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What happened last chapter:
I felt my vision swim before me. Bella was staring at me; her anger had vanished, replaced by fear. Edward was looking at me; his eyes still golden, a look of immense shock and pain on his face. He stared at my side, and I followed his gaze.
My side was coated in blood, the smell made my head swim; rust, salt, iron.
My eyes drifted to the ground below me, as my head lolled to the side, I saw the white snow at my feet, steadily becoming stained with crimson. My blood oozed into the snow. I couldn't breathe, the impact had knocked all breath out of me, all but one. I used it, staring straight into his face, forgetting all else.
"Edward." I choked.
Then: darkness.
The Tipping Point
Carefully, I opened my eyes. I saw a white light a head of me, blinding and incandescent, then shone two golden suns, moving above me. My sight cleared slightly and I could see the suns more plainly, they stopped the obliterating darkness, I felt oddly warmed by their presence. They were becoming more refined now. How odd it was that they were so deep and why could I see two black dots in the middle of them?
Distantly I heard voices, muffled and hazy, the suns were still above me though, but the black dots within them really were a mystery…
I closed my eyes, I felt so comfortable here, utter oblivion, it was strangely comforting, I welcomed the cool darkness, let it embrace me, though part of me was still vaguely curious. What was happening?
I could almost hear now, murmurs passed quickly, a high pitched tinkling reached her ears, it sounded oddly familiar.
"Carlisle, she opened her eyes!"
"Alice, stay back, she's bleeding profusely."
What were these voices, and why did they sound so afraid. Everything was so blissful, what was that about bleeding?
"I can't leave her, she keeps drifting in and out-"
"Alice, if you do not let me treat her now, her condition will remain critical."
A pause. What was this? The names rang a small bell in my mind, but still all was so distant, I just wanted to fall asleep, to let the waves pull me under…
"Is she awake?"
"Her eyes were open, she's closed them again now, but she can't see yet, I predict in about 56 seconds she'll wake up completely.
"Then we must move her, she'll be traumatised if she stays here."
"There's no time!"
"Alice, you won't be able to control yourself-"
But I didn't hear the end of the sentence.
Because it was at that precise moment that the complete and utter intolerable pain hit.
I felt my whole body starting to convulse, I began to shake, the paroxysm of despair erupted out of me. I could not breathe. I could not move.
I could not even scream.
"CARLSILE!" I heard the shriek, but my mind could not format the voice. Everything hurt, I felt the pain hold me where I lay, I writhed unable to even think properly. My head pounded, I felt dizzy once more, but something in my mind screamed at me, and I held onto the thought, wondering if it was the last one I had left.
Stay awake!
With an immense effort I opened my eyes.
And abruptly wished I had kept them closed.
I was lying down, snow was around me, though it was not white like it should be, all of it was a burning crimson, and with a shock I realised what it was. Blood. My blood. My head pounded again but I fought the pain, I had to understand what was happening, before it was too late.
Then, I remembered.
The meadow. Bella slapping me. Edward hitting me. Crashing into a tree. I looked up into the golden eyes of Alice, she was staring at me, her face was unrecognisable. She was still gloriously beautiful, but her face seemed contorted, mixed between vast pain and horror. I noticed how she was a few meters away from me, and her hands were clawing the earth, as she were trying to prevent from running at me.
But of course. Blood.
I felt so stupid, I was lying covered in blood in a meadow, with Alice trying not to kill me, the pain stabbed against my side again; I could not bare to look at the damage, knowing that it alone would surely send me over the edge. I still felt unable to breathe, but I had to speak it was essential. And once again I choked out the only thing still embedded in my mind.
"Edward."
At the thought of him I felt faint. He hated me for what I'd done to Bella, hated every fibre of my pathetic self. I couldn't prevent the tears that fell, and these were not from pain.
Though the next ones were.
I writhed again, and red spots appeared in front of my vision, blocking out all else. An excruciating scream ripped through me, I gasped for air and felt horrified when none came, my head felt empty, as my thoughts became incoherent.
