A White Demon Love Song
by Caiti Rose
A/N: Guys, I am so, so, so, so, SO unbelievably sorry that I haven't updated in… 9 months. =X Veterinary school is consuming my life and I just didn't have the time. Fortunately, I have a long weekend without much to do, so I'll try to pump out as many chapters as possible. I just read the reviews, thank you all SO much for the encouragement. And now, without further ado… chapter five.
Chapter Five:
I stood at the top of the steps, looking back and forth between Edward and Bella. I wanted to fly down the stairs and pull her into a hug, but the look on Edward's face had me paralyzed in my spot. I inhaled through my nose, taking in as much of the scent as I could. All I could do was smile and wave. I noticed the confused and sad expression on her porcelain face, but I ignored it. I had to ignore it.
Esme walked in from the kitchen, smiling at Bella. I saw her look from me to Edward and then back to Bella. "Bella sweetheart, can you help me tidy up the kitchen for just a minute?" Bella smiled sweetly, gave Edward's hand a squeeze, and followed Esme into the kitchen.
I waited until Bella was out of sight until I finally turned to look at Edward. His eyes held so much fury. At this point, I didn't really care. I was so aggravated and confused with this whole situation. We held each other's gaze for a long while until he began walking towards me slowly, at a human's pace. He walked directly past me and into my bedroom. I knew this was my cue to follow. I walked in and closed the door behind me, leaning against the door and avoiding eye-contact. I heard Edward sigh and from the corner of my eye, saw the angry look on his face falter, and turn into one of concern.
I turned my head towards him and took a breath. "I'm sorry, man."
Edward stiffened a bit, and rolled his shoulders back. "I understand. She has the same effect on me. I just need to know that you won't act on it."
"You have my word." Again, thoughts raced through my mind. Of course I wouldn't act on it. I wouldn't tear this family apart. Not for a silly, weak, human girl. But then I remembered Alice's vision. The vision that had consumed my thoughts for the past week. I closed my eyes. All I could see was her.
Before I had a chance to open my eyes again, Edward was directly in front of me, his face centimeters from mine. He was gripping the collar of my shirt tightly and I heard a growl forming in his throat. Shit! I thought. He read my mind.
"Yes, I did." It was a voice I didn't recognize. Edward never had a harsh or threatening demeanor. This was new for him. "If you even think about it-!"
I cut him off. "Relax. It's not going to happen. I wouldn't do that."
He tightened his grip on my collar and slammed my back hard against the door. I could have thrown him off of me, easily. There was no doubt that I was stronger than him. I decided however, that he had every right to be angry with me and therefore I allowed him to rough me up a little bit.
With Edward's eyes still locked on mine, there was a timid knock on the door. "Come in." He spoke softly, much calmer now. He released his grip and took a few steps back. Bella opened the door, her presence instantly relieved the tension in the room. Edward smiled at her and took her hand, leading her out of the room and giving me one last threatening look. I looked back at him apologetically, and deliberately paid no attention whatsoever to Bella.
I listened from my bedroom to Bella saying her goodbyes to the rest of my family. A few minutes later, the sound of Edward's Volvo roaring to life filled my ears. I collapsed back on my futon, letting out a loud sigh. I stared blankly at the ceiling for what must have been two or three hours. Emotions filled me to the core. I wasn't used to this. I was frustrated with myself, for causing problems with Edward, and with Bella, for coming into my life and turning my world around. I was fine before she showed up. I was also frustrated with Alice. There was no way that vision was correct. It didn't matter how I felt about Bella, I would never try anything on her. I felt my fists roll up into balls, I was shaking with fury. I turned to my side and punched the wall, leaving behind a tremendous hole.
I knew what I had to do, to once more relieve some of this stress and tension. I propped myself up, ruffled up my hair, and walked into Rosalie's room, closing and locking the door behind me again.