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College Life

All I Need – Chapter 10

Song – Everything, by Lifehouse

Previously: He was standing by the entrance waiting for me. I stood up and gathered my things, Edward stood too. "Well thanks for the help. I'll keep working on it." I smiled at him.

He shook his head, "Bella, you need more work than that. And I'm not letting a pupil of mine go to tryouts and make a fool of herself," He joked. "I'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning and again at seven."

I smiled. "Really?" He gave me a warm, genuine smile in return.

"Really."

The next three days went by in the same routine. I would wake up at my normal time, grab my things, go down to the track and meet Vince there. We would run eight laps, and then Edward would come and Vince would leave. It was demented but it worked. I would gradually get better, but my fear of pain kept me from doing it right.

Edward was the picture of patience, which helped completely. It was nice to have a levelheaded coach, and not one who thought screaming and yelling would fix the problem, or teach you right. I really hoped this years coach wasn't like that.

"Okay, enough for now." We just got done playing a one-on-one game. It was early Wednesday morning, and I had one training session left until tryouts. Tryouts would last three days. Two hours tomorrow and Friday, and three on Saturday when the results would be posted.

Edward and myself were trying to play each other, and see if I could find an opening to perform the move. So far, we hadn't had much luck; I was able to get off the ground but not high enough, and not at the right time. I just landed on the ground from my attempt at the move and it failed. I was frustrated and just laid on the ground, "This sucks! What's is going to take to do this right?"

Edward laughed at my outburst, "Probably an adrenaline rush. It's very common, you can Google it." He stretch his arm out to help me up, which I took. "Come on, let's get some water." I followed him off the field, picking up my ball in the process.

I sat down on the cold bleachers, relishing in the feeling on my skin. I was beyond tired because I hadn't been sleeping well. I keep having the reoccurring dream were I'm walking through a grove of trees towards the end. With each step that leads me closer to the ending, the more my skin starts to sparkle. And right as I reach the end and hear the musical voice call my name, I am woken up some way or another. Today it was by Vince shaking me awake. He wanted to surprise me with coffee before our run. He still wasn't happy about the arrangement and keeps offering to teach me the move, but once you've seen it in action by someone who can perform it so easily and are willing to teach you... well it's not something I was willing to give up.

I checked my watch. It was seven thirty, just enough time to shower and eat before class. I started to gather my things, while drinking my water. "Thanks for the help Edward, seriously." We'd had this talk before but it didn't change the fact that he needed to know I was grateful. "I mean really-"

He cut me off, raising his hand. Chuckling he said, "If you really want to repay me," My ears perked up. Of course I wanted to repay him. He laughed at my expression, "You can show me where Alice, Rose, Jasper, and Emmett eat in the mornings." He rubbed his belly, "I'm starving!"

I giggled, "Sure. How about we meet in my room in twenty? I need a shower."

He nodded his head, "Yeah, sounds good. I need a shower, too." He gathered his things and we walked back to the dorms talking about our schedules.

"What classes do you have today?" Edward was always curious.

I thought for a moment, "Cooperative Literature, English, then I have a break at noon. After that I have Mathematical Sciences. Then I'm done." I smiled. In my mind my day went by so quickly. "What about you?"

He hesitated for a moment, "Well at the moment I'm majoring in Business Administration so all the courses that come along with that. But I might be transferring soon."

We were outside the dorms now and I froze, "Bella?" Edward peered upon me with his green eyes, full of concern.

"What? Why?" I croaked. I don't know why thing knowledge affected me so. Maybe it's because over the past couple of days I've come to rely on Edward. I even found myself looking forward to the time we spent together. At first, I thought I was looking forward to finally learning the move, but now I was starting to think otherwise.

He smiled a half smile, "I want to start over. Plus I'm thinking about going into the medical field."

That shocked me, "The medical field?"

He looked at me, completely serious, "Yeah, my dad's a doctor and it always intrigued me, but I never really considered doing it. But now it sounds like something I really want to do." You could hear the passion in his voice. He really did want to become a doctor. "They don't offer medical training here," He explained.

It was silent for a moment while I thought this over, but I made no move to go. "Why do you want to start over?" What's there to start over for?

He didn't answer for a while. Instead he tugged me forward by my wrist, and we began walking up to the dorms. Finally he spoke, "I don't like being the player. I don't like what it brings, and I don't like who I am because of it. I want to start over so I'm not that person anymore." I was shocked.

It took me a minute realize what he was saying and I felt guilty. It was wrong the way he treated girls, but I was pushing him away from his family, his friends, he school because of my big mouth. That wasn't right.

"I'm sorry." I spoke softly, feeling the tears building up behind my eyes. We were outside my dorm now, my keys in hand. I wasn't looking at Edward, I was looking at the door knob, but I could feel his gaze on me.

He lifted my chin with his finger and looked directly into my eyes. His eyes showed many emotions, concern, happiness, confusion, pain. "Sorry? For what?"

I gulped, "I didn't mean to push you away. I-" I hesitated.

Edward pressed for more, "You what?"

