A/N: This one is a bit longer, and it is the part of the story that probably should have come later, but its not the biggest part so its not that big of a deal lol. I hope you like it, I hope I did it right, and if not, tell me I'm a loser and I have to do it over again lol!
I want to thank all of you that suggested ideas for upcoming parts in the story which includes: "Margpena", "AriesFireQN", "Jk5959 (who seems to have half my brain)", and "MielAngelEyes" you guys have all helped me a lot actually so thanks a billion and one! Free sexy Edwards, sexy Jaspers, and sexy Emmetts to you... I'll throw in Jake, James, and Carlisle if that sort of thing is your bad baby ;) Enjoy!
The next day was going to be terrible, Edward could already tell. Rosalie and Emmett were still gone; Carlisle was working all day, Esme had her schedule full with various different classes she was taking for fun, and Alice had planned a whole day for she and Jasper which would mean Edward would be left alone with Bella. He could have left, but he wanted to stay. She wasn't awake yet; it was still too early for her to be up. So he took the opportunity to hunt, he had to do it practically every single day since he had been back. If he hadn't, his thirst for Bella's blood would become too strong, and he didn't trust himself.
When he returned to the house, he knew she was awake, because he had heard the shower while he was walking through the back door. It stopped instantly when he closed the door, and he got the sense that Bella knew that she would be alone with him today. Half an hour had gone by, and she still hadn't come out of her room. He suddenly got an idea; he only hoped it would work.
Bella was in her room and didn't want to come out; she knew that everyone had ditched her today. Something was going on with Alice; she was being too sneaky lately. Conveniently planning to leave when she knew everyone but Edward would be away wasn't subtle, but she played the innocent part.
Bella didn't want to face Edward, because she hated being so angry with him all the time. There were a few moments where they would actually get along, and they would have some good conversations, but in the month that he had been back, she still wouldn't open up to him. And she could count the times that were good between them on two hands. She sighed as she put down her copy of "Romeo and Juliet" and closed her eyes, hoping that she would think of something that would take her mind off of Edward. Her thoughts were interrupted by a beautiful sound that she hadn't realized she missed so much. The music was obviously coming from downstairs, Edward was playing the piano. But there was something familiar about the song; it took her a few moments to realize what it was. The lullaby that Edward had written for her when she was younger filled the air and brought tears to her eyes.
Edward's hands danced across the keys by memory, he would never forget this song. He wrote it for her when she was younger, and it helped her sleep every night. He continued, this part of the song got unbearably sweet, and he felt a change in the air around him. Her scent filled his senses and he knew she was behind him. It worked. He didn't stop playing until he finished the song. He turned around and saw her standing in the doorway of the den. Her arms were crossed over her, as if she were trying to hold herself together, her eyes were glossy as if she had just been crying, and she had never looked so sad yet so beautiful. Edward quickly pushed that thought out of his head. He had no right to think she was beautiful.
"Come for a walk with me?" Edward asked. He got up and crossed the room, stalling by her for a second, and then continued without looking back at her. He could tell she was following him though.
They came to a spot just like the one she loved at the old house where a tree trunk lay over the creek. He wondered if she ever came here when he was gone. He had missed so much, but she felt like a completely different person now.
They both walked to the center of the tree trunk and sat down, it wasn't raining, but the clouds threatened it, they were exceptionally dark that day, causing the mood to darken as well.
"What do you want?" She asked, not in a mean way, but more curious. She still wasn't looking at him, she hadn't since they sat down. She also sat a good foot away from him, showing him that she didn't want to be close.
"To talk," He answered softly.
"Then talk," She bit back. She sighed, she didn't want to be this mean to him, but she couldn't help it. Edward tried to not take it personally, but he knew her anger was directed at him. He just didn't understand why she was so angry, sadness when he left, he could understand, but not the anger she had for him still.
"Why are you so angry at me?" Edward asked quietly. Bella finally looked at him; the emotion that shone through her expressive eyes shocked him. Never once had he been able to read her thoughts, but this one look in her eyes had been enough for him. Complete anger, a hint of sadness, and doubt.
"You honestly don't know?" She asked with a bitter laugh. How could Edward not know why she was angry? Was he blind?
"I don't, please explain it to me," Edward pleaded.
