Chapter 13
I stared at Edward, my heart trying to jump out of my chest to reach him. My lips were slightly parted, my face still a perfect image of disbelief and loss. I couldn't believe it – only a few weeks living with my best friend, an amazing family that just accepted me and Edward, the man of my wildest dreams – and it was all gone. Just… gone. Edwards face mirrored mine – the anguish clearly visible in his porcelain features. In the background I was distantly aware of planes taking off and touching down, but all that mattered was Edward. He reached out with one arm slowly.
"Be… Bella," he choked my name out in a whisper. That one word shattered the glassy silence that separated us and I threw myself into his arms. We clung to each other, holding on like life-rings.
"Edward," I whimpered, "I don't want to go." I buried my face in his neck, like a child not wanting to go to kindergarten. "I want to stay here with you." By this time I was too far gone to be embarrassed about what I was saying. Though we had a really strong friendship – really, really bonded – there was nothing more, not yet. I knew I wanted there to be… I just hoped he did as well. But I also knew that there was no way I would make a move first. I was too shy for that.
"I'll visit you as soon as I can. We'll see each other so soon it will be like you never left! I promise Bella, honey, I promise." Edwards words were meant for me as much as they were for him, but they came out brokenly.
"Flight to London, England. Please make your way to Gate 12. Flight now boarding." The electronic voice-over, that I had always excited me in the past, telling of new adventures and new sights, sent a ripple of fear through me and I clung to him tighter. He freed one hand to grasp my bag and we made our way slowly to Gate 12, the rest of the Cullens following behind us. They knew we needed time. We reached the desk where a spring cleaned lady sat. She beamed at us.
"Ticket please ma'm?" Reluctantly, I pulled a crumpled white ticket from my jeans pocket and handed it over. She took my luggage briskly and tried to usher me through the gates. I quickly spun round to hug Edward once more, but the flight was about to leave and the lady pushed me through.
"Goodbye Edward – come soon!" I cried, trying to catch a last glimpse of his face. He tried to smile at me convincingly, but his voice betrayed him, and the words startled me.
"Bye sweetie. I love you."
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