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Till Death Do Us Part
Edward kissed Bella one more time before he had to go. He jumped out the window and was gone in a flash. Bella stared at the ring on her finger. She took a minute to let everything set in.
"Guess I should get started on my Chemistry homework" she mumbled. She grabbed her text book and worksheet from her book bag and headed down to the kitchen. She worked the day away and put her assignedment away to cook dinner. She put strips of beef in a frying pan and waited while they fried. She added celeri, carrots, Onion, and bok choy and mushrooms to the mix. A steaming plate of stir fry was ready on the table when Charlie got home.
"This looks great Bella, smells great too" he said when he sat down. "Arn't you going to eat Bells?" he asked as he saw no other place settings.
She shook her head. "I don't feel well dad, besides I sample alot when I'm Cooking, I'm going to see if a nice hot bath will make me feel better" she said. He nodded. She walked carefully up the stairs and into the bathroom. She ran hot water and settled into the nice water. It did make her feel better. When she was back in her room she put on boy shorts and a long sleeved shirt. She put her hair up in a loose bun and climbed under her duvet. She shivered. Her head felt like a peice of lead and it throbbed. She was so cold too. She grabbed a tissue from her bedside table and wipped her watering eyes. She was in a lot of pain not to mention she had horrible cramps, it was her time of the month. She didnt even have enough strength to climb out of bed and to the bathroom to get asprin or tylenol. She snuggled under her blankets and fell into a restless sleep.
She woke at some point in the night. She opened her eye's and was greeted with a awful pain in her head. She cried out slightly and clutched her head. She felt the bed sink in beside her.
"Bella?" Edwards beautiful yet worried voice filled her ears. "Are you okay?". She felt a cool hand on her forehead. That felt better.
"I don't feel good" she mumbled. He went to move but she held his hand to her forehead still. "Don't move the cool feels better on my head" she said.


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