"Edward, I called Carlisle because I'm scared.. I'm not scared of you but you're not yourself and he can help." I wiped my nose and saw it was bleeding.
"Bella, I have never felt more like myself. Do you know when I wasn't myself? When I had to be the golden child. I was the first Carlisle turned so it was an unspoken rule for me to set a standard. I had to show my siblings how a Cullen should act." He walked towards the end of the bed and stared at me. I wrapped my arms around myself and didn't interrupt him. What could I say? "You'll have the family looking for us now, when I wanted to enjoy our last week together peacefully. Before they realized we would not be joining them." My face must have showed my confusion because he answered my next question. "Oh yes, we're going off on our own darling. To enjoy married life as it should be.. without your 'parents' hovering over you."
"Edward, where are we going?" I gasped as he was next to me before I finished blinking. He ran his hand along my cheek.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about that. It'll be somewhere they can't find us." He whispered as he wrapped his hands around my waist.
"But, Alice will see what you decide. She'll know where we go." He laughed at this.
"Alice will be departing from the family as well soon enough. Besides, she wouldn't tell them where we're going anyway. But thanks to your little stunt we have to leave sooner." He grabbed his phone from my hand and made a phone call. I assumed he was contacting an airport because he spoke in Portuguese. I put my face in my hands and took a deep breath. What is happening here? Is Edward crazy? I've never seen him act anything remotely close to this way. He must be a really good actor, if apparently he's had the whole family fooled. And what does he mean Alice wouldn't tell them where we are? Oh my God, is Alice crazy too? Did she see Edward plan on revealing his "true" self to me? If so, why would she let me come here? Or even marry him? I was pulled from my thoughts from a sharp pain in my neck.
"I would prefer it if you are asleep for the duration of our trip, dear." It was then I noticed Edward putting a syringe away.
"Wait, did you just drug me?!" I could feel my mind getting sluggish.
"No, I did not 'drug' you," he rolled his eyes. "I gave you a sedative to help you sleep." He kissed my forehead as my eyes started to get heavier. "Sleep well, my love. We will be in our new home when you awake." The last thing I saw was Edward turning his back on me and walking out of the room.
I awoke to the sun nearly blinding me. Where are we? I tried to look around at my surroundings only to notice I couldn't move. It was then I realized I was in Edward's arms.
"Good morning, sweetheart. Did you sleep well?" He flashed that beautiful crooked grin at me and I nearly melted. Did I dream all that? I must have because Edward would never behave that way. I smiled back at him.
"Good morning, Edward." I leaned in to kiss his lips and I tasted blood. I leaned back and rubbed my hand over my mouth to see remnants of dried up blood. Oh no, oh no, oh NO! Edward is crazy. And he's practically kidnapping me. Is it kidnapping if I'm over 18 and he's my husband?
"I'm glad to see your in a better mood today." He got up and walked towards the bathroom. "Lets get you cleaned up. We travelled for quite some time and I'm sure you would like to get some fresh clothes and some lunch in you."
"Lunch? What time is it?" I tried to look around and I noticed a very high ceiling above us that was just about all glass. No wonder the sun was so bright. He sat me down on the toilet seat and began to run my bath water.
"It's about 1:30 p.m." He came over to me and started to undress me. I sat as still as I could, I definitely didn't want a repeat of last night. "I'm setting the water much hotter than it needs to be because I'd like to get in with you." He bent down and slipped my socks and shoes off my feet.
"I'd really like to just get cleaned up. I feel grimy." He looked at me and blinked a few times and then he stood up.
"Ok then. I'll leave you alone." He slid my shorts off and it was then I noticed he must have gotten me dressed to travel. He can get me dressed but he can't wipe the fucking blood off my face? Once I was completely naked he scooped me in his arms and took me over to the tub. I noticed the steam coming from the water.
"Edward, you forgot to turn the water temperature down. It'll be too hot if your not in it." He snorted a small laugh.
"No, I think it'll be just right." And then he dropped me into the fucking scolding hot bath.