Bella POV
As we drove to the Cullens, Paul's knuckles turned dead white from holding the wheel too tightly.
"If he ever lays a hand on you, I'll rip him to shreds!" He growled as we pulled into the long driveway that led to the beautiful home. He got out of the car, slamming the door shut and coming on my side, opening the door.
"This place smells." Paul mumbled,"like rotten flesh."
I smacked Paul on the back of the head with my good hand. We walked up the stairs, before I even knocked Esme was at the door.
"Bella, it's so good to see you." She said hugging me. We broke apart as she took an unneeded breathe of air.
"What can I do for you?" She asked, I held up my swollen wrist.
"Oh dear." She said,"Carlisle!" I heard heavy but light footsteps coming this way.
"What happened, Bella?" Carlisle asked.
"Edward did this." I said, Paul growled as I said his name, also notifying Esme and Carlisle that he is here.
"Bella, Paul please come in." Esme said. We went into the big living room and waited for Carlisle to come back, since he went to get stuff for my wrist.
"Why would Edward do such a thing?" Esme sincerely asked since she doesn't know what he told me before they left.
"Before Edward left he told me I wasn't good for him, so when you all left I moved on to Paul." I explained," and when you all came back I guess his feelings for me came back with."
"I'll have a talk with him when he gets home." Esme said just as Carlisle walked in. He came over and put some ointment on it, then wrapped it up.
"It will heal in three to four weeks, come see me to make sure it's fully healed." Carlisle instructed. I nodded and got up from the couch, I hugged Esme then Carlisle good bye. Paul and I walked out of the house and to my truck, helping me in then getting in the drivers side.
"Now was that so bad?" I asked him.
"No." He said turning to me and kissing the top of my head. He started up the car and headed down the driveway, as we pulled out I saw Edward's Silver Volvo pull in. He stepped out and started to walk vampire speed towards the truck. Paul saw this and growled loudly, his knuckles turning white.
"Step on it, Paul!" I yelled. He shifted the gears, stomped on the gas and sped onto the road. When we got far away as possible he slowed down a bit.
"I will NEVER leave you, for him." I said to Paul, touching his arm with my good hand.
"Good." He said wrapping one arm around my shoulders pulling me closer to him.
"La Push" I questioned him, I really wanted to see Emily again.
"La Push." He agreed driving to La Push. I looked out the window, into the woods and saw a russet coloured wolf running along side of us, in the woods. Jake, he came to mind my best friend, him and I making mud pies when we were younger. He followed us to the border of La Push than turned a sharp right. Probably to meets us at Emily's.