A/N: Hope you like this chapter, it is rather long (compared to my other chapters) So, knock yourselves OUT!
Disclaimer: Mrs. Meyere owns everything! (cept this plot)
The next few hours were hell. Once I felt I could talk to other people, Edward and I left the hospital. And when I turned the knob of his front door, I didn't know what hit me. Literally.
"How was the car crash? Did it hurt?" Rosalie whispered so that I could only hear. She was now holding my hand with a death grip. It seemed to everyone else we were happily holding hands because I was grimacing at pain, which probably looked like I was smiling.
"Get off of me." I said. I tried pulling my hand out of her grasp, but she only held on tighter. She led me upstairs, but I pulled back, trying to get away from her.
"Just let go!" I yelled, not able to have a calm tone anymore. This was too much. I missed Charlie extremely and Rosalie was just being horrible.
"Just let go." I said again, but not with as much angriness. I was too tired (even though vampires never got tired) and I felt like dieing. My grip on the rail of the stairs loosened and Rosalie jerked me up the stairs. I looked back to see Alice with wide eyes. Why wasn't she doing anything?
"Edward?" I called. I felt weak calling for him, but I did it anyway.
"Let go Rose, just let go. What is your problem?" Edward yelled, suddenly by our sides. Why did it take so long for him to come and help me?
"No, just let me finish my job!" She yelled. I had no clue what she was talking about, but I had had enough. I broke down, and if I could cry, I would have been balling. I slumped down on the stairs, limp. Edward came to my side quickly.
"Just let us be! Please!" He begged, trying to lift me, but I couldn't move. I didn't want this to be my life.
"No." Rosalie finally said, and she jerked me up the stairs again. I was barely conscious of the stairs hitting against my head, but then I heard a growl that made my bones shake with fear. I looked up to see Edward on top of Rosalie, clawing at her skin. I didn't have enough strength to get up and stop them, so I just laid there. After a second, Carlisle and Esme were there. Carlisle tried to pull Edward away and Esme was reasoning with Rosalie. Finally, Carlisle got Edward in a death hold, not letting him move. I tried to arouse myself to move, but my limbs weren't responding.
"Bella?" Alice asked. Her voice was near me somewhere.
"Mmhmm?" I asked lazily.
"Come on, let's go." She picked me up and walked me past the two encaged Edward and Rosalie. I felt a familiar fluffy bed under me. We were in Edward's room.
"I'm sorry, I should have seen the car crash. I am so sorry." Alice apologized. I shook my head slowly.
"It isn't your fault. I'm fine anyway." I told her. I didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. I just wanted to have Charlie near me. Why all of a sudden did I feel so attached to him? I wish I had spent more time with him.
"I'll get Edward." I heard Alice whisper and close the door behind her. I sat there, my eyes closed. I could hear the snarling and growling being exchanged between Edward and Rosalie. Why did Rosalie try to kill me? I just didn't want to even think about it right now, all I wanted was Edward (and Charlie.)
Soon, I smelt Edward's beautiful scent fill the room. I inhaled and smiled, despite the pain I felt inside.
"I'm sorry, honey." He whispered. I felt the mattress move as he laid next to me.
"No apologizes, please." I said, fed up with the regret around me. I opened my eyes to see Edward looking up at the ceiling, on the other side of the bed. I moved closer to him, using his chest as a pillow. I wrapped my arms around him and he did the same, pulling me closer than ever. I snuggled closer, feeling okay. If I had Edward, I would be fine.
We sat there for over an hour. During that time, I wished I could sleep. Anything to take me away from the reality of the world. But then I noticed, being with Edward was the same exact effect. Once I had cuddle next to him, my worries had faded. I looked up to see Edward had his eyes closed. I shook him a little to "awake" him from his "slumber."
"Yes, darling?" He asked, looking down at me. I looked at his eyes, which were full of despair, grief, and regret.
"You know I love you, right?" I asked.
"Of course." He took one of his hands from my waist and cupped my face. I smiled, feeling content.
"And do you know how you make me feel?" I asked playfully, all worries of the world gone.
"Hmm…somewhat. From that blush on your cheeks." He brushed his thumb on my cheek, making me blush. He smiled, "And the way you do this." He pulled me closer to him and I immediately nuzzled closer to him. I smiled, seeing what I involuntarily.
"You make all my troubles go away. You make my life worth living." I said, pulling even closer to him.
"Hmm…" He said, putting his face into my hair and inhaling, "You have that same effect on me. I love you, Isabella."