I felt cool arms embrace me. And a sensation of lift arose to my thoughts. I heard Alice's still shrill voice, but again it was distant, getting quieter by every syllable.
"Run Carlisle, save her!" Save who? Was my thought, I was long gone, death must be near, the pain proved that much. Dimly I thought how fleeting my life had been and wondered why I was not having an epiphany. Weren't you meant to see your life flash before your eyes when you were about to die? I just saw darkness, and it held me, in an iron grasp, unwilling to let go.
And then, I was flying.
***
With a gasp I opened my eyes.
The first thing I noticed was the absence of pain.
The second thing I noticed was the soft surface beneath me.
And the third thing I noticed was that I was not alone.
As I sat up, I felt eyes watching me, even though I couldn't see them, I could feel their presence. My sight cleared once more and I stared around the room in which I was situated, in wonder. Moonlight was streaming though the wall of glass ahead of me, it filled the room, which was vast in size. As I stared, my eyes wide with awe, I saw someone shift in the corner.
"Lucie?" I snapped my head round at the voice, my head hurt in doing so, I felt faint at the sudden movement, but I forced my weary eyes to stay open, I looked towards the doorway. There was Alice, her small petite frame and moonlight skin. Where was I? I tried to talk back, ask her where I was, but I couldn't, I felt so weak.
"Lucie, are you alright?" Alice asked again, she was perching on the edge of wherever I was lying now, her hand out stretched to comfort me.
The blood.
"Alice!" I rasped, my throat felt like sand paper, dry and coarse. "Alice, no, I'm bleeding!" Alice looked at me, stunned. She composed her features again, and with a twang I realised what I'd just done.
Alice doesn't know you know she's a vampire.
But Alice was still looking at me with concern, not hatred or anger, nor did she look like she was about to flee. Did she not just hear what I said?
"Not any more Lucie." she said smiling kindly, I looked down, and sure enough, she was correct, I still lay in the same clothes, but they were free of blood, al except a dark stain in my side, I tired to sit up, but winced. The pain like fire had gone, it was now replaced by a dull ache.
I stared once more into Alice's eyes, they were darker then when I'd remembered them, a dark shade close to topaz, ochre. When I stared at her though, I remembered everything, and the memory hit me hard.
"Alice?" I managed to whisper, glad that my throat no longer felt hoarse, "Alice, what happened?"
She didn't reply at first, merely looked at me, her face scrutinising and evidently assessing me, she didn't look like she was going to answer the question and instead asked one of her own.
"Lucie, how much do you know." she asked, looking straight at me.
Everything.
I continued to look confused, I didn't know what I should say, part of me was dying to tell Alice, so considerate and pure, but the over half of me rebelled. And the latter had a stronger argument, one that I could not possibly afford to loose.
What if they leave?
Alice misread my confusion- she assumed it was towards the question.
"Sorry, I didn't phrase that very well- Lucie, what do you know about us." Her voice was odd, not tinkling like normal, no longer like wind chimes. No, it was filled with a mixture between concern, and seriousness. her question terrified me, I still wasn't sure where I was, though I guessed I was at the alleged Cullen house. But I realised then that Alice could see the future, she would find out eventually. I couldn't keep all my secrets safe. So that was why I decided to tell her the truth; or at least, as much as I could tell her. I would just have to face the consequences when they arrived. With a strength I didn't know I possessed, I sat up. Staring into both of Alice's ochre eyes, which before I thought were two suns. I needed to tell her, she needed to know. I just hoped she wouldn't do what I feared. I rushed through my sentence, not fully deciding on whether I should say it or not.
"Alice, I know you're a vampire, along with most of your family. I know you can see the future and Edward can read minds, Jasper likewise had a gift as he can manipulate emotions. I know your family are not bad, you feed on animal blood, rather than humans, you don't wish to intentionally hurt any one. I-" But Alice cut me off. Oh no, had I gone to far? Was this it? Would they leave?
