Blood & All Chapter 21, a twilight fanfic

Bella P.O.V

I drove back to Forks in a rush, stopping only to eat and pulling to the side of the road in

and sleeping in my truck whenever my eyes grew heavy and tired. A million drive

throughs I finally arrived back home, I was so happy! I missed Edward so much! I parked

the truck and got out, locking the car with a beep and swinging open the door, Rosalie

sprang out looking terrified. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Where's Edward?" I barreled up

past her and she tried to block the door, "You don't want to go in there," she whispered

nervously, her eyes darted around as if she were waiting for something to pop out at her

at any second. "Rosalie, please move," I said. She shook her head, I shoved past her

getting extremely impatient and slammed the door open. I opened my eyes wide with

disbelief, a girl with long wispy brown hair had Edward in a vise like grip, her fingers

curled in his hair and she moaned, she was only in a bra and a skirt. Edward sprang from

her and looked like a deer caught in headlights, topaz eyes wide in surprise and slightly

glazed. Anger surged through me and I turned away from him abruptly and looked at the

girl, she resembled me in a way, except she had poutyer, fuller lips that were as of now

smirking at me and she had more curves than a winding road. I turned back and looked at

Edward, he was standing perfectly still, an odd expression on his face that I couldn't read,

waiting for me to say something, instead I turned and fled.

I ran out of the house, there was no way I could stay here right now, I went to the only

other place I could think of, Charlie's house. I just wasn't sure if he'd let me in. I lifted

my hand to knock on the door and it swung open. "Dad," He surprisingly hugged me

right then, and I sucked in a lungful of air in shock, then I hugged him back tightly. He

stepped back after a few moments blushing and looking embarrassed, we're not very

good with emotional stuff. I waited expectantly and he said, "Listen Bella, I'm sorry, I

shouldn't have been so quick to judge Edward and I'm sorry I turned away in your time

of need." I felt tears prickle my eyes and smiled trying to stop the rush of tears that I

knew would flood soon, "You were right about Edward dad," I whispered. He hugged me

again, awkwardly then I fled upstairs. I felt the tears flood and stream down my cheeks

and then I threw myself on the bed and had a nice long sob, and the idea that I might have

to break up with Edward mad me sob even harder.

Thursday night, everything's fine
Except you've got that look in your eye
When I'm telling a story, and you find it boring
You're thinking of something to say

You'll go along with it, then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends
Then I'll use that voice that you find annoying
And say something like,
"Yeah, intelligent input, darling.
Why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitch
And everyone we're with will be embarrassed
And I won't give a shit

My fingertips are holding onto
The cracks in our foundation
And I know that I should let go, but I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't

You said I must eat so many lemons
'Cause I am so bitter
I said, "I'd rather be with your friends, mate,
'Cause they are much fitter."

Yes, it was childish
And you got aggressive
And I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up

Your face is pasty
'Cause you've gone and got so wasted
What a surprise
Don't want to look at your face, 'cause it's making me sick

You've gone and got sick on my trainers
only got these yesterday
Oh my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this

Well, I'll leave you there 'till the morning
And I purposely won't turn the heating on
And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one

And every time we fight I know it's not right
Every time that you're upset and I smile
I know I should forget, but I can't