A/N thank u everyone for the reviews. Thank u pacifically to becca, no u do not need to post that same review 5 times but that sure made my day. Thank u very much!! This chapter is 4 everyone who has reviewed my story & I just want u guys to know the reviews just brighten my days. And that I have another story that needs reviewing. I just started it and I am I a little iffy on continuing it. plez read and review my new story. Advice is appreciated very much. Thank u. Do u guys know why it repeats the first line?
Bella's POV
About a half an hour after my break down, I gathered up my courage up and peeked out the bedroom door. All was quite, (too quite, just a joke not part
of the story) everyone must have left. Now not only had I broken Edward and pushed him away, I am now also the reason Edwards family feels the
need to leave their own house on my account. The tears now flowed relentlessly down my cheeks. I felt myself slipping towards the ground too
fast to realize my own mistake and hit my head against the banister. I slumped to the ground. I spelt the blood long before I felt it seep though my hair at an alarming rate.
The last thing I felt before I lost consciousness was the familiar feel of cold arms slip around me and pull me onto a cold lap.
Edward's POV
My hands were shaky and for what seemed like the hundredth time that morning I looked at the clock. 8:37, only five minutes after the
first time I checked. My family had left to go hunting, to give Bella and I a little space. I could hear some knocking around up stairs
and figured Bella was getting up. That when I heard the faint the muffling of her cries and it took all of my strength not to go up
there and comfort her. And I was just about to when, when Alice's parting sentence rang fresh in my head.
Flashback
"Give her some space Edward, everything going to be okay." Alice assured him.
"How do you know?"
She taped her head, a reminder of her power before she slipped out the front door.
End flashback
I satfor about a half an hour more in pure agony before I heard her cries stop and my bed room door slip quietly open. I waited for her
for her to come down stairs, but she never came. That's when I heard her cries and I was puncturing holes in the couch
where my hands where trying to keep me from going to her and mind kept reminding myself constantly,
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but that when I smelt the delicious scent of fresca (I'm not sure how to spell, the computer won't show me how and I too lazy to look it up in the book, but you guys get the idea right?)
I bolted upstairs to find my angel broken on the floor. I scooped her up in my arms. What have I done?