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Edward and I continued work on our project for the next week, most of it was done apart from each other, just meeting when we switched off, which was somewhat better, easier. Jake continued to check in about our thanksgiving plans, but thankfully Edward was never around for that. I never ended up telling him about Jake, it was too late after the fact, but apart of me knew there was another reason. My heart was still convinced that despite Jake, I should do everything in my power to get Edward back, and it knew that if I told him about Jake, there would be no hope, so I kept my mouth shut.
Edward had just dropped Elizabeth off for the night, and Sarah and I were in the kitchen talking, as I walked around the room bouncing Elizabeth in my arms gently as I fed her, something that I had begun doing quite frequently whenever I had her.
"Why do you do that?" Sarah asked with a smile as she watched, I shrugged,
"I don't know, it just feels normal." I said smiling at Elizabeth who was looking up at me.
"You know you have to give her back right?" Sarah asked softly, looking up at her, as she warmed her hands on her cup of tea, I nodded.
"I'll be fine Sarah, honestly. I had my meltdown, so I think I'll be meltdown free from now on." I said assuredly, she eyed me suspiciously but said nothing more on the subject.
"So, you and Jake are headed back home for Thanksgiving?"
"That's the plan." I said with a sigh,
"Well, don't sound too excited." She said with a knowing grin, looking at me over her mug.
"No, I am, I really didn't want to go alone." I said honestly, I didn't want to go alone, it was just that was really the only reason I wanted to see Jake, but I had yet to admit that fact to even myself. I felt guilty, but still I couldn't do anything about it.
"Good, because he sounded really excited about it on the phone last week." She said, grabbing a piece of cereal out of the bowl she had poured,
"I am too, I need to see him,"
"Because you miss him, or because of something else?" She asked, seeing right through me. She was right, I wanted to see Jake, not because I missed him, although, I did, even if it wasn't as much as I should've, but because, if I didn't see him my feelings would begin to dwindle, which was not something I was entirely okay with. When I didn't answer Sarah went on,
"Bella, make no mistake, I support however you feel, and whatever decision you make, but I want you to make that decision, and feel those feelings based on what you want, not what someone else does." She said honestly, looking right at me. I took a minute to let her words soak in before walking over to her and giving her a one armed hug since Elizabeth was still in my arms.
"Thank you," I said honestly, then reached down to steal a sip of her tea with a smile, "But you don't need to worry," I said sitting the cup back down in front of her,
"Yeah right." She said with a laugh before picking up a piece of cereal and throwing it at me, hitting me square in the forehead. I laughed as it bounced off of me, but then it landed directly in Elizabeth's eye.
She began to cry as any normal baby would and I quickly picked up the cereal and flicked it into the sink, hoping it wouldn't cause any serious damage, but knowing my luck it probably would. Sarah immediately jumped up looking to see if she could help, but there was nothing to do. I looked into Elizabeth's eye and saw that the clay molding had been dented.
"Oh no." I groaned worriedly, this was not good,
"I'm sorry, Bella, I, I didn't mean, I was just," Sarah began to apologize brokenly, clearly worried that she had done something terrible, which she had, but I wasn't about to tell her that,
"It's fine," I lied, considering the consequences that would follow blinding your baby in one eye.
Elizabeth continued to cry despite my attempts to stop her, until after about fifteen minutes she abruptly stopped and went to sleep. I let out a sigh of relief when she stopped, as this meant we hadn't failed completely,
"Oh great," I said, dropping my head into my available hand,
"What, what happened?" Sarah asked anxiously,
"She stopped crying, and its been ten minutes." I explained then to Sarah what that meant, her expression went from apologetic to mortified,
"Bella, I'm so sorry, is there any way I can fix this? Can I talk to the professor, or something?"
