I do have moments when I feel insecure. I do have moments when I feel jealous, and that's normal. It's a very normal emotion. It's your action and your attitude and your reaction to that that is important.
Anushka Sharma
EDWARD'S POVI ran and ran. When I finally stopped, I was in Alaska, near the Denali coven, my pseudo-cousins. I gave only a passing thought to going to their home, but they would have questions... question I didn't want to answer. Some I knew I wouldn't have answers for, like why I was there. I didn't know and I didn't know what I was running from—from myself, from the monster in me, or out of confusion for my growing feelings for Bella.
My gaze shifted to the night sky, taking in the Northern Lights as they danced across the sky. They lights teased me, beckoned me, reminded me of the different hues found in Bella's eyes. The longer I stared, the more I became lost in my thoughts.
What I had to decide was if I was going to return home.
Bella's tear-filled eyes, as they appeared in Alice's vision, were expressed much… hell, I didn't know what she was trying to express. Was I going to be the cause of the tears? Or, was the cause one of the tartan clad people we were performing for? Or, was it her future husband? I dropped to my knees, pulling at my hair while screaming at the night sky. This was the very reason I avoided getting close to humans… but Bella… she was different and I couldn't help being drawn to her. Another scream left me as rage filled me when I thought about Bella marrying anyone but me.
How could any intelligent person in this day and age adhere to such an archaic system as an arranged marriage? Even India had stopped the practice in the mid-twenty-second century. Then there was the fact that Bella might not want the marriage. She did say it was her choice to accept or not.
I was acting like a jealous fool, and I had just met Bella, so I didn't understand why I would be jealous. Who was I jealous of? The guy that didn't know her! Or was he getting to know her like I was?
I growled.
He didn't deserve her.
What I needed was his name, and I didn't think Bella would tell me more.
Who then?
Charlie, but the only question was would he talk to me.
There was only one way to find out.
I made a conscious decision to talk to Bella's godfather. My phone rang a moment later.
Alice.
"Hello, Alice," I answered with a smile. "What do you see?"
"You decision is noble, Edward," Alice said. "Charlie will speak to you, but he'll be leery. If you're honest with him, you'll have no problems. When are you going to talk to him?"
"After rehearsal tomorrow," I responded. "I'll drop everyone off—"
"No, Emmett will drive," she said, ending the call.
Annoying-future-seeing-spiky-hair pixie… I loved Alice to death but sometimes she was frustrating to deal with. I stood there for a moment longer, looking at the dancing colors, before turning around and running home. I arrived a little after midnight.
After a quick shower, I slipped into the guest room, watching Bella sleep for the rest of the night.