A/N All Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer
lol the cliffhanger was a doozy...even I'm like oooh what's gonna happen next..lol..but I think I know...so you guys are gonna have to bear with me and just accept what's going to happen next..so here ya go...chapter seven!
CPOV
Later that night, after dinner and "homework," I escaped to my room and shut the door. Edward was an odd character. Obviously there was something dark and dangerous lurking under that beautiful face; but exactly what I wasn't sure I wanted to know.
His words flitted through my head. "Let's just say I didn't handle it well…It was bad Carly. I did things-stupid things and I paid dearly for them."
What the heck could that mean? I did things, what kinds of things? Did it really even matter anymore? I wondered. Maybe it does, my mind answered.
Either way, I wasn't going to figure it out sitting up here staring out my bedroom window. Emily knew, but I couldn't just waltz down there and ask her about it.
I tried to let it go, but it was easier said than done. I slept fitfully, in my dreams Edward sat at his piano, taunting me with memories of my mother.
"Your mother thought so too," he whispered, sliding off the piano bench.
"What are you talking about?" I called after him. He didn't answer, just smiled at me from the darkness. "Edward, wait," I called and ran after him.
"Come find me Carly. Find me and I'll tell you about your mother," the vampire taunted from the darkness.
I put my hands out in front of me and searched the darkness. "Please Edward, please I can't find you," I cried.
"I'm right here," he said softly into my ear. "I'm right here." That delicious smell floated in front of my face. I leaned toward the source and inhaled deeply.
"I can't see you," I said dreamily.
I felt his ice cold hands on my waist. "It's okay," he whispered. "You don't need to see me for this."
I inhaled again; the scent and euphoria fogged my brain. Suddenly there was a sharp pinch and a searing heat on my neck. I screamed and struggled to get away. Edward's steel arms gripped me close to him, pinning my flailing arms to my sides.
I sat up and quickly looked around my room, my heart racing and chest heaving. "Breath," I whispered, "my God just breath."
I put my hand to my heart and took a few deep breaths. "Don't worry," a musical voice said from the dark corner, "it really wouldn't hurt that bad."
This time I woke up, for real, screaming. I heard Emily racing up the stairs. I slipped out of bed and met her at the door. "I'm okay," I said, my voice shaking.
"What happened?" she asked, the concern on her face was evident.
"I had a nightmare, that's all. I'm okay now."
"Alright sweetie, well try and get some more rest, it's still really early." Emily yawned and shuffled back down the stairs. I waited till she was out of sight, and then closed the door. I padded silently back to my bed and climbed under the covers.
I lay there, staring at the shadows on the ceiling trying desperately not to think about the nightmare that had awoken me. A car drove by casting long shadows across my ceiling; my eyes drooped closed. Edward's face flashed in front of my face. My eyes snapped open.
I lay there a bit longer, trying to go back to sleep, but every time I did, I would feel Edward's breath on my ear or his hands on my waist. At 3:30 I abandoned all hope of sleep and slid out of bed.
I changed out of my pajamas, swapping them for jeans and a sweatshirt and pulled the great escape act from the funeral. It was harder in the dark, but I managed to slide down the tree trunk without breaking any limbs.
Under the cover of the trees I was shielded from the rain. I followed the trail north, just wandering aimlessly. At a break in the trees I turned my face to the rain, hoping the rain would wash away the nightmare.
"Carly? What are you doing out here so late?"
I screamed and turned to run. Edward gave chase, following me over the dirt trail. "Oh my god, go away and leave me alone. I will not be your dinner."
Edward stopped dead in his tracks on the trail. "I'm sorry, what?"
I skidded to a stop and turned to face him. "Your dinner, I won't be it. So, run along and find some other willing young woman to dazzle."
Edward laughed, the hearty sound echoed off the waterlogged trees. "Carly, I don't know what you're talking about, but I don't "eat" people. My family and I eat animals; you know deer, bear. Stuff like that. Why would you even think I'd eat you? Friends don't eat friends."
I stood on the trail, the rain soaking my hair, staring at him. "I had this, I dunno, this dream, where you bit me." I shuddered, the dream refreshing itself in my mind.
Edward winced. "I'm sorry," I mumbled, knowing it was the dream that had made him wince. "I don't see you that way, I don't know what that dream was about." His words from earlier flashed in my mind. "Let's just say I didn't handle it well…It was bad… I did things-stupid things and I paid dearly for them."
"I see," he said softly. "You think I might have tried to bite Bella, to keep her with me?"
I shrugged, knowing he could see the motion in the darkness. Wait could he?
"Yes, I can see you very clearly as a matter of fact. I know you don't know what happened back then, and I'm not sure if I should tell you or not; but seeing as how your dreaming about me biting you I suppose I should." Edward raked a hand through his hair and looked around.
Meanwhile, I plopped down in the mud on the trail. He looked at me, his white skin glowing in the darkness. "Well?" I said staring up at him.
"You want me to tell you right here, right now?" he asked, looking first to the sky, then to the dirt ground.
I shrugged. "Why not? I'm wide awake and obviously so are you, so let's just get it out in the open."
Edward huffed and sat down. "Fine," he grumbled, "Let's just get it out in the open."
I leaned against a tree close to the trail and waited for Edward to begin his story.