I was confused when I looked back at Alice though. She did not look shock, or scared or ready to run, or anything else I would've suspected or feared. No, she was looking at me very strangely. It was an emotion half way behind joy and, could it be pride?
"That's enough Lucie!" but her tone was not harsh, on the contrary, now it was back to it's normal bird chirpy self, once again sounding like wind chimes, "Thanks, you've exceeded your self!" and with that she turned lithely on her heels, spinning round to face the door, a move, I noted, that only one with immense grace could perform. That and vampire strength. "Carlisle." She sang, and to my surprise Carlisle walked in the room, smiling at me.
What the hell was going on?
"Lucie, I think we need to explain this to you." You got that right, it was Carlisle talking now, I had never seen him before personally, but I had through Bella's mind, he was just like the rest of the Cullens, gloriously beautiful and young, yet his eyes were more gold, when compared to Alice's ochre ones.
"Please do." I said, sitting up, realising I had a soft blanket around me, I didn't want to use it. It would prove I was weak. But I felt cold, so gingerly I wrapped it subtly around me. Carlisle examined me critically, with a medical eye, eventually I got fed up of them just staring. "Look, I'm really fine, I feel perfect and I'm just worried about what happened, is Bella okay? I feel horrid, I re-"
"Lucie! Do you even remember what happened?" it was Alice who spoke, looking at me in shock.
"What?" I asked, confused and hurt by the look on Alice's face, of course, they all loved Bella, I had punched her. I knew they could do nothing more than hate me. I was going to continue but Carlisle spoke, his voice was unnaturally calm for the situation.
"Lucie, I think Alice is just a little shocked. I'm glad you're feeling better, though I doubt you feel fine, I need to ask you this before I go on though, else what I say may remain unclear to you." I just nodded, he continued "Lucie, what do you remember happened in the meadow, who did you see? Why were you there?" My stomach clenched uncomfortably at the last question. I could not tell him why I was there, or at least, I could not tell him the truth.
But I told him all I could remember.
By the time I'd finished Alice still looked shocked whereas Carlisle just shook his head sadly.
"And I feel so rotten, I never realised what harm I could have done to Bella or-" I rushed to finished, sensing an interruption from Alice, I was not mistaken.
"Please Lucie," said Alice, "stop blaming yourself, none of this is your fault."
How wrong she was.
Carlisle was nodding in agreement to Alice's comment, and he continued on talking with a serious look in his eyes.
"Lucie, we feel so sorry what happened, and we should be the ones apologising-"
"You mean Edward should." Alice cut in, as dark undertone. However Carlisle ignored this comment and carried on, I really was getting sick of the look in his eyes. There was too much sympathy again and concern. They didn't realise that all of this was my fault, but I knew I wasn't going to change their views on things. Yeah, I'll admit, I did look like a bit of a victim. I supposed it was me who was slammed into a tree by an incredibly strong vampire; then it was me who started bleeding; then blacked out; and finally woke up in a house surrounded by vampires. Whoa, hefty list… But still, I've had worse.
"What you need to understand is we honour you for being so honest, as you know, our family are vampires, and you are quite correct regarding our diet. We only drink animal blood, not humans." They both looked at me then, with a very odd look.
"Lucie, generally, this is the moment in which you start screaming." Alice said smiling, dry amusement in her voice, yet I could not return the gesture.. I knew I should. Everyone should when confronting a vampire. But the fact was I couldn't, just like Bella. They were not evil, and so there was no need to be afraid.
"But I trust you." I said simply, and this was not a lie.
"Lucie, how can you say that when you're still recovering from being hit by one of us?" It was Carlisle who spoke now, and I saw that he needed to know why I felt this way. Alice had probably already foreseen this moment, but Carlisle was full of curiosity. I had to tell them all, I would be the one to bring the subject up.
I removed the blanket from around me now longer cold.
"Because," I said ignoring the pain when I moved slightly, "All of that was my fault." Again there was a silence. Bleakly I wondered where the rest of them were, Jasper I supposed would find it hard around me, what with recently bleeding, and still smelling of blood. But what about Emmett? Esme? Rosalie? Edward… I mentally choked on the last name, he would never want to see me again. That much, was for certain.
