Hello my dear people. Here's a new chapter for all of you to enjoy. Im sorry if its not good enough, but im running out of ideas, so go and squeeze your brains with me. Enjoy!
Chapter 8
Edward's POV
As I watched my angel talking in her sleep, saying my name repetitively, begging me to save her, from what? I thought to myself.
I was also holding her hand, lifting up very often to inhale the sweet scent of her skin, and kissed the top of it. We were entering the city now, almost getting to our destination.
I felt how phone vibrate in my chest and reached with my left hand to get it, in a swift move to not wake up Bella.
"Hey Bro. Got your things," Emmett said in the phone.
I breathed a sigh of relief. The first thing had been taken care of, we now had a place to stay for a week.
"Thank you so very much Emmett. I can't even begin to describe how grateful I am,"
"Hey my man, you ok? You've never talked to me like this before. This girl must have you head over heels already."
I smiled, "Emmett, you have no idea." He couldn't know that I was holding the love of my life in my arms in that precise moment, he couldn't know that she was the most exquisite creature ever alive.
"Ok, so… Spill the beans!" he said enthusiastically.
I chuckled, "Excited aren't we, Emmett?"
"Ugh," he groaned in frustration, knowing that patience was not in his list of virtues, "Just tell me Eddie"
I flinched when he called me Eddie, I've never liked people to call me that way, and he well knew about it.
I decided to give in, "Well… She's exquisite. Beautiful, gorgeous, caring, loving, tender… so soft and warm."
"Whoa, hold on my man. Describe her."
"She's taller than Alice," Alice glared at me, and I blew a kiss in her direction and winked, "she has soft chocolate brown hair that flows freely down her shoulders in wavy cascades. Her skin is snow-white, and soft as silk. Her eyes are a deep brown that show the innocence of her soul. Emmett, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Emmett was giggling at the other side of the phone, something that was so not him.
"Emmett, is there something funny?"
"Not at all. I'm just here at the store and I'm in line, looking down at a magazine that has a girl in the cover that looks exactly to the one you are describing."
"What does the magazine say?" I asked too eagerly.
"Well, it says that there are rumors that she's getting married soon, what a shame, she's so beautiful. I've seen her on TV before, and she moves with such grace. Man, you should see her," he said.
I was too shocked to utter a word. Bella was famous? What am I doing?
"Edward, are you there? Why are you asking me about this Isabella, anyway?"
I laughed sarcastically at his comment, and I replied coldly, "Because, Emmett, 'this Isabella' is the woman I'm holding in my arms right now and is fondly asleep."
"No shit!" Emmett blurted out, "That's…. damn, man, so, fucking awesome." He started to choke on his own words, until he was able to stop and say, "Edward, be serious. The girl is going to marry, you can't take her anywhere."
"That's why I'm taking her to the Chalet, so we have time to think"
"We?" a musical voice said, and looked down to see her chocolate brown eyes staring at me, I just looked at her in awe, and I saw how the faint pink in her cheeks turned stronger.
"Emmett, I have to go. I'll call you when we get there. Thank you again."
I shut the phone closed and put it in my chest pocket again.
"Bella, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked so loud, I woke you up." I said, while stroking her hair gently.
"I woke by myself, so don't worry."
"How much did you hear?" I asked her, eyeing her warily, in any case that her face showed annoyance.
She just beamed a glowing smile, and said "just enough to know that you think I'm pretty"
I was, once again, amazed by her selection of words and thoughts.
She sat upright and asked, "Where are we going now?"
I faced her, "we are going to Jasper's and then we leave first thing in the dawn."
"Ok" she said, and a comfortable silence filled the space between us. I took her left hand again and twined my fingers with hers. She smiled and leaned on my shoulder again. Suddenly, I felt how her back muscles tensed and she gripped my hand firmly.
"Bella, what's wrong?"
"I have to call my mom," she said through clenched teeth. The sole thought of my own mother came over me too, and involuntarily shuddered. I put all my attention back to Bella again.
"Do you want to talk to her right now?" I asked softly, rubbing circles with my thumbs in her back to help her release the tension.
"No." she said finally.
