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Chapter Twenty Six- My Threat

EPOV

What I had just done hurt us both, there was no denying that. But what I was about to do, God I knew I was going to regret it.

I walked slowly to my office, breathing heavily.

As soon as I arrived, I knew what I had to do. Picking up the phone I dialled the number.

"Hello?"

"Jacob, I need your help."

BPOV

I didn't know what happened, I didn't want to know. Last night that dream was so real, so convincing. I knew something was wrong. I didn't want to quiz him on it, or yesterday for that matter. Some things were better left unsaid or untouched.

Edward's temper only gave me proof that something was up, his constant mood swings giving it all away.

When he said walked away from me, speaking those ruthless words in a deathly tone, I couldn't stop the tears from escaping.

I ran into the bathroom and sobbed into a towel for a good five minutes, my constant scream muffled by the fabric. Things were changing.

I tried to tell myself that I was over reacting and something had just happened to him, perhaps to do with his work or even thirst. But I knew I was lying outright to myself. I also knew that if I asked, there were slim chances of me getting and answer.

Pull yourself together Bella, what would he say if he found you like this?

And the voice inside my head was right, I didn't like to appear weak or venerable to anyone, my attempts, however, were wasted on Edward. He knew me like no one else.

I stood up from my corner and undressed from his shirt that still smelt amazingly of him. I pressed it to my nose and devoured the scent, only to find it brought a scared lump to my throat. I hastily dropped it and climbed into the shower, letting the water rush down my back at a high speed.

My head stayed under there for a good ten minutes before I worked up the strength to reach out for the shampoo and conditioner. When I was done, I got out and wrapped a towel around me. I then went to the sink and brushed my teeth.

I wonder if Edward's men had brought the clothes.

Thinking about him again pained me, so I ignored it and went to the bathroom door and opened it.

"EDWARD!" I yelled, almost dropping the towel in shock. He was standing there, clothes in hand, staring at me as if I was a display in a museum. I felt even more insecure than I had before, only dressed in a towel that just about made it to my thighs.

I clutched my towel praying that it wouldn't slip somewhere to reveal something that I would prefer not revealed in the current situation.

Edward composed himself again and held out the pile of clothes in his hand.

"Your clothes," he stated flatly. I walked slowly up to him, desperately grasping the towel and trying to keep at least some of my dignity by attempting not to fall over. Well that was going to happen…

He caught me at I tripped over thin air, I wasn't sure if I had exposed myself to him, but I didn't care at this precise moment. He was holding me, at a slightly awkward angle it was true, seeing I was inches away from the floor, but nevertheless he was holding me.

My gaze never left his. He looked at me pleadingly, trying to make me understand something. By the confused look on my face, he knew I didn't get it. In one swift movement I was on my feet, clothes were pressed on my hands and Edward was walking away from me. My hurt turned rapidly to anger.

"I thought you weren't going to bother to bring this to me. All your 'men' busy? Or maybe you just ate them too."I inwardly cursed myself for the malice held in my voice.

He stopped abruptly and flinched, other than that there was no reaction. My insides boiled with fury and I decided to push myself a bit further.

"What's your problem Edward? You're mood swings are driving me insane. What's the matter? Male Vampire on their period?"

"I would not say such things if I were you," his voice came out emotionless. This impossibly angered me even more; nothing I was saying seemed to be having any effect upon him.

"Why, what are you going to do?" I hissed.

His voice came out infuriatingly calm.

"I'm not going to do anything, Isabella."

"Don't call me that."

"It's your name."

"Edward, please, why are you doing this? One minute we're fine and the next you're not even looking at me. Look at me, damn it," I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes. He turned slowly, his eyes narrowed. His body tensed.

"Why?" I repeated.

"It's like you said. I'm a vampire."

Then he was gone. The door slammed shut, startling me. I fell to the floor, the sobs escaping once again. Then they stopped immediately. What if he was outside listening to my pathetic cries? I wasn't going to be the victim here. I wasn't going to show any weakness in front of him. Come on, Bella, sort this out yourself. Boy's are useless, scared of emotion, you do it yourself. I stood up and got dressed. Edward had given me a hoodie and jeaggins. They smelt faintly of his touch. It hurt me internally whenever I breathed it in.

Then, slipping my sandals on, I marched to the door. I turned it and pulled. Stupid vampire closed it so bloody hard that it jammed the door. I pulled it again, harder. Then I realized, it wasn't jammed, it was locked. He had locked me in. I took a deep breath before yelling at the top of my voice:

"EDWARD CULLEN OPEN THIS DOOR NOW."

I got no reply. I waited another thirty seconds, to see if he would. Nope. Ugh.

"EDWARD OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR THIS INSTANT."

Again, my words echoed around me. He had to be able to hear me, he just had to. He's a vampire for God's Sake.

One last time, I'll try.

"I'M SERIOUS EDWARD IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW…"I trailed off threateningly. Why had he locked me in? Was something wrong? Maybe this was all down to some sort of problem or stress, perhaps from the Volturi and he needed me out the way for a bit. Yeah, that was it. I was over reacting completely.

I knew I was lying to myself. I needed to talk to Edward and I needed to talk to him now.

I ran to the balcony and looked down. Three floors. There was nothing to hold on to either, I couldn't just climb down somewhere. I would probably fall. Fall to my death. Wait, I just gave myself an idea. I remembered the influence I had over Edward before, I hoped it would work now.

"EDWARD IF YOU DON'T COME HERE IN FIVE SECONDS I WILL JUMP OFF THIS BALCONY."

God, I do not believe I am threatening a vampire.

"ONE…TWO… THREE…FOUR…FI-"

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