Regardless of my want to leave straight after I've seen him, we stay for the rest of the day. We get updates from Carlisle, one an hour; even though I told him I wanted to know nothing… that I didn't care.
He doesn't give up though and eventually, I've had enough.
"Carlisle," I say as he comes up to us. I hold up a hand, "Don't. Don't do this to me. I told you I don't want to know."
He sighs, "Bella-"
"No!" I shout, probably causing people to look at me. I ignore them, too angry. "God, I'm sick of the sound of my fucking name. I told you I don't care. For fuck sakes, if I had my way, he'd be dead by now!"
I know that it's wrong to feel that way… but what's worse is that…
I can't bring myself to take it back.
I agree with her. What do you think?
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