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Chapter 14

Edward's POV

After dinner, Bella and I said our goodbyes and walked out of the restaurant. She walked closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder as we headed toward my car. I knew Bella was upset about the Jake situation, but Charlie and Billy had been friends since who knew when. I opened the door and helped her in; then I walked over and got in. Bella didn't look at me. As I was driving home, I placed my free hand on her thigh. I thought she would be happy to see him, but I guess I was wrong.

"Bella, is everything okay?" I asked, worried.

"I don't want to talk about it," she answered, as she wiped her eyes.

So we didn't say another word on the way home. I didn't want her to be crying or get more upset than she already was. She turned to me and gave me one of her fake smiles. I didn't know what went on outside of the restaurant. I did want to know though. He knew what she went through. Why would he beg her and follow her out? I knew what he was trying to do, but I knew Bella wouldn't take his shit. I was the one she turned to after the shooting. I didn't know how she could deal with him. I probably would have lost it.

We arrived at the house after about twenty minutes. I pulled into the driveway and parked the car. I walked over to her side and helped her out. Then we headed to the house. She took her key and unlocked the door. She opened the door and walked into the living room. I didn't know why she wasn't talking to me. I followed her into the living room and sat next to her.

"Bella, please - you don't seem like yourself again," I begged her.

"Okay, Jake he told me why I picked you- I told him to cut it out," she confirmed me.

"I knew he went after you, I should have followed him," I said holding her.

"No, you shouldn't have, it would have made things harder," she replied, as she rested her head on my chest.

"It will be okay, I'm here for you, " I whispered, as I rubbed her back.

I felt bad for her. Charlie told me when she went outside of the restaurant that he was really worried that she would try to do something to herself. I reassured him that I had an appointment for her to talk to Doctor Newton. I was going to call first thing in the morning to see if he could fit her in before next week. I looked down at her and she was sleeping. I didn't want to move because I didn't want to wake her up.

I took the remote and turned on the television to see what I could watch. There was nothing on that was worth watching, so I decided to see what was playing on Netflix. I was glad there was a good movie that I hadn't seen. I knew she was tired. If I knew she wouldn't wake up, I would move over so I could get comfortable. Just thinking about what her dad told me made me uneasy, I thought everything would be okay. I was about to close my eyes when I heard Bella groan. I tried to calm her down, but she put her hands up to block me from hitting her again.

"Honey, it's okay. Go back to sleep," I whispered, as I massaged her back.

She fell back to sleep, so I rested my chin on her head. I wished this hadn't happened to her, but it was too late. She knew she'd killed him, but it's not over for her. Would she try to hurt herself? If she loves me, she wouldn't try, would she? I didn't know, but I hoped not. I took a deep breath and tried to fall asleep.

An hour after the movie started, I finally fell asleep. I just hoped I could stay sleeping and not get woken up in a few hours. Not that I would get mad or upset, but it was rough getting her to go back to sleep. I held her so she could feel secure. I felt her hand touch mine. I thought she knew it was me.

"Edward, I am sorry about dinner, " she moaned, as she rolled around.

"Babe, it's okay," I reassured her.

"No, it's not, but I love you," she whined, as she opened one eye.

"I love you too, sweetie." I leaned down to kiss her.

It got me thinking, I really want to ask her again, and maybe she would say yes this time. I wanted her to be my wife and I knew she wanted me to be her husband. I looked down at her; she was sleep, so I decided to try to sleep. I fell asleep again, but when I was deep asleep, I was woken up to "Please Tyler, don't hit me." I jumped up and almost knocked Bella down.

"I am sorry, Bella," I whispered, as I helped her sit up.

"I had another bad dream," she cried as she looked down.

"It will be okay and you won't have those dreams much longer," I reassured her once again.

"I hope you're right," she moaned, as she wrapped her arms around me.

I held her as close as I could. She looked at me with a sexy smile. I knew she wanted to make love, but I was afraid that something would happen. Not that I would be upset or mad, but it's not a good idea after what had happened.

She knew how to push my buttons to change my mind. She pressed her lips against mine and her tongue slid into my mouth. She whispered in my mouth, "Come on, honey, I know you want to."

She knew what I would say, so she tried harder. This time, she pulled away from me and whined "Please, handsome," as she rose from the sofa and took my hand. She won once again about having sex. I sighed and followed her to her room.