"Isabella, you're being unreasonable." He said.
Unreasonable? I was telling him about something I found, and I was the one being unreasonable?
"Why can't you listen to me? For once." I asked him, trying not to show how hurt I was by his attitude.
He looked up, dropping the shirt he was about to place in his bag, on the bed before turning to look at me.
"Because what you are saying is beyond insane. We have taken safety measures to assure that all of you are all safe. I've had to step back from a few things but this isn't up for discussion. I have to be at that meeting." He told me exasperated.
"I thought you told me you cared about me, why are you acting like it's a burden to do this? Do you want us to leave?" I asked.
I could tell he was tired of this conversation.
"That is not what I am saying. Stop twisting my words." He replied, in exasperation.
I looked away from him, unwilling to meet his gaze. "No, you know what? You're completely right. I'm being crazy. You should go." I said, closing my eyes.
"Are you sure I should? Because a moment ago, you sounded like you wanted anything but that." He replied, surprised.
I nodded, still not meeting his gaze. "Go." I whispered, steadily.
I heard him sigh, before I felt him walk over to me, kissing my hair. "I'll be back before you know it, il mio uccellino. Ti amo con tutto il cuore." He whispered.
"I know. I do too." I whispered back, with my back facing towards him.
He kissed my hair again, before sighing and moving away.
It tore my heart to pieces, hearing him leave but it was too late to stop him now. He had already made up his mind. Nothing was going to stop him. Not even me.
I heard him leave a moment, "I wish the way I feel about you was enough for us to be together, I know it'll never be, and I can't stay here pretending that it is." I murmured, as the tears began to fill my eyes.
I watched him leave from the third story window, before turning away and heading into the closet.
"You promised me I would never have to make another hard decision in my life…. Well, you were wrong." I murmured as I packed my things.
As I made my way towards the garage, Demitri appeared at the doorway.
"Is everything alright, Miss. Swan?" He asked me.
"Yes, when Mr. Cullen gets back, tell him I said 'Il passero ha preso il volo'." I replied as I threw my bag into the trunk of the car and slammed the lid shut.
His eyes widened in shock, and horror.
"Miss. B, are you sure?" He asked, concerned.
I nodded, ignoring the pained look he was giving me before slipping off the ring and handing it to him, "Give that to him too." I replied.
As I moved I felt my eyes water again as I walked to the car and got in.
As I got in, I received a call, "Alice." I replied as I drove out of the long driveway.
"Are you coming?" She asked, concerned.
I swallowed thickly before sighing, "I'm on my way. Pack light. We need to move quickly." I said before hanging up.
Translations:
*Il Mio Uccellino- My Little Bird.
*Ti amo con tutto il cuore- I love you with all my heart.
'* Il passero ha preso il volo'- The Sparrow Has Taken Flight.