Chapter 7: Knife
Edward POV
Our predictions were right about our college roommates. I don't think Bella has forgiven Alice for what happened in Seattle. Alice, and Rose are taking every opportunity they get to ask her question about her past. Bella ignores them. It is Monday September eighth, and I haven't seen Bella all day. I was at lunch waiting for Rose and Alice to come. They finally showed up after what seemed like forever. "Where is Bella?" I asked. "This morning she wouldn't even get out of bed, she just laid there, humming to herself." Alice said. "Do you know what she was humming?" I asked. "Not a clue." Rose shrugged. I only had one more class left. "After my music class, I am going to come over, and see her." I said. "Suit yourself, but just to warn you, she looks different." Alice said. "Different how?" I asked. "Remember at the graduation party? When she was asking 'where is she', that is what she looks like, all the time." Alice said. This is bad.
My music class seemed to drone on forever, it was the never ending class. Not to mention I had to stay after and pick up an assignment due next week. I had to write the beginning part of a composition, or opening lyrics. I met up with Alice and Rose in front of their classroom. "Has she talked in her sleep lately?" I asked, as we walked to their room. "Yeah, last night it was pretty bad. She mostly said, no, stop, don't, and she asked a bunch of times where is she." Alice said. "Oh." I said. "Yeah, I hate when it happens thought, cause there is nothing I can do for her." Alice added. "I know, that what makes watching her worse." Rose agreed. "Has she told you anything?" I asked. "Nope, she is the master of avoidance." Alice said. "That she is." I nodded. Alice opened the dorm door, and we walked in. Bella's bed was the furthest one from the door. I saw her curled up on the bed.
I walked over to her, and sat on the bed. "Bella?" I said. She looked at me, then stared at the wall. The tune she was humming sounding very familiar, but I couldn't place it anymore. "What's wrong?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders. I looked more closely, her cheeks were wet, and her eyes were dazed. Just how Alice described her. Bella never stopped humming.
Bella POV
I don't remember much of yesterday, I usually never do. The only thing I remember were Rose and Alice talking, and then Edward came in. he stayed until he had to leave for curfew. It was Tuesday. I was the first one up, I took a shower, and made coffee. I was sitting at the table with my coffee, reading the assignment for music that Edward dropped off. Alice and Rose walked in, and stopped when they saw me. "Morning." I said. "Hi?" Alice said, she acted as if I was about to freak. "I made coffee." I said, nodding to the pot. They looked at each other, and then poured themselves a cup. They sat down, and looked at me quizzically. "What class do you guys have first today?" I asked. "Economics." They answered simultaneously. "I have literature." I shrugged, taking a sip of coffee.
"What happened yesterday?" Alice asked. "It was nothing. It's over, and everything is okay." I said. "Bella it was definitely not nothing. Don't try to pull that bull with us, we are your friends." Alice said. "I'm not trying to pull anything, I'm fine. don't worry about it. I have to get to class. I will see you guys later." I said. I grabbed my sweatshirt, keys, and left. After I shut the door, I ran into someone. "I'm sorry." I said, bending down to get my bag. "Bella?" A velvet voice asked. I looked up and saw Edward, staring at me relieved and surprised. "Oh, hey Edward, what's up?" I asked. "Nothing. Are you okay? You slept for the whole day, I was thinking about calling Carlisle. What happened?" He asked. "I will tell you later…maybe, but right now I really have to get to class." I said. "Oh, okay." He said, hesitantly. I quickly kissed him, and walked down the hall.
By the time I got home after classes, everyone was in the room. I put my bag on my bed, and grabbed a water from the fridge. "Um, hi." I said. "Bella we need to talk." Rose said. "Oh my god, are you pregnant?" I asked. "What? No, not at all. This conversation is about you." She said quickly. "If this is an intervention, we can just stop, I'm not on drugs." I said. "Could have fooled us." Emmett said. Rose smacked him. "No, I didn't mean it like that, it's just, Bells you have been acting so weird lately. More so you were the weirdest yesterday. We are worried." Emmett said. "I told you guys just to forget it." I sighed. "But we cant." Alice said. "Just like the scar on your stomach, or on your neck, how can we forget those? We see them everyday. And it's not like you are telling us how you got them. And don't even say you don't remember how you got them, they are to big not to remember." Alice said. I was mad. "You guys really want to know?" I asked, through clenched teeth. They nodded. "Fine!" I said.
I walked into the kitchen, and found a knife in one of the draws. I wrapped my hand around the handle, I was holding it so tight my knuckles turned white, I walked back to the living room. "This, is how I got the scars." I said, slamming the knife on the coffee table. "Are you all happy, now?" I asked. They were staring at the knife. I'm not the one that cut my self, someone else did.