A/N: I keep saying "Henry Clearwater." It's HARRY Clearwater….just to clear that up. And! I'm not Stephenie Meyer.
"You're supposed to be dead." I stuttered toward Harry. I had seen pictures of him around the house. He and my father would go on fishing trips. I remembered my dad taking me to the restaurant the night I got my truck. He had told me about how Harry had died and how hard it was on his two children and his wife. They seemed so sweet. I wondered if they were in on this scheme, too.
"So are you, sweetheart." He laughed darkly. I flinched at his words.
"Bella, don't talk to them." Edward told me sternly. I felt so guilty. If they wanted me then they could have me, but I didn't understand why they had to drag Edward, the love of my life into this.
"Calm down. Edward. Now, as for my story." Billy cleared his throat. Whatever he was about to say I knew I didn't want to hear it. It couldn't be good. I had spent the last month convincing myself that I was paranoid, and traumatized. That no matter how strange my dad's best friend seemed he wasn't involved in this. "You see, Bella. I used to have a thing for your mother." He began. The tears were already flowing freely. Edward reached up his hand and wiped my tears with his thumb. "Don't touch her or so help me God I will shoot the both of you!" Billy shouted in a sudden rage. Edward clenched his jaw, but did as he was told. I gave him a small nod so he knew I was alright.
"Now, you're mother, she was quite beautiful. You look a lot like her, actually. I was planning on getting with her. When I went to Charlie to tell him that I met this girl, surprise, surprise. She was at his house." He went on. I realized that Billy was truly psychotic. "So I did the next best thing. I became her friend. And when she became pregnant with you, she was overjoyed. She came to me to ask how she should tell Charlie the big news." He stopped for a minute just to laugh. There was a hole in my chest that was ripped wide open. I missed my mom. I missed my old life. I missed everything, even my crooked aunt who didn't want me. "Then, I got an idea." Billy said while tapping his finger to his head. "I told her that Charlie never wanted children, and that she should just get rid of you if she wanted to stay with Charlie. She didn't believe me at first, but eventually I convinced her to run away and never say a word to Charlie about you."
"Why would you do that?" I tried to ask but it came out as a whimper. Edward tried once again to wipe my tears. Billy just shook his gun toward us as a warning.
"Because my dear, if I couldn't have her, then no one would. It's just a normal male reaction. Ask Edward, he'd ruin your life, too, if you didn't want to be with him." Billy explained with no emotion at all. I could see Edward grip the steering wheel, and his jaw clench.
"You bastard! I would never do that to her!" He shouted. His eyes were narrowed and angry. His movements were rigid. He suddenly seemed bigger.
"Edward, please stop." I begged with a sob. The last thing I wanted was to give Billy an excuse to use his gun on either one of us. Edward's face went soft, and apologetic. It was so hard to be just a foot away and not be able to touch him. Billy began laughing at our quiet arguing. I began to ask myself all sorts of questions: Where is Emmett and Charlie? When will they get back from the station? Will they notice that something is wrong? And most importantly, are they okay?
"Take a left, here." Harry interceded. He had been unusually quiet through all of the commotion. I noticed immediately that we were headed toward La Push. Edward did what he was told. With every click of the left blinker I felt my heart sink lower and lower.
"And don't you want to know where my good friend, Harry, has been?" He asked rhetorically. I looked down at the floor trying to fill my mind when any other sound than Billy's voice. I didn't want to hear what he had to say. But try as I might the only thing I could hear was the horrors of my life that I hadn't even known. "He was in Phoenix, with you!" He shouted excitedly. Like he was happy about it, and I should be happy, too.
"You're sick." I whispered. I could feel a flood of emotions wash over me. I had no idea that practically my entire life was a conspiracy to kill my mom. I couldn't help but think that my whole life was the reasoning behind this; then I glanced over at Edward and remembered that I had something to live for. If anything else he was my reason for life. And somehow I knew that he and I would make it through whatever Billy and Harry had in store for us.
"Shut your pretty mouth and listen to the best part: Your mom figured it out. When Phil gave me the call that she knew everything I was shocked. She'd found old letters that Phil and I had written to each other. I was just waiting for Jake to turn 18 then I would go there and sweep her off her feet. But when she found out that Charlie actually loved her, then we had no choice, Bella. We had to kill both of you." He sighed and I felt like I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was official, the night my mother had told me to hide in the pantry; I was supposed to die. If I had tried to run and save her, I would have died, too. I would have never known my father, brother, or Edward, and Alice and Jasper!
"Then one day your dad calls me. And he says he has a daughter who's coming to live with him because Renee died. I couldn't believe it, and to think that Phil actually ran….from a little girl!" He said in frustration. By the time I was finished I was hyperventilating. "And now, he's caught, and you're going to court, and you suspected that I'm involved. And now you know that I'm involved." He said.
"Billy I swear to God if you just let us go we won't say anything to anyone. Or at least let Bella go, please." Edward begged. I could tell his new approach was only a farce to mask his anger. And for some reason I felt completely safe.
"Alright, Bella get out of the car." Billy said calmly. I didn't know what to do. I didn't care what Edward thought, I didn't want to leave him with those psychopaths.
"No." I said hysterically. I couldn't face leaving Edward. I couldn't let him die.
Billy pointed the gun at me. "Now get out of the car!" He shouted.
"Bella I have a plan just go, and no matter what, I love you." Edward said so only I could hear. I had to listen to him. I had never found it so hard to trust Edward, because sadly, I knew he would die for me. And if it would save my life, he would lie to me about it.
"I love you." I sobbed. He subtly squeezed my hand and I headed out of the car.
Before I even knew what was happening Edward slammed the back of his car into the trunk of a huge tree, completely smashing the back of it.
"Edward! Edward!" I screamed in sobs. I was dry heaving and hyperventilating and the world was spinning because somewhere in the tin can of what used to be a Volvo was Edward, my Edward. Then it hit me "I have a plan" he had said. He hit the back of the Volvo on purpose so that he would hurt Billy and Harry.
I quickly found strength to run to the Volvo. I ran straight to Edward's door to see him groggily rubbing his bloody head. I flung the door opened and slowly helped him out of the car. He was hurt, but he was awake.
"Bella, I love you so much." He said to me. I felt more tears fill my eyes.
"Shh now, I'm going to call an ambulance and the Police just relax." I whispered soothingly. I took him into my arms, it was awkward since he was so much bigger than me, but we were touching and we were okay.
I was so elated with happiness that I just started giggling softly, but quickly stopped. "What were you thinking?" I asked sternly.
"I was thinking that I had to save your life." He answered without a beat.
"I love you, Edward." I said to him as I searched his pockets for his cell phone, which I eventually found.
"I love you, too." He whispered before I dialed the ambulance.
We sat there on the shoulder of an old road just a few blocks from Billy's house until we heard Sirens in the distance. We knew the worst was over.
A/N: Review? I really hope that was worth the wait. Two more chapters...and then...SEQUEL TO PHASES OF THE MOON!! woo hoo!! So, if you like my writing and you have not read phases of the moon, go read it! So you can read the sequel!