MANY WERE WONDERING WHY EDWARD BELIEVES THAT BELLA NO LONGER LOVES HIM EVEN THOUGH SHE HAS CLEARLY ESTABLISHED THIS FACT….ITS NOT THAT BELLA DOESN'T LOVE HIM BUT HE IS RATHER JUSTIFYING WHY HE DIDN'T GO AFTER HER.
Minutes turned to hours, and days to weeks. My heart was broken because he let me go. He didn't come after me. He called once but I was to hysterical to pick up the phone, and he didn't try back after that. Charlie was worried about me, I couldn't move and I couldn't eat. I was just numb. Charlie let me stay home the whole next week after the dance but by the time the next Monday rolled around, he said if I didn't go then I would be sent back to live with Renee. Charlie never handled grief well, even when it was him and Renee left. So now here I was, standing in front of my personal hell once more.
People throughout the day tried to talk to me but all I could do was move my head yes or no. Even when Alice approached me, I just continued to stare into blank space. Finally after awhile even Alice gave up, storming off muttering something about murder. I skipped lunch, finding an empty classroom, to just sit in by myself. I wasn't sure how I was going to handle next period; having to sit next to him, and possibly even speak to him. I could skip, but why should I run? I didn't do anything wrong, it was him. He was the one who played with my heart and broke it. The bell rang, and it was decided that I would go to Biology. I wouldn't run anymore.
Three steps left. I am almost to the seat. Two steps left. I saw him sitting at our table with his head in his hands. One step left. I place my books on the desk making sure my eyes are cast down, but as I pulled out my seat and sat down I couldn't help but glace over at him. He was staring straight ahead with his hands clenched in fists under the table and a mixture of anger and hurt in his eyes. He looked as if he hadn't slept in awhile and he was ready to cry. This cut me deeper. I didn't want to see my Edward in pain, but that was just it he wasn't my Edward anymore.
"Miss Swan, it's a pleasure to have you back." Said Mr. Banner as he entered the room and placed a DVD in and turned off the lights. It was a movie on mitosis but I couldn't concentrate to learn anything from it. About ten minutes into the movie I heard a sharp whisper coming from the seat next to me.
"Where have you been?" Edward was still staring straight forward but I knew that the question was directed at me.
"I was sick. What is it to you?" I mumbled back with the same amount of anger in my voice. I turned in my seat so I was facing him, but he still wouldn't look at me.
"You seemed fine at the dance. I mean you must have been in good health then to run that fast." He had no right to bring up that night! I mean he was the one who basically said that we were only going to last a few more months, and then he let me go.
"Well I must have caught it from you, because you must have been very ill not to run after me. That or maybe every word you have ever spoken to me was lies." I raised my hand quickly and asked Mr. Banner if I could be excused to the nurse, before Edward could respond. I grabbed my book back and dashed out the room and down the hall, not stopping until I reached a spot hidden under the stairwell. I fell to the floor and broke out into sobs. My chest felt like it was being ripped apart, again. I am not sure how long I was sitting there with my head in my hands, until I heard footsteps rushing down the hall. Moving farther into the corner so that I was sure to be hidden from the intruder of my alone time. The footsteps died when they reached the stairs, so I moved to the edge to see who it was. What I saw made me want to go back under the stairs in the darkness to be once again be left to my misery. There on the stairs sat a very pained Edward; his fists were tangled in his beautiful hair and his eyes were shut tight. I was about to make myself known, when Edward all of a sudden grabbed the book that laid next to him on the stair and threw it against the wall.
"DAMN IT!" Edward shouted as the book crashed into the wall. I cringed at the loud crash of the book and Edward's booming voice.
"Mr. Cullen! What do you think you are doing? That is school property…..Mr. Cullen! Mr. Cullen! Where do you think you are going?" Edward grabbed his backpack and stormed past the teacher towards the parking lot. I am not sure why but I followed once the teacher had started to make her way to the office to tell the principal no doubt. I quickly scanned the parking lot for the silver Volvo, I found it near the back and Edward was already half way there. I didn't call out to him but just followed him silently, watching his movements. When he reached the car he threw his bag until the backseat and slammed the door shut before banging his fists against the car. I never knew that Edward had such a dark side. I hid behind a dark SUV, because for some reason I couldn't interrupt his pain. In a way I wanted to see him in pain, just so he knew how I felt. Edward leaned his head on his arms against the car, and I could see his shoulders shaking.
"Bella…..what have I done?" I heard him say and for some reason something in me snapped then. I quietly walked up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Bella….I am so sorry." He didn't even lift his head but he knew it was me.
"Maybe we can work something out…." I whispered. Part of me really hoped he would say that he loved me and that he wouldn't leave and everything would work out. But the other part of me wanted him to say that things were better this way, so that there was no chance that my heart could break again.
"I've got to go. Bye Bella and I am really sorry." He never even looked at me; he just slipped into the car and drove off. I fell to the ground sobbing until the rain started once again.
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