A.N Okay I am updating again so I hope that everybody forgives me for how long it took me to update before. So I'm making it to everybody by updating sooner, only days later. So I hope that everybody will forgive me and will give me at least ten reviews for this before I update soon cause I've got the next chapter already written. Well with out further ado here is chapter 4! I hope you guys like it.
I could feel the pounding of his fist on the stage door as I weakly slumped against it. I couldn't help but whimper each time he hit the door, feeling like he was pounding against the life that I had made for myself. A life that wasn't suitable for him to handle, a life that he wasn't ready to take in yet, a life where he didn't know that he had fathered a child. I hung my head down as I heard the pounding getting quieter and quieter, he was only knocking now, trying to persuade me to open the door. I couldn't push myself to stand up as I heard him pleading with me.
"Bella who were you talking about? Bella please tell me what's going on? I know there's something that you aren't telling me. Bella open the door!" He screamed at me and I felt the sobs rip from my throat harder than they did before. I wrapped my arms around my legs and sobbed against my knees. "Baby…" His words whispered against the door and I felt my spine start to tremble. Baby… He used to call me that, every time when he knew that I was hiding something. I shook my head and wiped my cheeks free of tears. I wasn't going to give in as easily as I did then. I wasn't seventeen anymore. "Baby please open the door…" He cried against the door, I could almost feel his whole body pressing up against the door.
"Edward, I can't…" I whispered and stood up. I walked towards my vanity mirror and stared at my son. The little boy that had become my whole world. I felt the tears well up in my eyes as I stared at my smiling angel. "Why can't you just leave me alone? Why can't you just let me live my life…" I trailed off hanging my head and running my fingers across the picture as my hand trailed down the mirror.
"Because I won't let you live your life like this…" His whispers frightened me and I jumped up, twirling around the face him. I stared in shock as he stood in my door way. I wrapped my arms around my core and wiped my tears hastily away.
"How did you get in here?" I asked turning away from him and facing the mirror. "That door is supposed to be locked." I murmured while staring at him behind me in the mirror. My face was hard and cold, a face that I had grow accustomed to from being here. The "blank" look as many people liked to call it.
"I picked the lock." He said as if that was the most normal thing in the world. "You're going to talk to me, Bella. You're going to tell me who you were telling me about. You're going to tell me what happened to make you like this. I didn't expect to find you like this. I thought that you would be in college or at least happy with your life." He came up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders.
I pushed him away from me and walked to the other side of the room, my heels pounding against the cold tile floors "I am happy with my life. You being here is what is making my life hell. You being here is making me think over and over again what it took for me to get to this place. A place where I don't care about anything anymore as long as we are taken care of. I don't care about you." I whispered the last part and turned away from him. I hung my head and put my hand to my forehead.
"Who's, Anthony?" He asked which caused my eyes to grow wide. I turned back towards him and noticed him holding the picture in his hand. I had written , Anthony 1 year six months, I hastily ripped the picture from his hand and held it to my heart, to keep it away from him. I noticed Edwards eyebrows furrowing and he looking like he was thinking about something. I guess when realization came around in his mind his eyes widened and he stared at me like he didn't know who I was. "Bella you didn't…" He whispered shaking his head. "Why didn't you come to me?" He asked moving towards me.
"Because you didn't want me anymore! You told me that you didn't love me anymore! Why would I go to the man that pushed me out of his life just because I wasn't enough of a challenge anymore? I left because you didn't want me. AND HE'S MINE!" I screamed clutching the picture to my chest and shaking my head. "You can't have him!" I shouted my heart clenching into tiny little pieces. My legs couldn't hold me up any longer as my knees buckled and my body hit the ground, shaking with sobs. I felt hands on my shoulders trying to pull me up to my feet but I pushed him away. I stared at his face and my lower lip trembled. Tears leaked from the corner of my eyes as I watched him lick his lip and try and touch my face. "I can't do this…" I whispered, pushing him away from me and throwing my coat on.
"Let me drive you home. Maybe we can talk about this." He said while standing behind me watching me get dressed.
I shook my head and looked over my shoulder at the man that I had loved since I knew what love was. "I think you're done enough, and I'm tired of talking." I trembled and ran out of my dressing room. I made it to the street before I hoped into a cab and made my way home.
I unclenched my hand from around the picture of my son that I had kept holding onto. I whimpered as I stared at his smile staring back at me. The same crooked smile of his father. "I can't have him around me…" I whispered touching the picture with the tip of my finger. "He can't have you, Anthony. I won't let him…" I whispered clutching the picture to my chest like a teddy bear and watching the city lights of the night fly by my window….
A.N ok that's chapter like I promised and I will update sooner I promise. But like I said I expect atleast ten reviews for this before I update again. Well I hope you enjoyed it and I loved everybody who at least read it. Until next time…
~Isabella Black Cullen
