A Far Cry Of Hope
Chapter 8: A Wet Night
Seven Years Later...
Edward POV
I was waiting outside the bakery for Lauren. Also it was raining..and I was very wet. It was a cold Monday evening, pissing it down with rain and I was waiting for Lauren in the freezing cold. I got my phone out of my pocket and called 'Lauren'. She wasn't answering until she picked up. "Lauren wwhere arre yo..."
"I'm sorry but the the person you are calling is unavailiable. Please leave a message after the beep." her voice machine answered me. Then my phone beeped and switched off. I swore and started to shiver. It was quite late and the only place with lights on was the bakery I was standing outside. It was nearly midnight and the street was empty and unwelcoming. I shurgged, making ym way over to the bakery's 'Closed' sign. I shivered as I knocked on the front door.
It was a glass door but the blind was down. I heard a lock click and then the door opened revealing the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on. She was slender and had long chestnut brown hair which stunning chocolate eyes. She was wearing dark navy blue pajamas but was hidden by a big fluffy white dressing gown. She gazed at me for a moment before asking "How may I help you, sir?"
I shivvered and the water dripped from my forehead over and into my eyes. I wipped them clear before stuttering "I'm so sorry to disturb you so late but I was wondering if I could use your telephone. My mobile's battery has just died." She nodded and smiled warmly, dazzling me for s moment. She opened the door wider, allowing me to walk in.
The bakery was warm and smelt of delicious warm bread and cakes. I heard a tinkle as she closed the door. "I have a bad feeling that the taxi service would of closed by now, sir. It is a Sunday after all." I looked at her. Something about her was very familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it. "Oh" I said blankly. What was I going to do now? "I wonder what I'll do now.." I didn't realise until she started talking, that I'd spoken aloud.
"I have a spare guest room upstairs. You are welcome to stay the night if you wish and then in the morning you could get a taxi. I also have a friend and her and her husband stay over quite often, he keeps spare clothes here. You can borrow them and I could wash and dry the clothes your in at the moment." she genrously offered. I was quite flattered that she'd offer acomadation to a stranger turning up on her doorstep at midnight.
"I wouldn't want to intrude..." I started but she cut me off. "Nonsence - come on, I'll show you." and she turned to walk through a door behind the counter. I took my shoes off and followed her. I followed her up the stairs and into some sort of lounge area. She marched staight across the room to another set of stairs.
When we got to the top of the second set of stairs, I heard snoring, quiet and gentle snores. "Don't mind her, it's just my daughter Nessie." she said. "She's so sweet that she snores like that." she chuckled. She was so amazing and I'd only met her for less than 10 minutes.
She directed me into a room at the end of the hall. "Thank you for allowing me Miss..?" she laughed. "My name's Bella. What's yours, if you don't mind me asking?"
Her eyes were full of intrest and familiarity. Where and Why was she like this?!! "My name's Edward - Edward Cullen." Her eyes flashed with some emotion I could tell when I said my name. "I'll see you in the morning then......Edward." and she walked out of the room, leaving me breathless and stunned.
I decided that I might as well make myself at home like she'd said. I had a shower and at last, stopped shivvering. I found some clothes in the chest of drawers and got into bed. I saw that my wet clothes had disapeared. She must of snuck in and got them for me to wash. I smilied and fell staight asleep.
PLEASE REVIEW SORRY ABOUT SPELLING MISTAKES! I HAVE CHANGED TE NAME IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS OF WHAT BELLA TOLD EDWARD WHO HER NAME WAS. TO EDWARDS MEMORY HER NAME WAS izzy. NOT BELLA. :) JUST SAYING.