A/N: Thanks Sherry x
Chapter 37
"Hey!" Edward called, bringing me back to the present. I shuddered, trying to shake off that awful memory. "Where did you go?" he asked, as he worriedly cupped my face, staring deep into my eyes.
"Nowhere," I answered as I leaned into his hand. "I just remembered how all of this came to be."
"Don't," Edward said, shaking his head. "Don't torture yourself like that."
"If you hadn't," I cried. "If you hadn't rescued me, then a fight wouldn't have broken out. They wouldn't be against one another. That is the reason Jacob hates me. Why Paul hated me. What if there are others that still blame me? I thought we had gotten past this. I thought I had proven myself to your people, but obviously I was wrong. They still blame me for the death of your father… of your mother, and the other twenty-six people that died that day."
"If I hadn't rescued you then you wouldn't be alive," Edward said, his voice thick with emotion. "No one asked them to fight. My people chose to fight alongside me. My father chose to fight with me. If it hadn't been that fight then it would have been something else. There was already tension between our people. Aro was getting greedy, power hungry. He no longer had respect for our people. He only saw us an asset, a part of his collection. The people who matter know that and the others, I will sniff out and get rid of them. I will no longer tolerate anyone who sees you as the enemy. I have been too fair for far too long … I should have killed Jacob when I had the chance."
I sighed. I knew by the tone of Edward's voice that he had already made up his mind and there was no way he would let me change it.
"I'm going to find Edmund," I said, turning for the door. I had a strong urge to hold my son in my arms.
Edward nodded. "Send in Jasper and Emmett, we have a lot to discuss."