Chapter Twenty- Eight
The slightly paniced edge in his voice caused me to sit up in alarm. When I looked over at Edward, he was looking at Carlisle, reading his thoughts to try to figure out what was going on. The intense stare they held told me something was up, and whatever it was, no matter how bad it was going to be, I was going to find out.
"What?" I asked, getting slightly annoyed, looking back and forth from Carlisle to Edward. "Can you please tell me what's up?"
"Alice had a vision," Edward said, not taking his eyes off of Carlisle, who was still standing in the doorway. "I have it from here, Carlisle. Thank you."
Carlisle nodded at Edward and then turned to walk away, closing Edward's door behind him. When I knew he was downstairs, I turned to Edward and said, "Okay. What was that about?" I raised an eyebrow at him and watched as he sighed and leaned back on the bed so that he was on his back, starring at the ceiling.
"Alice had a vision about what?" I asked, eagerly, wanting to know what I could, and now.
Edward turned his eyes to look at me. "She had a vision, but she isn't sure of the origin. All she saw was twisted metal, smoke, and Charlie. But he isn't hurt. He was just, there, looking over the car or truck or whatever it was. She's... worried."
"Worried..." I paused to gulp a little, "that it might be me?"
Edward just nodded and looked at the ceiling.
"But she isn't positive, correct?"
"Correct."
"And she isn't clear of what she saw, or whether or not it was even a car, correct."
"Correct, but Bella I-"
I put my finger on his lip to silence him. "Then don't worry about it. Alice's vision's are subjective. It's isn't a sure thing that this will happen, or even to me. Maybe someone else has a car crash or something and Charlie get's called out to help. That's happened before. He always gets called out for when there is an emergency." I cupped his cheek and pushed my hand slightly so he was looking at me. "You won't let me get hurt, Edward. You won't let me die."
He nodded. "I know, but just the thought of anything happening to anyone here in Forks is heartbreaking. I don't want the possibilty that it could be you, so from now on, I'm driving you everywhere. I don't care where, or what time of day it is. You are not getting in a vehicle alone. I won't allow it."
I supressed a groan, knowing that he was right and I just should ride with him. At least until he trusts that nothing will happen and will let me drive on my own again. Hopefully that won't be too long from now.
"Don't worry about me," I said, dropping back down on the bed so I was laying like I was previously, being carefuly as not to disturb Mason, who was still in the center of us.
"It's kinda of hard not to," he said with a slight, forced chuckle that made be cringe. He was putting up this facade to make me happy now, and it worried me a little. But what was t he point of worrying? "Just promise me you won't drive without me. Just until this all simmers down and Alice see's something else to make me a little more... positive about the whole thing."
I nodded, smiling slightly, but still worried on the inside. "I guess we have a reason for me to live here now, eh?" I nudged him a little with my elbow, but he just looked at me, and I could tell my joke had ran thin, and that he didn't really find it that funny. I sighed. "Please, try to lighten up. I don't like it when you act like this."
He closed his eyes and cupped my cheek. "I'm sorry it's just..." He stopped himself, shook his head, opened his eyes and looked at me. "Just forget it. You're right. We don't know if it's you. And as long as I'm by your side, nothing will happen. Just promise me you won't drive anywhere without me."
"I promise."
I nodded, not wanting to say anything more about it from there, because I just knew that it would make Edward worry even more. I mean, it's not like I'm not worried, but there's only so much I can do. And limited where I drive and who I drive with is about as good as it will get at this moment.
I put my head on Edward's arm and one of my hands on Mason's chest as he slept. "I really do want to move in with you."
I closed my eyes, feeling the cold rise up off his granite body, cooling me off. "Whenever you're ready to move in, you are more than welcome. This bed is big enough for the two of us, and Mason."
I closed my eyes and pressed my head into his chest, feeling the nice coldness that it produced. "If it's okay with the rest of your family, I'd like to move in as soon as possible. I mean, why wait, if this is what we really want?"
"The sooner the better," he said quickly, nodding his head. "Anything to keep you close to me, so I can make sure you and Mason sre both safe. Whenever you're ready, I'll be here, waiting for you."
I looked up at him, still laying down, our eyes meeting. The strange tingle I feel each time our eyes connect rushed through my viens, making me feel lightheaded and dizzy, just for a moment. "I want to move in tonight."
He grinned and kissed my forehead. "Sounds good. But what about Charlie? Won't he be mad?"
"Hell yeah he'll me bad. But I don't care at the moment. I want what's best for me and Mason. Charlie always used to tell me that if I new what I wanted, I should go get it, no matter what it takes. He'll come around and realize that this is what's best. I know he will."
"I'll help you get your stuff later. I just want to hold you for a little while now." He tightened his grip just a little and brough be close to him, still watching out for little Mason who was alsleep between us.
