Chapter 4
I glanced around the room, hoping for another means of escape, but the only other way out was a bay door and there was no way I would manage out of it before Edward stopped me.
"Look, I can't even begin to understand how you must be feeling right now, but I assure you that you are completely safe here with me. Nothing is going to happen to you. No one will harm you. You have my word." He paused for a few seconds, letting me absorb what he had said. "Now why don't you come and eat with us and I'll do my best to answer any questions you have."
I gazed at him. He looked sincere. He sounded sincere, but I knew he was trying to coerce me into going with him by saying exactly what I needed to hear.
Could I really trust this man?
I don't know.
I knew I needed answers … Answers only he could provide. It really didn't seem as if I had much of a choice.
He started walking out of the warehouse and I sighed, following after him. He led me into a small room that looked as if it was being used as a camp. There were makeshift beds at one end and a gas stove at the other. A man was standing at the cooker, hovering over a pot. He had the same brown hair as Edward, though his eyes were more Hazel whereas Edward's was green.
"Bella, this is my brother Jasper," Edward said motioning towards him.
Jasper smiled up at me. "Bella, you're a sight for sore eyes," he said moving towards me.
There was that name again … Bella.
"Why do you keep calling me that?" I hissed.
"It's your name," Edward said confused.
"No, it's not … My names …" I paused trying to remember, racking my brain … Searching for my name, but all I was met with was fog. I flinched as a sharp pain shot through my head. I stumbled back, clutching my temple.
"Are you okay?" Edward asked, concerned as he hesitantly reached out for me.
"No," I shook my head. "I'm not okay. What is wrong with me? What have you done to me? Why can't I remember anything?" I shouted on the verge of tears.
Edward sighed. "You were cursed."