The sun streamed through my window. I stretched my arms as I pulled the covers off of me. I yawned, trying to remember if last night had actually happened. By the time I had fallen asleep it was probably about six am. It was unseasonably hot. Very hot. I could feel the sweat on my forehead. It must have been about 85 or 90 degrees. I looked at the clock. 8:45. "Crap," I ran out of my bed and quickly jumped in the shower. It was literally just a two minute shower. I put on a vest top and a miniskirt with some heels again. I got my books and ran out the door. I lived 15 minutes away and my destination was 10 minutes away. My class was in 9 minutes. I jumped in the Ferrari, the tyres screeched as I pulled out of the driveway. I dialled Angela's number. It went to nearly the end when she picked up.
"Bella? Where are you?" she whispered.
"I am on my way, can you stall for me?" I begged, using one hand to steer he Ferrari, 80 miles an hour. Crap.
"How the hell am I supposed to stall? She asked."
"I don't know Angela, flash Professor Bennett or something; I will be there in five minutes." I said, entering the town.
"Oh No." She whispered, "Bella, there is something you need to know," she started.
"I can't talk now babe, I am nearly here," I hung up and pulled the key out of the ignition. I grabbed my bag and practically ran into the lecture hall. Running in high heels, an accomplishment for me. I opened the door AHA 4 and I seemed to make a dramatic entrance.
"And Now that Miss. Swan has decided to grace us with her presence, we may finally begin."There was laughter and wolf whistles. I looked around the room, these people must be boiling. They were still wearing their scarves and thick winter coats. I rolled my eyes.
"I apologize Professor Bennett, I overslept," I said, looking him in the eye. He nodded. I turned around to look for an empty seat; the only one was right in the corner, at the back. Shrouded in darkness. I climbed the steps, hearing Bennett start off again. I got halfway when I spotted Angela, Ben and Garry. Angela looked like she was going to cry, she looked at me sympathetically. I went on ahead, when I could make out the back row, I stopped.
"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered, I could barely hear it myself. I shook my head. There sitting on the seat nearest to me, so that he could block me in if necessary. Was none other than Edward Cullen? Great. I continued to walk up a little slower. Of all the people, in all the classes, in all the world, he had to sit in my one. That's why Angela looked like she was going to cry. I shuffled past the people that led to my seat. They were pulling their feet back so I could get past. When I got to Edward, he looked like he was going to laugh; he was wearing my favourite crooked smile. Ugh, why did he have to be so smug? I got my bag, took out my glasses and put them on, so I could see. Then I took my phone out to put it on silent. I put it back in my bag. Edward was resting his arms on the armrests so, naturally, I pulled mine into a tight cross across my body. I pulled out my notebook and began to write.
Of course Edward wasn't writing. He had a perfect memory. He didn't need to take notes on criminology. He was sitting on my left, and nobody was on my right. It should have felt colder, but if anything, it felt hotter. I pulled my hair, so that it was up in a tight ponytail so that it couldn't fall down. Why were people looking at me like I was crazy? I didn't care. I was hot and I needed to cool down. If only Alice or Esme or any other vampire apart from Edward were here. So that then I could cool down.
It got halfway through the lecture, I couldn't concentrate anymore. I slipped off my shoes and started to use my notebook as a fan. I saw a boy from further down; look at me, as if I was a lunatic. That was his issue not mine. There was pain now, unspeakable pain. The pain was where it normally was. In my lower abdomen, like it was pulsating. Like it was getting worse. I got to my bag, again and reached to the bottom, to the little plastic bottle of Tylenol. My hands were shaking; I shook out two little capsules and put them on my lap. I could feel Edward's gaze on my little action. Then I got my Evian bottle. There were tears running down my face now. Because of the pain. I wasn't crying, but it was involuntary.
I pushed my glasses so they were now resting on top of my head .I clicked open the top of the bottle, still shaking, the pain was getting worse now, like someone had stabbed me in the stomach. I put one tablet into my mouth; I swallowed some water, nearly gasping for air. I closed my eyes, hoping to stop the pain if I shut them tight enough, I took a deep breath and took the final tablet and swallowed down with some more water. It usually took a while for the drugs to kick in. I took a few deep breaths, and then I opened my eyes. I was still in immense pain. And still hot, I could feel the flimsy clothes clinging to my body. I put my glasses away and put them back into my bag. But the tears still came, I wasn't even sad. The pain was making me double up.
I pulled out my tissues, wiping my eyes. And also my mirror, to inspect the damage. I looked all puffy. I dabbed down the tears. I moved it slowly to another angle. Edward was sitting, clutching the bridge of his nose. Oh well his issue. I dabbed my cheeks to get rid of the run mascara. I laughed bitterly to myself. The day to get a very, very bad pain would be the day the Edward was sitting next to me. I looked at my cell phone, 5 minutes to go. I started to pack away. I slipped my shoes on; I didn't want to put them back on. But I did anyway. It felt odd; I blame Emmett for my new infatuation with high heels.
Bennett dismissed us. Edward made no sign to move, he had his legs crossed. I wasn't going to wait for him to get up. I got up; though the pain was gut wrenching I made little sign of it. But I was blocked by a barrier. I looked down. His right leg was outstretched to the seat in front. His eyes still closed, and his hand the bridge of his nose. He had blocked me in. I tried to move again, he didn't budge. Of course he didn't budge.
