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    Dark Secrets.

    “Shut up.” I smirked, sticking my tongue out at him. “I used to watch this as a kid with Cain and …” I had to stop myself before I said something I would later regret and no doubt have to explain later. “My… dad. I loved it, and still do.” Edward grinned as he hugged me loosely. I yelped out in pain as his hand placed itself on a sore spot. I think that if Edward’s heart was beating, I would have given him a heart attack. Emmett crouched in a defensive position in front of me and Edward let go of me immediately.

    “You,” I pointed to Emmett, “Sit down, you great buffoon. I am okay. And you,” I reached out for Edward’s hand and placed it back on my stomach, slightly to the left from its last position with my hand resting on top. “That was my fault, I moved. I’m sorry, I’m still a bit tender, that’s all.” That was all I wanted to hear on the matter because I know that he would insist that it was his fault, blah, blah, blah. It was really just easier to accept the blame. I redirected my attention to the show I was making them watch, feeling their eyes watch me, suspiciously.

     

    The rest of the Cullen’s finally returned from the errands they had to run that morning before settling down to join us.

    “How are you feeling, Bella?” Alice whispered when you finally joined us, after making me lunch.

    “Getting there. Alice, what’s this?” I exclaimed as she came into view with a tray. I tried to pull myself up to sit at least a bit upright, but yet again, like every other time I moved, the agonizing pain took over. But every other time, I just slumped back down and told myself I would try better next time. I told myself now was next time. I wasn’t going to give up. I heaved myself up and tried to place myself up right.

    “Bella, don’t strain yourself sweetie.” Alice cooed as she placed a tray on my lap. I looked down to see homemade sweetcorn and chicken chowder.

    “I told you a sandwich would have been fine.” I really only wanted a sandwich. To be honest, I wasn’t hungry, but if I wanted to beat my ghastly demon brother, I had to keep my strength up.

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