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Chapter 6-Friends?

I had been in my apartment for days trying to avoid Edward, but it wasn't easy. At first, he started calling every hour, and I wouldn't pick up. Then he started calling every half hour. Next, he's probably going to be calling every minute! I didn't know what to do. At first I unplugged my phone, but that didn't work because I kept missing important calls from people at work. I couldn't figure out what to do! The ringing was annoying the hell out of me. I just didn't know how to face him. I was on the internet looking for publishers for my book when I suddenly heard a knock on the door. I got up and looked though the peep hole, and almost had a panic attack. Edward. He was standing in front of the door. I gasped and quickly turned around; leaning my back on the door.
"Bella, please open up! I just heard you gasp so I know you're there! Please!" I didn't get it! Why was he trying so hard to talk to me?! I didn't deserve this. I don't deserve him as a friend.

I realized if I waited long enough, maybe he would just go away. So I waited. A couple minutes later I looked through the peep hole. Shoot. I thought. He was still there. The chain lock was on the door, so I just opened the door with it still on.
"What?" I asked.
"Can I please come in?" He looked frustrated and angry. I was about to close the door, but Edward stopped it with his hand, almost breaking the chain. I looked at him, not saying anything. I shut the door quickly and unlocked the chain. I swung the door open, and saw Edward looking down.
I sighed. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. "Come in." Was all I said, Edward looked up and gave me a crooked smile. I rolled my eyes at him and turned around and walked farther into my apartment, knowing he would follow me. Edward was observing my apartment. It made me feel uncomfortable in a way; like he was looking through my clothes or something.

"Nice place," He said.
"Um…thanks…so what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked. He turned toward me and looked at me. He just stared at me for the longest time. I couldn't figure out the expression on his face. It was . . . sincere, loving, maybe innocent? I had no clue. He stepped closer to me. I literally had to look up to see his face, but he was looking down at our feet.
"Why do you hate me Bella?" He asked. I was stunned! Did he really think I hated him? Well…I guess I was showing signs of hatred. I felt bad. He seemed hurt, and I didn't understand, he was a beautiful godlike man, and I was a plain abused freak.
"I don't hate you." I whispered. Then why haven't you been answering my phone calls, my messages?!" He took my hands in his. "Mike is a horrible person, and I want to protect you." I ripped my hands out of his grasp."Mike's gone!" I said, looking down.
"What? Bella! That's great! When did he leave?" He smiled at me, but I didn't return it, because I knew the real truth.
"He's not gone for good. It was the night you moved in." I looked up at him with pain on my face. "You know why he was so paranoid about me cheating?" I didn't wait for his reply. "He was the one cheating on me! I yelled at him to get the hell out of my house. He said he would leave, but when I didn't expect it, he would come back." Silence filled the room for a while, until Edward spoke. "Well…that's still good! But who would cheat on you? Who would want to hurt you? You're special, Bella . . ." He put his hands on my shoulders. Of course, I shrugged them off.
"Why do you think I'm so damn special?!" I yelled at him.
"Bella, do I really have to tell you? You're smart, beautiful, funny-" I cut him off. "You don't know me! And I want to keep it that way, so don't just go and make up random shit about me just to make me feel better! I'm sick of that!" Silence took over the room again.
"Bella, I'm sorry, but I don't understand. Why you won't speak to me?"
"Because I can't tell you." I whispered, looking down.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want to!" I yelled.
"Why. Not!" He yelled back.
"Because I don't want it to happen again!" I yelled out; annoyed, he wouldn't let it go. I rolled my eyes, and then realized what I just said. Shit! Did I just say that?! I asked myself.
"You don't want what to happen again?" He whispered. Shoot, it did happen. I told myself. Remembering what I didn't want to happen again, I could feel the tears flow out. Edward grabbed my face between his two hands.

