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Chapter 11: Over
Bella
I was walking back into the hotel, humming happily.
The visit with my mom was good, but short. She had wanted me to spend the night there, but I made up an excuse as to why I couldn't. I loved spending time with my mom, and I know it may sound selfish, but I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Carlisle before we had to go back to Forks. She had looked upset when I left, but it wasn't anything that I couldn't handle.
Suddenly, as I rode the elevator up to our room, a wave of guilt washed over me.
Here I was, in the same city as my mom, who I barely ever got to see, and I was spending majority of my time with Carlisle. I felt slightly nauseated by the time I got to the hotel room. Tomorrow was my last day here, and I promised myself that I would go back to visit my mom before I left.
Maybe I'd have dinner with her or something.
I opened the hotel room door, and saw Carlisle snoozing on the bed. I smiled, and crawled into bed beside him.
I wasn't really tired; I just wanted to enjoy the closeness with him. He shifted slightly, and I moved closer to him, I was happy.
The vibrating of my phone in my pocket made me jump, resulting in Carlisle waking up.
I didn't know who the text was from, it was from an unknown number, and it wasn't signed, but the content of the message scared me.
I know what you're doing with him.
How could just seven little words, literally rock my world.
"Bella, what's wrong?" Carlisle asked, shaking my shoulder lightly.
I handed him my phone, showing him the text.
His face immediately changed from concern to anger.
"Did anybody see you coming here?" he asked.
I shook my head. "No, the hallway was deserted."
"I knew something like this would happen." He said. "Bella, I don't think we can do this anymore. It's too risky."
"Carlisle, I think, before we do anything big, we should find out who this person is. I mean it could just be something completely different that has absolutely nothing to do with this." I said, trying to convince myself of what I was saying. "I mean it could honestly be anything."
"Bella, what else could it be?" he asked softly. I hesitated, and he took that as an opportunity to continue talking. "It was good while it lasted, but I'm afraid we need to stop. I know that you don't care what people think, and I wish that I could say the same, but I can't allow this to get out in the open. I could get fired because of it."
"I know." I whispered sadly.
He caressed my face. "I truly am sorry, Bella."
I took a deep breath. I knew why this had to happen, but it didn't make it any easier. I wanted to try and work this out, and figure out who this was, but Carlisle couldn't risk it, and I completely understood that.
"I should probably go back to Forks." He said quietly. "You should enjoy the rest of your visit with your mom."
I wanted to say more, but all I could do was sit on the bed and watch as he gathered all of his things.
He looked at me, and I could see the sadness in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Bella." He said softly. "I really am."
I nodded. "I know you are."
And with that, he left.