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Chapter 21: Finally
This is quickly becoming the longest fan fiction I've written. Out of all two of them. Enjoy!
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I woke up in a daze. I couldn't see that well. It looked dark all around the edges. I moved my head, too quickly, and felt my stomach start churning. What had happened to me?
I heard a sigh and looked over, slowly this time, to look at Edward. Edward? No, this must be some type of hallucination. Edward wasn't supposed to be out of rehab for at least two more months. He smiled his brilliant smile of his.
"I'm glad to see that you're awake, Bella. I've missed you so much," this angel said.
For some reason when I busted out laughing, he looked offended.
"What's so funny?" he inquired.
I clutched at my sides in an attempt to stop laughing. But this was just so far-fetched that it could not possibly be real.
"This must a dream. I'm dreaming, right? This isn't happening."
Alice and a very pregnant Rosalie walked into the room with sad smiles on their faces.
"You're not dreaming, Bella. This is real. Edward escaped from Hiderdale and saved your sorry ass," Rosalie quipped.
"I can't believe that you even spoke with that scumbag, Bella. I hoped that you knew better than that," Alice added.
"Will you guys lay off of her? She looks horribly confused. Maybe I should be the one to explain everything. Both of you, out."
Edward's voice must have been threatening enough. They left quickly, but not without a dirty look towards him. Shouldn't they be happy to see him? Their bickering was enough to convince me that I was not dreaming. In my dreams they're usually nicer to me. I smiled at the thought and Edward looked relieved.
"So, you believe you're not dreaming?"
I nodded and he moved to sit on the bed. I felt it dip slightly when he sat down. There was nothing that I could do to not cry. Edward was here. He was home. He was sitting next to me after rescuing me from James. This last thought reminded me of something I wanted to ask.
"What happened with James, Edward?"
He bit his lip and looked away from me. I looked at my folded hands and sniffled, waiting for him to answer.
"I don't want to tell you the details, Bella. No, don't argue. I'm the only one who knows the details and I refuse to say. All that you need to know is that he won't bother you ever again."
I snuggled closer to Edward when he finished speaking. Strangely enough, I was content with the answer he gave me. There was no reason not to trust him.
"I love you, Edward."
He smirked at me.
"I love you too, Bella."
I yawned hugely and he chuckled.
"Looks like it's time for you to get back to sleep, huh?"
I nodded with a lazy smile, "You better tell me the story of how you got home so early, Edward. You have a lot of explaining to do."
He laughed and pulled the covers up more on me.
"Another story for another time, Bella."
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No, this story is not yet over. I know I made it sound that way, but it's not yet. The sad part? There's only one chapter left. I feel like it's time to put this story down while it's still ahead. Don't forget to tell me what you think about naming you, my fans!