Hey, sorry for the lateness. I can never keep a schedule and I have been working on my fiction press story. But anyways, I decide on a soundtrack for this chapter. Sorry if it was kind long for the wait. I have been in school, and been trying to keep up the good grades. I know that you hate waiting but trust me you are not forgotten. Plus I would like to hear you response to the chapter and would you like it to go on. I would like to hear, plus, one of weakness is getting a ton of reviews so then I can't forget about it!
Addicted By Kelly clarkson
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After I got off from taking to Emmett I decide to take a walk to get some fresh air. When I left, Bella was in her room practicing her on her piano. I couldn't help myself to not smile but knowing that she loves the piano is just wonderful. I remember when I first saw the piano and put my fingers on it. I felt at home, when I was younger.
My parents always thought I would be a musician instead of a lawyer but it wasn't idealistic. But they supported me through and through.
When I ended up on the street, I realized that I had no where to go. I haven't spent that much time wandering around New York. School has been a big hassle. The only places other than school and home were Bella's work and the coffee shop we went to.
That gave me and idea.
I turned right and started walking toward the shop. It was a bit chilly outside. But I am used to it. Growing up in Chicago , New York just looks the same. It feels rather homey.
I arrived at the café a few minutes later. In the window you could people playing on stage. It drew me in further. And that's when I came upon Angela. I remember Bella introducing her and her boyfriend Ben.
"Hello Edward" Angela said quite bewildered. I could possibly understand. I bet Bella had said some harsh things about me,
"Hello, Angela. How are you?" I said. Angela seemed rather dubious.
" How is your stay in New York so far?" She asked instead of answering my question. I wonder why?
"It has been rather different. I am used to Chicago." I lied. If I told the truth I bet it would circle back to Bella, and that would be an interesting conversation.
"Hmm." She said rather thoughtful. "What table would you like?"
"It doesn't matter."
Angela led me to a table in the far right corner. It had a good view of the stage.
"Would you like anything to drink or eat?" Angela asked.
I shook my head; Letting her go attend other business.
As I watch the people play, my head wandered back to Bella. She was like a drug I couldn't get rid of. She kept getting back into my head; stronger every time and there was no way around it.
1 week later.
I sat down at my usual table, Angela smiled and asked the same question for the past week, "Would like anything?" and as usual, I said no.
This week has been,…eventful.
Monday (flashback)
I set the plate down on the table and check the setting. The tabled, set for two was garnished with freesias. Bella, would in the door any minute after coming in from work. I was hoping to surprise her and hope to get on common ground with her. I sat down in my seat and waited.
3 hours later.
Bella has not walk through the door at all. Nor, has she called to say that she would be late. But then again why would she?
The pasta was cold, the candle almost gone.
Why does this have to happen? I mean, when I am trying to do something nice and she doesn't show up at all. Maybe, she was doing something at work, but no, I called already and they said she already left two hours ago. I didn't want to think that maybe she got kidnapped. But knowing her, she would punch them, like she pouch me once.
I sighed. I picked up the two plates and left them in the sink, not wanting to clean them. I head toward the couch and sat down in the dark, staring at the tv. A few minutes later, the door opened. It was Bella. She was all dressed up in a blue knee length dress. She wave goodbye to someone before closing the door. She turned around and stare at me.
Her brown eyes were shocked.
"Hello Edward. I didn't think you would be up." She said slowly. Well, at least she thought of me, but not in a sincere way.
"Well, I wanted to make sure you were not killed. It is kind of late." I said forcefully calm.
Her face fell. "Oh, sorry, I forgot to call. I didn't think you would care." She mumbled.
Oh course she didn't think I would care. I am such a horrid monster.
End flashback.
Her words had stung me. I do care. I always care.
Wednesday flashback
It was Wednesday afternoon. Bella was in her chair typing away on her laptop. I was watching TV, Law and Order.
"Is it real what they do on TV?"
I turned to look at her. "A little, I guess, I don't know."
"How is School going by the way?"
I muted the TV, " Fine, I guess. WE are just reviewing some cases and other stuff."
