Chapter 8
More Questions.
BPOV
I didn't sleep well that night. I kept dreaming that Tanya kept coming back and tried to get to me, but Edward stopped her and she ran away. I relaxed at that part of the dream but then Edward started to walk away, leaving me in the darkness, I called to him but he didn't answer and kept on walking. I was heartbroken at every step he took away from me. I shouldn't be feeling this way, it was stupid of me to be. He was my brother. Adopted or not, I had been brought into this family as his sister and any feelings I had towards him that weren't related to him being family were wrong.
I rolled over and sighed. Today would be agony, my arm ached badly. As I propped myself up on my bed, I felt the stitches rip in my hand and I screamed in pain. I collapsed back onto the bed clutching my hand to my chest.
I was suddenly in somebody's cold hard arms and I knew I was safe.
"Bella? What is it? Are you ok?" Edward asked me urgently, my head began to cloud and the memory of my dream swam in my head. He was always here for me, no matter what.
"No. . . I think I ripped the stitches in my ha- ND!" I had tried to show him my hand and had pulled my stitches again.
He grabbed my hand gently and examined it carefully. He shook his head.
"This isn't good. You need new stitches and you've ripped you hand open." He winced and I buried my head in his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and rocked me from side-to-side. I sighed and inhale his amazing scent. He kissed the top of my head.
"Bella, you need to be more careful, ok?" He told me. I knew this now.
"Ok. I wasn't thinking. I was away with the fairies." Away in a place where you felt the same as me. No Bella. Don't say that. You shouldn't feel this way. I told myself. This shouldn't be happening.
"Ahem!"
We both turned to see Emmett standing in the doorway. " Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting?" He smiled slightly, hoping he'd caught us doing something.
Edward sighed, "She's ripped her stitches and her hand open. We need to take her to Carlisle."
Emmett laughed, "That didn't last long. Jasper owes me 50 bucks."
"What! " I shouted. "You and Jasper were betting over how long my stitches would last?"
"No. We were betting over how long you would be able to not get hurt. I said by lunch today, he said by tomorrow. He has more faith in you. I, however, don't." He laughed.
I went to get up, "Emmett I swear to god as soon as I am able to use my hand again I'm going to hit you so hard I-"
Edward held me back, "Bella, he'd probably beat you and I can't see you get hurt again. If you want me to fight with him, it would be my pleasure." He went to get up.
I gripped his shirt with my good hand, "Don't leave me please, don't."
He sat back down, "Shhh. I won't, as long as you want me here, I'll be here." He held me in his arms and rocked me again.
"Aww. Is lickle Bwella upset. Does she need her Edward?" Emmett laughed.
"Run, before I get Edward on you." I threatened.
He laughed, "I'm not scared of him, why would I be scared of Edward. Edward who saves clumsy lickle damsel from scary family members."
Edward growled.
"Alright, alright. I'm going." Emmett smiled and left the room. Today was going to be a long.
After Carlisle had restitched my hand up and had bandaged it up to ensure I didn't rip them again, Edward reluctantly left me to get changed. Alice decided she would pick out what I would wear, but as soon as she was gone Esme helped me get changed into something more comfortable.
It was only me, Edward, Alice and Jasper today. Rosalie and Emmett were supposedly looking at colleges but they had gone hunting with Esme.
Edward helped me carefully out of the car and carried my bag for me.
"I'm not an invalid." I said.
"Yet." He smiled and put his arm round my shoulders. My heart gave a little jump and I had to reassure myself that he had only done that because I was injured, no other reason. I would have to
calm myself down. I couldn't carry on telling myself things that weren't real.
The first two lessons went quickly. Mike had asked me to come to his Christmas party in two weeks and had reluctantly agreed to let my siblings come. I had told him I would think about it. Me and parties didn't mix.
"When are you going hunting?" I whispered to Edward as we walked towards the cafeteria. He was carrying my bag and a tray full of food, for me.
"Tomorrow. Why?"
My heart started to beat faster. I hated it when anyone of my family had to go away, but at the moment I hated the time to come when Edward would have to go. It was stupid of me to be thinking or feeling like this but needed him, he made me feel better, comforted, safe.
Edward heard the change in my heartbeat and my breathing, "I won't be gone long. You won't have time to miss me. You'll be too excited over this Christmas Party of, Mike's." His voice became a growl as he said his name.
I laughed, "Do you know me at all?"
He smiled, "Better than you think. But everybody can make room for change, even you. It's not that bad."
"Not if Alice has anything to do with it. You just watch, she'll dress me up, do my makeup and anything else to get me ready, that's why I'm not telling her." I whispered to him.
"'Not telling me' what?" Alice popped up from behind Edward, making me jump.
"God, Alice. Can't you just walk in like normal people?" I hissed at her clutching Edward's arm for support. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
She smiled, "'Nearly'. But I didn't, did I? No exactly. Stop overreacting." She grabbed a tray of food and danced off to our table.
"That's exactly what I mean." I told Edward, pointing at Alice's little figure dancing across the room.
Edward laughed, "That's who she is. You can't change her."
I rolled my eyes, "But she seems pretty eager to change me."
He laughed.
I sighed, "There must be something wrong with me. Otherwise she wouldn't want to change me so eagerly, would she?"
He sighed and smiled, "I wouldn't change a thing. Your perfect just the way you are, clumsy, stubborn, caring and beautiful."
I could feel the warmth in my cheeks and I looked down, hoping to hide my red cheeks from Edward's eyes.
"You are a little biased, you know?" I said. We were near our table then.
"What do you mean?"
I smiled, "You have to say that. Your my brother." I repeated that last line over and over in my head, trying to make it sink in. He's your brother, Bella. You don't feel anything else towards him except this. Any other feelings are wrong. I would have to remind myself that, that he was my brother. Adopted or not I was brought up as his sister, he was my brother, I repeated to myself from this morning.
He shook his head, "You don't see yourself very clearly, do you? You are so beautiful, none of these other girls compare to you."
The blush returned and I hung my head, reminding myself of the little conversation I had had a moment ago with myself.
"See what I mean, your blush is one of the most beautiful things about you." He stated. Oh great, he had noticed.
"What else is beautiful about me?" I asked, not thinking about what I was saying before it was too late. I had put my foot in it. I looked up and waited for his response.
He smiled, "Why don't we sit over there today?" He asked, pointing to a spare table across the room from Alice and Jasper.
"Sure." I said, unsure of why he would want to sit away from our family. Maybe he was going to tell me the answers to my question. I doubted that.
