Edward.
So many things were running through my mind right now. I was relieved to have her back home where she belonged. I was angry that she was hurt. But most of all I was furious.
I had thought about this. I had planned what I would say and do to her when she was finally back home.
But all of that went out the window the moment Emmett popped that trunk and my eyes met hers.
She was scared of me, it was written all over her face. No matter how brave she tried to be, how well she tried to hide it, she couldn't. She was afraid of me right now and she had every right to be because right now I didn't recognize my own anger.
"Get out," I said, with a deadly calm. "Now."
She tried pushing herself up a few times, but failed miserably. She was shaking too much or maybe she was just trying to stall.
In the end, I grabbed her arm and yanked her out using more force than I needed to.
She let out a yelp as she put pressure on her injured leg. I leaned down and yanked her jeans up to reveal a nasty cut. Emmett was right, it would need to be treated. It even looked infected. What the hell had she done to herself?
"Edward...I," she said.
"Shut up," I said, picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder, making my way inside with her.
"Put me down," she insisted. "Please, Edward."
"I said, shut up." My hand came down on her backside, the force of which echoed through the hallway. I had never laid a hand on her, not in that way at least, but there is a first time for everything and for everything that she had done, for everything that she had put me through she deserved a lot worse.
When I reached our room, I threw her down on the bed and proceeded to call Jasper. I informed him that I needed a doctor as soon as possible to tend to Bella. He tried to push and ask more questions, but I hung up on him. His only job right now was to get me a damn doctor.
"Edward, please let me explain," she said.
I pinched the tip of my nose and let out a small chuckle as I sat on the bed beside her.
"You would be very smart to keep your mouth shut right now. You have put me through hell and back and to be honest, right now I don't have any self control. Let the doctor fix your leg first and then...Then we can talk."