Chapter 13
One memory … That was all I got … One, heart-wrenching, memory.
"When will they come back?" I asked, turning to Alice, who was sitting beside me with her arm wrapped around my shoulder.
Alice shrugged. "I don't know, sorry. This was the first time I've ever done a spell like this before. We weren't even sure it would work."
I nodded. It wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. That memory had left me more confused than ever. There was so much I didn't know, too many blanks to fill. I needed answers. I needed to know what happened after my father had found us, and how we had gotten from there to here.
"What happened that day?" I asked Edward, looking towards him. He was leaning against the wall opposite us.
He shrugged his shoulders, looking down at the floor. "It doesn't matter."
I shoved the blanket off my shoulders and stood up, walking over to him. "Maybe not to you, but it does to me." When he looked up at me his eyes were heavy and full of pain. I knew whatever had happened to him that day had hurt him badly, but I still needed to know the details. I needed to know what I had done to him.
Edward cupped my cheek and smiled at me, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "It's okay," he reassured me.
I shook my head. "It's not."
"You and Edward had run off," Alice spoke from behind me. I turned around to face her anxious to hear whatever she had to say. "I heard our father coming … I knew there was a chance that you were doing something you shouldn't have been. We all knew how you two felt about one another and it was only a matter of time before you acted on those feelings." I glanced over at Edward, and he leaned over and kissed my head.
"I tried to stop him … I tried to delay him, but he wasn't having any of it. When he found you two, he was furious. He dragged Edward all the way back to the house, summing his pack. He planned to hang Edward right there and then, and make us all watch to severe as reminder of what happened when we broke his laws."
Tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt terrible for what I had done, but without all my other memories, there was no way for me to understand my actions.
Why had I asked him to kiss me when I knew it could have gotten him killed?
"You were hysterical," Alice continued. "You were down on your knees screaming and begging for our father to stop, but he wouldn't listen. He acted as you were even there … I tried to console you, but there was no comforting you."
"When Edward Snr showed up he managed to talk our father down, insisting that the pack would deal with Edward, and serve him his punishment. Somehow our father listened-"
"-What was your punishment?" I asked Edward, knowing that I shouldn't really ask.
Edward hesitated before he slowly turned around, and lifted his t-shirt up to reveal his back, which was covered in long scars.
"My father whipped me with a special whip made from Wolfsbane so it would scar. He thought the scars would serve me as a reminder to stay away from you."
"I'm sorry," I sobbed.
"There is no need to be sorry," Edward said, pulling me into his arms. "I don't regret kissing you, not even for one second."