Chapter 12 – Unsolved Mystery
Just to clue you in, three years have now gone bye, Bella is twenty-five, Edward is the same age. Bella still loves him, Edward thinks about her every day and Tanya hated her enough to make her leave her job. She still talks to Jack regularly. Jacob is non-existent, three months after Ruby, Nessie came along. Bella didn't mind cause her heart was never in it, she only liked Jake as a mate/dating buddy. Jake was the same.
Edward POV
"Bella." I whispered. My eyes flew open searching for the angel in my head. She wasn't there, my angel only appeared when I was asleep or daydreaming. This dream was not so different from the others, a flash of memories, one after the other, like a film. I closed my eyes, searching for my memories. I went through them in order. The first time I saw her face, the first time I spoke to her. The first time I touched her lips, I still remembered the way they felt. Soft, supple and warm. My hand flew out instinctively to cradle her face. I groaned when I realised she wasn't there. Where are you Bella? Where are you, my angel?
Bella POV
Sometimes I heard his voice, in my dreams, whispering sweet nothings in my ears and trailing kisses down my face. Do you know how it feels like to wake up and know your not there? How I cry so much when my heart aches for you? How my mind dreams you up because it's anxious to keep you? I have your number, still and these past few weeks… I've nearly caved. I will cave, I'm sure, only the time is delayed.
Edward POV
"Hey Edward."
"Emmet."
"Still no change?"
"None."
"I'm sorry bro."
"Me too." I sighed. I'd missed Emmet, and Emmet missed me. But, the Edward I was, was still with Bella, I'd never left her, she owned part of my soul. I hadn't been the same since she left. I couldn't be.
Bella POV
Stupid bitch! Stupid, stupid bitch! I hate her! I hate her, did I mention I hated her, yeah? Well I'll say it again, I hate Tanya Denali! She made me quit! Jack was all for firing Tanya but, no , good Bella couldn't let all the money Edward was paying him to keep her go to waste. So now, because of my good side I was jobless. And single. And what do jobless single people do on a Friday night? They get drunk. Very, very drunk.
Four and a half hours later I was sitting on a barstool chatting to the barman.
"He doesn't even deserve me. The pay was crap. I was close to quitting anyways." I slurred. The barman raised his eyebrows sceptically. This annoyed me.
"Think I'm lying do you?"
The barman fell silent and shook his head.
"Yeah, you better be quiet, smart ass." I mumbled, shoving my glass in front of him and silently asking for a refill. He filled it up grudgingly and I downed it in one, before putting it in it's place and downing another one.
Edward POV
There she was. My angel, drinking herself under the table. I strode over and boldly told the barman to serve her no more alcohol. Her bloodshot eyes turned to stare at me. I smiled and she snorted asking for another drink. The barman looked very scared. On the one hand he had a very drunk female that would, no doubt get hurt id he left her on her own. And on the other, a man who looks like he could floor him before he called time-out. Tricky, very tricky. I made up his mind.
"Bella, your coming to mine, your going to sleep off this hangover." I said sternly.
"I don't need your help!" She spat and walked off, but not before collapsing in the middle of the bar. I picked her up and took her to my car, praying that she wouldn't throw up on the seats.