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Dark Secrets.
"Drive.” Was all that my horsed voice could manage to say.
“Bella?” Charlie whispered over Edward and Emmett’s fight. “Are you sure about this? If you need more time…”
“Just drive, Dad.” I chocked as the purr of Charlie’s cruiser revved and we took off down the Cullen’s drive for my last time.
“Bella,” Edward’s voice sang, sending shivers down my spine. Edward and I were in our meadow, cradled in each other’s arms, savouring the moment. “Bella, I love you.”
“As I love you.” I replied, bringing myself as close to him as humanly possible. “Then please don’t go. We can help you, we can keep you safe.” I turned to face him and look into his honeyed eyes, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. A man? A wolf? A vampire? Endless possibilities swam through my head when Edward jumped us both up and shook me by the shoulders. “You need to trust me Bella, trust me …” His voice trailed off as I awoke with a bump and a cry. The narrow road in which we were travelling down was unnecessary bumpy and for someone who was trying to sleep and forget about the last couple of days, this was a bad place for it.
“Hey, sleeping beauty.” Cain’s familiar voice drifted from the front seat, breaking the silence.
“You haven’t called me that in years.” I whispered. ‘Why is my throat so dry?’ I wondered as I shifted away from the window to stop anymore head bumping. Unconsciously, my hand slid up to my throat as I thought of the possibilities. ‘Too much crying?’
“You’ve been … screaming.” Cain answered my unasked question. Charlie voice seemed to caution Cain’s next moves, probably knowing what was coming. “Crying out for help; for the Cullen’; for Edward. You okay, Bella?” That made sense.
“Oh.” I was not the only one who knew I couldn’t act. “It was nothing; just thinking about the last few years, memories …” My voice trailed, as I felt memories flood back.
“You sure leaving them was a good idea?” Charlie’s swift hand thudded against Cain’s thigh. “What? I was just asking…”
“No. I don’t think it was a good idea, but it was the right thing to do.”


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