I apologize sincerely for not updating recently:( I have been really busy with the holiday season and haven't been home much. So, I made the best chapter yet (I hope) to say sorry! Please review and enjoy 8D OH! One more thing; Who wants Jacob? I will have him if he is voted in but he wouldn't be a love interest for Bella. Cause I hate the couple with a burning passion. Lemme know! Pwes!=)
Disclaimer: The artist that is Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight... unfortunately I'm not her...:(
Bella's POV
Okay, I have to admit I was really nervous when Edward didn't come to school yesterday. It also made me wonder if we were still on for our plans to go out today, which I pray is not the case.
Speaking of that... I am so confused about it my head is spinning. Did he mean just a friendly, innocent meeting? Or did he mean a date? I am almost ashamed to say i have been wishing for the latter.
"Alright, Bells, I am going fishing with Billy. If you need anything-"
I cut him off, "Yeah, call you. I know, Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore." I smiled up at him, so he didn't think I was being a brat. I was just a little on-edge about today.
He looked down at me with something I wasn't used to seeing in his friendly face. Something bittersweet... "I know... that's what worries me." My eyes followed him out. Not a minute after he pulled out did I start pacing.
After twenty minutes, I was growing doubtful. But just when I was about to give up, I heard a car pull into the driveway. And that car made my heart flutter.
I saw familiar bronze hair poke out from the silver volvo, and I ran into the kitchen. I couldn't make it seem I was too anxious, now could I.
I grinned broadly when I heard a soft knock at the door. No matter how much it pained me, I walked slowly to open my front door; but when I did I was wondering why I don't just fling myself onto that angel that appeared so out of place in Charlie's shabby old house. "Sorry I'm late." The velvet voice said.
I raised my eyebrows in mock surprise. 'You were late? I didn't notice."
He shook his head, grinning. "Wow, if I'm that unwanted I might as well leave now..."
My eyes grew wide. "No! No..." He looked at me, face soft.
"Bella, you honestly think I would leave? That's a positively barbaric thought." I rolled my eyes, covering up my relief.
"Alright, well, come on. We should be going." I headed to my truck, when I heard a cough. Catching my attention, I turned around and met a bemused Edward.
"If you don't mind, I would like to get there before midnight, so we are taking my car."
"How long is the drive?" I asked. I have to be home before Charlie gets home. I can't imagine how I would explain I was out all night to Charlie, especially with a boy.
"About ten minutes, with my car." My mouth flew open, yet my feet followed obediently.
"My car's not that slow..." I grumbled as I buckled my seat belt. I heard Edward chuckle again as he drove off. We sat in a comfortable silence, until I asked, about five minutes later, "Do you have any music?" He nodded, and turned on the radio. A familiar song rang throughout the car. When I glanced up, Edward was blushing. Yes, I know, I was shocked too. I mean, Edward blushing?! Never saw that coming. "Claire De Lune?"
He looked shocked. "Yeah... you like classical music?"
I nodded. "Some. I only know my favorites." After that it was quite, except for the song. A moment later I heard Edward hum softly to the tune, and I looked at him, wanting to remember the image. He looked to soft, so... innocent. And his voice, well, it sounded incredible. I didn't even notice the car stop until the engine clicked off and Edward unbuckled. I followed suite.
"Ready?" He asked, and I got out of the car.
"Edward..." I said, savoring his name, "Where are we?" He pulled up to a deserted area, the road cutting off into forest.
He smirked. "You can always turn back... but to answer your question, we are no longer in Forks. Come on, we have to hike about a mile from here to get to the place."
I gapped. "Hike?! I can barely walk across a flat surface and you expect me to hike?!"
He laughed a light laugh. "It's only a mile. And I'll be there to catch you if you fall. Don't worry; trust me." And we journeyed into the dreaded forest.
I tripped multiple times, but Edward was always there to catch me. Now I know it's a mile, but it felt like forever. But after we finally reached the destination, I realized it was well worth the trip. Before us was a meadow; a beautiful vista in the middle of gloomy wood.
I turned to Edward, who appeared distracted, as if reminiscing about some past times at this wonderland. "How did you find this place...?" I breathed, staring deep into those emerald eyes.
He sat down in the grass and I copied the action, sitting about six inches away from him. "I used to come here... when my home life was at it's worst."
My head turned a bit to the side. "What do you mean 'when my home life wasn't so good'?"
He sighed and closed his eyes. "You are the first person I have ever taken here. The only person I allowed, will allow to get close."
My gazed never faltered as he stumbled around looking for a way to confess what he was trying to say. Believe me, I was all ears. "Why won't you let anyone get close?"
He opened his eyes. He looked into my soul with tearful eyes. "Because every time someone gets close I just get more hurt."
I took his hand. "I would never hurt you, Edward."
He looked down at our joined hands. "I know. Or at least that's what I've been telling myself."
I tried to talk about something different. "How did you find this place?" I asked again.
"I ran away when I was fifteen. I was scared... and hurt. I had just got home from school, when I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom and dad fighting. She looked at me, then walked right out of the room. Dad glared at me all the while. Mom finally came downstairs again; bag packed. She gave me a hug, told me she loved me, then walked out. I never saw her again. It's been a whole year... and life has been Hell. And don't think it was a walk in a park before that, either. But anyways... after a year of her being gone, dad became a drunk. Something really set him over the edge; exactly a year after she left. The same day he..." Edward trailed off, tears flowing freely now. I moved next to him, still holding his hand. It's hard to imagine that Edward, the baseball player, ladies man, guy has had such a shitty life.
"Sh..." I said, moving some of his hair. "You're okay."
He nodded. "I'm not quite finished yet. Look..." He stood up. I was about to gasp when he pulled off his shirt, revealing sculpted abbs. The thing that made tears start falling from my eyes was when he turned around. Where his normal skin should have been there was only black and blue. Edward Mason was being abused by his father, and no one knew.
"Is this really why you are so... 'accident prone' as you tell Mae?" he nodded. I stood up and carefully rapped my arms around him, and he cried into my shoulder. "Edward... you need to tell someone."
He pulled his head out of my shoulder, but still had his arms around me. "I did. You and Emmett."
I shook my head. "That's not what I mean and you know it. You need to tell an adult."
He had a scared look in his eyes. "No! I will be placed into foster care and they will take Dad away! I don't want that to happen to him! I am turning eighteen in a year, I can tough it out."
"I want to meet him and beat the shit out of him for what he has done to you."
Edward had an unreadable expression. "You already have met him. My 'Uncle'.... well he's not really my uncle."
I gulped and shivered at the memory. "That... man is your father?"
He nodded. "I'm so... so sorry for what he did to you. Well, what he was going to do to you. I know, he's a sicko and a whack-job. But he's still my Dad, whether I like it or not."
"Doesn't mean you have to put up with him." I whispered. He laid down in the grass, pulling me with him. I laid my head on his chest, careful not to hit any injuries. I felt at peace with him.
"Bella..." I heard him whisper. I looked up to see our faces barely an inch apart. All I could look at where his lips. Before I knew it, those lips were on my, moving slowly against them., The electricity I felt was so unexpected. I just laid there, kissing the boy I once couldn't stand. The boy who has trusted me with his life. The boy who holds my heart, since his heart is broken beyond repair.
GASP! Now how was THAT for a chapter?!?! Review! Oh! And on a completely unrelated topic, have you noticed the chapter titles are all songs? Desperate- David Archuleta, Welcome to My Life and Just A Kid- Simple Plan, Live Like We're Dying- Kris Allen, Savior- Skillet, and this is Confessions Of A Broken Heart- Lindsey Lohan. Check 'em out... after you review, of course!;)
