A/N: spring break is over so i am finally writing again. sorry for the long wait but i hope you enjoy it and reviews are appreciated (:
Chapter 11
"Hey Isabella," replied the chilling voice on the other side.
My voice was caught in my throat and I couldn't make any sounds.
"What? Are you not talking to your daddy dearest anymore? You know I still love you, Bella."
Tears rose to my eyes, begging to be let free, as I threw my phone across the room. It smashed into the wall, leaving a mark, which made me instantly regret doing so. I sunk into the couch and covered my face with my hands, willing myself not to crack
I am stronger than him. He can't hurt me anymore. I repeated in my head. As much as I repeated it, I couldn't bring myself to believe it. I heard the shower stop and was instantly brought back into reality. I didn't want Edward to be worried, so I quickly grabbed the first movie I could find and put it in the DVD player. I was going to tell him he called, of course, but I wanted him to know I was okay about it first.
Edward came down the stairs with new clothes on, but his hair was still unruly. He sat down right next to me, put his arm over my shoulder and leaned in to give me a kiss. I kissed him back, cautiously, and surprised myself by how reserved I was being. I cuddled into his side and he instantly knew something was wrong.
"What is it Bella? What happened?" He asked, his voice dripping with concern. That was exactly the reason I don't always tell him everything. He gets worried way too much and way too often about all of the little things. I shrugged my shoulders, instantly regretting it when my bruised arm rubbed against the couch. I quickly reached for my arm, but Edward grabbed my hand instead.
"Bella, my dear, what is wrong?" He asked again, while his eyes penetrated deep into my soul. "You promised you would tell me when anything bothered you, and right now, you seem pretty upset."
I sighed than finally spoke up, my voice cracking as I did so. "Charlie called."
I could instantly feel him tense up as I said this and a low growl emitted from his chest.
"What did he want?" He practically snarled. I drew back as he said this; the anger in his voice frightening me.
"I don't know." I whispered. "It was probably nothing. He most likely just wanted all of my stuff out of the house."
I could feel Edward tense up even more, if that was even possible.
"You, by no means, are going near that man." He said with disgust. I sat up and looked him straight in the eyes.
"He is still my father, Edward. I understand if you hate him but please, don't do anything stupid." I pleaded. He sighed and loosened up a tad.
"I won't Bella. I just don't want anything to happen to you, especially anything having to do with him."
I nodded my head and snuggled back into his side. He put his arm around me tighter and it landed on my bruised arm. I winced in pain the minute he touched it and he quickly moved his arm.
"What happened to your arm?" He asked curiously.
"Oh, it's nothing. It's just a little sore from carrying my bag all day." I answered without meeting his eyes.
"Let me see it, Bella." He said simply. He noticed my hesitation and said again, "Let me see it, Bella...please." He practically begged.
I rolled up my sleeve and showed him the bruise. He got his hand and gently lined it up with the bruise; finger to finger, palm to palm. He looked at me with nostrils flared and shook his head.
"He did this too, didn't he? Oh, if I ever get my hands on that man…"
"Edward, just…stop. It's done and over with. He's not going to hurt me again, at least while you're watching over me. And all these bruises, they're superficial. I may be a broken soul but I know you can fix that." I said with a grin.
His features softened up and he sunk back down into the couch after pulling down my sleeve. He wrapped his arm around me, being careful not to hit my bruise, and hit the play button.
The movie was a horror movie. I probably should have grabbed a different one but I didn't realize what it was until he had started playing it. About an hour into the movie, I was hiding my face in his side and was as close to him as I could get. I could hear the screams coming off of the TV and it made me shudder. He chuckled and pulled me closer to him.
"It's almost over, babe." He whispered into my ear. Just the sound of his voice made me relax a little, until the next scream came out of the TV. "I'll turn it off if you want." He added in.
I shook my head no because I could tell he was enjoying it. He laughed once more and started rubbing small circles on my lower back.
The movie finally ended with, of course, the main character narrowly escaping death and the monster still on the loose, paving its way for a sequel. I was starting to get really drowsy so I rubbed my eyes and leaned away from Edward.
"I'm going to go to bed. I'm really tired." I said slowly. Edward gave me a strange look and said, "Bella, it's only 7:30. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. I guess all the drama is finally catching up with me. And if I want to go to school tomorrow, I wanna have all the sleep I can get in." I replied.
It was strange for me to be tired this early. Usually I stayed up until the sun was about to rise but lately I had been extremely tired. I guess my brain just needs a rest from everything that has happened.
I started to make my way upstairs slowly, stopping every few stairs to regain my balance. I was starting to feel really dizzy so I latched onto the handrail. Edward was not far behind me and rushed up to support me.
"Okay…let's get you to bed. Are you sure you're okay?" He questioned.
"I'm fine…really." I said as I started to make my way up the stairs again. He was right behind me with his eyes glued on me. I finally reached his room and fell right onto the couch. I was still fully dressed in jeans and his sweatshirt, but I didn't care. I was so tired I would have slept in anything.
He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on my cheek. "Goodnight, my love."
And before I could answer, I was in a different world; a world with Charlie.