A thick fog filled my mind as I woke up.
How long had I been out?
I sat up quickly, trying to get a view of my surroundings when deep pains in my whole body pulled me right back down.
I felt someone's hand on my chest, slowly easing my further into the bed I was in. Or was it a bed? I wasn't sure.
I looked up and saw an all too familiar face looking down upon me, his eyes filled with tears that would never fall.
I sat up again, pushing the pain aside.
"Shit! I died!!" I shouted, looking up at my angel… My guardian angel. If he was her… I was dead, and I knew it.
He simply shook his head, with half of that famous crooked smile and pulled me into his lap.
"Bella, you aren't… You aren't dead. You're here with me, in my house…" He said, his voice choked up.
It was my turn to shake my head.
"You left," I said, puling my body bluntly away from his and attempting to get up. "You left me here… What do you want?" I asked, my voice thick with tears.
I hated this… this feeling. I hardly every really cried anymore… It had been something that I learned could only truly make me weak. I was weak… How could I have given myself up to some man? To a stranger…
He looked at me remorsefully, and I was afraid of what his thoughts were.
"Bella… My love… I only left because I felt as though I had to. If …" he sighed. "I couldn't let anything happen to you… One more slip like that and Jasper could have killed you…" He whispered.
I just shook my head again. I couldn't allow myself to fall back in love with him… Not after all the time it took to at least push my thoughts aside…
But my heart still beat for him… Every time I heard a car, I prayed to a god I didn't believe in that it would be him… And it never was. So why now, would he decide to come back?
He allowed his hand to travel across my check, but I winced as soon as his hand touched my face. Was there a bruise?
"Who… Did this to you?" He asked quietly, gesturing not only to the bruise but to my currently bare body.
I looked down and I screamed, immediately pulling a sheet around me so he couldn't see all of my cuts and bruises… Both self-inflicted and otherwise…
I just shook my head, collapsing to the ground. I couldn't let him see how broken I really was…
"Who. Did. This?" He asked angrily, a hint of a growl in his voice.
I still just shook my head numerous times before I stood up and looked into his eyes.
And smacked him in the face.
I knew that the implications of it were there, and that would hurt him. But I was currently the only one in physical pain.
I tried desperately not to let him see the sheer pain in my eyes as I got up and walked away.
I went in to Alice's room and pulled on something really quick. Just some jeans and a tee, that's all I needed to get out of that place…
Edward walked in and he just stared at me. I turned around and looked him dead in the eye.
"Yes?" I never sounded so apathetic… I couldn't have cared less at this point what the hell he wanted.
He didn't say anything at all, he just wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my close to him. I hated having someone's arms around me right now, especially his. It felt so foreign to me… And after what had happened, I didn't like it all.
I did everything that I could do to get him away from me. I kicked, I screamed… I tried hitting him a few more times, but of course to no avail. I finally just gave up and broke in his arms. I was sobbing harder than I ever had.
He just held me close, his fingers running through my hair, trying to sooth me. He kissed my forehead lightly before pulling away to look at me.
"How did you find me?" I asked after what seemed like forever.
"Alice. She had a vision, but she could only see bits and pieces. It was like you were fading from her mind… She saw someone on top of you, and the street name. I went there, and sure enough… there you were." He said, his eyes turning glassy.
I just nodded. But then something hit me.
I was fading?
Didn't that only happen with ware wolves?
Sudden panic struck me hard in the chest. I could feel my heart beat quicken, and my breathing get far too heavy.
"Bella?! Bella, darling calm down!" Edward said frantically, rubbing my back.
Slowly my breathing returned to normal, my whole body still shaking with my sobs.
"Bella, what is it my dearest?" He asked me, still keeping his hold on me.
"W-Ware-Wolves…." I managed to stutter, hoping he realized.
The expression on his face changed to sheer anger, and I knew that he understood what I was trying to say. I looked up at him with fear in my eyes. He must have thought that the fear was directed toward him, so he calmed his expression. But his eyes were all too familiar to me… I knew that he was far beyond pissed.