"I don't think it works that way. But Sarah it was an accident okay, this is not your fault, we'll figure something out when Edward gets back, until then, let's just deal with the now." I said, surprisingly calm for what had just happened, my statement caused Sarah to look at the clock,
"I have to get to work," She said standing up from the couch where we were seated, "But if you need me to do anything, call me, okay?" She assured me, I nodded and watched her walk out of the front door. I got up and went to my room, placing a sleeping Elizabeth into the make shift bassinet next to my bed that Sarah and I had made out of a small laundry basket. I pulled out the project guidelines and flipped to the section on babies, when Edward had read that if the babies cried for more then ten minutes it would deduct points from our final score, he didn't specify that it would be an entire letter grade.
My heart dropped as I realized, that even if we got a perfect score on our papers, we would still only be able to get a B+ at best. I fell back on my bed with a groan, this couldn't be happening. Pulling out my phone, I texted Edward, telling him to come over after class so we could figure out what to do. Half an hour later I heard a knock on the front door and knew things were about to go from bad to worse as I had to explain to Edward that I had just blinded our baby with a piece of cinnamon toast crunch.
"Hi," I said pulling the door open, and letting Edward in, but not before he removed his shoes, set down an umbrella and shook out his hair. Droplets of water scattered from his bronze tendrils,
"You'd think by November, it'd start snowing." He said with a smile as he entered the apartment and I closed the door behind him,
"Go figure." I said with half a smile,
"So where's Elizabeth?" He asked looking down at me,
"Sleeping, um Edward, we have a slight problem." I began cautiously, his face fell as he became serious,
"What happened?" He asked curiously.
"Sarah thew a piece of cereal at me while I was holding Elizabeth, and it fell in her eye, she cried for longer than ten minutes." I explained hurriedly, hoping the faster I explained it, the less angry he would be.
"But she did stop crying right?" He asked, I nodded.
"Well, at the back of the packet it gave information about how to call to question certain things if something happened that was not our fault." He said before checking his watch,
"Do you have work tonight?" He asked.
"Not tonight, why?" I asked, wondering what he had in mind,
"Because I don't think Mr. Verner has left yet, maybe we can go talk to him now, explain the situation." He suggested, I nodded,
"Ok, let's get Elizabeth and head over." I said walking to my room to get dressed and get the baby,
"How bad is it outside?" I called to him as I examined my closet for a jacket,
"Do you have a raincoat?" He asked, I was startled when I heard him in the doorway to my room, when I turned to face him I found him looking around.
"I like it." He said honestly,
"Thank you." I said before turning back to my closet and pulling out one of my many rain coats, living in Forks did have its advantages.
"Do you want to grab Elizabeth?" I asked gesturing to her as I slid my arms into a black raincoat, Edward nodded and made his way over to my bed where he pulled her out of her basinet and wrapped her warmly in her blankets.
"Will she be okay in the rain?"
"I brought an umbrella, and she's pretty bundled, so I think she'll be good," He explained, "Plus, I'm guessing we have to bring her." I nodded and slid my feet into a pair of rain boots,
"Why is there a bag of trash in your closet?" Edward asked curiously, I felt my heart stop, I had completely forgotten,
"Oh, it's just um, just some stuff Charlie sent over thinking I would need, but it doesn't fit me any more, so, I put it in the closet." I explained brokenly as I shut the closet door on the bag filled with things that had once meant everything to me, but no longer fit who I was.
"Oh," he said simply with a smile before turning out of my room. I held Elizabeth as he put his shoes back on out in the front hall before grabbing his umbrella and standing back up.
"Ready?" I asked, he smiled, then he reached out towards me and pulled on my hood. Once it was on his hands didn't leave my jacket as he stared at me. Beneath his eyes I could see some sense of longing, which he probably saw in my eyes just the same. My heart began to race in my chest, and I was almost surprised that he couldn't hear it. One of his hands moved from my hood and was about to cup my cheek when a door slammed down the hall and we broke apart, startled.
