A/N: New chapter up! Yay!
Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. I just own more than one copy of the Twilight series.
BPOV
As Angela and Ben got settled in my room, I was in Edward's, changing into other clothes. I knew I had an extremely long day ahead of me and I wanted to be as comfortable as possible. Edward was in the bathroom, taking a shower. There was a knock on the door and I quickly answered it.
"So, this is where you're staying," Angela mused, taking in a big eyeful. I slipped out of the room, shut the door behind me.
"I haven't spent a night away from him. Ang, it's bad." I proceeded to fill her in, waiting as Ben had to be informed when he finally stepped out of the bedroom.
"Jesus, it's worse than what I thought." Ben said, slumping in a dining room chair. I moved the three of us to the kitchen, just in case Edward wanted to catch some sleep.
"Tell me about it." I mumbled, my face in my hands. Angela reached over and squeezed my hand.
"It makes it even worse when you're in love with him, doesn't it?" I nodded in my hands and let out a long breath. The room was silent for a while, all three of us sitting at the table, thinking. Angela was the first to talk.
"I think we should get started with reviewing. If you're up to it," She added at the end, glancing at me meaningfully.
"I can handle it. Alice set up a room for us to use, next to Edward's office. I'll show you."
I rubbed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. I had been listening to EVPs, electronic voice phenomena, for the past four hours and then started watching the mini-DVRS I had set up in each room. Angela and Ben were fast asleep on the couch, after both had watched hours of video themselves. I finished one tape and picked up the one I had labeled "E's Bedroom". I didn't want Angela or Ben to watch it, thinking it was almost an invasion of Edward's privacy.
I watched as both Edward and I got up from the bed, dressed and left the room, and the hours afterwards were extremely boring, but I had to watch in case Jacob made an appearance at all. Both of us entered the bedroom and began getting ready for bed. I had never noticed before that Edward slept right up behind me, his arm draped across my hips. I must be out before my head hits the pillow. The screen went out of focus for a moment and then a large black shadow appeared at the foot of the bed. I stiffened in my chair, hands gripping the armrests tightly. The shadow circled the bed, circled Edward. I watched in silent horror as the shadow engulfed him, disappearing with each inhale he made. Edward's body went stiff and then levitated off the bed almost a foot and his body arched in a sickening, inhuman way. His mouth opened in a scream, but no sound came out. And the entire time I'm asleep, not noticing a thing. His body twisted and contorted in the air, like a disturbing ballet. He finally fell back down to the bed, the sheet settling back over him.
"Oh my God," I whispered, absolutely terrified. The investigator in me was ecstatic-I had actually gotten a demonic possession on film, while the other normal part of me was disgusted. My stomach lurched and I clamped a hand over my mouth, sprinting down the hallway to the bathroom. I barely made it. I knelt in front of the toilet, retching. When there was nothing else left in me, I slumped against the wall and closed my eyes. What played behind my lids made me begin to dry heave and I hunched over the toilet. Cool hands brushed back my hair and rubbed my shoulders.
"Hey, you okay? What happened?" Edward whispered, pulling me into his lap. He grabbed a rag and wiped my mouth with it. Tears spilled down my cheeks and I clung to him. He mumbled nothings into my hair and rubbed my back.
"I saw it, I saw everything." I sobbed into his chest.
"Saw what? Tell me," I pulled back from him, wiping my cheeks with the back of my hands. I ran my fingers through his hair, trying to forget the images I had seen on the screen moments before.
"I put a camera in the bedroom and it recorded when…when you were possessed." He stiffened next to me, his eyes growing wide.
"Show me."
"No! No. I don't want you to see it," I said sternly, although my voice shook terribly.
"As your employer, I demand you let me see the video or I swear to God I'll fire you. Bella, damn it, let me watch it." My jaw dropped and I glared at him.
"And I have a right to deny you that privilege. I can withhold evidence from my client. And I don't think you, at this moment, can handle it. Please, Edward. Please don't make me show you it." I pleaded with him, tugging on his hair. He shook his head, and stood up.
"I'll meet you in your office. Clean yourself up, Bella." He said stiffly and left the bathroom. I sat stunned on the floor, unable to make a coherent thought.
EPOV
I heard someone running past my bedroom as I got ready for bed. Thinking it might've been Angela or Ben, I went to go check. To my surprise and shock, I found Bella heaving into the toilet. Her hair hung around her face and I brushed it back, holding it in one hand. I squeezed her shoulders comfortingly. I sat down beside and cuddled her in my lap.