I knew the two beside me would once again try to convince me it was not I to blame, they started talking quickly, Alice's voice high and soothing, whilst Carlisle's was low and still serious. I looked at them when talking, but did not listen. Eventually I sighed and they stopped, looking at me in concern. Afraid I was I pain no doubt. And I was; though it was not physical. Dimly I knew; it had to be now.
"I think it's time I told you about my gift."
***
After I was finished there was a stunned silence.
Carlisle looked at me in wonder. He had asked me many questions throughout my explanation (most regarding my 'control' over it,) but now he seemed at a loss for words.
He's never heard of such a freak. My mind thought bitterly, filling me once more with self loathing, I ignored it, and tried to concentrate once more on the present. Alice's face was different from his, she was beaming at me, a triumphant look in her eyes. It was her to speak first.
"I knew it!" she squealed happily at me, and suddenly gripped me in a swift embrace. I did not ask her what she knew, only hoped it wasn't too much. I hoped they wouldn't notice the one flaw in my explanation. I told them I saw people's past; their every memory; thought and emotion. I explained to them that's how I knew so much about them, but I did not tell them whose past I'd seen.
For in revealing that. Bella would know.
I felt a cold sweat prick my forehead, terrified they were going to ask, Carlisle still hadn't moved, his eyes were distant, thinking, I knew that if they asked me; I could not lie convincingly. My eyes would betray me, and this family had a tendency not to miss too much. Did vampires even blink?
But thankfully Alice stopped my worried thoughts off short in her next sentence easing my mind, slightly.
"Carlisle, do you mind if I talk to Lucie for a moment." She asked, looking at Carlisle, he seemed to snap out of whatever he'd been thinking of and sprinted out the room, so fast it made my head spin.
Get used to it.
Once Carlisle was safely gone Alice faced me again, still beaming. She only found this happy, she did not see the deadly consequences that could ruin everything; she was not plagued by guilt for what she'd done. I envied her. Once she saw my face though, hers fell and it hurt to see the worry creep back into her eyes.
"Alice?" I asked tentatively, "How long have you known, about well, me…" I trailed off, but she understood. Her expression remained worried though as she explained in her swift voice.
"Lucie, can you remember back then when I nearly fainted."
"Yes." I could remember that, the way Jasper had pulled her away from me, disgust and hatred filling his gaze, just like Edward's.
"Well I saw a vision, and it involved you." she said, I didn't reply so she continued. "It was hazy like many of my visions normally are. Usually, I don't see people in visions unless I've known them for a long time, but you, Lucie, you were the exception." I just stared at Alice, I'd suspected she'd seen me, but the news still came as a shock.
"Alice" I said, though by now it was only a whisper "What did you see?" She looked at me again and sighed, I took it as a bad sign. Had she seen me injured, hurt? Alice assessed my emotions before I even realised I portrayed them, and her voice was once again soothing, I knew my pulse had raised dramatically.
"It's nothing to worry about Lucie, like I said, it was hazy- and my visions aren't always accurate, they change according to people's decisions you know," I knew this already of course, but I kept my mouth shut. Saying that would only promote the question I feared the most, the one I had to avoid at all costs. Alice carried on talking, and once again, I fought with myself to concentrate on what she was saying. "but then I had my next one, and it was more vivid, it was the day you-"
"Fainted." I cut across her coolly, hoping she wouldn't notice how my pitch had risen. If she found out the real reason my whole plan would crumple. She didn't seem to, just nodded in acknowledgement before carrying on.
"Yeah, well that's when I saw you Lucie and it wasn't pretty." she grimaced apologetically, and some how, I managed to keep my face calm and composed, my features-for once-not letting me down. Whilst in my mind the memory screamed at me.
I saw Alice's expression. That alone made me stand stock still in the road. Her eyes were vacant, expressionless, darting. A horrible wave of reminiscence washed over me. It was happening again.