"What are you doing?" I mumbled. He didn't answer. I sighed. I pulled out my cell phone and scrolled through the address book. When I got to his number, I hit dial. It rang once.
"Hey Bella, what's the matter," he laughed.
"Emmett can you please come and tell- Hey!" I growled. He said nothing. He had taken my cell phone a ground it into dust.
"You could have at least saved the sim card." I growled. The hall was almost completely empty. I sighed, taking off my shoes, putting them in my bag. I commenced into climbing over the seat in front of me. I walked down it. I was at the end. He was still sitting at the seat. I smiled. I turned around to face the aisle and he was standing there. "Gah," I screamed.
"Hello Bella," he said, politely.
"Wow, he speaks." I moved to the left, he moved to the left, blocking my path.
"I'm sorry I was being dreadfully rude before, of course I will replace your cell phone, with the same number and everything," he smiled, trying to dazzle me. It didn't work.
"I don't want you too, Alice will get me one," I moved to the right. So did he, blocking my path again.
"If that's what you want." He smiled.
"What do you want Edward?" I snarled. Sitting down and putting on my shoes again.
"Nothing, I just wanted to talk to you alone," he said innocently. I raised my eyebrows.
"Well I have said all I need to say to you, now can I leave?" I asked. I moved to the left, He stood aside. "Thank you," I walked out into the aisle, stepping down the stairs.
"Since when do you wear glasses?" he asked, trying to sustain a laugh.
"Since when do you care?" I snapped. Contemplating throwing myself down the stairs to make time go quicker. He was silent. I sniggered.
"Quite an entrance you made," he said trying to change the subject. "And you're not very well covered up either," he smiled.
"It's boiling hot, of course I'm not going to be wearing huge winter coats." I wiped some sweat away from my face for effect.
"Bella it's 45 degrees," he rose an eyebrow.
"Celsius?" I tried.
"Fahrenheit," he corrected me. He must be mistaken. I was sweating all over.
"Oh well. I have somewhere to be, nice catching up," I said sarcastically. Walking out of the door, he followed me out of the door.
"I'm taking you to Carlisle," he grabbed my upper arm. I sighed.
"I have caused enough trouble with him in the last few days. It will be a nice for him to have a break," I tried to pull away from his iron grasp. It didn't work, but it did cool down my arm.
"Bella, I am just trying to look after you," he smiled.
"It's not your job to look after me anymore. It hasn't been for a long, long time. Just over two years in fact. But then again, you remember that day more than I do." I whispered menacingly. He narrowed his eyes at me, he looked angry. I just smiled. The stabbing pain came back to me again. I faltered slightly, losing my balance, falling slightly. Edward's hand held me up.
"I'm taking you to Carlisle," he said again.
"I am fine. Just leave me alone Edward," I growled. He didn't let me move, "If it gets worse then I will call him, I promise." I crossed my heart. He let go of my arm slowly. I wished it was back there, the sweat returning almost as soon as his hand left.
"We need to talk Bella," he said, when I was nearly at the door.
"I'm sure we do, but I am done talking to you right now." I opened the door, to enter the wind and the rain. I stepped right into it. Slamming the door behind me.
I walked calmly through the wind to my car. I opened it and ran into it. I was still hot. I needed a cold shower. I had work in a couple of hours. I turned on the engine and put on the stereo, I didn't remember what CD was in it. But my breath shuddered.
My Lullaby.
Of all the tunes. It could have been Esme's but mine. I remembered the first time I heard this. I was in his house, back in Forks. I burst into tears. Just like I had then. I rested my head on the steering wheel. The tinted windows looked out onto the parking lot. The rain was pounding down. I smiled, like back home, in Forks. I tapped my head on the steering wheel, a few times. Why did he do this to me? I took a deep breath, and waited for my lullaby to end. Before I started the engine, and drove back to my forest home. It took ten minutes as usual. I drove straight into the garage. To avoid the rain. I walked up the stairs and into my en suite. I stripped down and put on some cold water. It felt good on my skin. I washed my hair and let it wash away the sweat that had gathered on my body.
I left the shower, feeling a little cold. In fact I felt very cold. And quite tired. I just wanted to fall asleep, but I needed to go to work. I dragged my feet to my extensive wardrobe. I pulled on a woolly jumper, a pair of skinny jeans, and some thick socks. I wore two pairs of gloves and a scarf. I had plenty of time, so I took my Audi. I was sitting in there for fifteen minutes with the heater on, trying to warm up. I was still cold. I was shivering. I pulled out of the garage and in and out of the roads. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled over. The tiredness was over coming me. I leant on steering wheel and closed my eyes. But I wasn't for long. I felt like I was being carried over. I opened my eyes. I was in my car, but I was in the passenger side. I was leaning against the window. I looked over and saw Edward driving back in towards the house.
"What the hell are you doing?" I groaned. Trying to sit up straight. I couldn't.
"I thought you were hot?" he laughed. He looked over to me. Smiling, I shut my eyes.
"I have to go to work," I croaked.
"Alice is taking care of it," he said simply.
"Why aren't you Emmett or Jasper, they are nice to me," I whispered, closing my eyes again. "They don't leave me," I yawned. I opened my eyes, he looked pained.
"Bella, just get some sleep." He said touching my leg with his hand.
"Don't touch me," I growled, he took his hand off at once. Then I drifted, higher and higher into the land of unconsciousness.
