a/N
This is the second half of the chapter
Hope you like it…I do not own twilight
I murmured under my breath, as I grabbed the two pieces and walked to her bathroom.
When I returned I noticed Esme in the doorway. I noticed that she too was dressed in pajamas, though hers were purple with stars on them "Bella, dinner is here. Edward suggested Italian. Is that okay?"
I just stared at her. Remember, that you like her and she just wants you to get better. You have nothing against her, nothing at all. Remember that she loves you like her own daughter and you love her like another mother. Remember that people will hate you if you treat her badly.
I nodded mutely.
Esme must have seen the effort I was giving to being nice and calm, because she gave me one of those smiles that said 'Thank you so much for not fighting with me.' She turned around without another word and headed downstairs.
I turned to Alice, who was sitting on her bed, flipping through pages on a random book, to fast for my human eyes to read. She slowly looked up with a smile on her face, which was only growing bigger as she got off of the bed and gave me a hug.
I opened my mouth to say thank you for the clothes, but was already wrapped in her arms. "You're welcome, Bella. Now get downstairs and eat something."
Without waiting for me to say anything, she quickly grabbed my knees and my waist and carried me downstairs at an inhuman pace, that I was already in the kitchen before I noticed what was going on.
When I turned around to see who was in the room, I noticed that Alice quickly disappeared, and Esme was busy dishing noodles that were set in some sort of sauce from a styrofoam carton to a nice elegant dinner plate. When she noticed that I figured out she was there, she smiled at me, and set the plates in front of the stool. I just stared at it.
Her liquid golden eyes, which reminded me so much of Edward's, studied my reaction to the food. She must have seen something I didn't even notice was there because she pursed her lips and said, "You don't have to eat all of it, just until I say you can stop."
I guess she notice that I didn't find the idea very attractive. She sighed, pursed her lips, and continued, "I'm not going to make you stuff your face Bella, but please just eat a little."
I took a quick breath and nodded. "Sure, sure."
The three quick steps to the stool were hideous. I just didn't want to take them. Unfortunately, I sat on the stool, and picked up my fork. My soon-to-be-mother sat down on the stool right next to mine, her hand rubbing my back in soothing circles.
The fork in my hand was twirling the long noodles in circles, but not really going anywhere near my mouth. "Where's Edward?"
"He thought that I might be able to help you more and he didn't want you to be overwhelmed, so he thought it might be a better idea if he and Emmett played video games upstairs until you are finished."
I nodded, knowing Esme was waiting for me to eat the noodles. I really didn't like the look of them, I mean, I wasn't very hungry, and I didn't want food. They were just sitting in the sauce like they were taking a bath, but the water was dirty. So that would mean the noodles were dirty, right?
God, I think too much!!
"Bella, just take it one bite at a time. Please, just eat one bite, and then another. Just think of it as baby steps."
I took the noodles around my fork and shoved them into my mouth. Chewing the noodles was a hard thing to do. Have you ever tried to chew playground plastic? Because that's what it tasted like. Like people were walking all over it for years. Delicious!
Four seconds later I swallowed. She expected me to eat this! God, how was I supposed to even put it into my mouth again?
Esme whipped away the tears I had no idea were falling down my face. Her face looked sad, and maybe a little guilty. "I can't believe we did this to you. We left, and then we come back to see you like this. God, what were we thinking?"
I looked at her, shocked. "Esme, this is not your fault! I'm the person that can't eat. I wish I could. But I can't!" Tears were falling freely now. "Esme, I don't know what's happening to me. I don't know why I can't eat."
Esme put her arm around my shoulder rubbing my back, bringing me closer to her, just like a mother would. I hid my face in her shoulder, and started to cry freely, not caring who in the house could hear me. My arms were around her neck, latching on for dear life
"And look what I'm doing to you guys! I'm making you all sick with worry, and you guys having been so nice to me as long as you known me! And Esme, Edward is sick with worry, and I have no idea what to do. I'm scared I'm going to hurt him, and he will leave me again."
"Never, Bella, never. Edward will never leave you again. None of us will. We all love you so much." She whispered, her hand moving to rub my back. She was holding me just like a mother would. I don't think I have ever been held like this before. I don't think I needed a mother like this before, "Trust me. We will all do what we can to make sure you get better. We are here for you for the rest of eternity."
I pulled out of the hug. Her face looked like she could be crying herself if that were possible. "But look what I'm doing to you guys! Look how Edward, and Alice, and the rest of you feels. And just look at what you guys are doing for me! I don't deserve any of it!"
Esme put her hand on my cheek. "Bella, if anyone deserves it, it would be you. Trust me on this." She smiled weakly. "Bella, we all would love to help you. All you have to do is ask. Wait! You don't even have to ask, because we'll help you without your permission."
I smiled and gave her a quick hug. "Thanks."
I turned back to the noodles. They still looked disgusting.
"You don't have to eat all of it, Bella."
Luckily, after about and hour of Esme sitting next to me, and many, many, unsuccessful attempts at trying to get away, I finally ate a fourth of my plate. Esme thought that wasn't nearly enough, but could see that I couldn't eat anymore.
Just when I got up, I notice Alice in the doorway. "Pajamas party time!"
A/N that was the second half of the chapter
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