Edward's head snapped up, his gazed penetrated my own. His expression was beautiful, yet unmistakable. Pure horror.
"I saw you Lucie, lying on the floor, blood around you." she said, her face still seeking mine for signs of distress, I was grateful that none were presented. "I never realised the timing, or date, I couldn't see your surroundings, so I assumed it was about to happen there and then, and then well…" She trailed off.
"You saved me." I said, managing to force a small smile onto my lips, hoping it didn't look more like a grimace.
"Well, technically Edward saved you- though that doesn't excuse him to what he's done." She said darkly. It was nice to see how much Alice cared about me, but also horrid that she was mad about Edward because of it all.
"Please Alice, " I said, trying to block the pain that re-emerged whenever his name was mentioned. "please don't blame Edward for this." she looked as if she wanted to carry on, but my expression evidently made her decide otherwise. I must look really bad. "Alice, you can carry on." I encouraged when a silence fell between us, swiftly like a curtain being dropped.
"Then I had another vision," wow…she's had a lot of these… " with you in the car park-"
"Was that when you pulled me out of the car and demanded to see my face?" I asked out of curiosity. Alice nodded eagerly.
"Yeah, Jazz had gone home early, his appetite and all that," I couldn't help but cringe slightly, luckily Alice was to emerged in her tale to notice. "When all of a sudden, there you came. Pop. Into my head!" I smiled at her enthusiasm, her arms were waving wildly and I was sure to anyone else she looked like a crazy person. Nope, I thought to myself, just Alice.
The thought had distracted me, so I missed her next bit, and just heard the end.
"I saw you with a big long gash down your cheek, I thought it had just happened, so that's why I pulled you out like that. I never realised it would happen later on." she looked up at me sadly, as if she was ashamed of herself. I lifted my hand instinctively to my cheek, and gasped as I felt the gash there. Where Bella had slapped me.
"Oh." I sighed. I wondered how bad I looked, and then remembered the question I should have asked Alice long before now. "Alice, how did you and Carlisle find me? Get me here, what happened? There was all that blood-" Alice just shushed me in her quick voice.
"You're fine now Lucie, that's all that matters."
"How badly was I hurt?"
"Well, I won't be able to describe It as well as Carlisle would, but fine. Basically, Edward's impact on you sent you crashing into the tree, it hit your side, a branch was jutting out and you had fate's misfortune to land right on it. I saw of all of this of course, but by the time I'd reached you, it was too late. You were bleeding, and I couldn't do anything myself, what with being blood thirsty and all." she paused, expecting me, no doubt, to look horrified.
"Alice, you're going to have to try harder than that to get rid of me you know, surprisingly with what I've been through, I've got a rather strong stomach." I said with a weak smile, but instantly regretted it. Alice's faced looked concerned again, worried for my past.
"Okay then, well, as I said, I was too late, I saw Edward and Bella. Edward was having a hard time…controlling himself, so he ran to get Carlisle. Then we took you back here, there's no serious damage done, you'll just be a bit sore for a day or so." She said, and I got up. I hated sitting like this, it just made me feel even more pathetic then I already was. Alice made a gesture to try and push me back down again.
"No Alice, please, I just need to see myself. Human moment, can you tell me where a bathroom is?" I added, hoping not offend her in any way. She seemed to understand, and ran along a hall, I started to follow but I couldn't move very fast. I hoped Carlisle and his predictions about this only lasting a while were right. It felt like a had a throbbing stitch. Alice appeared in front of me again and smiled.
"Sorry, forgot you're a human." she said brightly as if it were a compliment, when in reality, the word human just meant naïve and weak, while vampire meant complex and strong. Yes okay, the latter drank blood, but still. Weak vs. strong. Naïve vs. complex. Hmm… I wonder which one is better?
She led me into a bathroom, it was far too large considering they would never need to use it. I grimaced slightly at the size, I just wanted to see a mirror. Though asking Alice that would have probably succumbed in getting a massive-gild-framed mirror. I shivered at the thought.