"I love you." I said instinctively. He smiled and hugged me closer, even though I thought that was impossible because of how close we already were. We sat there in silence, thinking our own thoughts. My mind flashed to Charlie and I grimaced. Such harsh thoughts of the outside world hurt me. Edward noticed my twitch and looked down at me inquiringly.
"How are you doing?" He asked, pulling me on top of him. I laid my head on his chest, breathing a few needless breaths.
"I miss him. I never knew how much I needed him." I said shakily. Edward knew who "he" was immediately.
"I know, it hurts. I'm sorry." He squeezed me slightly, and then put his cool hands around my waist.
"I know you can't do anything, I just…" I drifted off, feeling the loss fill my body. I had no dad. Happy, solemn Charlie was gone, never to come back. I shivered slightly, not finding an outlet for this feeling. "Edward…" I choked desperately as I slid off of him and got up, pacing the room. I didn't know what to do with myself. Charlie was gone! I kept repeating it in my head. Edward slowly got up from the bed and stopped me from walking. He hugged me and I restrained. I pushed back, but he kept pulling me closer. I hit him on the chest and yelled a bit, but finally I broke in, not able to take the pain alone.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I'm so sorry. I don't want you to be in pain." He whispered as he hugged me, rocking me back and forth. I didn't say anything, wishing desperately I could cry to release this feeling. Edward picked me up and laid me on the bed. I sat there stone still, feeling as if I pretended I was dead, it wouldn't hurt as much.
I laid there for hours. Edward stayed by me the whole time, looking worriedly at my face. I just closed my eyes eventually, not wanting to be here. Not wanting to be on this planet.
"Carlisle." Edward whispered. I heard the door click open immediately and I smelt Carlisle enter the room.
"She isn't moving. What is wrong?" Edward asked quietly.
"I believe this is called depression." Carlisle said in a businesslike tone. I felt his hand touch my forehead and then my cheek.
"Come with me." I heard Carlisle say. "Edward, come!" Carlisle demanded. Edward must have shaken his head in disagreement with Carlisle's first statement. I felt him reluctantly move off the bed and out of the room. I drifted off in my own world. In my own world, there was a big house with only Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Alice, Charlie, and Edward in it. There, we all lived happily with no pain and hurt.
I was unfortunately pulled back to reality by a cool hand on my shoulder.
"Bella, please get up." Edward's hurt and strained voice filled my ears. I felt the hurt from his voice. I opened my eyes and slowly sat up. By the door were two suitcases.
"What is going on?" I asked groggily.
"Bella, we are leaving. And please, don't argue." He said before I could state my disagreement. "We will come back, we just can't stay here." He picked me up from the bed and took the two suitcases in his hands. He ran down the stairs and out the door. I got a short glance of outside. It was dark outside, so it must have been a long time I had been "dreaming" of my perfect world. Edward laid me across the backseat, putting a blanket over me. Soon, I felt my body jolted slightly forward as he drove quickly out.
After five minutes, I started preparing myself for getting up. I slowly lifted myself up on my two elbows, looking out the window. I didn't look like Forks.
"Edward?" I said softly. He looked back at me and I saw him force a smile onto his face. I maneuvered myself to the passenger seat.
"You really should just lie down." Edward insisted.
"No thanks." I said politely back, "Where are we going? Why are we going?"
Edward seemed to hesitate before he told me, "Rosalie is not safe. I cannot trust what I had trusted in her before. I used the think she wouldn't hurt you, since I was family and that would be cruel. She doesn't feel any attachment with me anymore. Her main and only goal is to destruct you. She is not safe." Edward said. It took me a while to absorb the information. I had never thought she would actually try to hurt me.
"We are going two cities away from Forks. It is a town called Sequim." He informed me.
"Does she know that?" I asked.
"No, and I'm not planning in her knowing." He said, his face dead serious. I nodded slightly, my thoughts were jumbled and I didn't feel like rearranging them. There were many questions to ask.
Could I make it without Charlie?
Did Rosalie believe she could "destroy" me with Edward around?
Would moving to this town make a difference?
What happened to my Porsche?
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In about an hour, we reached Sequim. It was a quiet town, but not as small as Forks.
"Where are we going to stay?" I asked Edward, confused.
"I have a small house that is right on the coast." He said, looking at me. I smiled wryly at him.
We drove north until we reached the water. There were many houses right on the beach, but Edward drove past them all, driving westward. Finally, we stopped at a small house. It was similar to the Forks house. It had many windows and was an off-white color. We got out of the car and Edward carried the two suitcases.
