Bella
Edward was strange. Like his mood had changed completely on the way here.
"What is the matter?" I touched him, and he flinched. Then he looked at me with wide eyes. He was scared. "What?"
"Shall we go somewhere?" He said suddenly. He jumped up and brought me with him. He kissed me and then hugged me very hard. "Vegas? I have never been there. Is it really sunny there?"
"Edward. What's wrong?" He stopped. He looked at me strangely, as if he was thinking over his answer.
"Nothing."
"Edward." I touched him again warily, but instead of flinching, this time he embraced me and pulled me into a hug.
"I think I hear a very angry voice. And worried one. And one I don't recognise. Coming towards us." I must have let on that I was worried, because he started to put me on his back.
"No. I want to stay here, Edward. I don't want our day ruined anymore by pathetic people who think they can scare us." He sighed as sat down, and I sat on his lap, playing with his fingers. "I do love you – you know that right? My dad is stupid. And it isn't a teenage fling, because if it was, then I wouldn't be here right now. I would be at home like a good girl doing my homework, and obeying my Dads wishes."
"I know that baby." He said, and he played with my hair. It was silent then, but it said a thousand words. How much we cared for each other. He was my best friend, and my boyfriend. We hardly ever argued, and the times with him where the best in my life. Which means that I have a happy life ahead of me. "Bella …" Edward started warily, standing up and holding my hand. "Bella get on my back."
"Why?" I asked. Then I heard a rustling.
"BELLA RUN!" I heard a voice that wasn't Edwards.
"Jacob?"
"RUN! BELLA RUN!" he cried. I automatically did as he said, for some reason ignoring Edward.
"Bella! Come back!" I only heard him distantly now though … as a roaring came worryingly closer.
Edward
"Edward?" She asked. She saw me and Quill lunge at her. Quill got to her first, but I hit him and Jacob was holding him down.
"Bella? I couldn't smell your blood … that's why I assumed you where dead…and …" I couldn't cry earlier. I just couldn't. That's why I thought that if I could, they would run out. But then I did cry. So much – embarrassingly much actually. Bella was laughing, and I couldn't possibly think of anything funny.
"Why did you think I was dead you goon? I was blatantly – oh." Bella then attempted to lift her arm and she couldn't. She then tried the other, but nothing. Both legs, nothing. All four broken. "Now I can see why you thought that." The pain obviously hit her then, because she winced.
"I've called an ambulance." Jacob piped up, still sitting on Quill, waving his cell at me. I heard farting sounds, and Jacob smirking. Quill was groaning.
"You're disgusting." I aimed at Jacob. "And you're going to pay." I aimed at Quill. Prison wouldn't do anything good to me. I would still be angry. I saw no point in prison. Suddenly, even though Bella was badly hurt the mood was lighter. I had found my diamond in the sea, my little glimmer of hope.
"Quill did this to me?" Bella asked, still weak. I nodded. "And you don't want him to go to prison?" I shook my head. "Damn your hard work. Well, my bones will heal, Carlisle is a whiz. But …" She smiled, a faint smile, through her pain. I was at her side, holding her hand and just looking into her eyes. Glad that I could again. "Living with you for a week wont." She beckoned at Jacob. That will scar him for life it will. Quill can be your slave, for a week. No, make that 6 months."
"That's hardly a harsh punishment!" I disagreed.
"Have you seen his room? Believe me, the times that I was at his when you where away - " Thoughts of those months pained me, and seared through me. My tears had stopped, but the pain was there. I looked away, unable to look at her for what I had done to her. "Sorry for bringing it up."
"I'm sorry for ever doing it in the first place." We regarded each other when we heard distant sirens, trying to find us. I wondered if her falling out of a tree would be a possible lie?
**
"He's a WHAT?" I heard Bella's mum cry from her room. I was stood out side 'getting coffee', listening to Bella explain to her parents about me. We decided that her falling out a tree was ridiculous, and the excuses couldn't keep on coming.
"I knew there was something odd about that boy." Charlie said, disgusted.
"You have to admit he is quite hot." Renee said.
"Mum!" Bella cried.
"Well I can hardly say dashing can I? That is so out at the moment." I heard Bella sigh. I didn't know I was 'hot'. I could hear the desperation in her sigh, so I walked in. Renee and Charlie acted like they didn't know, and edged slowly away from me. "Oh, hello Edward. How are you?" My eyes widened at what she was thinking, and disgusted, I turned to Bella.
"Its at times like this where I wish I couldn't read minds." I whispered in her ear, and she laughed heartily. Charlie, in his mind thought that I had said something like 'It's at times like this where I wish I there were blinds here.' Sure, privacy is a plus, but still, people should listen properly.
"Are you going to get married? Because I think that is necessary. Completely. If you are truly in love," Renee started, and Bella rolled her eyes. Carlisle then walked into the room.
"Doing fine Bella. Everything will be fixed in time. Edward, you need a real drink, so take Bella's key, and I will see you there in 20 minutes. Good day." He left the room, snapping his clipboard shut, as quickly as he had entered. If I thought it was awkward in the room before, I had no idea what it was at this point. It was cringe worthy. Why mention a real drink? At this point, Charlie marched out of the room and Renee had gone to tell Phil everything was alright.
"So not a good idea telling my parents?" Bella whispered.
"Well it saves a conversation later doesn't it?" I said, sitting down, still in shock from my fathers outburst infront of two newly educated humans.
"True. You go take my key. I will be fine."
"No." I said defiantly.
"Yes. You have to drink."
"Yes I do. But I don't need to leave." I got up and walked over to a corner in the room, where I had a bag. "An emergencies bag." I said, putting it on my lap. "2 bottles of frozen mountain lion blood, one fresh. Food for you, and a portable DVD player, with Romeo and Juliet and the CD I made for you. So I don't have to leave until you fall asleep, when I will change, and then get some more blood." Bella was laughing.
"You are well prepared." She said.
"I am indeed. Oh, yeah, and …" I got something else out of my bag, and got down on one knee.
"No! NO!" Bella shouted.
"Why not?" I asked hurt.
"You are proposing to me when I can if you have to at all." She quivered. She was staring at the ring box. "Is it nice?" I nodded. I took it out of its box.
"AA Tanzanite, with baguette diamonds and 36 carat white gold." Bella's mouth was hanging open. She acted like she didn't care about the rock. All she cared about was being with me. But I knew she cared about the rock.
Even if it was only a tiny bit.