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Chapter 10

BPOV

I sat by the window in Alice's bedroom, staring out at the picturesque sunlit streets of Forks, salty tears trickling down my cheeks. This must be some sick joke fate is playing, the precious sun rays that rarely smiled upon Forks was showing no signs of disappearing and for all of the happiness this warranted, it felt as though the sunshine was taunting my misery, rejoicing in my pain. How could I possibly see the sunshine and smile like I usually did when Edward was being interrogated in a bleak police station?

I continued to stare out the window at the sunlit streets, not really seeing them at all as Edward's distraught face hovered agonisingly in front of my mind's eye. The tears flowed relentlessly down my cheeks and I made no attempt to stop their path, not even lifting my hand to wipe away the tears. Why should I? Edward was being interrogated for murder! If he was found guilty, he could be sentenced to the death penalty, or if he was very lucky, sentenced to life imprisonment. How would I ever live if those were the outcomes?

"Bella, there you are. Rosalie and I went shopping, we were-"Alice gushed as she bounced into her room but then she stopped when she saw my tears. She gasped and ran over to me, her shopping bags falling to the floor as she forgot all about them in her worry for me.

"Oh, sweetie, what's wrong? Why are you crying? What happened?" Alice babbled frantically as she threw her arms around me, bringing me closer to her chest where I sobbed my heart out.

I was too grief-stricken to explain everything at that moment and Alice seemed to sense that as she kept her small arms around me as I just wept into her blouse, when I finally registered this fact, however, I tried to pull away, knowing that Alice wouldn't appreciate me ruining her blouse, but she just held me closer, preventing me from drawing away and so I gave up and just continued to cry into her arms, needing her support.

"Bella, I'm losing my mind here" Alice cried frantically.

"Oh, Alice, it's Edward, he-he…" I couldn't say anymore as the mere mention of Edward's name brought me such anguish that I broke into hysterical sobs.

"Bella, what about Edward? What happened?" Alice asked, panic-stricken.

Alice rocked me back and forth soothingly and eventually, I did calm down enough to tell her all of the morning's events. By the time I had finished, her face was pale with worry and shock, she was speechless and her eyes were wet with tears.

"Oh, Bella, I'm so sorry to hear that, I can't believe it. I feel terrible for you, poor Edward, do you think he really- "Alice blurted out but I cut her off fiercely as I stated:

"No, I don't think Edward is guilty of anything"

"Do you think he might be covering for someone?" Alice queried.

"No, I don't believe that. Edward is too noble for that, if he knew who the murderer was; he'd make sure that that person got punished"

"But then why would he confess?" Alice questioned doubtfully.

"I have no idea. But there is one thing I do know, there is something very strange about all of this and I am going to get to the bottom of this." I decided.

I thought back to that night when I found Edward sobbing wretchedly. He seemed so dejected and hopeless. I remember him admitting that he had done something terrible but murder had never crossed my mind at all when he said that, did I still find it as hard to attribute murder to Edward? I thought of his defeated, agonised, vulnerable demeanour this morning when he was confessing to murder to Charlie. I remembered the remorse and sadness in his face and eyes, if he was guilty, that regret I had seen in him could be explained, but even in that scenario, I knew he could not have murdered in cold blood.

Did I doubt Edward? But he would not have confessed to murder if he did not believe he was guilty, but even then, I still loved him and I could still sense something very odd and unnatural about the situation. One way or another, I was going to get to the truth of things. It was at this moment that Emmet, Rosalie, and Jasper entered the room with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Is it true that Edward has been arrested for murder?" Emmet demanded of me and Alice.

"It's true" I answered in a trembling whisper.

"No way" Jasper whispered, turning white. I felt a fresh torrent of tears cascade down my face and Rosalie walked towards me to wrap her arms around me, Alice was still sitting by my side and she also wrapped her arms around me, just as Rosalie was doing.

"Bella, the rumour is that you were there when Edward was arrested for his father's murder" Jasper said quietly.

My head snapped up upon this new bit of information. I hadn't known whose murder Edward was being arrested for, but I guess I should've known, I mean the police were investigating his house. How many shocks were there left for me to suffer today? The morning was only just over. The Edward I knew who I had always believed to be unable to hurt anyone was now not just under custody for a person's murder but for his father's murder!

"I was there when he confessed but I never knew that it was his father's murder" I finally managed to choke out.

"Do you think he could've done it?" Rosalie enquired with a wary glance at me.

"I don't know, all I know is I have got to get him a bail" I stated.

"Whoa, how are we going to do that?" Emmet questioned sceptically.

"Emmet has a point, Bella, we are minors, and we won't be able to get him a bail" Jasper remarked.

"I'll cross that bridge when I get to it, for now though, I have to go see Edward" I told everyone.

"We'll come with you" Alice told me firmly. Jasper, Rosalie and Emmet nodded their agreement and I smiled at all of them, grateful for their support.

