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Edward lifted his hands slowly into the air. "Don't do anything stupid, Isabella."

"Shut up. Give me the fucking car keys."

"Tsk tsk. Such language. Relax, Isabella. The keys are right here in my pocket."

He reached his fingers into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out the car keys. He dangled them out towards me.

"See? No reason for anyone to get hurt."

I kept the gun trained on him and walked over to him quickly.

But just as I reached for the keys, he jerked his hand back and grabbed my arm with his other hand.

"Let go, Edward. I'll shoot you."

"No you won't."

My eyes flashed and I pulled the trigger.

I waited for the earsplitting sound of a gunshot, but the only sound that came was a dull click.

Edward jerked the gun out of my hand and threw it to the ground.

He gripped my chin roughly with one hand, his other hand still gripping my arm.

"Did you really think I would be so fucking stupid as to leave a loaded gun within your grasp, Isabella? I unloaded the gun when we crossed the border. I was hoping I could trust you enough to leave the gun alone, but I can see now that I was mistaken."

"I hate you." I spat angrily at him. "I hate you so much."

"You don't mean that."

"Oh, but I do. You selfish bastard. What, you pined after me and I didn't pay you any attention so you kidnapped me? Blame it on whatever fucked up mental problems you have, but you're a fucking psycho. When I get out of here, and I will get out of here if it's the last thing I do, I can't wait to see you rot in prison."

Edward shoved me hard and I stumbled backwards.

"Get your hands off of me."

He shoved me again and I fell back against the wall of the cabin.

"I fucking hate you." I hissed.

Edward's eyes flashed and he grasped both of my wrists in his hands, squeezing them painfully.

"Bastard. Fucking asshole!" l struggled against his grip.

"Shut that pretty mouth of yours, Isabella. You don't know what you're saying."

I was so angry I was trembling. "I know exactly what I'm saying. You might as well put the bullets back in that gun and shoot me. I'd rather die than be here with you."

Edward barked out a laugh. "You're such a petulant little girl, Isabella. Are you going to stomp your foot and stick out your bottom lip now? You throw quite the tantrum."

I opened my mouth to retort, but he released my wrists and clamped a hand across my mouth.

"I am a very patient man, but you are pushing me over the edge."

His eyes were angry and his jaw tensed before he opened his mouth again.

"I don't want to gag you, but I will if you don't shut the fuck up, now."

I pressed my lips together, surprised at his outburst. His eyes softened and he moved his hand from my mouth, cupping my face gently.

"I hate being angry with you." he whispered.

My heart thawed a bit.

I had torn this boy apart with my words. I told him he was psychotic, that I hated him.

Yet here he stood, waiting for me to love him.

"I wish you hadn't kidnapped me. I wish you had just asked me out like a normal person. I wish…"

I wish you weren't insane.

Edward's eyes were sad. "I fucked it all up, didn't I? I didn't mean to, Isabella. All I ever wanted was…"

He pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes. "They adored Allie, why wouldn't they? She was perfect. Intelligent, beautiful, talented. What was I? I was a fuck-up that they had to hide from all their rich friends and they never let me forget it."

"Who? Your parents?"

"Fucking poor excuse for parents. They ignored me my whole life, shoving me from doctor to doctor, institution to institution. Everyone pushed me away. Even at school, everyone ignored me. Besides Alice, Jasper was the only person who ever cared. And then you came stumbling into Forks High; this effortlessly beautiful girl who was socially awkward and so intelligent. I wanted you to notice me so badly. You never blatantly ignored me like the others, but you just seemed so far out of my reach. I never wanted to hurt you."

He sank to his knees in front of me, tears sliding slowly down his cheeks.

"All I ever wanted was for you to love me and now I've ruined any chance of that ever happening."

My heart wrenched in my chest.

I reached down, cradling his head gently in my hands.

I couldn't fathom Edward's situation.

Charlie loved me unconditionally. He had told me countless times that he would do anything for me, that I was the center of his world.

I knew the pain and rejection that I had felt when Renee had seemed to transfer her affections so quickly to her new husband.

I couldn't imagine being emotionally abandoned by both parents and losing the person you loved the most.

"What have they done to you?" I whispered.

I dropped to my knees facing him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my face into his chest.

Edward tensed, but after a moment he returned my embrace.

He let out a gut-wrenching sob, his body shuddering against mine.

I tightened my arms around him. "Shhhhh, Edward. It's okay."

I sighed as he wept into my shoulder, clutching me so tightly it was almost painful.

I wondered how long it had been since anyone had shown Edward any sort of affection.

I pushed his baseball cap off of his head and it fell to the floor with a soft thud.

I ran my fingers over his closely cropped hair, my fingers massaging his scalp gently.

His sobs lessened and then stopped altogether, his breath coming in soft pants against my neck.

After a few moments he lifted his head from my shoulder.

His eyes were red, his cheeks stained with tears.

"I'm sorry." he whispered. "I'm sorry for everything."

"I know you are."

"I love you."

I swallowed thickly and brushed at his cheeks with my thumbs. "I know you do."

I leaned in and pressed my lips to his forehead. "You're still not going to let me go, are you?"

He shook his head slowly. "I need more time, Isabella. I'm sorry."

I nodded once, turning my face away.

He stood and fished the car keys out of his pocket. "I'm going to go get our bags. I'll be right back."

I nodded again.

As I watched him leave the cabin, I felt the overwhelming urge to cry.

For the first time since Edward had kidnapped me, I felt confused about what I wanted.

So most of you guessed that the gun wasn't loaded. You guys are too good!

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