Chapter nine: A stain on the Pavement.
Don't Own these, just playing with 'em for awhile.
SOOOO sorry about the hiatus. Things have been kind of hard for me, and I haven't had time to write.
This chapter will be short, I just want to let people know I'll be finishing it soon.
Promise. OK! Here we go!
Something was wrong; I could tell it from the moment I walked through the door of our new house. Edward was watching me intently as I took in the place he had so painstakingly picked out. "It's lovely…" I murmured, still slightly distracted by trying to figure out what was going on.
"Bella, are you okay?" I turned to face him, but his arms were already around me. For a moment my thought process faltered at his touch, just as it always did, but I managed to recompose myself.
"Edward…I don't think it was Billy…" I sighed. This entire ordeal seemed too…complicated for Billy to think up all on his own. And I know Jacob never would have helped him; all of his hate for the Cullens still wouldn't lead him to hurt me. Which was what this was doing…hurting me. To the depths of my soul, I cried, for I knew that somehow this was all my fault. I was the one who had caused this travesty. The sickness, the excessive hunger…it was all my fault. I just didn't know how yet.
Edward stopped forcing himself to breathe and stared at me; confusion settling in his amber eyes. "What do you mean, Isabella? How in the world could any of this possibly be your fault? He poisoned the water. How could you even possibly be connected to that?"
I sighed heavily. "That's just it, Edward. I don't think he IS poisoning the water. I think its something else that's making all of you sick, and I think somehow I'm the cause. In the very least, I'm not helping very much."
"That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard you say, Bella Swan." He let out a booming laugh as he grabbed my hand and started to show me the house. Our first stop was the living room, since we were already standing in it. Its walls were painted a lush green and all the furniture was pristine white. Connected to the living room was the kitchen, marble countertops and stainless silver appliances. This confused me…
"Edward?"
"Yes Bella?"
"Why do we even need a kitchen?" a smile began to spread across his face. As he walked over to the refrigerator, I hoisted myself up onto the countertops. I felt myself gasp as he opened the door to reveal it stocked with animal blood. "Where did you get all this?"
"Alice went shopping…She said to take care of yourself. Something about making sure you get your fill every day so as not to tire yourself out." At these words, a pained look came across my beloved Edward's face.
"Edward, what? Did Alice see something?" He shook his head, but never spoke. Instead, he took his hand and lead me to the back of the house where our bedroom resided. I opened the double oak doors to find a room painted light blue with all silver trim. It had a large set of French doors that led out to the veranda. A smile crept across my face as I stared at the bed; it was a four poster canopy bed. How he had remembered that I'd always wanted one, was besides the point.
"Do you like it?"
"Oh…" I cooed. "I love-"
"Why, Hello Edward, Darling…" A voice chortled from behind us. Instantly, I recognized the voice as Elizabeth's. "Well, aren't we going to have fun tonight?"
AS I said, short chapter. Soooo sorry. I have a longer one for next time. Just wanted to let everyone know I'm working on it again.
3 and yeah, I know its not very detailed, and the writing kind of sucks…but next chapter will be better. I promise.
Until then though, you should go read "the obscured spiral."
It's pretty rad…
And Alexander is a lot like Edward…