Cullen's Patissereie - Chapter 10
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Hey everyone - I'm back!
Sorry for the delay, I wish I could say I've been crazy busy, but really, I've just had writers block, or something close to it. Anyways, here I am with the next chappy. I'll be honest with you, I've never had to deal with anything like losing a child, or losing anyone, so I don't really know much about that kind of grief. I apologise if I'm not writing this how it would be in real life.
Thankfully though, this isn't real life. Although, lets all be honest here, every single one of us wishes at least one of the twilight characters were real! Personally, I'm in a toss up between a little Emmett action, and a little Jasper action. I wouldn't say no to Jackson or Kellan either!
Chapter 10
Edward POV
The next day at work Alice called me out the front. She didn't look happy.
I followed her to the front counter and looked at the woman waiting for me.
Crap. It was Tanya.
"Hello Edward." She smiled at me, possibly hoping to reassure me.
It didn't work. Seeing Tanya brought up all the memories I had been trying to force to the back of my mind.
"Tanya. What are you doing here?" This wasn't good.
"I came here to make amends, Edward. I wanted to say how very sorry I am. I know I did some truly unforgivable things, and I want you to know that I'm getting help.
I was sick, it took you leaving me to realise how sick I was. I checked myself into a hospital." She looked at me sadly. Did she expect me to forgive her? After what she'd done? I knew I never could.
"I don't expect you to forgive me. In fact I hope you don't. I did something too horrible to forgive. I just wanted to come here and say I'm sorry. I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry, truly sorry." I could see she was close to tears, I knew if she didn't leave soon, I wouldn't be able to hold myself together. I didn't know what to say to her.
"Are you happy now Edward? Have you moved on?"
"I'm not completely happy, no. But I'm better. I'm working through it, with a therapist. I haven't moved on, but I'm working on it. I have to work on it every second of the day." I really didn't want to talk about this, especially not to Tanya, but I needed her to know that I was going to be okay. Some day. I knew with Bella's help I'd get there.
Tanya watched me for a while, searching. I don't know what she was looking for, but she must have found it. She smiled sadly at me and walked away, tears running down her face.
Seeing Tanya again brought up all of the feelings of anger and sadness. How could she come and see me after all that she'd done?
Bella came out to the front counter. She put her hand on my face and brought me back to the present.
"Are you okay Edward? What happened?" She looked at me, then at Alice. Alice was watching me with a worried look on her face.
"I'm fine Bella, it was nothing." I walked back into the kitchen and went back to the dough I'd been rolling out. I put all my anger into the dough, and when I'd worked it all out, the dough was a mess. I threw it away with a sigh and turned around.
My family were all watching me with worried looks on their faces. Bella came over to me, took my hand, and pulled me outside.
Bella's POV
After Edward walked back into the kitchen. I turned to Alice.
"What happened Alice?" She glanced at me and then glanced back towards the kitchen.
"Tanya was here. She told Edward she was sorry, that she was sick and had been in hospital. If I ever see her again, I'm going to kill her. Literally kill her.
How dare she come back into his life like that? How dare she!"
I nodded, and followed Alice back into the kitchen. We stood with the family, watching him pound the dough like it was a punching bag. We all exchanged worried looks, but let him get his anger out. He needed to work through his feelings alone.
Eventually he turned, looking defeated. He stared at us and he looked so lost and hurt. My heart ached for him.
I walked forward, took his hand and let him to my car. I drove us home, leaving him be. He'd talk when he was ready.
It had been a couple of hours since I'd brought Edward home. He hadn't spoken, he just sat there, staring. I didn't know whether I should try talking to him, or just leave him. I let him be, but gave him some food for dinner.
He picked at it, and I watched him, worriedly chewing on my lip.
Eventually I took his hand and pulled him to the bedroom. I took off his chef jacket and pants. I pulled him down with me to the bed and wrapped my arms around him. He lay still for a minute or two, and then wrapped his arms around me tightly.
Everything he'd wanted to say started tumbling out. He told me all that he was feeling, all he'd wanted to say to her. He broke down part way through, but continued anyway.
After an hour he stopped talking, and just cried. After a while of that, Edward stopped crying and his breathing evened out. He'd fallen asleep.
I was able slip from the bed, and I called Alice. I knew the Cullens would be worried.
"Bella! Is he OK?" Alice sounded stressed.
"He's fine Alice. He's sleeping. I think he's going to be alright." I hoped I was right.
The next morning Edward slept in. I was waiting for him, reading a book.
"Hey." I looked up, he looked terrible.
"Morning! How are you feeling?" He tried to smile, but it came out as more of a grimace. He walked slowly over to me, and sat next to me. He seemed unsure of what to do and ended up sitting there looking at his hands. I took his hands and put them around my waist, and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug.
He responded, squeezing me tightly.
"Thank you. Thank you so much." He whispered.
"You're welcome. I love you." I hoped he wouldn't pull away from me. I wanted to support him through this.
"I love you too Bella." I could feel him smiling.
I knew we'd be OK.
Edward and I spent the day together. I asked him if he wanted to be alone, but he just shook his head, and pulled me to him, holding me tightly.
We didn't talk for most of the day, he seemed to want to be alone with his thoughts. Mostly we just lay there, on the bed, holding each other.
He said he wanted to spend the night alone that night, so I drove him home, kissed him and went back home. I was worried. He hadn't cried the whole day. I wondered if he was just holding it in, waiting until he was alone.
I was enjoying the rare night alone, though I was worried about Edward the whole night. Edward and I had spent so much time together recently; I hadn't had a night to myself in a while.
I had a glass of wine, made myself some pasta and sat down to a movie I'd wanted to watch for a while. I pressed play and settled back on the couch.
Later, I was lying in bed, thinking. My phone buzzed; I had it set on vibrate and the noise of the vibration made me jump. I checked my phone, it was a text message from Edward.
Can u come over? I checked the time, it was 2am. I hoped nothing was wrong.
I'm coming right now xx
I jumped out of bed, stumbling around to find some clothes suitable for leaving the house. When I'd found what I was looking for, I raced out to the car and sped off for Edwards.
As I was driving I felt my phone vibrating in my pant pocket. I pulled it out, quickly glancing down at it.
Thanks, baby. I love u xx
I heard car horns beeping as I looked back at the road.