My Angel

Questions

Edward pov:

I have had enough of Rosalie's rambling, and by the sounds of everyone else's thoughts they have too. We all know what we are getting ourselves into- I hope- but that doesn't mean she should put the whole family in strain. I can already tell she is going to have love hate feelings for Bella for a bit. Hate, for putting her family in possible danger, and love, for Bella could be like the daughter Esme and Rosalie never had. We all know it is a soft, and sad spot for all the girls in the house, but especially those two. Esme is very grateful to have five adopted children, but we all know that all she has every really wanted was a child of her own. While Rosalie always admired the idea of growing old with the person that you love, with grandchildren running everywhere. These things got taken from them when they were changed.

I found it in a way amusing how Bella was scarred she would be too heavy for me to carry her. I can't even feel any weight at all. I opened the door for Bella's room, and placed her on her bed whilst Alice was waiting at the bottom of the stairs still. She had to wait for how long it would take a human to drag the wheelchair up the stairs. Even though I don't think any human Alice's size could do it. "Edward?" Bella's voice interrupted my train of thought- not that I minded. "Hmm?" I answered in reply. I didn't realise how strong her scent was to me until I closed the door. I was making every move very carefully, hoping my eyes weren't pitch black.

"Why are you all being so kind to me?" She asked, while picking at her clothes that Alice helped her change into. I turned around to face her, and sat down at the end of her bed while I said, "Because you are nothing but a kind girl, and we want to help you recover." Bella looked up shyly and asked another question... this one I didn't know how to answer, "How did you find me? I mean, how did you know something was happening in that house?" I didn't want to lie to Bella, but I have to. I promise myself that I will tell her the truth one day, when she is ready. "Alice and I, we were walking through the woods and we heard some screaming. I guess you could say we were idiots for following the screaming, but we did, and we came across the house and, well, you know the rest." Bella nodded understandably, then eyed me suspiciously while saying, "I have more questions, but I'm too tired." And she snuggled down into her bed. Soon enough I heard her breathing evened out, and she was fast asleep. Alice was standing behind me with the wheelchair by now, with a small sad smile.

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