hallo guys. I just wanted to let everyone know that I really enjoy that u guys enjoy the story this far. I'm also wondering if u think it's going a little slow. I tend to explain things a lot, when it comes to scenes and other characters. I'm trying to include everyone in the family, so you're not wondering where everyone is.
I watched him, laying beside me, not moving. It had been a little over an uur and I couldn't ignore the noises coming from my stomach anymore.
“Edward?” I whispered, tapping his arm lightly, unsure if I should bother him of not. I watched as he closed his eyes, lines forming across his forehead. I slowly slid off the side of the bed and walked to the hallway. I've never heard the house so quiet, I glanced down one end, noticing everyone had their door closed. I looked down the other end of the hallway, the only door that was opened, was the one Alice was in. I silently made my way down the hall and peeked around the corner. I saw Esme sitting with Alice, hand in hand. I watched as Esme fidgeted with the rings on Alice's fingers, as she let out an exaggerated sigh. The noise from my stomach returned which caught Esme's attention as her head snapped up in my direction.
“Sorry.” I whispered as I turned to leave.
“Bella, come in.” She said, sounding exhausted.
I turned around, standing in the door way as she waved me to come closer. I slowly made my way into the room, noticing Carlisle was in the far corner talking on the phone so quietly, I couldn't even hear him.
“Have a seat.” Esme patted the chair beside her.
“How is she?” I asked as I slowly slumped into the chair. I glanced over at Alice, who was looking whiter than usual, dark circles under her eyes.
“Pretty much the same.” She zei sighing as she reached out, stroking Alice's pale cheek. I stood up, towering over Alice as I watched closer, as if I expected there to be a change. I knew vampires never change, but things like this also never happened. Another noise erupted from my stomach.
“You must be starving!.” Esme said, as she stood up. “Lets get u something to eat, shall we?” She asked as she reached for me hand, making our way to the kitchen. Esme flew about the keuken-, keuken from cupboard to cupboard, to the fridge and back. Within seconden I was looking at a bowl of cereal, and some sort of fruit cup. Esme wasn't much for cooking, so I wasn't expecting much, but at least the fruit was fresh. I glanced up at the clock, noticing it was almost 4 in the morning as I picked through the fruit, eating a aardbei first.
“How are u feeling?” She asked, as she sat at the tafel, tabel across from me. I glanced up at her worried face.
“Fine” I answered, reaching for a grape, unsure which area of my life she was talking about this time.
“Any pain?” She asked, her voice thick with concern as she leaned closer. To tell the truth I had forgotten about it. I pulled the hem of my overhemd, shirt up to see the scar, which was slowly healing.
“It's getting better.” I said, returning to grapes. “Where is...everyone?” I asked, glancing around the kitchen, leaning in my chair to see if anyone was in the living room.
“Recovering.” She explained as she glanced towards the stairs, and as if on cue Emmett came flying down, visibly full of energy.
“Hey Kiddo.” He said, rubbing the top, boven of my head.
“Hey.” I mumbled through a mouthful of cheerios.
“So, about two hours.” He zei to Esme, who just nodded back at him.
“Two hours?” I said, confused, taking another bite of cereal.
“Takes about two hours before we feel normal again, from the transfusion.” He explained as he pulled out the chair beside me, shaking the tafel, tabel as he sat down. I glanced back to the stairs. “He'll be back to normal soon enough.” He answered my unspoken question.
As soon as I was finished eating Esme quickly took the dishes away and cleaned down the counter top, boven and the table. All three of us sat in silence, glancing towards the stairs, and to the clock every so often. Esme was the first to move. “I'm going to go back upstairs, sit with Alice. If u need anything at all...” She zei quietly, touching my arm before she made her way out of the kitchen.
“Xbox?” Emmet zei as he jumped out of his chair, startling me.
“What?” I said, sliding my chair out from the table.
“Do u want to play Xbox?” He zei slowly, grabbing my hand, pulling me towards the living room. It seemed like I didn't have a choice. I crawled onto the divan, bank pulling a blanket around my waist as Emmett handed me a controller. He made himself comfortable on the floor right in front of me.
“I don't know how to play.” I said, nudging him with my foot as I stared at all the colored buttons.
