A.N: My computer crashed. Don't hate me, when it was fixed, I hate all this homework to catch up on, sorry guys.
I nodded at Edward once then walked out of the room, I was still hungry and Edward would be there later. So I could give him dirty looks while secretly gawking at him and all his godly beauty.
As I made a sandwich I wondered why I hated Edward so much, he had never done anything so bad to me other then try to kill me. Now that I knew what my family were I could understand why Edward had acted the way he did when he first meet me.
And it wasn't like I could really blame Edward for the nightmares.
In a way I guess that I blamed Edward because he was another bad thing on the night of my father's death and because of the pain Edward walking out caused my new family, the people I love.
Even though I relished this, for some reason I couldn't understand, I still hated him.
I began to cut the sandwich into two large triangles, dragging the knife across the bread and tomatoes, making a perfect line across the bread.
Picking up one triangle I took a bit and chewed slowly looking out the window at the trees and a bird flying back with a twig in his mouth.
"I'm sorry if I did something to offend you." Edwards's perfect velvet voice filled the kitchen causing me to bite the inside of my mouth.
Swallowing the food and my blood I turned to Edward
"You have now." I said rubbing my tongue along the blood and poking it out for Edward to see.
A pained grimaced painted itself on Edward perfect face "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I have to leave." Edward said then turned and was gone before I could blink.
I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and took another bite of my sandwich and wondered why Edward had run away. I cut myself all the time and no one else ran out of the room.
Maybe Edward didn't have as much control as everyone else.
...
I dried my body with the white towel.
Edward had finally come back after running out of the kitchen, his eyes a light liquid honey color.
When he was back my family told me he would be staying and they wanted to know if I had a problem with that.
Which I didn't, as long as my family was happy, so was I.
I hung up the towel and turned to leave, but I noticed a red smear across it.
Agg, I had my period. Ever since I was 13 and got it, my family had to leave the house for 4 days every month. A cut could be dealt with, but 4 days of this, wasn't the same thing.
"Rosalie." I called out in the quite bathroom, knowing that she would hear and come. A knock on the door proving me right.
Grabbing the towel I opened the door and handed it to her.
"I got my period again." I said flatly through the small crack.
Rosalie nodded her head looking grim and then left to tell everyone that they had to leave.
Finishing up in the bathroom I left going down stairs, thinking it to be devoid of my family only to hear voices in the lounge.
"…danger, you shouldn't have to leave because of that human girl." Edwards's voice bit out.
"That's not fair Edward, we took her in, knowing this would happen one day" Alice defended.
"And what a mistake that was. What's to stop you from attacking her by mistake? She should be with normal people that don't run away every time she cuts herself or bleeds. Your being selfish, all of you." Edward said.
Part of me thought that he hated me, but I knew that he had a point. It sucked that everyone had to leave because I was born a girl.
I walked in to the lounge room and looked at everyone. Edward turned to me and looked shocked for a split second, before hanging his head in shame. He clearly did not know that I was listening to what he was saying.
After a quick thought made up my mind "I'm going to stay at a hotel tonight, I don't want to cause any problems."
I don't know why I had never thought of that before, there was a cheap hotel close to school. I guess I didn't because this was how it always had been.
As I turned to go upstairs to my room and get my things, I noticed the angry glares being directed at Edward and the shocked expression on Edwards own face as he watched me leave.
While I was jamming my wallet on top of all the other things and closing my bag to leave I felt a cold hand on my shoulder,
"Its ok Rosalie, its just four nights and I'll be really close by." I said, figuring it was Rosalie.
"Bella, I'm sorry." I turned at the sound at the sound of Edward's voice.
"I feel as if every time I'm near you I mess up." I stared at his face for a moment longer then finally answered.
"It's fine." Then picked up my bag and walked past him. Brushing my arm against his strong, cold beautiful body. Turning my head to look at him, in what hoped was an apologetic look.
Even though I was pretty sure the look I gave him was more of a, 'I hate you love you look'.
...
The hotel was a small one, with a few rooms for the tourist trade that never comes through forks. It was still a nice homely place with greens and browns in the rooms, giving an earth feel.
I unpacked my things and sat on the bed. Taking of my charm bracelet and playing with the heart, wondering who had given me such a gift.
I had once day dreamed that the heart with half a heart was from a secret admirer who loved me and wanted to take me away and marry me. I had been getting charms for 10 years, and because of that I thought that maybe the heart charm was just a charm to symbolize my return home.
It still bothered me that I didn't know who gave it to me; maybe it was all of the Cullen's.
I felt a cool breeze drift across my face, looking up I noticed that the window was open a tiny bit.
Getting up I closed it, then put on a nightdress and went to sleep, dreaming of Edward, who sat by my bed and sang to me all night.
That happy dream of Edward continued every night after, but the daytime Edward was another story.
When I got home from the hotel the arguments started. Edward and me could never agree on anything. If I said the grass was green, Edward had to tell me what shade of green. If Edward thought something looked good, I hated it.
And I could tell that it was slowly driving my family insane, but I couldn't stop, because the only time me and Edward spoke was when we argued.
And when ever we were in the same room we would just sit and glare at each other.
And the whole time I glared at Edward, all I can think of is how nice it would be to kiss the tension lines off of Edwards face and I hated him for it.
...
I sat in the lounge flicking through the channels, with my head on Emmett's lap, Emmett was still except for his hand which was running through my hair.
"You don't like him do you Bella?" Emmett asked.
Edward had just left to go hunting with Alice and Jasper.
"It's not that." I said to Emmett not wanting to get into detail about the fact that I didn't dislike him, that I was attracted to him.
"Then what is it?" Emmett asked his hand no longer moving through my hair.
I jumped up, dropped the remote in Emmett's lap and walked off, mumbling about how I didn't want to talk about it.
I walked towards my old room out of habit, and then remembered that it was now Edwards.
But before I could turn and walk to my own room I decided to take a look at his room.
Ok, so going through peoples things are never a good idea, but I wanted to have a better idea on what made Edward tick, I wanted to be close to him, because all I ever got from him was dirty looks.
He hadn't done much to it; there was a black leather couch, a stereo and a whole lot of C.D's.
I had given Edward back his room, I felt bad for making him run out of the room that time in the kitchen, so I asked if I could just have another room and Edward have his one back. So Esme let me design my own room. One that had curtains so I could get dressed without worrying every one could see me, and I was worth it even though the whole thing ended in a screaming match between me and Edward.
I pulled open the wardrobe door; the whole thing was filled with clothes.
Stepping into it I had a look at the shelf I knew was in the back.
On the shelf was a small jewelry box, I picked it up and took it to the couch and opened it up.
A.N: Ok do you like…What's in the box?