It was silent then for a little while as I just stayed in Edward's arms. It was just like it used to be before everything came crashing down -or so I thought. But now that everything was good again, nothing was stopping us from being together in each other's arms.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I suddenly blurted, "Jacob and Alyssa were going to have sex."
"What?" Edward asked, his eyes bugling a little. "They were going to have sex?"
I nodded and rolled my eyes. "I sorta... walking in on them before things got too far. But I know they were going to do it, and Jacob knew it, whether or not he would actually admit it. I asked him if he had a, you know, condom," I couldn't help but blush a little as I said this, "and he said no. And when I asked if he would have actually did it, he said he didn't know. But I mean, I know they would have."
"Sex is... a big responsibilty," he said. "I'm glad they didn't do it, though. I mean, Jacob's a little too... I don't know, but I know he wouldn't be ready. And Alyssa has a daughter of her own, right?" I nodded, and he sighed. "I know she wouldn't want that over again, as much as she loves her daughter to death."
I nodded, understanding completely where he was coming from. "Yeah, but I think she realizes now. When I walked in, she left almost right away, off to get Madison or something. Hopefully she and Jacob can talk a little more about it before deciding to actually do anything."
I watched as Edward gently squirmed off the bed, carefully trying not to wake Mason, who was still alseep. When he was on his feet, he reached down and scooped Mason into his arms. He stirred for a minute before settling back down. Then Edward looked at me and said, "Follow me. I want to show you something."
I gave him a confused look before getting up and walking with him out into the hall. "What are you showing me?"
He looked over at me and grinned. "I wasn't going to show you for another little while, but since you are already moving in, I thought now was a good time."
"What is it?" I laughed, trying to cover up the fact that I was extremely anxious to see what was going on. Then when Edward stopped outside a door at the very end of the hallway, I asked, "What is this?"
He placed his hand on the doorknob. "It's not completely finished yet, I still need to add a few more things. But for the most part, it's completed."
I was braced for...well, the truth is, I really didn't know what to be braced for. But when he opened the door to reveal the light blue walls and cream colored carpet, my mouth hung open, my eyes buldged, and I began to stammer, "W-W-Wha-"
I stopped talking and just looked. To the right of the room was a crib made out what looked to be cherry wood, completed with a light blue covering that had some kind of design on it. To the left of the room was a matching changing table and dresser, and straight ahead, a little to the right of the window, was a rocking chair. It all looked so nice, so right, that all I could do was gape. Even the drapes, which were all white and lace, looked so perfect and in place. I noticed on the dresser there was a picture, and as I studied it closer, I realized it was a picture of Edward and I before he left. It was right next to a picture of Mason when he was awake, smiling brightly at whoever took the picture.
When I turned to Edward, I said, "You did this?"
He nodded. "Well, me and Alice did it together. I'm not that good with a paint brush, but other than that, I did it alone. I wanted to have a room in here for when Mason would stay the night, but now that you're moving in, I guess it's good that the nursery is done, eh?" He nudged me and winked. I walked over and ran my finger along the perfectly dusted dresser, still eyeing the pictures.
"You did a good job," I said kindly. When I turned to face the crib, I saw the mural of a little rainforest. "Alice is really good with a brush. This art work is amazing."
He nodded, looking where I was looking. "She only does it for fun, but she is really good. It took me a while to convince her to do it."
"It came out amazing."
Edward nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Mason started to whimper, finally waking up from his little nap. Edward quickly started to bounce him. "Well, hello there, sleepy." He held him out so he was facing the dresser. "Do you like your new room, buddy?" He laughed when Mason did, and I couldn't help but let a little giggle escape my lips.
When Mason reached his tiny arms out for me, I reached up and took him, saying, "Looks like someone wants their mommy." I rocked him up and down for a second, then looked up at Edward. "I still can't believe you did this for him."
"He's my son, I'd do anything for him," he said as he reached over smoothed some of Mason's hair with his thumb. Mason looked up at him and laughed, and I leaned down to kiss the top of his head.
"Let's see if he likes his new bed," I said, going tot he opposite sides of the room and placing him in the crib. He was silent for a while, just looking up at us and getting comfortable in the new surrounding. Then he started to laugh and kick his legs up, doing all the stuff little babies do when they're happy. I looked at Edward and said, "I think he likes it."
"I think so too," he chuckled, snaking his arm around my waist and pulling me close as we peered into the crib were Mason lay, still awake.
This was perfect.
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"I can't do this."
We were parked outside of Charlie's house in Edward's silver Volvo. My breathing was a little erratic, due to the fact that I was nervous beyond belief. I mean, how would I walk in there and expain to Charlie that I was moving out, and now? I don't think there's a way to break the news to him, especially now, but it's what I want.