We walked out of Alice's bedroom and filed into Emmet's jeep which was really the only place we could all fit and drove down to the police station, Emmet driving, of course. We arrived and filed out of the car, into the station. I saw Charlie and ran over to him.

"Dad" I said, causing his head to whip around to my face and I could see his eyes widen in worry, it was then that I remembered that I had been crying a lot for a long while and had neglected to remove all evidence of that fact. My eyes must be red and swollen, the salt tears probably all dried up in disgusting trails on my cheeks, my nose red as though I had a serious cold.

"I suppose you want to see Edward" Charlie said to all of us.

Alice nodded before turning to me and enquiring "Bella, do you want to see Edward alone? Or do you want us to come with you?"

"I'll go see him alone. I don't think he'll react too well if he meets us all at once, he'll be upset as it is to see me so I should probably go and calm him down before letting him see you" I explained, knowing that this was the most sensible thing to do even though I was terrified that I might not prevent myself from breaking down into more hysterical sobs when I see Edward in a jail cell.

Charlie nodded before gesturing for me to follow him. I gulped as I composed for myself a determined, supportive and calm mask for Edward to see. I didn't want him to see me as a wounded wreck, which I was. But I knew that if he saw how wretched I was, he'd just blame himself as his nature was liable to do. I couldn't dismiss the painful image of his dejected, self-loathing, remorseful face as he expressed his regret at his false, absurd belief that I hated him and I had to do whatever I could to convince Edward that I did not at all hate him, once I had done that, I would exert all my efforts into acquiring him his bail.

Charlie finally stopped at a cell but stood, facing me, in front of me so that I couldn't catch even a glimpse of Edward. Charlie shifted uncomfortably and his facial expression was one hesitant doubt and wariness.

"Bella, I'm finding it very difficult to form an opinion on anything at the moment." Charlie said, I was taken aback by this statement and was wondering as to what conversation this was an opening to when Charlie continued:

"I'm not sure if I can really believe if Edward is as guilty as he claims. But that's what worries me, that I have to doubt the innocence of someone who my daughter spends a lot of time with and cares for" Charlie explained, looking very doubtful and worried.

"Dad, you can't honestly believe that Edward, EDWARD, of all people could actually murder his own father" I exclaimed indignantly.

"I don't know, Bells. Edward has always been a good kid and I would've never believed that he could ever get arrested for murder, but he confessed himself today and I have to admit that there is some pretty solid evidence against him" Charlie informed me.

"What evidence?" I demanded.

"Well, Bella, some fingerprints that were identified as Edward's were found on the piece of glass that had been found to be the weapon that had killed his father" Charlie notified me.

"With Edward's confession and the evidence we found, Edward will be very lucky if he can escape the death penalty" Charlie continued in a grim voice which caused all the blood to drain from my face.

"Dad, nothing is going to happen to Edward, at least not while I'm around" I told him resolutely.

"Well, if you're sure this is a good idea, Bells" Charlie told me as he walked away, leaving me to turn to Edward.

Edward was sitting on the cell floor, with his head leaning back into the wall. He seemed to be in deep thought, but I had never seen him look so bereft. There were dark shadows under his eyes, he was pale white, and his face looked so thin as though he's been deprived of food for over weeks.

I stared at him for a while, trying to contain the tears as I digested the pathetic state he was in. He didn't seem to notice my presence at all as he looked so deep in though. I swallowed back my tears as I slowly walked towards the bars until I was right in front of the bars, looking through the gaps into Edward's small cell. Then when I could take it no longer, I quietly murmured, just above a whisper:

"Edward"

He jolted upright and stared at me. He met my eyes and I could see the shock, the surprise and…joy at seeing me again and I smiled slightly at him.

"Bella?" he whispered as though unsure if it was really me standing there, here to see him.

"I've come to see you, Edward, I need to talk to you" I whispered, barely making it audible, but he heard me and he walked brusquely towards the bars, so that we were so close that the only thing that created space between was the cold bars of the cell. Edward stared into my eyes and I could feel the desperation well up in me to hold on to him, to cling so tightly to him that no one would ever be able to take him away from me.

I had to get Edward out of this hell-hole and I would, up until now, I had made it clear to everyone that I had decided to make that my ultimate goal, but it was as I stared into Edward's suffering, saddened eyes that I knew that I needed to get Edward out, the question of him not getting out was unthinkable to me, I knew that I would never be able to live with any other outcome. I knew in this instant that I was willing to sacrifice everything to save Edward. That was how deeply in love with him I was.

I knew that I was going to sacrifice a lot of things in my determination to save Edward, and the first thing I knew that I would have to sacrifice was my promise to Edward to keep myself safe, but I would break that promise for Edward's sake, because Edward's welfare was what kept me content. I would break that promise, for Edward's sake.

Well, I know that not that much happened in this chap but I don't want to rush anything so there you go. Again, I apologise for not updating sooner but you guys have been absolutely fabulous and I would appreciate it very much if you would review.