"Bella, please! Tell me what's wrong!" I didn't know if I should tell him or not? God! I didn't know! But . . . if I didn't tell him, he would just call me twice as much and never let it go. I sighed.
"Okay, I'll . . . tell you." I looked down and started explaining the story about Alice.
After I finished, there was silence in the room. I was getting uncomfortable so I went to go sit on the couch. Edward just stood there; motionless.

"Edward? You okay?" I asked. Once again, he didn't move. I was getting concerned. I stood up and walked over to him. I put my hand on his back, "Edward, what's wrong? Please tell me." Then, in a split I felt two . . . strong arms around me. I blinked a few times trying to figure out what just happened. Edward was hugging me. One moment he's as frozen as a rock, the next, he was hugging me; his arms around me, motionless like a rock . . . yet again. My arms dangled at my sides. If I hugged him, I would be breaking down all the walls I have been building. I didn't want him involved! But…NO! No buts Bella! A voice screamed in my head. Why is Edward trying to be my friend so bad? Maybe…I should just go for it, I was a little stronger now, and Mike wouldn't be able to take Edward away from me. It was time I let some fun into my life, it was time I let someone in my life. I could trust Edward, because he had been trying so hard to get me to talk to him. I slowly raised my arms. Once I was hugging Edward, he tightened his grip around me. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Sure, I was friends with Angela, but somehow this was different, I just didn't know how. Maybe because Angela and I only hung out and talked at work, and with Edward, this was going to be watching movies together, really opening up to him…almost like a best friend. Edward finally let go.
"So . . . um . . . does this mean we can be friends?"
I shrugged, "I guess," He laughed at my comment. I smiled back at him. Suddenly, he stopped laughing and looked right into my eyes. We looked at each other for the longest time until I couldn't take it anymore and asked, "What?" He just stared at me for what seemed like years. He then ran his thumb across my cheek. I moved my face away. He pulled his hand back.
"I'm sorry." He said. I just stayed silent. "It's just . . . you smiled." My cheeks burned scarlet. I didn't want to talk about it anymore, so I tried to change to subject.

"Well, um . . . before you came I was . . . sort of doing something. So . . . if you don't mind . . ." I motioned to the door.
"Wait, Bella . . . I was thinking you should go to Alice. She deserves to know the truth. You need friends and family in your life." I tensed up the word 'family'. It brought back too many bad memories.

"I . . . can't" I breathed. I looked up at him through my eyelashes. He crossed his arms and gave me his crooked smile.
"Oh? And why not?"
"Because she hates me, and it's no use visiting her." I said while mocking him by crossing my arms also. He unfolded his arms and just looked at me. I stared back, but started to feel uncomfortable, so self-conscious. I tried looking all around me, trying to look anywhere but his eyes. But they were like magnets; I couldn't help but look into them every time I looked somewhere else. Why was he having this effect on me? (A/N-because you love him dummy-That Marissa who said that lol)

"Bella, just trust me on this, please. I will go with you. You don't have to do this alone. And she doesn't hate you. No one could hate you. It's just not right." I glared at him. He wasn't being fair. He was cheating. He was trying to play the flattering card.
"But I haven't talked to her in 2 years! It is possible for someone to hate me. Just face it."
"But you didn't talk to me for almost 2 months and I don't hate you. I am far from hating you."
"I'm not getting out of this, am I?" I asked.
"Nope," He said, popping the 'p'. He grinned at me; knowing I was close to giving in. Maybe I should just do this. I missed Alice and she did need to know the truth.

"Fine," I huffed. He simply just smiled at me and headed towards the phone.
"Uh . . . what are you doing?" He picked the phone up and hit a button.
"Do you know where Brooke lives?"
"No . . ."
"Well, then, I need to find her phone number, so I can look up where she lives." Oh . . . that made sense . . . I thought.

A/N-hmmmm...I don't think I have much to say...I guess just R&R please...hope you liked it...and please send me feedback! thank!!!

-fAnPiRe13