"Um, thanks." I said softly, referring to his help with my hood
"Anytime." He replied before turning his back to me quickly, as if he had know he had made a mistake and was clearly ashamed of it. I followed him down the stairs, my heart cringing a bit more with each step until I caught up with him at the front door, which he had already opened. Rain was coming down in loud sheets, and the sky was near black despite the early hour. I tucked Elizabeth more tightly in her blankets as Edward opened the umbrella for us. I stepped under it and at the same time he and I realized we would have to be much closer together if we were going to fit under his umbrella. He cautiously placed an arm around me, when I didn't protest, he pulled me closer into him so I was completely out of the rain and we began our three block journey to Mr. Verner's class.
"Are you okay?" He asked halfway through our walk,
"What?" I asked, a bit louder than he had, as the sound of raindrops pelting onto the umbrella drowned most sounds. He smiled and leaned in closer to my ear, my heart began to race as it had in the hallway, as he repeated himself,
"Are you okay? You're not getting wet are you?" He asked, I shook my head in response, knowing I would have to get closer to him if I wanted to respond verbally, and that was something I didn't think I could handle at the moment. The rest of the trip was made in silence until we arrived at the building. Edward held the door open for me as I stepped inside with him close behind. He closed up the umbrella and I pushed off my hood. I checked Elizabeth once more who was still sound asleep as Edward and I squeaked down the corridor to Mr. Verner's lecture hall. The lights were still on and he was seated at his desk.
Edward knocked on the door causing Mr. Verner to look up. Once he realized it was us, he motioned his consent for us to enter. As usual Edward held the door open for me,
"Edward, Bella, how can I help you?" He asked as we approached his desk.
"We had a bit of and incident." Edward began, Mr. Verner let out a sigh before leaning back in his chair,
"What happened?" He asked, Edward looked to me and I began,
"I was feeding the baby in the kitchen while having a discussion with my roommate, who then threw a piece of cereal at me, it bounced off my head and landed in the baby's eye. She cried for about fifteen minutes afterwards." I explained,
"I see, well that was hardly your fault now was it?" He asked rhetorically,
"I assume you're hear to keep your points," He continued, not bothering to wait for a response from Edward or me, "I still have to deduct points seeing as if this were a real baby, this could have seriously damaged its cornea, however I will not penalize you to the fullest extent, but you will still lose half a letter grade." He said, before writing it down on a sticky, Edward and I breathed sighs of relief.
"Next time however I will subtract all of the points in addition to this, so please be more careful." He warned, Edward and I both nodded, before wishing Mr. Verner a good night, and exiting the classroom,
"Well, that was not as bad as I expected," Edward commented, causing me to let out the silent breath I was holding, thinking he would have taken the news much worse.
"No, we just have to kick ass on our papers, and we can't get anything wrong on our calculations." I said, almost stating the obvious.
"Speaking of that, how far are you on your paper?" He asked stopping in the hall way to face me.
"I only have ten pages, basically everything aside from the calculations and the end stuff, which means I have an introduction." I said honestly, "You?"
"Pretty much the same, I've started the data punching stuff, but I've only got about five pages done." He answered.
"The reason I ask, is because I was thinking about spending tomorrow night just doing work on this, and I was wondering if you'd care to join me?" He offered, he seemed almost nervous which was becoming less shocking for me.
"I-I have work tomorrow." I stuttered a bit, not sure if I was using this as an excuse, or if I was actually upset at the fact I had work.
"What time do you get out?" He asked unfazed.
"Eight." I answered, he smiled,
"Well, if you want to, I don't have a problem with that." He said honestly, I contemplated it for a moment before nodding,
"I'll be by about eight-thirty, if that's okay?" I asked, not wanting to impose,
"That's perfect." He said with a smile, for some reason I couldn't help smiling along with him as we stared at each other, it felt like things were beginning to mend for us, and I think he could sense that as much as I could.
"Well, if it isn't the happy couple." Someone sneered breaking us from our moment, Edward and I both turned to see Tanya staring at us.
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