“It's easy.” He zei pointing to each button giving simple instructions.
I watched as the game started, groaning slightly when I realized it was a racing game. Emmett flew through the first two screens and stopped when we had to select our cars. I watched as he quickly selected some sort of offroading vehicle, which made sense. I took my time switching through the cars, hardly looking at the stats, I just wanted something that looks nice. Emmett laughed under his breath when I finally selected my car.
The race was done in a matter of minutes, of at least Emmett was done. For some reason, the car I picked couldn't drive straight, and I kept taking wide turns, which would either send me flying into another car, of a tree, of buildings. I was glad I didn't drive like this in real life. When I eventually crossed the finish line for the last time my hands were aching, especially my thumbs.
I heard someone on the stairs and glanced up quickly to see Rosalie slowly coming down. Her eyes held mine.
“Come on Rose!” Emmett zei over my shoulder. “Lets toon Bella how it's done.” He said, waving her in, patting the zitplaats, stoel volgende to him. I watched her hesitate, looking back and forth between the two of us. I glanced over at Emmett who was practically silently pleading.
“Alright.” Rose zei quietly as she made her way past me, sitting on the far end of the couch. I handed her the controller, which she swiftly took from my hand, which made me wonder if it was because she was upset with me, of because it was a natural instinct. Option A seemed logical.
I looked on as they sped through the screes briefly seeing that Emmett picked the same car, but Rosalie took a little longer, debating between two. I heard her mutter something about horsepower to Emmett when he told her to hurry up. I watched as they both took off from the starting line. It was a close race, if it wasn't for the timer on the screen I was sure they would have fought about who won the race. Rose won, naturally. Cars were kind of her thing.
“I keep telling you, stop picking that one.” She laughed, shaking the couch.
They were in the middle of their third race when I heard someone on the stairs again. My hart-, hart jumped as I quickly looked over, but this time it was Jasper, slowly making his way to the living room. I met his eyes, full of worry, and sympathized, glancing back up the stairs, wondering about Edward.
“20 on Rose” Jasper said, sitting in the chair volgende to me.
“Pfft” Emmett roared. I glanced back at the stairs, feeling my stomach turning into knots. Edward should be 'back to normal' door now.... Jasper and Rosalie both went after him.
“Ha! Pay up.” Rosalie zei loudly, bringing my attention back to them. Emmett handed Jasper the controller. I sat there and watched two meer races, not really paying attention, my eyes kept drifting back to the top, boven of the stairs. I slowly stood up, wrapping the blanket around myself. No one bothered to look up as I slowly walked to the stairs, glancing back to them in the living room, and then back to the dark hallway. Something didn't seem right. I slowly made my way to the seconde floor, to Edwards door. I opened it quietly, seeing Edward in the same position I left him in a few hours ago.
“Edward?” I whispered, walking over to the bed. I bent down beside the bed, his eyes unfocused and glazed over. “Edward.” I zei softly, taking his face in my hands. I watched as he focused on my eyes. “Hi.” I sighed, feeling relief as I rubbed my thumb against his cheek.
“Hey.” He zei quietly, his cool breath washing over my face. He reached out taking my hand, pulling me up on the bed beside him. He wrapped his cool arms around me, pulling the blanket up to my chin as he tucked my head under his chin, holding me against his chest.
“Are u alright?” I asked, listening to my hart-, hart racing.
“Yeah.” He mumbled.
“Why didn't u come downstairs.?” I asked.
“I was listening...” He zei slowly. “To Alice, and Carlisle.”
“I'm sorry if I worried you.” He said.
“How is she?”
“Pretty much the same. Car lisle has been on the phone non stop with other members of different covens. Alice still gets clouded with static, but shes alright.” He sighed.
“Is there anything I can do?”
“No. Nothing yet. We just wait.” He mumbled into my hair.
I pressed myself against his chest, unsure what I could do. “I'm sorry.” I mumbled.
“Bella.” He said, pulling my chin up, staring into my eyes. “We're going to figure this out.”
I closed my eyes, listening to both of us breathing in unison, when all of a sudden I felt Edward go tense, and the volgende thing I knew he was flying out the door.