CHAPTER 5
As I woke in the morning the sun streaking across my face. I didn't open my eyes but I felt the smile on my lips. I opened my eyes to look for him. He wasn't there and so I got up to stand to find him. As I stood up I realized I still had nothing on and I blushed slightly. On the nightstand was my robe and as I lifted it a piece of paper fell onto the floor. I picked it up and found his elegant writing inside.
Bella,
I love you. I'm sorry.
E
Sorry? What was he sorry for and where was he? I padded down the hall to the bathroom. I dropped the robe on the floor and my reflection caught me off guard. My arms were covered with bruises. There were bruises all over my torso too. Why did I not remember this? I tried to think back to a time where there was pain but I found none. This was what sorry was. Maybe. Or was
I tossed my robe on and ran out of the bathroom calling him. There was no answer. I pleaded for him to come to me but all I heard was silence. I went downstairs to the kitchen and found another note.
Eat.
How can he expect me to eat at a time like this. I was alone in his house. More alone than I ever had been. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. I heard it ring from the living room. He didn't have his cell phone.
I sat on the white couch in the living room, looking at his phone. I knew if I waited he would come back. He would com back. Maybe or maybe he was mad at me. Maybe, maybe it wasn't enough. Of course it wasn't enough. I went upstairs and threw my clothes on. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't get home because my truck was not here. I simply would have to wait for him to come back. I did as he instructed and made myself some food. My stomach was in knots and eggs were the only thing that was mildly appealing.
I wandered the house for the rest of the day and as night fell I climbed into the big bed and cried myself to sleep.
Dawn broke on Sunday morning and still no sign of Edward. I checked his cell phone and there were no numbers for me to call to get a hold of anyone else and Alice's cell phone number was at home. I padded around the house all day not knowing what to do. I alternated between yelling for Edward and crying and as night fell again I went to his room and climbed up on the big bed and started to cry some more. It had been almost 48 hours since I had last seen him. I must have dozed off some because the cold hand on my back startled me.
"Edward?" I asked.
"No honey it's Esme. Where is he?" she asked concerned
"Oh Esme!" I cried, "I don't know he's been gone two days and I didn't know what to do."
"Gone? What do you mean gone?" she asked
I looked up to see Carlisle, Emmett and Rosalie standing there. All with looks of concern on their faces. How could I tell them? How could I explain?
"Bella please. You have to tell us what happened." Carlisle said softly.
"Friday night we ummm we got engaged." I said holding out my hand showing them the ring. Rosalie grimaced but Emmett, Carlisle and Esme smiled. "Then well ummm then we...." I flushed a million shades of red and Emmett snickered.
"Okay well you obviously know what I mean." I said going even redder.
"Then I woke up and he was gone." I started to sob.
Rosalie hissed and walked out the door. Emmett ran after her leaving me with Carlisle and Esme who seemed stunned into complete silence.
"He left me a note, well two notes actually. This one, "I said handing them the note, "And one in the kitchen that simply said eat."
Carlisle took the note from me and glanced at Esme.
"What happened dear? Are you hurt?" she asked
I blushed again, "Well it didn't hurt. I can't explain right but there are bruises. My arms. My torso. There was no pain but I...."
She took my hand and pulled up the sleeve of my shirt exposing the ugly purple bruises on my arms. Carlisle's medical training obviously took over at that point.
"Are these the worst? I need you to show me Bella. I need to make sure that it isn't too bad." he told me.
I sat up and took off the long sleeved shirt I had on, knowing I had a tank top on underneath. Carlisle looked at both arms and then I lifted my top to show him my ribs.
"It's just bruises, " I said softly. "I bruise very easily."
"No real damage, " Carlisle seemed to sigh. "Get some more sleep Bella. We will figure it out in the morning."
Both of them looked at me sadly and Esme brushed my hair back out of my face.
"Sleep Dear!" she said, "It will be all better soon. We will take care of things."
With that they left the room. I buried my head in the pillow and cried myself to sleep again.