Chapter 6
I did not feel completely relieved until we were in the air.
As the plane took flight, soaring into the midnight starry sky, promising us a rather safe journey to Seattle, I let out a ragged breath that I had been holding.
Much to my pleasure, Bella's arms still tangled themselves around me. I had sufficed as her life support, and I was all too willing to accommodate her comfort.
I leaned my head back into the seat cushion, absent-mindedly running my fingers through her hair.
This feeling of ecstasy was as if I had never left her.
Alice was flipping through a Cosmo magazine, her lips puckered at some of the fashion statements that she found between the pages. She flipped another page, though I felt her narrowed eyes skimming over to me. She was all too adamant for the fact that I was holding back on Bella.
I could not hide anything back from my little sister.
Alice's trickling voice doomed me to near nausea, as she interrupted my wild thoughts. 'She came all this way to save your wretched life, Edward. Yet there you sit, as nonchalant and as dumb as ever. Are you that stiff to see that the girl still loves you? Can't you see she still worships you? Why don't you let yourself just love her….' –that's when I shut Alice out of my head with a jolt of my chin.
I hid my eyes away from Amy pixie-like favorite sister and enveloped myself on listening to Bella's steady breathing.
'Suit yourself', thought Alice at me, as she tossed her magazine aside and picked up a tabloid, full of the latest Hollywood gossip. She concentrated on the cover and then opened it up with interest. She tapped her fingernail to her lips as she read out loud inside of her head. "Hmmm.' She sighed to herself.
I decided to engross myself in Bella, instead of listening to Alice, which was giving me a near migraine. Once Alice set her mind to something, she was always impatient for it to occur.
Part of me wished that I could open myself up to Bella, but for some odd reason, I could not help but think that perhaps it would be out of the relief that I was alive. I could not take advantage of her betrayed love that she still held for me, especially because she strained to keep her eyes peeled open.
She was so worn out. It hurt me to see her so tortured like this. I felt responsible for her trouble of nearly killing herself over me. Again.
I sighed and kissed her forehead gently. She turned her face to me, and I could tell she wanted more. I reached for her hand and touched my lips to her cheek and then slid my mouth to her hair. The scent intoxicated me. I inhaled her.
It was invigorating. But not in the way it used to be. It was a calming sensation.
Bella's silky fingers touched my chin, and then my cheek.
The warmth invigorated me. She caressed my chilling skin, and I felt a pulse of electricity course through me. This was not right, though it felt as if it were.
I could see Alice's satisfied expression in my peripheral vision. She looked as if she were the cat who had swallowed the canary. Feathers sticking out of her mouth and all. No sister could have looked any prouder and more puffed up than little bitty Alice. Alright, so maybe Rose could. Oh, how Rosalie would pay dearly for this. I flexed the muscles in my jaw and let my bubbles of wrath simmer down at the thought of Rosalie's stupidity.
I had no intentions of ever forgiving that one.
Alice, as radiant as ever, crossed one leg over the other and winked at me when she knew I was acknowledging her.
Alice knew that I would be giving her a yellow Porsche for bringing my love back to me. And I would fulfill that task, soon enough. I owed her so much.
I shut my eyes and allowed myself to feel Bella, for I had thought of this moment in those dark hours, thinking I would never feel this way ever again.
