CHAPTER 4
I walked back to my truck feeling a little better…then…also a little worse. I felt better because I got to take my anger and frustration out on Angel. And then it was because he has shown up that I felt a little worse. Don't get me wrong kicking his ass was great, but like I said before…deep down I think I still loved him. My mind immediately went to Edward again. Great, I still have to see him tomorrow. Maybe I could skip school. The thought crossed my mind, only for a second though.
By this time I had reached my truck. Did it seem a little tilted on one side? I scanned the tires and groaned. Damn him! The jackass had slashed my tires. Not to mention the rain had now gone from a steady drizzle to a downpour. Great, just great.
I opened the door to retrieve my coat and backpack. Well…it looked like it was going to be a long walk home. Now did Charlie see why I wanted a cell phone? Could it be any more obvious?
I trudged down the road. The rain falling harder, the sky growing darker, and the time growing later. I was soaked to the bone and shivering. Each step I took was becoming more forced and sluggish. Something warm was trickling down the side of my face. It had been for a while, I just chose to ignore it. I reached up and touched it, then brought my hand close to my face to see it. Blood. Wonderful! I'm gonna die before I get home. I started to feel light headed and hot. Nope I'm gonna get sick, then die before I get home.
Now I was close to school. I glanced at my watch. By golly it was sure dark for 4 PM. The school would still be open for students doing extra circular activities. I only hoped that I could make it.
I was slowing down even more. My feet dragged in the muddy grass, and felt like they each weighed 100 pounds.
I cried out as my foot caught on a root and I went sprawling to the ground, and I didn't bother to get up. I didn't want to. I just wanted to stay and lay there forever.
A sharp pain was in my side, where I could feel warm blood starting to seep out of there too. Every bone in my body was aching. Damn Angel for this…I was probably suffering ore than he was…that was not supposed to happen. Why couldn't he just kill me and get it over with? Obviously my mind wasn't working straight.
These thoughts went through my mind as I heard a car pull up to the curb. I turned my head to see a figure coming close.
"Are you OK?"
Oh god, not him. I thought as I heard his voice penetrate my mind. Why did Edward always have to show up in my greatest hour of need…not that I needed help. Apparently he didn't know who I was yet, but who would? I was probably deformed by now.
"Do you need help?" he asked cautiously, stepping closer. He turned me over, so I was on my back now staring up at the rain. I heard him take in a sharp breath.
Here it comes.
Any second now….
"Bella!"
"Hmmm. What?" I asked as if this happened every day. Edward knelt down quickly and picked me up in his arms. I groaned in protest.
"What happened?" he demanded. His voice carried worry along with the anger.
"Nothing. I tripped." I replied groggily. He didn't find me funny at all. His voice had a serious tone, "People don't look like this from tripping. Although it's easy to believe that you just tripped." That irritated me.
"Put me down. Now" I growled.
"Not likely" he chuckled. Somehow he got the passenger door open and he set me down in the seat. My head lolled back on the headrest. I was soaked thoroughly and probably leaving blood on his white leather seat. Good, Something for him to remember me by.
Edward got in the driver's side then turned to look at me. As soon as he saw my face he turned his head back to the road.
"Bella. Please tell me what happened."
"No." I groaned, turning y head to the window. I noticed that he hadn't started his car yet. I turned to glare at him. He glanced at me as I inclined to the ignition. "Well…"
"I'm not taking you home until you explain to me what happened." He was white knuckling the steering wheel and breathing through his mouth. What the heck?
"I told you. I tripped over a fricken log!" I yelled. He just stared at me fully in doubt. I crossed my arms. He sighed then leaned his forehead onto the steering wheel.
It was then when I opened the door as fast as I could and ran.