Chapter Seven: The Ladies Club
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Isabella Swan November 3, 2006
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Swan for inviting us to your club," said Esme flashing a beautiful smile.
"Well, I thought this would be a grand time to get to know you better," said my mother smiling. We walked down the halls of the club and I feeling bored, Rosalie glared at me, but Alice looked nice. She smiled at me and didn't glare. We walked around and listened as my mother and Esme talked to each other. Everywhere we went, Rosalie got looks because of how showy her dress was. Alice and Esme had both nice dresses but you can tell that they were expensive.
"Why don't we play a friendly game of croquet?" asked my mother heading outside. So we all started to play. My mother had blue, Esme had orange, Alice had yellow, I had green, and Rosalie had black. The game started off good, my mother squealed when she got her ball through a wicket. Alice was the first to win, then my mother. Esme was going to be next and Rosalie and I were tied. It was Rosalie's turn and she smacked my ball far away all most in the woods. She smirked at me. Esme was next and she had finished. It was my turn; I hit the ball hard and hit Rosalie's foot.
"Oh, I am so sorry," I said rushing over, doing my best not to fall. Rosalie glared and walked over to her ball. I walked over to the others then I heard the click of the mallet hitting the ball, then I felt a sharp pain to the back of my head. I stumbled a little trying not to fall.
"Bella are you alright?" asked my mother rushing over to me.
"She should sit down," said Esme gently taking my hand walking me inside to a chair. Her hand was cold but nice. I saw Alice glare at Rosalie. I sat down in the seat. My head was spinning. I closed my eyes trying to make the world stop spinning.
"I think she will be alright," said Alice.
"Ah, Renee there you are," I heard my father's voice, "What happened to Bella?"
"She was hit in the head with a croquet ball," said Esme so sweetly, "Carlisle can you look at her?" Carlisle who is Carlisle, oh, Carlisle must be Dr. Cullen. I then felt a cold hand on the back of my hand where the ball hurt.
"Isabella, can you hear me?" asked Dr. Cullen. I nodded my head.
"Can you open your eyes?" asked Dr. Cullen. I slowly opened my eyes to see Dr. Cullen standing in front of me. To the right of him as Esme and the left was Edward. He looked very worried and his eyes kept flashing to Rosalie and glared at her.
"Well, everything ok with you Isabella, just a headache is all," said Dr. Cullen smiling. I gave him a weak smile.
"We were going to go horseback riding but since Bella hurt her head, I guess we will go home," said my father looking sad that he didn't get too spent more time with Dr. Cullen.
"No, I'm fine, I will stay here and you can go horseback ridding," I said quickly.
"I will stay will Bella so she doesn't get lonely," said Edward smiling.
My mother looked like she was going to say something but my father spoke first, "Wonderful." They left but, my mother kept looking behind her shoulder at Edward.
"I'm sorry about what Rosalie did to you," said Edward taking a seat next to mine.
"It's alright," I whispered looking down at the ground.
I felt Edward's cold hand gently grabbed my chin tilting my head to look at him, his breathtaking golden eyes stared at me with some feeling, but I can't name it, the look for him is new to me.
"It is not alright, you got hurt and now I feel bad because I wasn't there," he whispered into my face, sending a breath of his mouthwatering smell making my heart beat madly.
I started blushing, "You can't always be there, Edward."
"I would like to always be there thought," he whispered, still staring into my eyes. I was once again trapped by him with his eyes. I never wanted to look way for this golden heaven. I then realized that I would like it if he was always there too. I blushed at my thought. Then I thought about what Jacob had said about knowing what they are.
"Edward," I whispered.
"Yes, Bella," he whispered oh so sweetly it made my heart melt. I liked it when he said my name. Every time he did my heart would beat wildly.
"Do you know a Jacob Black?" I asked.
His brows went up and he looked confused, "Yes, why? Do you ask, Bella?"
"No reason, he is my carriage driver and he was just talking about you," I whispered.
"Talking about what?" he asked pushing the subject.
"Nothing really, about what a nice gentleman you are," I whispered. We kept talking until our families got back, then we left back to our homes. I thought a lot about Edward, I just couldn't get him off my mind. He was wonderful, but I got the feeling he was hiding something from me. I didn't like that feeling, but maybe he was hiding from for my own protection. All I knew was that there were two people that could answer my questions, one Edward himself, and two, Jacob.