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Hurt
I wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs being made in the kitchen. As I get up and make my way downstairs, I hear the faint sound of Emmet laughing quietly as the bacon sizzles in the frying pan. I reach the bottom step and as I look around at my best friends, I realize that it has been way too long since I've actually seen last night, of course.
"Good morning" I say, as I stretch my arms out in front of me. They all look at me at once and I'm suprised when they don't give me the same look that I got all day yesterday, one full of sorrow and pity. Instead, they smile as if nothing had changed. I can tell by the look in their eyes that they are worried as well, but I can also see that they trust me and know that I won't let this take over my life.
"Morning Bella" They say back in unision. I walk into the living room and take a seat next to Edward on the couch. I lean my head on his shoulder as he wraps his arm around me.
"How did you sleep?" he asks gently.
"Better than I thought I would." I respond. I snuggle closer to his side as I take in his scent, and notice just how comfortable I am in his arms.
"I've missed you,Bella" Edward whispers lightly as he strokes my hair.
"I've missed you too. You don't understand how happy I am that you guys are here" I say back, in a voice just above a whisper.
I lift my head so I can look into his eyes but what I see suprises me. Concern and adoration are reflected in his eyes, and I can only guess that mine show the same. Before I know it, his lips are on mine, his hand at my cheek. His lips slowly and gently caress mine as they world outside of the two of us melts away.
We break apart at the sound of Emmet clearing his throat. I can feel my face growing redder with each passing second in silence.
"Umm..Breakfast is ready." he says with a smirk on his face before turning and walking back to the kitchen.
Edward remains silent through breakfast, as do I, only answering Alice and Emmet's questions about the accident.
After breakfast, Alice asks what I'm planning to do about the funeral arrangments, and I watch as Emmet moves uncomfortable at the sound of Jacob Black's name.
"hey guys, I think I'm going to go up to my room, I sort of want to be alone right now. I'll see you guys later." I say as I move away from the table and go back up to my room.
I close my door as I enter my room, and take out the loose floor board. I reach down and pull out shoe box full of items from my childhood. I take off the lid and as I look down at the pictures, letters, and tiny gifts I got as a child, memories of my father flood my mind as tears begin to blur my vision.
I reach into the box and pull out a stack of pictures. The first is one of me and Charlie my first summer here when I came to visit. I was six years old and in the picture, I'm sitting on top of the police cruiser with Charlie standing next to me. I run my thumb over the image of him and try to blink back my tears. My attempt has the opposit affect as it causes my tears to flow over and down my cheeks.
I don't hear the door open, and I only realize that Edward has come in when I suddenly see him sit down next to me.
"Hey" he whispers quietly.
"Oh, hi." I respond, wiping away the tears that have fallen.
"listen, about what happened earlier.." he begins
"I think it was a mistake." I finish, but immediately regret the words as I see the look on his face. It's the look of utter heartbreak
"Oh no! Oh god , I meant that my dad just died yesterday and I think I just need some time to process. I don't think what happened this morning was a mistake because I don't feel the same way you do, because I do feel the same. I really do. But I just to take some time and try to figure out how I'm going to deal with all of when I'm ready, not that I expect you at wait around for me, but when I'm ready, if your still interested, I'll let you know." I explain.
Edward lightly places his finger below my chin and lifts my head so I can look at him.
"I would wait till the end of forever for you, Bella. I would never push you into anything you're not ready for. And know that I'm always here for you, as long as you need me. I'm not going anywhere unless you want me to." he says in a voice just above a whisper. This brings me back to tears.
"Thank you" I respond, hearing my voice crack. He smiles and looks at the box on the floor.
"Whats all this?" he asks. I smile back and begin to tell him stories of my childhood. From my birthday parties, to summers spent here with Charlie before I officially moved in, to when he came to Phoenix one summer and he and Phil got into a huge fight. We spent hours in my room talking, me crying, and laughing about memories of my past. I was touched when he seemed genuinly interested in every word I was saying, like he was saving it to memory.