"Back when Bella was your age, she was targeted by a nomadic vampire who tracked her to Phoenix where she, my sister Alice and my brother Jasper took her until the rest of us could take care of James, the nomad. He got past us and managed to trick Bella into believing he had her mother and was holding her a ballet studio. She foolishly believed him and went to save Renee. James didn't have her and he almost killed Bella. He would have if we didn't arrive in time. After we took care of James and got Bella to a hospital I decided that it would be best for everyone involved, her, your grandparents; even my family, if I severed all ties with her. So I did. I left her battered and broken in the hospital in Phoenix; I just walked away. Well, it was about two weeks I think, I came back to Forks. I would sit in her room every night; night after night, week after week and listen to her scream and cry. About a month after she came home I stopped going. I couldn't bear the screaming, knowing that it was I who caused her all that pain."
I hiccupped and wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'm sorry if this is painful for you. Should I stop?"
I shook my head no. "Keep going. I have to hear it all."
Edward sighed. "Okay. I started photographing her instead. You can't hear the screams from a photo. And not to mention there was still the other two nomadic vampires out there. I had to stay close in case she needed me. The other two vampires were taken out by your werewolf pack."
"So why did you stay?" I asked.
"Your father imprinted on her-,"
"Huh? He did what?" I was confused. Imprinted? What the hell did that mean?
"I can't believe they never told you any of this," Edward sighed. "Imprinting is basically when a werewolf finds his true soul mate. The person he is destined to be with."
"So what does that have to do with you sticking around?"
"Young werewolves are extremely…volatile. They can change and hurt those they love. I wasn't sure if Bella was going to be safe or not. So I stayed to protect her."
He sounded like he was trying to convince himself that was his reason for staying, even after all these years.
"You're right," he admitted. "I stayed because I was still in her love with her and she was in love with Jacob. It killed me. I went a little nuts, sneaking into her room at night, and leaving her letters and notes. It was…crazy of me to do that, but I did. I can't take it back or change it; it is what it is. I sent Alice to see her, to have her come see me. She did, she brought the entire wolf pack with her. I tried to-I tried to kill her. Emmett and Jasper, my brothers, and some of the werewolves separated us. It was chaos personified. I was sent to Italy. I came back for the wedding, and I was here when you and your brothers were born. And as you know I was here when she passed. I watched from afar, just to make sure she was okay."
Edward sighed and clasped his hands in his lap. I wiped my eyes on the sleeve of my sweatshirt. I opened my mouth to say something; anything, but words escaped me.
"There's nothing to say," he replied. "I acted completely out of character and caused a lot of heartache and drama when there was really no good reason for it."
"I'm sure at the time it seemed completely justified," I said softly. "I mean I'm not saying it was a good idea for you to do those things, but we all do things out of fear or anger, jealousy and then later we reflect on our actions and ask ourselves "what the hell was I thinking?" So…I guess it's not that bad."
I gazed at Edward sitting across the path, and sighed. That feeling from this afternoon was back. That serene feeling washed over me again and I felt utterly at piece.
"What is that?" Edward asked quizzically.
"What?"
"That- I don't know what it is, it's a sound or feeling, no more like a color- in your head." He cocked his head to the side and stared at me, his expression puzzled. "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking that it's really irritating that you keep doing that. I swear, I'm gonna find a way to lock you out of my head."
"Well I know that, and you can't," he said sarcastically. "What's that other thing?"
"I don't know," I admitted. "It happened after school. This strange feeling just came over me, like something was going to happen and whatever it was I wasn't going to be able to stop it, but I didn't- don't want to. Stop it, I mean."
"Are you feeling it now?"
I nodded.
"That's so strange," Edward said staring at me.
"Yeah, tell me about it."
He glanced over my shoulder. "You should get going, dawn is coming."
I glanced up at the sky. I had no idea how I was going to get back into the house with out Emily hearing. I hoped a broken leg didn't hurt that bad; because that's what was going to happen when I fell off the tree branch after trying to get back in the window.
"I think I can help with that," Edward offered. He led the way out of the woods. In the yard he boosted me into the tree and agilely followed. At the window, he pressed his finger to his lips, ordering me to be quiet; then he jumped and threw open the window and went through it all in one motion. My mouth dropped open and he jumped back out.
"Get on my back," he ordered.
"Huh?"
"Like a, oh what do you call it, oh, a piggy back ride. Hold on tightly."
I locked my legs around his waist and neck and held back a scream as he soared toward the window. How he managed to get up and through the window with me on his back, I'll never know. He set me down in the middle of my room and looked around.
"So…this is your room?" he asked. I nodded. "Very interesting wall color."
"It's my favorite," I told him.
"That's what I figured. It's very bright; like you."
"Thanks, I guess."
"Who's that?" he asked, pointing to a picture of Jeremy and me at the winter formal.
"Oh, that's, um, Jeremy, my…"
"Boyfriend," he supplied.
I felt the heat creep across my face as I nodded my head.
Edward grabbed my chin gently, his fingers icy against the heat of my face, and raised my face. "You are," he breathed, "Absolutely, breathtakingly- devastatingly so- beautiful."
I gasped, and my heart started racing. Edward quickly let go of my face and was at the window in the blink of an eye. "I'll see you later." And with that he was gone.
Reviews are better than orange walls (lol forgive me..I'm winging it..lol)
And chapter title is: Underneath the Night Sky by Young Love
