Edward and Bella

Chapter 29

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EPOV: "Let him go, Edward," said a voice behind me. "I killed your brother."

I released Jacob and turned to my brother's murderer, ready to end him.


BPOV:

"I love you," I heard him murmur to me. My heart soared at those words.

"I love you, too," I replied, and then felt his lips on my own. I kissed him back eagerly, but he broke off too soon.

"I'll be back," he said, and then disappeared. I sighed, not wanting him to go, but I could understand why he needed to go.

Emmett. Even though I didn't know him, my eyes welled up thinking of him. He got killed because he was protecting me. Well, the fight ended with no one getting hurt, but still. . .

Why? Why did he go back? Did he want to get killed? Did he enjoy fighting?

And Rosalie. The way she mourned for him. It was like it was herself dying a thousand times over and over again.

There was so much I didn't understand about the Cullen family, I suddenly realized. So much that I wanted to know.

It seemed like a terrible time for me to be with Edward, with Emmett suddenly dying and Jacob almost killing me—I shuddered at the memory—but deep down, I was happy.

I was happy that he chose me; that he fell in love with me.

I sighed once more, knowing that I had to get inside the house. Charlie would be freaking out at my absence; I assumed he knew about the fight and what happened with Jacob.

I turned around and slowly opened the door and stepped into the darkness.

Confused, I pressed my hand against the wall, feeling for the light switch.

When I turned the lights on, I found Charlie sitting at the dinner table, glaring at me.

"Where the heck have you been?" he demanded, rising from the chair.

I closed the door and braced myself to face his anger.

"I heard from Billy that you left La Push with vampires." He snarled the word.

"Did you tell you why?" I retorted, angry. He only cared that I was with vampires, and not if a vampire saved my life. Or if I had been nearly killed.

He dropped his gaze. "Yes," he said softly.

Things were quiet for a while, Charlie continuing to look at the ground, and me reliving the memories of Jacob.

No, I wasn't afraid of werewolves—just like I wasn't afraid of vampires. But that was before I saw Jacob in his wolf form, snarling and growling at me. That image haunted me now.

"He was new at that; he couldn't control his anger," Charlie softly defended him. Of course, I thought bitterly. Charlie would take their side.

However, it was my fault at almost being killed, I reasoned. I was so stupid to fight with him over me being with the Cullens. I had been told that they transform when angered.

"But I am thankful that Edward"—he nearly choked the word out, trying his best not to scowl when saying his name—"saved you."

I blinked at him. Did he actually thank Edward?

"But that's not the reason why I'm angry," he continued, and my hopes faded.

I waited for him to tell me why he was angry, and he finally explained.

"You went with a vampire!" he yelled, and my own anger flared.

"What did you want me to do then?" I countered angrily. That was why he was angry?

"Don't you know how dangerous a vampire is?" he demanded, completely ignoring my question.

"Did you want me to stay there?" I requisitioned.

Charlie didn't say anything, so I talked instead.

"What if Jacob went back for me because he was so angry? What would you have done, Charlie?"

I hoped he didn't get angrier when I said his first name. I looked at him; I didn't think he noticed.

"You could've gone with Sam! I heard that he was there!" He contradicted.

"What if I didn't want to?" I yelled, and suddenly knew it was a mistake.

Charlie's face turned almost purple from my comment. "You. Didn't. Want. To?" he managed to choke out.

"I don't know Sam," I said quietly, hoping that would be a good excuse.

"What do you mean you didn't want to?!" he shouted, his voice rising with every word.

"What if I wanted to go with the Cullens?" I yelled back, staring at him, not backing down from the argument.

"Why?"

"Maybe because I love Edward!"

"W-what?" Charlie mused, in shock.

Maybe I shouldn't have said that, I thought.

"Dad," I said slowly, thinking my words over carefully. "They aren't dangerous."

There; I resurfaced our old argument.

"Aren't dangerous?" he repeated, suddenly back to fury. "Of course they're dangerous, Bella! How many times do I have to tell you?"

"As many as you want, but I won't believe it, no matter how many times you tell me, because the truth is that they aren't."

"How do you know he isn't tricking you?" he claimed, still not lowering his voice.

"Because I know he loves me too!"

But as I said those words, I suddenly began to doubt even my own words. In truth, I wondered why he loved me, as he said he did. I was a plain human, nothing compared to the other beautiful vampires in the world, any one of them being the perfect match for Edward.

Only I'll worry about that later, I decided, focusing on Charlie.

"And I won't let your prejudices stand in the way of my love for him," I added as a last comment before walking around him and up the stairs and into my room. He didn't follow me.

Once in my room, I walked over to my window and opened it, flinching when the cold air hit my face. I leaned out slightly, thinking of when Edward came into my room through that window.

I sighed, and glanced into the moonlit night, wondering when he would come back. Or if he would come back. Somehow I knew that something bad would happen tonight.


Well, I'm so sorry that it wasn't in Edward's POV, but I had to get Bella's POV in there. The next chapter, I promise, will be when we find out who killed Emmett.

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