AN GAAAAAAAAAH!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!! Okay so before I posted the 6th chapter I had 26 unread messages then after I got it up I checked 2 hrs later and I 48 unread messages! You do the math! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Bella POVAfter Esme left I sniffled my nose in a attempt to cease the runniness of it. yeah. That is a word lol. My word spell check didn't catch it soooo…The memories of my old pup were excruciatingly painful. She was a year old when she was killed. It was a gift for something I have long since blocked.
Our current foster parent went on a rage and killed her by mistake. He was after me. My dog saved my life. Ever since I have been connected to dogs. I haven't had the faintest idea why though, because it doesn't add up.
The tears are coming back now.
After that thought they spilled over and I cried in my pillow. If any one knew this then they would think 'What is the big deal?' Well, she was the only thing that heard my voice since the first day I was raped. Ever since my talking has ceased.
The tears flow much more freely now.
She was my dog, my best friend, and my light in the world. Our bond was close and to have her slaughtered in front of me was torture.
My door bust open.
I tried to calm down but only made myself even more upset. I glanced at the clock. 12:35. How could it have gotten so late?! I haven't even noticed! All of the sudden I was picked up into an icy grip. Strong arm circled around me and pulled me close. I heard small soothing noises once I started to calm slightly. I concentrated on those noises and realized it was soft cooing coming from a deep masculine voice. I wiped my cheeks free of tears only to have more spill over as the last few escaped.
I looked up to see which pale male calmed me. Edward. I visibly tensed at the thought of a male touching me. I took in a breath of air that could have been a gasp. I struggled out of his grasp and positioned myself as far away as I could. I didn't look him in the eyes but by reading his thoughts I could tell he was disappointed and hurt. I kept my head down and knees to my chest. I didn't know if he moved or not. The memory foam mattress wouldn't allow it.
I picked myself off the bed and set myself further away once I saw him scoot closer. Men hurt me. Man killed my best friend. Men were horrid creatures to hate with a passion.
I was in a corner when my space to run was out. I had completely forgotten about earlier. When he was so nice and carefree. But now I have come to my senses. Men are evil. Men are deceitful. Men are horrid. Men are killers. Men are rapists. Men have hurt me. I chanted in my head.
When he got to me he put a long finger under my chin and pulled my face up into his hurt smoldering eyes. My eyes, I am sure, hardened and gave a cold glare. In fact, I felt them do so. He then looked at me in confusion and asked: "Bella? Please. Don't be afraid. What is wrong?" With that my memories went back to my conversation with Esme and then the thoughts after she left. My eyes must have softened a hint and I felt my facial features sway between emotionless mask and a hurt, pleading, girl asking, no, begging and yelling for help.
My emotions became to much and I collapsed forward into Edward's kneeling figure. I clutched his shirt and leaked dirty tears. I must have ruined his shirt now. Oh well. I let my emotions out and he just sat there with his arms encircling me.
He shifted to a Indian style sitting position and pulled me on his lap for better grip. All I did was curl up and wonder, Why is he helping me?
AN okay so what do yall think? 2 chapters in one day? Uh-may-zing!! Lol so I will try to get one in tomorrow. No promises though! Because school work then fanfic! Sorry its me 'rents' rules. Rents as in parents. lol