Sorry last chapter ended so depressingly…sort of. I hope I captured Edward alright…I'm not to hot at his POV, so yeah.
Gosh I haven't updated in ages!
To explain my absence from writing…all I can say is sorry. School drains my creativity and at the moment I have lots of assignments and test etc etc…so yeah, practically excuse after excuse. I'll try and write more often… or I'll just write a whole bunch of chapters in advance and then post them periodically, no promises though. Holidays are coming up in a week or so, hopefully I can update every day then and get back on track.
Thanks for sticking with me. Sorry for the short chapter.
Chapter 10—Stay
BPOV
Every time I tried to regain my composure I would just end up breaking down again. I tired to pull away but Edward just held on tighter…like he didn't want to let go. I banished that impossible thought from my head and wondered why this kind of thing happened to me all the time. Time passed, I don't know how much, but I managed to stop sobbing.
He picked me up, but I couldn't care less, there were still a few stray tears making their way down my face. I was beyond exhausted, and I just wanted to sleep. I closed my eyes and nestled my head into Edward's chest, trying very hard not to think. If I thought about the situation I was in—missing work again—I don't know what would happen, but I knew it wouldn't be good.
My thoughts turned to incoherent whispers and the next thing I was aware of was being laid down on a soft bed. I opened my eyes in shock and blinked a few times to try and clear my vision. It didn't work. My eyes, like the rest of me were spent and sore.
My eyes felt stark relief as the room was thrown into darkness. I could see better now, and I turned my head to see that Edward was beside the bed.
Feeling utterly safe; I closed my eyes and succumbed to the darkness. A swirl of colours…bright green eyes…bell like whispers…soft laughter…the lightest of touches, moving my hair away from my face… Edwards's voice… the weight of the bed shifting as someone sat down on it…and then…nothing.
EPOV
I set her down on the bed and I smoothed the covers over her perplexed and exhausted form. She opened her eyes and cringed away from the light. Quickly, I switched the lights off and she turned to look at me. In that single look I was completely gone…I couldn't escape the gaze of the most amazing creature I had ever seen. She closed her eyes and sighed in contentment, turning her head once before falling asleep. She had no idea of the effect she had on me.
There was a light knock on the door and I glanced up to see Esme in the doorway, her small figure silhouetted against the light.
"Hi" I whispered
"I see you've picked up a stray." She said in a hushed tone, looking at Bella with a fierce compassion burning in her eyes.
I laughed lightly and gently, always gently, brushed her hair lustrous hair away from her face.
"Not exactly a stray…more like lost soul." I said, in a louder tone
Esme sat down on the bed next to her and studied Bella with a curious look.
"She's very beautiful" Esme concluded, giving me a conniving look.
"Mom, its not what you think. She's just a friend." Oh how I wished that was not so.
"But you want it to be more" she said, and I couldn't disagree.
I sat down on the other side of the bed, next to Bella. She read my silence as an affirmative.
"Well…" she trailed off suggestively
"Well what mom? I don't want to push her ok?" My voice dropped to a quiet whisper, "She's been through a world of pain…and I just can't drag her into my life against her will" I tried to make my voice normal…without success. My tone didn't escape Esme's notice.
"Edward. I just want to see you happy.
"I am happy mom, the happiest I've been in years. It's not all about me, her life is so complicated…god…if I could take away her pain I would…even if it meant me being hurt."
"Why don't we start by making her comfortable?" Esme pulled the blankets off her and started pulling off the ugly jacket that Bella had to wear.
"Edward, why don't you go ask the kitchen to make something for when she wakes up? Or perhaps just some ice cream and fruit? That always makes me feel better when I have been upset."
I nodded to let her know that I understood and made my way downstairs to the kitchen, leaving my old bedroom behind.
EsPOV
As I removed Bella's work clothes from her I noticed how thin she was. Underneath her jacket she wore a plain, white t-shirt and a singlet underneath that. She also wore some black shorts underneath her skirt. I would have to talk to Alice about designing a new tour guide uniform; the ones that they were using now were absolutely hideous
I pondered Edward's reaction to this girl. He was very obviously in love with her. Edward had never shown much attention to any girls, even when I introduced him to a very pretty girl named Tanya, who was the daughter of a prominent politician. I thought they would be perfect for each other, they were both very physically attractive and they would make a very powerful political couple someday.
Alice warned me against it…but, only wanting Edward to be happy, to experience one tenth of the love that I feel for Carlisle, I ignored her advice.. Carlisle even tried to stop me, he says that we shouldn't meddle in Edward's future, but then the stubborn fool goes and contradicts himself by trying to persuade Edward to pursue a career in Politics.
No matter, I never really liked her much.
Even though I would accept anyone that inspired these feelings in Edward, I was glad he had fallen for such a pretty girl…she wasn't conventionally pretty, but with her pale, heart-shaped face and long, brown hair, she had a raw beauty about her, one that didn't need cosmetics to perfect. She turned over in her sleep and muttered something indistinguishable.
I watched her for a few moments and turned my thoughts back to Edward. His parents had both died many years ago, and I very much considered him my own son. He was a very quiet boy, and even though he spent an abnormal amount of time practising his piano at odd hours in the night, he was, and still is a major part of this family. I was deviated when I found out that Carlisle and I could not conceive a child, so we turned to adoption, and Edward became my first son. It took a long time for him to accept his parents' deaths, but when he did, he was the son I always hoped for, the son that I could show off to the other mothers and watch while they glared in envy.
As awful as that sounds, it filled me with such a sense of pride, knowing that other mothers wanted there children to be like my Edward. He was every mothers dream.
And now, he was falling in love with a girl that he barely knew. He had changed quite a bit, he wasn't as reserved, and I could see the blind panic and pain that he felt while Bella was sleeping, slip through his usually carefully constructed mask.
Bella muttered something in her sleep again, and she turned over and sighed.
"Edward…stay" her voice was fragile and soft. Her tone was laced with pain and a shadow was cast over me as the light coming from the door was obstructed.
"Mom? Did you call me?" Edward was in the doorway and casting anxious looks at Bella.
"No, actually, I think Bella talks in her sleep.
I got up then, and let my son be with the one he held dear, without his mother hovering over him
That's it…I know crappy chappie, but I really wanted to update
Do you think Tanya should come into the story?
And did anyone else find Esme's point of view hard to understand? I did, and I've never written Esme before. I liked writing her…anyways tell me your thoughts.