I let out a sigh of relief and recounted what had happened.
"Bring her over straight away." He commanded, his voice rising into a Doctoral tone. I sped through the darkness, Bella huddled in my arms, motionless. I prayed to god, if there was a god that she would be okay. Of course I was mad at what she had said. But I hadn't meant for it to end like this. I shook my head angrily. Nothing was going to end. Bella would come out alive. Bella would stay my wife, even if I had to beg and let her do everything she wanted. Without her…I would die…I would kill myself…
I ran through the forest, faster than I had ever before, I was afraid…afraid that there was not much time left for my wife. There was no movement from the vampire in my arms, not even a twitch. I'd never heard of anything like this happening, of a vampire becoming sick. My shoulder sliced through the branch of a tree as it toppled over.
"Crap." I muttered under my breath as the Cullen mansion came into view. The door was already open; Edward and Alice were standing outside, staring into the distance. Looking for us most likely.
"Move!" I ordered as I charged up the steps, and down the hallway, creating a whirlwind around me. I blocked my mind, ignoring the knocking on my mental wall. "Edward STOP!" I growled, concentrating on Bella's face. Edward's face darkened, as sadness slid through his features.
"What happened?" He questioned quietly, looking down.
"Why do you even care?" I snarled angrily, knocking on the door that was Carlisle's study.
"Because I don't want her to die." Edward said softly, his footsteps slowing down the hallway. I felt like pounding my head against the oak door. How could I have let this happen? How could I have left?
"Come in!" I heard Dr. Cullen's voice call. I rushed into the room, glancing around at the makeshift checkup room. I reluctantly lifted Bella out of my arms, lying her on the soft cushions, her angelic face not calm but not angry. Just…bland and empty. "Oh dear." Carlisle shook his head from side to side, a frown lining his lips. Edward and Alice hovered beside, looking anxious. I wanted to badly to make Edward leave, but it wasn't my house, it was HIS, so I couldn't say anything. "So…hmmm…" He paused, tapping the pen against the clipboard. "She should have thrown up all the food by now…" Dr. Cullen looked up at me, his eyebrows raised, "Why DID Bella even eat ice cream? You weren't having a contest were you?"
"No," I stared down at the plush carpet. "I…I wasn't there when she ate it." I gulped back my panic and sadness. "We got into a fight…and I left…and..and..when I came back she was like this." I clasped Bella's hand, tightening my grip, as if to keep her from drifting away.
"What were you fighting about?" Edward asked, curiosity in his tone.
"Shut up Edward!" Alice hissed, rubbing her neck with the palm of her hand. "Adrien I..I think she'll be okay." Alice smiled up at me, truly happy.
"Oh." I managed, letting out a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I just… thank you for trying so hard to be nice to my Wife." Edward winced at my words.
"I want to be friends with her, really." Alice murmured, her face dropping. I knew that Alice was truly sorry, that she wanted her best friend back. I wanted Bella to have her best friend back too. But I couldn't do anything if Bella didn't want her best friend back.
"It's just hard for her…" I voiced, "Living all these years without you all. I mean, when I first met her she wasn't in a good shape." I sighed, I shouldn't be speaking, I should wait to have Bella realize this. "She thinks that…that…" I could barely utter the words to go on, it was like a gag was being thrown over my mouth, an internal gag screaming at me to stop. "That letting in one of you will eventually let in all of you." I looked directly at Edward, staring him down.
"But..but…" Alice cried like a little child. "Why can't she? Can't Bella let in all of us except for Edward?"
"Thanks Alice." Edward muttered haughtily. I wanted to make them understand, but it seemed hard, putting emotions into words.
"None of you were any better by not even trying to contact her."
"But Edward said…"
"Did you really think that Bella would actually say something like that?" I demanded, letting go of my wife's hand to stand up. "Can you look me in the eye and truly tell me that Bella would be afraid of vampires?" My anger was rising, heating up. I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to calm down. "She hung on to everything that had to do with you." I lowered my voice even more, I began speaking to myself. "One of the reasons Bella probably fell in love with me was because I was the first vampire that she'd seen since you guys, if someone else had come before then we wouldn't be together. At least I don't think." My words sliced through the air like a sword. I regretted them instantly. How many times would I have to tell myself that these words weren't true? That Bella would love me no matter what? But doubt always lingered in my mind.
"So she doesn't love you?" Edward asked, his voice flat and monotone.
"She does. I can tell." I insisted. "Bella was an angel to me. She was perfect and still is-" I broke off. Carlisle cleared his throat, as he tapped his foot patiently.
"We need to do this now." He held a cup of bright red blood in his hand. "I think the blood will clear away the food, burning it up like acid." I sped to her side, wrapping my arm around Bella's waist, lifting her into my lap, and holding her still.
"Can you pour-?" I tilted Bella's head back, and opened her mouth slowly. Her dark hair fell in cascades. The fluid seeped through her lips and down in her throat. We waited, nothing happened for moments. I hung my head, finally admitting defeat. Bella was gone…Bella wasn't coming back...Bella was dead… Bella's body began shivering against me.
"Bella?" I murmured in her ear. Her eyes remained closed but dry sobs erupted from her chest as her lips moved trying to form words.
"A-A-Adrien, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She gasped, her eyes still shut, her body shaking like an earthquake. "I'm sorry."
"Sweetie, it's okay. It's fine." I smoothed her hair back, kissing the crown of her head.
"I'm sorry." Bella stuttered as I pulled her closer. "I didn't mean..what…I said. I love you. I love you. Don't leeeavveee." She cried into my chest wrapping her arms around me.
"I'm not. I promise, really." I felt like rejoicing inside, Bella didn't want me to leave. Bella loved me. Bella didn't mean anything she'd said. My happiness changed to anger as I realized what she'd done. "Why did you do it Bella?" I whispered acidly, revulsion churning in my stomach.
"I wanted it to hurt…for hurting you…That's the only way I could think of to hurt myself." Bella's eyes flickered to the door. Edward was leaning against the frame. "What are you doing here?" She snarled, glaring at him.
"This IS my home if you didn't notice." Edward said smoothly, his eyes locking in hers.
"I meant WHAT are you doing in this ROOM." Bella clarified, looking up at me,
"Sweetie, Edward was just seeing if you were okay." Her eyes darkened, as the honey color turned black.
"Now he cares." She muttered. Bella stood up, woozily, as I got up, letting her lean on me like a crutch. " Thank you Dr. Cullen. I really appreciate it." She said stiffly. I wanted to groan, calling him Dr. Cullen was too formal.
"Bella, it was really no problem." He said warmly. "But you will always be considered part of this family. When or if you need another home we're always here. And please call me Carlisle."
"Thank you. But that won't be necessary." Bella smiled up at me, kissing me on the chin. "Well," I cleared my throat. "We should be off."
"Bella, please." Alice begged, running up to the two of us. She clutched Bella's hand tightly. "I miss my best friend."
WELL my supposed wonderful Beta was supposed to edit this but she never answered…so you get a cliffy… AGAIN…and I WASN'T planning on it…but it IS BITEMEEDWARD&'s fault…lol (but seriously) REVIEW…I expect 25 reviews…