Thank you for the reviews guys! Sorry it took me so long to update. Do you forgive me? Okay, well here is chapter two! Enjoy!
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I woke up the next morning with tear stained cheeks. All of the previous day's incidents flooded my mind. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes with my fists. I hated my stupid human instincts that caused me to cry. I will be glad when tears don't pour from my eyes against my will.
I rolled over onto my back and slowly sat up.
"Good morning," a godlike creature greeted me from the rocking chair in the corner of my room.
"Good morning," I croaked as a smile spread over my face. I couldn't help it. He was the picture of perfection. God was taunting me. He had obviously created Edward as a way of pointing out just how imperfect I am.
I pushed the covers to the end of the bed and swung my legs over the side. I almost screamed when my bare feet touched the cold wood floor. I looked down. Edward had apparently taken off my shoes and socks but I still had on the clothes I'd worn yesterday.
I walked over to the godlike creature and sat down in his lap. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and held me close to his chest. He rocked us back and forth for what seemed like forever, then, he sighed.
"Charlie is planning on checking in on his lunch break," he informed me.
I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table. 11:15. Charlie would be home in less than an hour. I sighed and let my head rest against Edward's chest.
"I need a human minute," I confessed to Edward.
"I'll wait here," he promised.
I reluctantly climbed out of his lap and carefully, so as not to trip over a crack in the floor or anything else that my toe could get caught on, made my way to the bathroom. I brushed the tangles out of my hair and pulled it back into a pony. Then, I washed my face and brushed my teeth and made my way back to my bedroom.
Edward was in the same spot I had left him in.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Almost," I answered as I grabbed my favorite pair of extremely faded jeans and a t-shirt from my closet. I carried them back to the bathroom and quickly slipped them on. I deposited my dirty clothes into the hamper and headed back to my room.
Edward met me in the doorway. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his forehead to mine.
"Charlie will be here soon," Edward stated flatly.
I really wasn't looking forward to the conversations that were sure to take place when Charlie got home. I guess my dread was visible on my face because Edward began to chuckle.
"He is only dropping in, Bella," he laughed, "He won't give you any lectures. Not right now, anyways."
That was a relief.
"What are you going to do while Charlie's here," I asked. I didn't want him to have to hide out in my room while my father came home to make sure I wasn't breaking any more rules.
"I have to run some errands for Charlisle," he informed me.
"Oh," was all that I could think to say. I didn't want him to leave.
"I'll be back later. I promise," he whispered against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
Just then, we both heard Charlie's car pull into the driveway. I groaned.
"I should go," Edward said as he glanced at the window. "I'll be back as soon as I can" he vowed. He leaned down and lightly kissed my cheek.
"Bye," I croaked. It was silly for me to get upset. He said he would be back soon, but I couldn't help myself.
"Bye," he replied with a sad smile and then he was gone. I heard the front door open and then close .
"Bella," Charlie called from downstairs.
"Coming," I shouted in response. "Okay," I thought to myself. "Here goes."
And with that, I turned and headed down the stairs to face my father.