Chapter 20: He's At The Funeral

I was pacing the living room while Rosalie flipped through a magazine. She glanced up and saw that I was still pacing.

Would you cut that out?

"Sorry" I apologized. I went and sat down on the couch.

"Did you and Bella ever figure out that whole mind reading thing?" Rosalie asked her eyes returning to her magazine.

"What do you mean?"

"She told me that you read her mind once and then couldn't anymore."

"Oh, Carlisle thinks that she can chose when to let me in or not" I explained in an unsure tone.

"Ok" Rosalie said drawing out each letter. I looked out the window searching for the car. When was she coming back?

I wonder what Emmett thinks about?

"Trust me you don't want to know," I said confidently.

"How long did they say they'd be gone?" I asked.

What are you so worried about it's just your funeral.

Just my funeral. I could not even begin to describe how wrong that sounded.

"I don't want anyone getting suspicious of anything, plus this morning with the sun. How would it have looked it Bella hadn't shown up for my funeral."

Rosalie was giving me an odd look by now. I just returned to my pacing.

Bella's POV

The Minster continued on and I tried to make myself look as miserable as possibly. My face was doing a good job but since I wasn't a crying, hysteric wreak like Lauren.

She was such a faker. I received many dirty looks from her and Jessica. I sat in the pew behind Charlie, Renee, and Phil. My family had come with me for moral support while Rosalie stayed home with Edward. Everyone thought she just had a bad cold.

The service ended and we all made our way to the cemetery. I felt awful that I didn't feel worse. I mean my boyfriend was technically dead, and his parents had lost their only son.

Phil had his arm wrapped around Renee who was sobbing into his shoulder. Charlie just stood there, his eyes looked completely dead and he walked as if in a trance.

It's your fault Bella.

My conscience was screaming at me.

You took their son away. You really are a monster.

I shook my head trying to knock out the thoughts but they kept getting louder. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I whirled around and ran off into the woods. I heard the confused mutter of voices as I ran faster.

"Wonderful Bella! Go ahead and make a scene," I muttered to myself when I finally came to a stop in the middle of the forest.

Edward's POV

Finally Carlisle's Mercedes pulled into the driveway. Everyone got out and I noticed Bella was absent.

Bella just needed a break.

Alice's thoughts showed me Bella running away from my burial. Good. I didn't want her to have to watch that. The others joined Rosalie and me inside where I caught glimpse of my funeral in their minds. I stopped looking when I reached the ones with Charlie and Renee in them.

"I'll be upstairs" I said and wandered up the steps. I lay down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Not being able to sleep was really annoying. Sometimes there were just some moments when your mind needed a break and a chance to clear. I heard approaching footsteps and recognized them as Bella's. I stayed where I was and Bella entered the room and crawled into my arms. I held her close and breathed in her scent.

"How you doing?" she asked sweetly.

"I should be asking you the same thing" I retorted. She gave a short laugh.

"Edward you know that if your scared of this, you can tell me right?" Bella said with a hint of sorrow in her voice.

I kissed the top of her head, "I know."

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