I looked into his eyes one last time before tearing my gaze back to the door knob. "I don't want you to go," It was incoherent, even to my ears.

But somehow he heard me, "I won't be far. Don't be sorry. You were right about my behavior. I don't like what I'm always doing. I want to change," He stressed the word "want".

I nodded my head, "Okay." But I still felt endlessly guilty. "Does Alice know?" I looked at his face again, wanting to see if he was being truthful or not.

I shook his head, "No, I haven't told anyone yet." He paused before smiling at me, "Feel special. You're the only one I've told." I didn't feel special. I felt dreadful. "So... I'm going to go back to my dorm to shower. Meet you here at eight?"

I nodded my head and watched him take off for his dorm. Then I walked into mine, sat my things down, grabbed my clothes, and got into the shower. As I got into the shower I replayed Edward's and my conversation. He said he wouldn't be far, but how close is that? Living ten miles from here is far enough, let alone states. If he wasn't here, it just wouldn't be the same.

I got out of the shower and dressed in a daze. I didn't lock the door, so after I brushed my hair and stepped out of the shower I wasn't surprised to see Edward sitting on Alice's bed, ready for class. "You ready?" I nodded my head, taking my bag in my hand and walking out of the room, with Edward at tow.

We walked to the dining hall in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, more like a painful one, on my part. I didn't even know how much time we had left until he was gone. We walked into the eating area and found Alice waving at us. Vince was there and we walked over taking out seats, Vince on my left, Edward to my right.

Alice started the conversation, looking at me, "How was training?" She asked casually.

When I didn't answer, Edward did for me, "It went well. She keeps improving everyday."

Alice nodded her head, but I kept mine vision downwards, at my hands. "Are you hungry?"

Still I said nothing. Edward stood up, "I'll get her something." And left, going off for food. I really wasn't hungry. Not anymore.

Vince whispered in my ear, "Bella, What's wrong?" I said nothing, just shook my head. I tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over, but I lost the battle. One small traitor tear fell down my cheek. Vince's voice was suddenly angry as I wiped away the tear, "Did he do something to you? Did he?!" Vince stood up, pushing his chair back so it fell to the ground. His hand were in fists. I shook my head furiously.

"Vince sit down!" Alice hissed, "Edward didn't do anything. If he did something, they wouldn't have come to that table together."

Vince was having none of it but picked his chair up and sat down anyways, fuming. Edward came back at the worst time. He said nothing, just sat food in front of me, taking his place, completely ignoring Vince. "Edward," Both Edward's and my head shot up to look at Vince, "I would like to have a word with you."

Vince looked back and forth between Edward and me and I felt it time to step in, "Vince, nothing happened. I'm just not... feeling well. I think I'm going back to lay down." I stood up gathering my things. Hopefully, I would have time to compose myself for my next class.

Edward was immediately standing, "I'll walk you back, if you like."

I shook my head, one hand holding my stomach, the other holding my things. "It's fine, Edward," Vince sneered his name. "I'll take her back."

Edward reluctantly sat back down, staring at me but I didn't dare meet his gaze. Vince took my things from me and put his hand under my elbow, in case I fell or needed help. We walked back to Meyer Hall with little trouble.

Eventually we made it back to my dorm and I laid on my bed, pulling the covers over me. Vince tucked me in, setting my bags down at my feet. He gave me a peck on the cheek and asked if I wanted him to stay. I shook my head and he left, giving me one last kiss.

I laid in the silence of my room, thinking to myself. Why was this so big? Why did it matter? Why did I care? Edward was just a friend. He can go wherever he wants. When I left from high school, knowing all my friends but one was going to be coming with me, I didn't spaz out. What made Edward Cullen so different? What made him so special?

I heard the door creak open, but I didn't see because I was facing the other way. Whoever it was shut the door and I thought they left, until I felt the weight shift on my bed. I still didn't look, hoping whoever it was would just leave. They didn't.

"Bella," A soft musical voice whispered. I knew immediately who it was. "I know you're not sick. What's really wrong?" Edward placed a hand on my arm.

"You're leaving," I whispered back. "You're leaving your friends... and- and your family. You're leaving..." I was becoming increasingly quiet as I spoke, "leaving me."

I felt his quiet laughter shake the bed, "That's what this is about? That's what got you look as white as a ghost?" I felt the bed shake again from his laughter. "Bella, I don't even know if I'm accepted yet. And if I am it's to East Bay Pulmonary Medical Group, about five miles from here."

Relief spread through me. Five miles was not ten. I felt a smile reaching my lips. "Really?" I whispered sitting up, looking into his eyes.

He nodded his head, "Really."

That one simple word was all it took for me to spaz out, again. Before I knew what I was doing, my arms flew around Edward's shoulders pulling him into an embrace. I hugged him tight, feeling my happiness spread through me. Sure he wasn't going to be living upstairs, but five miles I could handle. He couldn't leave me. I needed him. I needed Edward, my... friend.

Edward chuckled and hugged me back. I clung on tight, as I whispered in his ear, "Don't ever scare me like that again."

And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything.
Everything.
Everything, by Lifehouse

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