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Chapter 4

The last thing I did.

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"Oh my God! Bella!" Edward screamed. The other guy had left him and was looming over me.

He didn't seem pissed but what if that guy Em told him to kill me? I was scared to death.

He took a step closer to me and my eyes widened.

"What is it?" he asked. I could see the wonder in his eyes.

"Please don't…" kill me or hurt me, but I couldn't tell him that. I don't know why.

"Bella, I don't want to hurt you," he told me. Did he read my thoughts?

His eyes were a little disappointed from what I said. What did he expect me to think? That he was not going to hurt me?

He seemed so scary, even to me.

I was still terrified and he understood that.

"Em, get out. I want to speak with her," Edward said.

"I won't get out of here," he yelled at Edward again. I didn't like the fact that someone was yelling at Edward.

"I said GET OUT!" he shouted so loud that my ears hurt. His face was so angry that I was afraid of him.

Again.

Without a single word, that guy Em left the room.

Edward looked at me seriously.

"I am sorry, Bella. I didn't mean to scare you again," he apologized earnestly.

Still I couldn't talk.

"Please Bella, don't do this to me. Talk to me please," he begged.

I didn't speak; I just stared at him. I was looking at his green eyes and was wondering why he was doing that? Why was he a robber? He wasn't a killer or something. He was good, polite and… I don't know. The only thing I knew was that this wasn't him. He wasn't a robber.

"Why are you doing this?" I finally asked. I had to know why he was pretending he was a robber.

"Doing what?" he asked.

"You are not a robber. You are not the bad guy. Why are you doing this?" He didn't answer. He was gazing at me all the time.

He seemed sad for a reason. I didn't know why. In his eyes I saw more than he could tell me.

"Tell me," I entreated.

"Personal reasons," he repeated my words. How can someone have personal reasons for that?

That was one thing I wanted to find out, and I would, even if it was the last thing I did.

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