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"Uh, well…you…I mean…I want…umm…we could…" I felt Edward's body trembling around me as he started to shake with laughter. "Edward!" My entire neck and face were blazing. I crossed my arms in front of me annoyed that he was taking such pleasure in my discomfort. Try what, in deed! I glared up at him only making him laugh harder. I struggled to release my self from his hold with no avail.
"Let go of me! I have to get home before Charlie notices I am missing. I'm supposed to be sick remember?" I spat at him. I felt him gradually loosen his hold on me and I stomped my way to his door keeping my arms crossed in front of me. I stopped as I reached for the handle without turning around and demanded, "Are you coming or not?"
"Yes, mame." I could hear the smile in his voice. It only made me angrier. As I left his room I felt his strong arms encircle my waist. I was too annoyed with him to enjoy his touch.
"Hands off the merchandise! And I will be driving." I heard him chuckling behind me as we walked through the hallway. I caught a glimpse of Jasper reading in his room; he smiled at us as we walked by. I heard him yell out to Edward, "Hey Edward, what did you do this time? She's really angry."
"Hmpf!" Was the only response I could manage as we made our way down the stairs and out to my truck. I stomped my way to the driver's side door without looking back. I hastily opened my door slamming it shut behind me and started my truck. As soon as I heard Edward shut his door I took off. I was fuming in my seat. I was so annoyed. No one likes to be the butt of a joke, and that's what I felt I was. We didn't talk once the entire ride to my house. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time and I felt my anger dissipating. I sighed deeply as I turned my truck off and turned to look at Edward. He was smiling at me clearly enjoying my tantrum.
"What?" I tried to sound angry but failed miserably.
He leaned over and carefully placed his hands on either side of my face lowering his face so that we were eye to eye. He gently blew his sweat breath in my face stunning me. He was such a cheater!
"You look so beautiful when you are mad, and that blush on your cheeks" He raised one eyebrow and smiled, "is mouth watering." Of course, as if on cue, I blushed causing him to laugh.
My anger returned and I inquired, "Do you really take such pleasure in my discomfort?"
"Bella, please don't be cross with me. I'm not laughing at you. I do however, take great pleasure in watching you blush, that I will not apologize for." He leaned down to rest his forehead against mine as he continue seductively, "You have no idea what that does to me." I blushed deeper and sighed.
"Let's go inside before Charlie comes home."
"As you wish." He smiled my favorite smile and released me from his hold. He was opening my door for me before I had my seat belt off. We walked hand in hand to the front door and made our way to the living room couch. We sat down next to each other silently.
"You know Carlisle excused me from school for another day." I bit down on my lip as I looked up at him. "I don't think I will be feeling well at all tomorrow and will need the day off. How are you feeling?" I smiled up at him suggestively.
He chucked silently at my not so subtle hint. "I am feeling a little sick myself. You must be contagious. Maybe we could be sick together, that way we can take care of each other."
I smiled at him overjoyed with the prospect of spending the entire day alone with him, but I couldn't escape reality.
"I was hoping that someone could get my homework for me so that I could catch up…do you think Alice would be willing to do that for me?"
He wrapped his arms around me pulling me to his chest. "I think that can be arranged." We sat holding each other until I heard Charlie pull into the driveway. I tensed realizing that Charlie should not see Edward here. "Edward"
"I'll be in your room waiting." With that I felt a cool unnatural breeze and he was gone.
I lay down on the couch abruptly feeling exhausted from my day. It had been a very emotionally draining day and I was looking forward to sleeping. I heard Charlie enter the house, kicking off his boots before he entered the living room to check on me.
"How are you feeling Bells?" He sounded concerned. Maybe I looked as tired as I felt.
"Tired." I answered honestly.
"Have you heard anything from Dr. Cullen yet? Maybe you should call and see if he found anything in your blood work?" I had forgotten that Carlisle was running tests on my blood. I really didn't feel like getting up, but I knew it would make Charlie feel better so I slowly made my way to the phone.
"Dr. Cullen."
"Hey Dr. Cullen its Bella. I was just wondering if you got the results back on my blood work yet?"
"Yes. I have. How are you feeling? Is everything okay?" He sounded anxious and I started to worry that he had found something wrong after all.
"I'm fine. Just tired. What were the results?"
"Bella." I could hear his tone change from being anxious to stern. "I want you to tell me when the last time was that you ate."
I hesitated. I honestly couldn't remember. I felt myself blush as I tried to recall when I had my last meal.
"That's what I thought. You're blood sugar was very low."
"Sorry. I guess the last time I ate was lunch the night before you came to see me." I was looking at Charlie as I confessed everything to Carlisle. He looked shocked and upset by my confession. I smiled sheepishly at him as he frowned at me.
"Bella you need to eat better. You are going to make yourself seriously sick. Promise me that you will do your best to eat at least three meals a day?" He asked sounding worried.
"I promise. Sorry, and thanks for everything."
"Take care of yourself, and eat a good meal tonight since you have yet to eat today." His voice seethed with disapproval and I quickly said my goodbyes and hung up.
"Dad…I…I just haven't been hungry. The good news is that Carlisle found nothing serious wrong with me." I quickly added. I could see he was angry with me and worried. "I promise to eat better and I will eat a good meal tonight." I had planned on skipping dinner. I was excited to get back to Edward, but he would have to wait.
"Bella you need to eat. What were you thinking? I mean you are 18 years old. Do I need to start monitoring what you eat?"
"No." I sounded angry and took a deep breath to calm myself. "Dad I am sorry really. I promise to do better. Now what do you want to eat? I'm starving." We hurried through our dinner talking as little as possible.
"Dad I think I'm going to go to bed now. I am really tired and need to rest."
"Okay Bella, I will finish cleaning up here. Get better honey and sleep well."
"Thanks dad. I love you. Goodnight." I was eager to get to my room where I knew Edward was waiting for me.