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Chapter 7 We'll See How Long
It had been almost a week, maybe even two, and Edward's eyes were getting darker and darker as the days went by. Edward was still at the corner of the room, refusing to look or talk to me. I had given up trying to talk to him about four days ago. I was beginning to wonder if the Cullen's would even come anymore. Death was something I had begun to accept.
"They should've been here by now," I say with a sigh.
I end up lying in bed and close my eyes. Sleep was also coming easier to me. If Edward was going to kill me, better it be in my sleep I figure. It seemed to be only a second that my head hit the pillow that we heard the attack from outside.
"What's going…" I begin, but Edward covers his mouth with a finger.
I pull the covers away from and begin to get up when Edward's there, pushing me back down. It is so sudden I do not what else to do but stay as still as possible and wait for his teeth to sink into my neck. I close my eyes as his mouth draws closer.
"Stay here and don't move," Edward whispers to me.
I do as I was told because Edward's eyes were black as night now. The fact that he did not kill me says something about his will power.
"Can you at least tell me what's going on out there?" I ask.
Edward turns from the door where he has his ear pressed against.
"It's Emmett and Jasper," he says.
"And the others?" I ask.
I feel myself getting excited. I then kick myself for doing so. Yes, they had come to rescue us, but that does not mean they were going to win.
"Waiting for the moment to get us out," Edward says.
And then it became silent. The fighting was now over, and someone had won. The question was who was it?
"Edward…" I begin.
I want him to tell me. Not caring he wanted me stay on the bed; I get up and walk by his side. It is a stupid a move on my part, but somehow I know Edward is not going to hurt me no matter how much he wants to.
"They killed him," Edward says.
"Yes!" I yell.
Without thinking, I wrap my arms around his neck tightly. I close my eyes as Edward places one hand lightly on the small of my back.
"Um, Bella.." Edward begins, and my eyes snap open.
I quickly let go of him. I had forgotten that he had not eaten in a while. I was probably looking good to him great now.
"I'm so sorry," I apologize.
Someone then clears their throat. I had not noticed that the door was now open and that the Cullens were standing in front of it, watching Edward and I with curious eyes. I feel my cheeks flush, and Edward quickly let's go of me. I do not ask him why he does this.
"Second time, kids," Emmett laughs.
"Oh, leave them be," Esme says with a sweet smile on her face.
"I have to go," Edward says.
"Why?" I ask. His family just saved his life and he is taking off? I then realize it is getting very hard for him to be around me because he has not eaten. "Oh."
Alice walks over to me and wraps an arm around me when Edward runs out of the room without saying another word to us. To me.
"Will he ever come back?" I ask.
Alice smiles and starts to comb out my hair with one of her hands. Inside, I know she is just dying to clean me up and make me over when we get back to their house.
"Do you want him to is the better question," Alice say, looking at me straight in the eyes.
I am almost certain she is trying to get the answer out of me by reading my mind. However, she cannot. And neither can Edward. So, I spare her the trouble in doing so by answering truthfully.
"I… yeah, I guess I do," I realize.
Did I know that was going to be the answer? Deep inside I did, but it still shocked me to actually say it out loud.
"Then, yes, he will be back," Alice replies with an almost confident voice.
I took that as she had not had a vision yet of Edward returning.
"Let's get you cleaned up and back home," Esme says.
She and Alice guide me out the door, and I can tell that they are trying to shield me from the view to the side of me, but I can see the fire that had been built that now burned James from the corner of my eye. That was only way to make sure to truly kill him.
"Oh my God! Charlie must be freaking out," I say, realizing how my father must be feeling right now, not knowing if I was dead or alive.
He probably had everyone on the case looking for me.
"He is a little angry with you," Alice says, not looking at me, but I can tell that she wants to.
"A little?" I ask with a laugh. Charlie was Forks's Police Chief. There is nothing little about his reactions. "I've been here for almost three weeks."
I feel myself calming down. Damn Jasper and his stupid mind tricks. I want to be able to yell at them, but I cannot.
"He thinks you were camping with us," Jasper says.
"And he believed you?" I ask.
I was hard to believe Jasper walking up to Charlie and asking permission for his daughter to go camping with this unusual family.
"I can be very convincing," Alice says.
Well, if had been Alice talking to Charlie, that was different. Everyone loves her.