Chapter 7
EPOV
I was shocked at the sight before me.
My eyes travelled down her body.
I was enraptured.
Her body was beautiful in the light of the lamp; it made her skin look enticing, warm and luminous in the gold hue. My eyes followed the soft skin on her neck over her full breasts and down the smooth planes of her stomach. I'd seen many women in much more revealing clothing and much more 'sexual' environments. But in that moment, with Bella before my eyes, I couldn't remember what they even looked like.
"Bella." I whispered, stepping into the room. I felt pulled to her, to her beauty and the large brown eyes that stared into my soul.
A loud gasp pulled me out of my trance.
"Edward Cullen?" Her tone as incredulous, as if it was impossible that I was indeed Edward Cullen.
She looked at me doubtfully, sitting more upright and leaning forward.
She was definitely surprised.
"Edward Cullen." she repeated, shaking her head in obvious disbelief.
"What's next?" she continued, throwing her hands up in the air, "The President! Jasper Whitlock? A Clergy?" She fell back onto the bed with an exasperated sigh. She had obviously used her quota of energy which would have been already small because of the drugs.
Her cheeks were flushed are her chest was heaving from exertion. In another context it might have been funny, or extremely enticing, but if she felt anything like I did, she was extremely confused. And she was probably in for a shock- if she was here for a while longer she might just yet be greeted by one of her own predictions.
The situation was starting to worry me.
I needed answers before I lost my mind. "There's an easy remedy to all this. I have half the information. You have half the information."
I walked toward her, leaning on the wall and giving her a questioning look.
"I don't think I have the information you want, uh, Edward."
"But you should know why he would want you."
She gave me a confused look, and I quickly clarified, "You are..." Unbelievably beautiful? "An attractive woman, Bella, but for him to have purchased an entire plot of land to house only you- there had to be some specific reason."
She gave me an even more confused look, sitting up again and swinging her legs to hang off the side of the bed.
"I honestly don't know who or what you're talking about... What land? Who are you talking about?"
I opened my mouth to speak, but she cut me off.
"I mean- I woke up here. I'm confused, wondering where I am. Then Alice Cullen walks in, talking to me but it only made this much sense." She gestured with her fingers, "And then the other man walks in and gives me strange looks, but before I get a chance to digest it all- in walks Edward Cullen. I was kidnapped right off the street, and wake up with my kidnappers acting like they are the confused ones!"
She thought... we were her kidnappers?
If the last time she had been conscious was her kidnapping, why would she come to any other conclusion?
And then she woke up here.
What must she think of us?
I opened my mouth to explain but I was disturbed by a voice calling loudly from downstairs.
"Edward?" I was not letting anything stop me from getting this out.
"We didn't kidnap you Bella." I stated, making sure I got it all out.
"Edward, Bella? I think you should come downstairs. There's something you should see."
What worried me wasn't the fact that Jasper and the others were back from the second search. We all knew James. He was likely to come back and leave a tiny clue, a necklace, a strand of a victim's hair- something to bring us a few centimetres behind him but still out of reach.
Alice's voice was a like monotone, lacking any excitement or emotion.
That's when you know it's serious.
A/N: So there's Bella's breakdown, Edward's brain and the thickening of the already clay-like plot.
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