"It's beautiful." I stated. We were inside now and I was looking out the front. Two huge windows, stretching from the floor to the roof, covered this wall and it overlooked the waves crashing into the sandy beach.
"I know, it is. Esme built it." He said, holding my hand. He led me up a small staircase to a room and one bathroom. It was small, compared to our house in Forks. Edward set down the suitcases next to the small bed and then he came to me.
"All you alright?" He whispered, bringing me into a small hug.
"I think I will be." I sighed, laying my head carefully on his chest. He just held me for a minute, prolonging the moment. Reluctantly, I lifted my head and pulled back slightly.
"Will Rose know we are here? How hasn't she found out yet" I asked and I saw Edward shake his head.
"You don't need to worry yourself about that. That is my job." He leaned in and gave me a little kiss on the lips, "Besides, I just want to be with you." I smiled at the childish voice he used here.
We walked down stairs and out the door. Edward walked ahead of me, sitting on the beach, near where the waves were coming to. He looked back at me and smiled (which almost made me faint) and patted the space next to him. I strode over and sat down. I scooted next to him and laid my head on his shoulder.
As we sat there on the beach, the sun rising, I smelt the salty sea air. It blew into my face as the wind swirled around. The water was a deep blue color, making it look sinister and mysterious. I looked toward Edward and saw his head leaned back and his eyes closed. He was taking deep breaths, probably enjoying the fresh scent.
I turned my head back, looking at the small, joyful house. The two huge windows on either side of the front door were glistening from the rising sun. The small white door was placed in between the windows, making the house look perfectly symmetrical. In front of the door was an old porch. When you stepped on it, it creaked with age. There was a small railing/fence surrounding the porch. Every few feet, a white pillar held up the roof above. On the porch was one of those swinging seats. It rocked lightly back and forth from the slight wind.
I looked back at Edward to see him staring at me.
"You're beautiful." He stated. Right as he said this, a sudden strong blow of wind came toward us. My hair was whipped backward, making it seem as if I were in a movie.
I smiled at him. I was glad that it was Edward I was "stuck" with while we waited for Rosalie to cool off. But once I thought about her name, a shiver went down my spine.
"When can we go back?" I asked quietly, not wanting to ruin the stillness and beauty.
"I'm not sure. It is not like she can just suddenly change her mind about you. So, I' not sure how we are going to end this." He admitted.
"Maybe I have to go back." I said slowly, coming to a resolution in my mind. Edward's face became grave.
"Do you want to die?" He asked through clenched teeth, "Rosalie will definitely kill you if you are anywhere near her."
"Well, that might be true, but we will be running from her for the rest of our long lives unless we do something. If we go back, then it can either go one way or another. Either she decides she wants to hunt me forever or we all find out what is wrong and address it." I explained. Edward stayed still for a minute thinking. I knew I was right, but could Edward get over his big ego to see I was correct?
"No." He said simply, wrapping his hands around my waist and squeezing me tightly.
"Edward." I whined, pulling away from him and standing up. He looked hurt, his hands empty. "This is the only way we will get a straight answer, and you know that!" I said.
"But what if she hurts you?" Edward mumbled in a weak tone. I smelled defeat in the air.
"I can do things myself. I know you don't want me to, but I can! Edward," I dropped to my knees and took his face in between my hands. He was looking the other way, so I forced him to look me in the eyes, "I can do this. I know it. Please, have some trust in me." Edward's forehead wrinkled as he frowned. He looked up at me under his eyelashes, making me dizzy for a second, but I straightened in attention. I couldn't let his perfectness persuade me this time. His eyes searched mine, searching for a different way to do this. His eyes fell, seeing I was right. His head grew limp in my hands.
"I do trust you, I am just scared." He whispered. "You are right, we have to go face the issue." He then looked up at me, his eyes suddenly dancing with happiness. "But can we stay here a little longer?" I smiled at his plea.
"I was just going to ask you the same thing." I kissed him on the forehead before sinking down to his level. I leaned in and slowly kissed his lips. He put his hands on either side of my face. He lightly pushed me down to the sand. He then kissed me while he lightly rested his body over mine. I reached up and ran my hands through his hair. I then locked my fingers behind his neck and sighed. As Edward pulled away for an unwanted break and an unnecessary breath, I looked up at him.
"We are going to have fun." I whispered before he came back to my lips, kissing me tenderly.
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