Bella smiled,"It funny how your studying to be a lawyer and yet you can't win a fight against me."
"That's because I am afraid you would kick me out." I teased. Her brow creased, and her head was cocked to the side.
"Why would I kick you out?"
"I dunno. There are many reasons."
"I can't find one."
I my heart soared out of my chest.
End flashback
That whole day was peaceful. It seemed we were on common ground and possibly friends. But I spoke too soon.
Friday Flash back
I walked in the door after my class were over. We were let out early since there were nothing to do.
There was no body down stairs, But I heard someone crying. I se my things down on the couch and walked up stairs. When I was at the top, I heard the sobs getting louder, coming from Bella's room. I walked to her door and peered in. Bella, was on the futon, her knees up and her arms around her body. Tears were streaming down her face. She was staring out her window.
"Bella?" I whispered I opened the door slightly so she would see me. She looked at me.
Her eyes were so sad, they broke my heart into pieces. Her sobs did not die down.
"Bella, what is wrong?" I took a few steps so I was at least a few feet away from her. And that is when I saw it. Across her left cheek was a bruise.
"Bella, tell me what is wrong. Who hit you?" I said more sternly. My veins pumped fire throughout my body.
She didn't respond, but her sobs die down a little and now she was staring out her window.
I stepped closer to her and crouched down so we were at eye level. That is when I notice other bruises on her body. I could not contain my anger. Why and who would hurt an angel like her? Why would they cause that pain? I wanted to hunt down the scoundrel and make him pay.
"Bella, speak please?" No answer. "Bella." I touch her arm, and she flinched. Her gaze was upon me know; filled with hatred.
"Don't touch me." She growled.
I backed up, "I am sorry. Please tell what happen. Please"
"Why would you care?"
"Because your hurt, and in pain."
"So when someone is hurt you finally care, you finally become humane? Because you feel sorry for them? Look , Edward, why don't you go back where you belong. You don't belong here, and nobody cares that you are here."
Her words were like a knife to my heart. She thought of me as a monster, and I am. I guess I finally get what I deserve.
I left her room, without a reply.
1 hour later.
I had my bags in the living room. I was going to make reservations at a hotel until I could find a place to live and a place to work. Over and Over her words repeated in my head. They hit me so hard, that tear fell down my face. I didn't care that I was crying. What would have I to lose then? My dignity is not important. Bella is. Finally, picking up my last bag from my room I went into the living room to find Bella looking at the bags.
I place it down, not looking at her. I could not beat it.
"Edward." She whispered. I didn't acknowledge her.
"Edward," She said more louder. She sighed and touch my arm. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
I turned to her. The tears were gone, but she looked somber. Almost dead.
"Please don't go." She said.
"Why? You don't want me here."
"I am the worst person in the world. I hurt people. I anger them. And I get punished. I hurt you by saying those words that I really didn't mean. And now you are leaving. I don't want you to leave. You are the only person I have right now."
"You have Angela." I retorted.
"And she will miss one of her daily customers when you leave. She tells me that everyday, you seat in the same seat having nothing to drink or to eat. She says you don't perform on stage. She says that you always have a smile on your face."
"So why are you telling me this."
Bella, looked down, "Because I am still waiting to see that smile."
"Why?"
"Because you're the only person I have. Jasper is going to propose to Alice. I have no one, except for you. I know you don't want to hear this but, for the past three weeks you have been here, I have enjoyed it even though you think I have hated it."
"I don't believe you. I have always been on you hit list since day one."
"You are the one that thought I was a psycho path. At times I find you irritating. But I also find Alice irritating too." She smiled.
I couldn't think, when she smiled. She wanted me to stay and that was all.
"Please stay." She pleaded.
I gave in and nodded. She was going to be the death of me.
End flash back
She never told me who had hit her. But I was too distracted by our friendship. Even if it was mutual. We would talk, I would cook her dinner. But it seemed as though it was only a friendship, and only that. Not that I could complain. We were on common ground. I was at least half way there.