"You left me!" Bella exclaimed. The resentment dripping from her words stung him, she shook her head and stood up and started walking away. He lightly grabbed her hand and stopped her, this was going to be figured out, and he wouldn't give her the chance to run away again. She reluctantly sat back down.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I didn't think that would be the reason behind all this anger you have. It just seems like there is more to it than that," He said cautiously.
"Edward, you saved me. I didn't know it until I had a better understanding of what happened, but you took me in and gave me a family. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't have found me at that park and took me home," She said quietly. Edward thought back to the man that had been planning on taking her and shuddered. He knew what would have happened, luckily, Carlisle had tipped off the police. That guy had been someone the police had been looking for a while, and finally they caught him with Carlisle and Edward's help.
"It doesn't help you to think about the 'what if' situations. You are safe now, and that's what matters," He said softly.
"How could you have been that selfish? You didn't see what your family went through every single day, or even what I went through. You were the one person I trusted more than anyone. You left and took the heart of your family with you! They didn't give me any details on why you left, but if it was something that they understood, they wouldn't have been so sad. It was like you were ripped away from them. What exactly did you have to do that was so damn important?" Bella asked.
Edward hesitated; he didn't want to scare her. He didn't want her to blame herself, but he didn't want to lie to her either. He wanted a fresh start with her. He wanted to be able to have light conversations and hang out like she did with the rest of the family.
"If I tell you the truth, you have to promise me something. First, you have to let me finish before you interrupt, and secondly, you have to place all blame on me and no one else, because it wasn't anyone's fault but my own," Edward said.
"Okay," She agreed too quickly, Edward knew she would blame herself anyway. He sighed; there was no getting out of it now anyway.
"I'm sure they have told you the affect your scent has on each of them already. But everyone but Jasper and I would be able to deal with it. Their tolerance is much stronger, and they had been around much longer. Your blood has a different affect on me than anyone else. Has anyone explained what a 'singer' is in the vampire sense?" Edward asked, hating to use the word.
"Jasper told me about it. He had killed his because he couldn't help the bloodlust. He said it's stronger than anything he had ever felt. It was as if the human was meant for him specifically," She said, almost shuddering. She was thinking about Jasper's story too much to put the pieces together.
"You are that to me, Bella. You are my singer, and that night I had almost killed you. You fell off your bed, and started bleeding. I couldn't control anything, the animal inside took over completely and I was at your door in an instant. Jasper was the one to stop me. I knew that it wasn't safe for me to be around you. I would kill myself if I ever let anything happen to you, and there I was, the one that could have killed you. I had to leave Bella. I couldn't bear it," Edward said, his voice just above a whisper. Bella's anger all melted away, and instantly, she felt at fault.
"You should have just put me up to an adoption agency. I didn't know your secret yet; there was no need for you to be ripped from your family. I had only been there about a year or so," Bella said, almost in tears. Edward grabbed her hand and held it until she looked at him.
"You promised you wouldn't blame anyone but me. You needed them and they needed you. We were all too attached to let you go, you brought something to this family that they never had. If you think they were sad when I left, you should see what they would have been like if you were the one to go. And I was selfish, and wanted you to be close, even if I wasn't. There was always the option to see you though. I'm sorry for being like that," Edward said. He wanted to know that all he had to do was come home, and there she would be. He couldn't bear to not know where she was.
"Please stop apologizing. I feel like I'm the one that needs to," Bella said. She was disgusted in herself.
"Bella, please don't. Not a single one of them blame you. I definitely don't. You are the reason they were able to stay happy while I was gone, so in a way, you saved them too; and me. Every single day that I was gone, I was testing my strength. I was making sure that I could withstand the worst possible cravings, so that I could return. I wanted to so bad, but I wouldn't do it until I was sure you were safe. It still affects me more than you will ever know, but as long as I have some control over it, I'm okay," He explained.
In an instant she was in his arms, she tightened her hold, and started to cry. She couldn't help herself, she tried so hard to stop, but she couldn't. He was tense at first from the closeness, and the burning in his throat had returned full force. He stopped breathing, and just held her, while rubbing gentle circles on her back, and reassuring her that it was okay every few minutes.
There was the breakthrough that he desperately wanted. They were going to be able to be friends, but he could always see the guilt that Bella had felt. He wished that he could take it away, but eventually she was going to have to accept it wasn't her fault. He didn't care if it took the rest of his life, he would make sure she knew she wasn't to blame.
Soooo everything seems okay now, right? Hmmmmm.... hahaha Review lovelies!