Alice had left the room and so I felt safe enough to look at myself, I took three shaky steps and looked straight forward into the sheet of reflective glass. I was there alright. Same pallid complexion, same long blonde hair, now matted and strewn across my face, held there by cold sweat and dried blood. Then was the red mark, drawn across my right cheek, it still burnt vaguely when I touched it, I suspected Carlisle had put some medicinal on it. I smiled at myself despite my appearance.
I'd under estimated Bella, she could fight after all.
Other than that however, I was fine. No damage was done really, I just looked like I'd tripped over and scratched my face a bit. It was a good cover story, I thought absentmindedly, most people knew I was clumsy enough for it to be true. I sighed.
More lies.
Carefully, I smoothed my hair down and washed my face, I felt instantly better after doing so. The soap felt soft and silky against my face, and it smelt wonderful.
It was odd. I never knew vampires had such good taste in soap.
I walked out, feeling slightly more refreshed and saw Alice standing there waiting for me. She was linked arm in arm with Jasper, who gave me a kind yet also rueful smile. He muttered something low, but not low enough. It was in French, that much I could tell.
"La tentation dépassa la raison." it was all he said to me before vanishing off in a swift agile run.
Seriously what was it with the Cullens and French? I couldn't help thinking it was because of me that he went. In fact, I knew it was because of me that he went. But what he'd just said bothered me, I looked at Alice, hoping for her to explain. I raised both my eyebrows; it appeared getting hit by a vampire wasn't enough to be granted the power to lift only one. But Alice just shook her head, and didn't reply.
Something was nagging me, and I needed to get it straight. I did try to think of the situation at hand, but couldn't instead all that stuck in my head was one very annoying subject.
French.
Well okay, not the entire subject, just one tiny insignificant sentence, I wasn't to phased by what Jasper said, it meant little to me, no it was the one that Edward had told me in Physics. It had just come back to me, and I needed to find out what it meant. I looked straight ahead of me at Alice, I just hoped she could tell me.
"Alice?" I asked, and she whipped her head round, I hadn't realised she'd still been staring after Jasper.
"Can I ask you a question?" I said, wondering if I even wanted to know the answer.
"Fire away!" she chirped brightly, she really did seem happy with me here. I sighed inwardly, desperately wishing that she was not the only one.
"Okay, can you understand French?" I asked, my voice sounded unsure and hesitant.
"Lucie, what Jasper said-"
"No, it's not that, but could you translate something else?" She shook her head in one quick nod and then I remembered she must be able to, after all it was her saying 'time will tell' that made Edward so angry, but I still didn't know why.
"What does 'une lumière éblouissante.' mean, Edward said it to me a few days ago." I was horrified to see Alice's reaction, she looked shocked, not at all what I had expected and whispered to me darkly.
"Edward said that?"
"Yeah…" I mumbled afraid of why Alice looked so taken aback, was it bad?
"Lucie, It means 'a dazzling light.'..." She trailed off, her eyes weren't looking at me. As if she was afraid she'd give too much away with her gaze. That wasn't bad, I thought, but Alice's expression remained the same and it made me wonder otherwise.
I decided not to carry with the subject and then with a twang I remembered.
"Alice!" I squeaked, she looked at me again, her eyes met mine, though her previous thoughts; whatever they were, could not be shown, or if so they were now masked with concern.
"What?"
"What time is it? What day is it? I have to get back home!" I nearly shrieked at her. How could I have forgotten? My dad would be worried sick.
"Lucie, calm down, it's only been around seven hours since you-
"Seven!" I shrieked again, my voice was on the verge of hysteria. my father never let me stay out past nine, my curfew, even though I never did. He was worried, and I couldn't blame him. After all, he thought he'd lost his wife down to carelessness. When in fact It was all my fault. Everything was.
"Yes Lucie, seven, I can drive you home if you want?"
"No, please, can I go on my own? I'm fine now, really, did you take my car back for me?" I asked, I wanted to go. No, I wanted to stay, but I needed to go. My father had suffered enough; I shouldn't ever scare him like this.
