Chapter 7

(BPOV)

“Edward, I’m sorry, please Edward…Don’t leave me. Please?” I could feel the lump in my throat as I choked the words out unconsciously—who was I talking to? I rolled over recklessly in the darkness, falling over; but before my body could hit the floor, stone cold arms caught me. My eyes fluttered open while the tears I could no longer hold back blurred my vision—even when I was asleep, I couldn’t get the image of Edward’s suffering out of my head; there he sat in the middle of our meadow, sobbing tearlessly to himself as his body shook in pain.

It had only been hours since that excruciating moment, and even though Edward had come back to me, I could still feel the distance that lay in between us. It hurt to think that we might not be the same again, to think that he was unsure of my love for him.

My angel scooped me up, kissing the tears off my face as he hushed me with his velvet voice. “I’m not leaving you Bella, ever.” His face was anxious with grief, the gold in his eyes were still buried with the concern he had withheld since we left the meadow.

I felt so stupid, but I couldn’t help myself. I started to sob again, hiding my face in his chest instead; he didn’t need to see me like that. Edward all but held me silently, his hand rubbed soothingly against my back, trying to calm me down. Why did I have to overreact like that all the time?

I could see his agonized frown from the dim light of my table lamp; my angel was upset again, because I was too much of a baby to control myself. I pulled myself away from him, off the bed, stumbling my way to the bathroom. Before I was out the door, his arms restrained me, pulling me backwards by the waist. “I-I need a human moment.” I murmured hurriedly, fighting back the wails that threatened to erupt any minute now. I felt his grip let go, then slipped out the door.

I glanced at the wall clock that hung in the hallway—three in the morning? Nice timing Bella. I sighed, then closed the bathroom door behind me. I was such a mess; my hair was tangled up like a haystack, my eyes were literally swollen with red; how on Earth did Edward fall in love with me?