Bella's POV
We were flying down the isle, his graceful movements made it a smooth ride for me, yet I had a feeling that he was taking special precautions to make his steps even more graceful and I knew why.
He had found out. Some one told him……….
ALICE! Urgh! I knew he was her brother and all, but I am her best friend, I tell her everything, anything that I don't want others to know, because I trust her, trust her not to tell ANYONE! Well I bet he bribed her into telling him. He always uses her love of 'fast and furious' cars, to his advantage.
We burst through the heavy wooden doors, which were covered in gloriously intricate designs. Once we got outside, his pace quickened and I could feel that he was losing his balance due to his eagerness to get me into the car, where I would be safe and sound, where I would belong to him. He started to sway a bit, losing his footing and then he started tripping over the lumps of grass. He fell flat on his face and obviously brought me down with him. I crashed down on top of him. There was a stabbing pain in my arm and I could feel warm oozy liquid trickle down my lower arm. I was bleeding. But before I could even look at my injured arm, he swooped me up and started apologizing. His speech was slurred for some reason, but I knew he hadn't drank any alcohol ……….. or had he ……….. no of course he hadn't …………. He wouldn't do that to himself ……….. he wouldn't do that to me …….. or would he?