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Chapter 25
Edward POV
I don't remember much of my Wednesday.
I left Bella's house heartbroken. By the time I got home I was pissed off again. Why hadn't she opened the door? If she didn't want me, she could just tell me. I wondered if her saying it would be less painful than feeling rejected with no reasons given. All I wanted was to love her. Why couldn't she let me?
Then I heard the phone ring, ignored it, and heard that fucking answer phone message.
Not a force on earth could have stopped me getting to her then. I ignored my Volvo and jumped right into my other car; stepping on the gas and speeding her through Forks; praying I wouldn't be too late. Who the fuck wanted to live so far outside of Forks anyway. Damn Esme and Carlisle; when this was over I was going to use my inheritance to buy myself a house next door to Bella's.
Bella.
By the time I got there, my heart and head had gone haywire. I didn't park properly, just swerved to a halt behind a Renault, and got my arse outta the car; racing towards the broken door. I thought I was too late. But I was lucky.
My heart broke when I saw the scene. Bella stood with her eyes closed; and some bastard stood in front of her, crowbar held above his head; about to come right down on my love.
So I did the only thing I could do, and tackled the fucker, yelling at Bella to get out. She didn't need to witness this; even if I managed to beat him, this was no place for a girl.
I could almost hear Bella's mental protest, before I felt myself hit the floor. I looked up into the guy's horrific face, before I felt him shoved off me, and heard the sound of a spray. Pepper spray, I could smell it. I grabbed Bella's arm and shoved her backwards; too roughly. I felt a stab of guilt before I saw James and it disappeared. I took him down again, punching his fucking face in.
Punch
He tried to kill Bella
Punch
He almost killed Bella
Punch
I haven't even told Bella I love her yet
Punch
Bella's face as she stood waiting to die
Punch
PunchPunch
I reached behind my and grabbed his leg.
Bella
I yanked upwards.
Snap.
I heard a small gasp behind me, and the red haze I was in disappeared. I pulled myself off James, who'd fainted.
I'd scared Bella.
I'd done it this time.
She'd never want to see me again.
"Bella", I whispered, walking towards her and holding my hands out to her. I sunk to my knees, and I heard my voice crack on her beautiful name. Bella.
I felt her fling her arms around me, and felt myself falling backwards. I wrapped my arms around her, so she didn't fall off, and cradled her as I hit the floor. She lay on my chest, sobbing into my shirt. Bella.
I remember pulling her into my lap.
I remember the sounds of a car door slamming, and the sounds of footsteps.
I remember hearing Charlie's petrified voice. I remember him calling Bella. And I remember him asking me what happened.
I could only shake my head, and clutch Bella harder. She did nothing but sob into me.
Charlie called out the cops, and I called Carlisle; telling him to collect me and Bella to go to the hospital.
I didn't know whether Bella was hurt. I was going to have some bruises, but I didn't think there was anything worse than that.
I remember carrying Bella to Carlisle's car, and sitting with her. Esme had come with him to check I was okay, and I handed her the keys to my Vanquish, telling her to take it home. I was fine.
It was the first night I spent with Bella, she fell asleep in my arms on a hospital bed. I watched her for hours before I dropped off as well.
It had been the worst day of my entire life.
But it was okay; because my Bella was going to be fine.
Bella.
A/n: Awh. Edward. Review?