Author's Note: Thanks a bunch for the reviews people. Sorry it took so long to update. I had lots of shit going on. emotional breakdowns and writers block. Yeah. Anyway here is chapter 7 I hope you like it. by the way sorry for the spelling mistakes. i do try but i for got to spell check this one. sorry.
disclaimer: I do not own Twilight unfortunately. Stephenie Meyer does. Also, I do not own the absolutely wonderful song, Swing Life Away by Rise Against. Check it out. it will blow your mind
Chapter 7: Swinging My Life Away
After that, the classes seemed to get better. The feeling of being in Edward's arms made me stronger somehow. When I had to separate from him to change for gym, I was reluctant. However, I finally let go and walked in to the dreaded place.
Since Edward's and my embrace in the parking lot, the whispers had become louder, not as in volume but there were more voices. Many people had abandoned the fact that my parents were murdered, and focused soley on my relationship with Edward.
"OH MI GOD! You and Edward are together? Aren't when people die your supposed to like, not be happy?" Jessica said in a very rude tone.
"I don't see what is wrong with Bella and Edward being together, and actually you are supposed to be happy because when the person dies, they usually wish for loved ones to be happy." Angela, and very nice shy girl, quietly said to Jessica.
Jessica scoffed and went to stand next to her best friend Lauren, and joined her in glaring at me. "Don't worry, she is just jealous." Angela told me and smiled.
"Thanks. I think you might be the only other person I can stand to be around here besides Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie. You know I laughed yesterday for the first time since." I said.
"Good for you! I don't know what I would do if that happened to me. I think I would miss them to much." She said. I liked how she didn't say the actual words 'if my parents died'. We finished getting dressed and walked out the door.
Edward was waiting for me and I smiled and him and took my hand and lead me towards the bleachers.
After school Edward and I walked to his car and got in. He turned on the radio and a song came on, one that I knew all to well. I was about to turn off the radio when I realized that I had to remember the good times. I started to sing the lyrics,
Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first,
Lets compare scars I'll tell you whose is worse
And lest un-write these pages and replace them with our own words…
We live on front porches and swing life away.
We get by just fine here our minimum wage,
If love is a labor I'll slave to the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long I think that it's time to move
The winter's to cold summers over to soon
Lets pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
And I've got some friends some that I hardly know
and we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world
we chase these days down with talks of places that we will go
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here our minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave to the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Until you hold my hand
[musical break
I'll show you mine,
If you show me yours first
Lets compare scars,
I'll tell you whose is worse
And lets un-write these pages
and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here our minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave to the end
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Swing Live Away [x4
When the song ended I knew that I had tears in my eyes. I was also aware that Edward was looking at me amazed and we were in front of the house. I blushed and looked down. I took my hand from Edwards and wiped at my tears.
"Why are you crying? What's the matter?" Edward asked, worried.
"It's nothing. My mother loved that song. She said that the man who wrote it was right, that we have to swing life away. It just brings back a lot of memories. She used to play that song around the house a lot." I explained. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed the top of my head.
"Your mom was a very wise woman. We really do have to swing our lives away because one day they won't be there anymore. Bella, I want to swing my live away with you." He said. I blushed deeper and brought my lips to his. "By the way, you have a lovely singing voice." He said when we broke apart.
I giggled. And hugged him. We finally got out of the car and walked into he house to fine another note on the refrigerator. This time it said:
Hello young love birds,
I am again staying with Carl. There is money for a pizza on the table. If I catch either of you in each others beds, there will be hell to pay on your parts. Remember that.
Love,
Mom/Elizabeth
I giggled at the note and Edward picked up the phone to call the pizza place. After we finished our pizza and home work, Edward and I sat on the couch again. I was leaning in to him with his arms around my waist.
"I think this would be what they wanted for me, don't you?" I asked him.
"What?" He said confused.
"I mean, I am happy, well, as happy as I can be under the circumstances, and I think that is what they would have wanted."
"I can't imagine anything different. Your parents loved you so much. They are in every thing. Everything you do, everything you are, they are there too. They may have left physically but remember they are always there." He said.
"thank you." I said and twisted around in his arms so that I could kiss him.
"Its odd. I have only known you for about a month and you already know almost as much as they did." I said. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
"I love knowing all those things about you. I want to know everything about you. However, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." He said. I hugged him close, resting my head on his shoulder.
The man came out from behind a wall and startled me. He was chuckling quietly and walking towards me with a dark smile on his face. He frightened me more than I could possible conceive. Please, please don't kill me, I thought. The man flashed a silver knife. I suddenly realized I was being backed into a corner. Edward I love you. I love you. I want to live please, please. I though.
"Do you want to know why I killed your parents little girl?" The man said. I whimpered and tears escaped my eyes. Why wasn't he here? Why wasn't Edward with me?
"Do you want to know why you survived? There wasn't enough time. 2 more minutes and you would have been just like them. Dead. Alone. I have you now. You won't ever get to tell any one that your parents..
I woke up in a sweat. That dream had been so vivid. It felt so real. Like the man was actually there. Edward was in his room. I was scared. What if the man that killed my mother and father was looking for me.
what if he wanted to kill me. I couldn't die not when everything was starting to make sense again. I can't die they wouldn't want me to.
I got up and stumbled my way out of the room I tripped in the hall trying to get to Edwards door. I was already crying, the tears that clouded my vision poured from my eyes. Edwards door flew open and he quickly knelt down to help me.
"Bella? Bella what's wrong?" My angel said as he cradeled me in his arms. I cried into his chest the disturbing images of the mans face haunting my mind.
"I had a nightmare. It was him Edward. He came for me. I think something bad is going to happen. I think he is really coming."
Author's Note: okay, sorry for the cliff hanger. I just had too. please please please review. i am looking at the number of hits, and then the number of reviews and it is almost sickeningly low. I beg you REVIEW! i love your im-put. I hope you like it. I might not update this week seeing as it is a busy one. two field hockey games, field trip. homecoming which my friends are forcing me to go to. oh well at least i got to buy a pretty new dress. well love you all who review, and Edward does too! yay! i rhymed!