A/N: Hey. I know the last chapter was short, sorry. I'm REEEEEEALLY working on that! I swear! This chapter isn't going to be much of anything exciting, this is kind of the explaining chapter.
Alice left me upstairs on the couch with Emmet. Emmet seemed a bit uncomfortable sitting next to me as I was crying, although I wasn't crying nearly as much as before. I had moved on to just laying there pathetically, for the most part.
Just ten minutes later, Edward forcefully opened the door of his room, and nearly ran inside. I almost forgot about what had happened when I saw him, but it didn't last long. He pulled me to my feet and wrapped his arms around my waste, kissing my neck as he did so. It made my heart quicken a bit, as usual.
"Bella..." His voice sounded tortured, as he said my name many times before pulling away, but still holding me very close. He looked carefully at my face, as I studied his. My fantasy from earlier this morning had come true. Edward stood before me, like a wonderful creature of my imagination, his skin embedded with diamonds from the sun coming through the window. His eyes were a bit lighter, but not much. They had moved to a golden brown color, but were dark, nonetheless . He was still hungry.
Emmet had left the room a moment ago, leaving Edward and I here by ourselves. We sat down, and he pulled me onto his lap. We seemed to be here a lot, these past few days.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. I should have never left you." He pleaded as he held me tight against his chest.
"No, Edward. Don't apologize." I murmured. "You have nothing to be sorry about." Despite how I was feeling, I managed to smile slightly.
"You're so forgiving, Bella. So sweet, and soft. How could I ever put you in that kind of danger? I should have done something about Erik before I left. Make sure everything was ready for me to leave."
"How could you even know what happened, Edward?" I asked, almost hysterically. I was angry with myself for letting it happen. I knew that I didn't deserve Edward in the first place. Someone like me to have someone like him? Unimaginable. But yet, here he was. And here I lay, although I shouldn't be. I tried to sit up, but Edward had a firm lock on my body, letting me move very little. I gave up struggling after a moment, and let my body go limp again across his chest, letting myself cry more.
For a while, Edward just stroked my shoulders comfortingly, but after a while he turned me so that I was lying on my back, and kissed my face until all of the tears were gone.
"What happened, then?" He asked quietly. I immediately began to panic. I knew that I had to tell him somehow, but I hadn't figured out how to do that yet. Should I tell him about Erik? I knew that I was going to tell him that it had something to do with him... but that I almost kissed him? I came so close to betraying Edward that it was frightening. And how could I ever tell him that I might just be feeling something for someone other than him? Not quite as strongly, of course, but I had only known Erik for about a week. Of course it wouldn't be as strong as what I had with Edward. But when I saw Erik...
"Bella?" Edward asked patiently.
The only reply I could think of was short, and very obvious.
"Erik." I said weakly.
"I see..." Edward said, unsurprised. But obviously he was hoping for a different answer. He stiffened up a bit, and his hands clenched into fists.
"He didn't hurt me, Edward." I told him, hoping that he wouldn't do something to unreasonable and severe.
"The what happened? Did he come here?" He asked, his voice becoming louder, but still soft.
"Yes..." I said hesitantly.
"Where was Alice?" He asked, obviously more and more infuriated by every word spoken. "Or Emmet?"
"They were downstairs. Please, don't blame them Edward. It was my fault. Alice told me not to go."
"Mmm..." Edward protested towards his siblings, but said nothing.
"Can I ask you something?" I reached up to touch his face, hoping to calm him down a bit. It worked. He looked at me and nodded, placing his hand on mine and moving down towards his neck. He shut his eyes.
"You said that you'd be in Erik's mind... Why did you not know where he was?" All my questions came in one rush. "And where was Carlisle when he left? And wouldn't Alice have had a vision about something that important? None of it makes sense." I sighed.
"That's partly why it's my fault, Bella. I should have listened more carefully to Erik's mind. But you see, when we're hunting... it's hard. We give in to our sense of smell, mostly, and it's very difficult to focus on anything else. I'm sorry... I should have payed more attention." I slid my hand out from under his, and placed my finger on his lips, not wanting to hear any more apologies when none of this was his fault.
"Only answer the questions." I told him, as he took his hand under his again. This time he moved it to his face, letting me feel the ice temperature of his skin.
"All right, love." He said, half smiling and leaning down a bit closer to my face. "Back to the questions."
"Alice's visions... They're not a sure thing. Usually, yes, she would have a vision about that kind of thing ... whatever that kind of thing is, but you can't always be positive.
"And why Carlisle let Erik come home, I have yet to find out. I'll be waiting for an answer on that one, myself." Edward stood up, moving me gently to the side.
"Does that answer all your questions?" He asked jokingly, and motioned for me to walk out beside him.
"Yes, it does. Thank you." No, actually. It didn't answer all of my questions, and my other questions were the ones that were killing me inside. I knew I couldn't ask Edward, though.
"And by the way, Bella," Edward said, opening the door for me. I stepped through it and into the large hallway. "I've still got a few questions myself."
A/N: Hey. Thanks for reading! And I know that I answerd the questions that the last chapter left (You may not have noticed them in the last chapter while you were reading, but still) extremely rushed and obviously, but it's the only way i could think of.
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