"Lucie, I don't really think it's advisable-" Alice began, but Carlisle walked in, and stopped Alice. I wondered if Carlisle- even though I knew the answer was no,- had a gift like Jasper's. Everything felt calmer with him around. He'd evidently heard the conversation. I supposed my shrieks had been rather loud.
"Alice, let Lucie go alone," he told her, and though the way he spoke it was a calm sigh, it was laced with authority. Alice shrugged and sat down, a subdued look on her face. "Lucie, you car's out front, would you like me to escort?" His tone was polite, but I just shook my head.
"Thanks Carlisle, but I think I can figure it out." I said with a weak smile "Oh, and really thanks for patching me up and you too Alice, I-I've got to go now, my father will be worrying." I trembled slightly on the last few words, I just hoped they wouldn't suspect it as fear, which incidentally, it was not. It was dread.
"Of course." said Carlisle, still calm.
I walked from the room, and blocked out whatever they were saying in low voices to each other behind me. It was none of my business.
But as I walked out along the hall towards the doors, I was stopped, dead in my tracks. Edward had just come out of the room in front of me, and by the look of incredulity on his face; I knew he had heard everything (through minds or speech.) I just stood there, frozen, unable to remember where I was going.
He looked at me, I knew I should feel something like: antagonism or rage; odium and dislike; and certainly intimidation. I knew I should feel scared. Yet I felt none of these when I saw him. Not even one. Because the moment my eyes met his, he was instantly forgiven. He could do anything, and at the precise moment I realised I would never hate him, even if he hated me. He stopped walking, and stared at me. Pain swept across his perfect face, and I felt his eyes reach me like fire.
"You knew." He whispered, though the sound could shatter all around me.
"Yes." Was all I could say, his eyes ran up my shirt, and rested on the stain on my side, the stain that he had caused. He did not apologise, just averted his gaze from it, and stared into my eyes with so much intensity, I was afraid to even blink; terrified he would vanish, that all of this was a dream. A horribly twisted one, but one I could not live without.
"You were safer in your ignorance Lucie." he said coldly and made to turn. I wanted to reach out and stop him. Beg for forgiveness, for what I had done to Bella. AS I knew this must be the source of his resentment towards me. But I couldn't do that, instead I just asked a question, desperate for his eyes to reach mine once more.
"I don't understand." It wasn't really a question, merely a statement, one that probably proved my lack of knowledge. The irony lay thick on the air. He turned to me, his face seemed impassive, though I could see it was dark, too dark, it showed too much hurt and anguish, feelings that I wished I could stop. He turned to me and muttered his reply.
"Ignorance is like a delicate, exotic fruit, Lucie; touch it and the bloom is gone." He made to turn once more, but not before I felt cross. This was no answer, just a quote, one that meant nothing. Like myself. I felt angry, I knew I had reached the tipping point. I needed answers, not cryptic remarks!
"Don't quote Oscar Wilde at me Edward." I snapped sharply, my anger had suddenly shown, it was minimal, but enough to make Edward's mouth twitch slightly, as he prevented from smiling.
"I didn't think you'd know that." He admitted staring at me, though all amusement had left, his golden eyes now full of sorrow, tinged with despair, and I couldn't stand it. I remembered how he'd hit me, his eyes burning gold with fury; beautiful even in anger. That was better than I what I saw now, I was used to rage. I could handle that, along with fear. What I couldn't handle was numbness, that and what I saw in his eyes, both were deadly and both scared me more than anger.
But I remembered the way he looked from Bella to me when we were in the meadow, straight after I 'd struck her. I saw him again in my mind's eye, the way his expression had from love to hatred.
And Bella didn't love him the same way. I looked at him once more, staring into the perfect face, unable to look into his eyes, too scared that they would mirror the same disgust shown previously. I whispered my reply, hoping he wouldn't catch it, as it slipped from my lips, when I took a last fleeting look at his face.
"I know so much more than you think."
And once again. I ran, wishing that the pain would stop.
And yet I knew it never would.
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