Close My Eyes (Twilight Fan-fiction)

Chapter 6 - My Saviour

A/N: I just re-read the last chapter to re-cap, and I realised that I'd made so many mistakes. I forgot to edit it. Oppsiee. It's edited now though so all is fineee. :) If you noticed, sorry about that. Anyway, enough babbling from me. ~ WorshipStew

(Edward's P.O.V)

I was worried about Bella. Every time I'd go over a bump she'd wince as if she were in pain. I know she fell down the stairs but this looked really serious. I wonder if she told Renée. If she did, Renée should have taken her to the hospital. As I drove, she just stared out the window, as if she was deep in thought. I saw her face crumple in pain so I reached over and took her hand in mine. She looked at me immediately and smiled. I drove with one hand on the wheel and the other in Bella's warm grasp. I loved being near Bella. She was my best friend, but I worried about spending so much time with her. I was developing strong feelings towards her and I was worried about having our friendship at stake. She didn't think about me that way. However, I couldn't help it. She was beautiful, inside and out. Her body was perfect. She was perfect. My Bella.

I pulled up outside of my house and helped Bella out of the car. She whimpered a few times in pain as she stood up and it tugged at my heart. I couldn't stand this. I grabbed her again around her waist as she put an arm over my shoulders. I let her lean on me, I carried most of her weight, lifting her up the stairs to my house. I didn't let her go even when we walking into my living room.

"Bella!" Esme's face lit up as soon as she laid on her. Bella smiled weakly in response. She looked so tired, so beaten. Falling down the stairs must have seriously battered her about a bit, not to mention being ill. I suddenly felt terrible for bringing her here when she could barely walk.

"Bella?" I whispered to her. "I'm sorry I brought you here. You're ill and injured. I'm so sorry, do you want to go home?"

"NO!" She yelled, startling everyone. My family and I stared at her, shocked. "Please don't take me home. Please. I want to stay here. Please don't take me back there. Not yet." Then, much to our shock, she started to cry. It ripped my heart to shreds to watch as she hung her head as tears gently rolled down her cheeks. I pulled her into my embrace, trying not to hurt her.

"Shhh, Bella, we're not taking you home." She gripped my shirt again, holding it tightly in her hands. She sniffled against my chest. I held her close to me, supporting her weight again, knowing it's painful for her to stand. I looked over Bella's shoulder to my family.

"What's wrong?" Alice mouthed to me, looking worried for her friend.

"I don't know." I mouthed back just as Bella frantically gripped my shirt tighter, trying to pull herself closer to me. Screw this, I gently lent down, Bella never letting go of my shirt, to gently support Bella behind her knees before picking her up bridal style. She relaxed into my arms, her head in my chest, her hands still gripping my shirt. I walked over to the sofa gently, trying not to bounce her too much, and sat down. She curled up into my lap, sobbing softly. I rubbed her back gently.

"Bella, baby, what's wrong?" I murmured. Alice came and sat beside me. She looked really worried for Bella. Bella struggled out of my chest, wiping her eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I'm just getting all emotional. It's because I'm all in shock from falling down the stairs." She sniffled.

"You did what!?" Alice cried. "Oh my gosh, Bella! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Please don't fuss over me. It's nothing." She sniffed. So selfless. Always wanting other people to be happy despite the fact that she's in pain. So Bella.

"Bella, what about you not wanting to go home?" This part worried me greatly.

"It's just I really wanted to see you guys, like I said, I'm all in shock. I was just worried you didn't want to see me." It seemed like something more, but I let it drop. She wasn't really herself today. To be understandable, she'd fell and been ill. I felt so sorry for her. I couldn't even imagine the pain she must be in.