"It's what you want, isn't it?"
I nodded my head up and down quickly, making sure he knew that this is what I wanted to do. I didn't want him to think I was flunking out last minute. I guess that was a downside of having him not know what I was thinking.
"You go in and talk to Charlie, then head up to your room. I'll be there getting Mason's things packed into some of these duffle bags." Edward motioned to the backseat where seven large duffle bags lay. "Hopefully we can be in and out in twenty minutes."
I gulped and nodded. "Okay. I can do this, I know I can. But I'm scared... Charlie was so nice to let me come live with him when I asked, and now I'm just... moving out."
He leaned over and kissed my forehead, taking my cheek into his hand as he looked me in the eyes and said, "I know you can do this. I'm going to be there with you every step of the way." He kissed my forehead once more, and then got out of the car. I exhaled and put my hand on the doorknob before qucikly getting out of the car, looking at Edward (who gave me a very enthusiastic smile, all seven duffle bags in tow), and heading up the front steps. When I looked back at Edward, seconded guessing myself as to whether or not I could do this, I noticed he was gone, already done packing one duffle bag. Then I turned back to the door and opened it, walking into the familar place that I once called home.
"Dad?" I called out as I stepped over the treshold, not bothering to take of my shoes or jacket, knowing I wouldn't be here for long. When I saw Charlie appear from the living room, I felt the bile rise in my mouth.
"What's up, Bells?" he asked, beer in one hand, the remote in the other.
I gulped again, the lump that formed in my throat increasing. "I'm just here to get my things."
When I saw his face pale and his eyes go a little wider, I felt bad for even thinking about putting him through this. But a part of me knew he was going to get over it sooner or later.
"W-Why do you need your things?" he asked, stammering a little, though he knew what was going on.
I walked past him, stopping at the end of the stairs. "I'm going to go and live with Edward for a while, remember?" I said "for a while" to hopefully give him some kind of relief, hope that I wouldn't be gone for long. "I just need a few minutes to get my things."
"Where's Mason?" he asked quickly, his voice raising slightly.
I closed my eyes, my hand on the banister. "He's with Esme and Carlisle, now can I please go and get my stuff?" I took three steps up and stopped, wondering why Charlie didn't say anything, before turning back around to face him. "Just don't be mad." My voice was just a whisper.
Before he got a chance to anwser, I turned and ran up the stairs and into my room, shutting the door behind me.
Edward had three of the seven duffle bags filled with Mason's clothes and blankets, diapers and pacifiers, and baby bottles. Everything he would need was in those bags. I quickly rushed to the side of the room and grabbed a rocking chair, sticking it against the doorknob so Charlie wouldn't be able to open it. Then I went to one of my dressers, grabbed whatever was in it, and shoved it onto an open duffle bag. I continued to that, with Edward's help, until all bags were nearly filled.
"Can you pass me teddy bear?" I asked, referring to the one on my bed, the one that I slept with everynight. Edward nodded and zoomed to my bed so quickly that he was nothing but a blur before passing the bear to me. I shoved it into the bag and zipped it up.
I ignored Charlie's voice from the other side of the door and took a moment to look around the room. My dressers were empy, everything on top of them was swiped into a bag to take the Cullen's house, and mostly all of Mason's things were swiped from my room.
But it was for the best, and that's all that mattered.
I ignored Charlie's voice from the other side of the door, asking me to open up, to talk to him before I made a desion like this. But the truth was, I had already made my choice, and he wasn't going to stop me.
"I can take you through the window, if you like," Edward said, going over and opening the window when I nodded. All of the duffle bags were somehow attached to him, and as he hauled his two legs out of the window, he turned back to me, his arms open. I held a finger up at him, telling him to wait for just a moment, and went over to my dresser were all I left was a few blank note books,
some old stickers, some pens and pencils, and an empty pack of gum. I took a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote, in my sloppy handwriting:
I'm sorry for doing this, Dad, but it's for the best.
We'll be in touch soon, I promise.
I love you,
Bells
I put the paper in plain view on my dresser, tooka breath, and then walked over to Edward, who was sitting, his legs hanging out of my window, waiting for me. I quickly got myself situated into his arms, and closed my eyes as we dropped to the ground without so much as a sound.
Then, when I was safely on my feet, I said, "I feel so bad."
Edward nodded, gesturing me to go to the car, quickly. "I feel bad, too, but we need to hurry, cause he's about thirty seconds away from coming out that door."
I picked up my pace and got into the car, waiting as Edward quickly shoved the bags into the trunk. Then he got into the car, started up the engine, and away we went. But it still didn't stop me from seeing Charlie through the side mirror, standing on the porch, his hand over his brow. And I knew at that moment, he was wishing I was staying home with him.
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