? Always looking to the bad side of things."
It took me a long moment to process all of this new information but Alice waited patiently for me to speak. I watched the trees blow in the small wind outside the window as it all rolled around in my head. I took a deep breath before looking up at her again. "Sorry," I murmured. "You can keep going."
She nodded with a large smile on her tiny face. "Now where did I stop?" she asked herself. "Oh! I saw you getting hurt and when I finally came back to my senses Edward was gone." I blinked in surprise. He must have taken that as an escape from getting told off by Alice. He probably took off in the other direction I was going and Alice was the one who saved me.
"You don't understand, do you Bella?" she asked after a moment. I stared at her, obviously confused as to what she was saying. She shook her head but smiled at me as she laughed quietly. "Edward saved you!"
The silence after that statement was deafening as she grinned at me and I merely stared at her. "What?" I asked, my voice breaking.
"He saved you!" she said, throwing her hands in the air. "You were being attacked and he brought you back…" She let the last world trail a bit as if she wanted to say something else but she stopped herself.
This was all hard to believe. Edward hated me with a passion for a reason that still seemed unknown to me. Why would he save me? Why should he save me? I was nothing but a silly little girl to him so why should I be something worth saving? He hadn't let his distaste for me go unannounced so why take the time to come find me and attack those wolves? All these questions floated around in my head and it was maddening. It brought me closer and closer to that edge of sanity.
But as I noticed earlier he seemed to have changed. He treated me with a different demure and wondered if coming to get me had something to do with it. His touch was much gentler and his golden eyes, if possible, were brighter and softer than I had ever seen them. Even with his cold mask I could see his eyes shining with a newfound light. I felt that draw to him, like a magnet. Even though his touch was cold in temperature I now felt oddly warm. I wondered idly if he could feel it too. I suddenly wanted to see him again and figure out if my realizations were true. If he really had changed if only in the smallest way.
I shook my head and brought my thoughts back to the task at hand. I had answered my own question and it seemed he really did save me but now the question was how do I thank him? He had saved my life and I at least owed him my thanks if not more. But would he even want it? I had treated him awful when he had brought me back to my room so who was he to even stay and hear me out? But I really wanted him to hear me out. I wanted him to forgive me for being so rude to him and to accept my thanks. But how to do it…I couldn't just go up to him, stick out my hand and say, "Oh hey! Thanks for saving me! Close shave, huh?" No. That would make me look like even more of an idiot. But really wanted to say thank you for his heroics. Without him I wouldn't alive…
"Are you listening to me, Bella?" Alice's voice called me back to reality.
"Hmm?" I asked turning to see her curious golden eyes. "Sorry. I was kind of lost in my thoughts. What were you saying?"
She gave me a knowing kind of look before speaking. "I was saying that I called Carlisle and he and Jasper came."
"Jasper?" I asked in surprise at hearing her husband's name. "I'm not keeping you from him am I?"
"No, no," she said quickly. "He's left. He and Carlisle are back to Alaska now."
"Why did they leave?" I asked with burning curiosity.
"Well Carlisle knows that Edward wants his space so he's giving him that luxury," she said. "And Jasper…well he's not as skilled as the rest of us, let's say. It took me forever to get him to leave though. Over protective fool." She muttered the last part and shook her head.
I still felt terrible for being the number one reason why they were apart. "I'm sorry Alice," I sighed. "I'm just making everything so difficult, aren't I?"
She shook her head again before laughing. She suddenly jumped to her feet and pranced over to the door. "No," she giggled as she opened it. "You make life a whole lot more fun for the present and the future!" And with those words she slipped out and shut the door quietly after her.
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I'm soooo sorry you guys!!! I've been totally bushed these past couple weeks. I had projects and then I still have exams to do so it's been busy! And then to top it all off my computer crashed so I had to start this chapter again. So this one's longer than all my other chapters. It's nine pages long so hopefully that makes up for my absence. You should thank my Mum because she pestered me everyday. And yes! Her story is now posted so go ahead and read it 'kay? It's an Eddie and Bells story so you'll like it. Leave me pretty comments, eh? They make me giggle like Alice. And look! I told you whats happened with Charlie! What, you thought he'd just ignore his daughter's disapearance? No! Char –Char doesn't do that! I like that nickname. I'm going to call him that now. :D
Note to all Twilight fan fic authors: NEVER KILL OFF CHAR-CHAR!!! He is awesome.
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Back to EdwardPOV including more thinking, getting Char-Char off Bella's trail and finally, an acutual talk with Bella! Shall it be darkness or fluffiness? Only time will tell my loves…only time will tell… O_O
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X Music X
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15 Step - Radiohead
Kryptonite - Three Doors Down
When Did Your Heart Go Missing? - Rooney
Devil Woman - Cliff Richard
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