"Hey, you okay? What happened?" I cleaned her face with a wet rag and watched as tears spilled down her face and she lost her composure. I rubbed her back and kissed her hair.
"I saw it, I saw everything." She cried against my shirt. Confused, I shook my head.
"Saw what? Tell me," She pulled away, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hands. I felt her fingers in my hair and she had a look of concentration on her face.
"I put a camera in the bedroom and it recorded when…when you were possessed." Shock filtered through me, then interest. I wanted to see it like I needed air. It would answer everything.
"Show me."
"No! No. I don't want you to see it," She said, her voice shaking. It angered me that she didn't want to show me my own fucking possession.
"As your employer, I demand that you let me see the video or I swear to God I'll fire you. Bella, damn it, let me watch it." I hated saying that, pulling that card out on her when she was like this. I'm such an asshole.
"And I have a right to deny you that privilege. I can withhold evidence from my client. And I don't think you, at this moment, can handle it. Please, Edward. Please don't make me show you it." She pleaded, tugging desperately on my hair. I stood up, walked towards the door.
"I'll meet you in your office. Clean yourself up, Bella." I said coldly and stalked to the office. I slammed the door, startling Angela and Ben awake.
"Edward? What's going on? Where's Bella?" Instantly alert, Angela sat up, pushing Ben off of her. I sat in the first chair I found and searched the table, finding my bedroom paused on a tiny screen. I rewound it and pressed play. I leaned back in the chair, staring intently at the screen. I didn't notice Angela and Ben stand behind me, or that Bella entered the room. Now I knew why Bella didn't want me to see this. When the scene stopped, I sat stunned. Angela and Ben were whispering fiercely behind me and Bella was sitting at my feet.
"See?" She whispered, her eyes closed.
"My family? Alice? What if they see this?"
"They won't, if I can help it."
"That was amazing. I've never seen anything like that in my whole life. Wait until the others see this, you'll be famous Bella." Ben said, his eyes wide with realization.
"Can we see it again?" Angela asked, glancing at both Bella and I. I looked over at Bella and she shrugged her shoulders.
"Doesn't matter anymore. Hell, let's upload it on YouTube so the whole damn world sees it!" She snarled and stalked out of the room; the entire room shook as the door slammed shut. Angela moved as if to go after her, but I was up and out of the room before she said a single word. I saw Bella go into our bedroom and I followed. She paced in front of the bed, grumbling to herself. When she saw me, her eyes turned fiery and her face turned red.
"Bella, I-"
"Don't speak. Don't say a single word. I asked you, no, begged you not to see that. I'm furious with you right now! I never show my clients anything until I believe they're ready to see it, are able to handle the images. You were not ready to see that and you…you…" Her face crumbled and tears fell down her face. She crossed her arms across her body and hugged herself tightly.
"You were in the air, and I was sleeping. Sleeping. I didn't do a damn thing because I was asleep. It makes me sick to see what happened to you and know that I didn't anything to stop it. You were in pain, Edward." Her voice was quiet and full of emotion. I walked towards her and wrapped my arms around her. She pressed her face against my shirt, her tears soaking through to my skin. I rocked her gently, kissing the top of her head.
"Shh….shh…you didn't know…I'm all right now. It's okay, love. It's okay,"
"No, it's not, Edward." I placed my finger under her chin, tilted her head up.
"It is." I whispered and kissed her lightly on the lips. Her breath caught and then her hands were in my hair. We tumbled back onto the bed, hands scrambling for purchase on each other's skin. I pulled her shirt up and over her head and she did the same with me. I rolled on top of her, stretching myself over the entire length of her. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her heels dug into my lower back. We both groaned at the contact. I pressed myself against her and she arched upwards. My mouth latched onto her neck and I bit her lightly. Her hands ran up and down my back, scratching my skin. With shaky hands, I tugged on her sweats, grinning as she kicked them off. She put her hands on my shoulders and shoved, flipping positions. She straddled my hips, her hair hanging down and framing her beautiful face. She unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs. She crawled back up my body with a devilish grin on her lips. All of a sudden, the room began to spin and Bella's face went in and out of focus.
"Bella," I wheezed, I felt as though someone kicked me in the stomach.
"Edward," She purred, and began to kiss my chest. I gasped for breath, hands digging into the comforter.
"Bella," I repeated and black spots filled my vision.
"Edward!" She cried out. It was the last thing I heard before my world went dark.
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