Caged (-Twilight Fanfiction-)

6. Talk

A/N I am so sorry for not updating. I have been the most busy person that you could think of. Studying and preparing for 21 exams this month, it's crazy!

Anyway, this chapter is full of emotion! Get your tissues ready folks!

Enjoy,

Mollie xx

Bella's POV

It was a long party to say the least. Edward had his fight this weekend, and to say I was scared was an understatement. I'd never witnessed him fight before, and witnessing him in a life or death situation was something that I was frightened of.

Neither of us had a drink, because Edward was driving us home and I wanted to be fully sober for our conversation we were going to have.

Edward kept me close all night, never leaving my side. He was gentleman of course, that was how he was raised and treated me exactly how any man should treat a girl. Period.

It was around midnight when Edward finally locked us in the gym. I'm guessing we would be staying here tonight. Everyone had cleared off, and the gym was finally empty.

"Are we staying here tonight?" I asked, hanging onto the ropes surrounding the ring.

"Yes, I have my room here out back. And please be careful, knowing you with those heels and swinging on the ropes is a death wish." He chuckled, running his hands through his hair. He looked incredibly hot like that, and I wasn't afraid to admit it. My best friend was fucking hot.

The darkly tinted gym made the air feel even more arousing to be around him. It was as if he were my own dose of heroin, I'm addicted. I can never get enough.

I let go of the ropes and reached down to take my heals off my blistered feet. Damn these heels! I groaned, and massaged my left foot between my hands soon realising I was still in the presence of Edward because of a low groan that swiftly escaped his lips. Was I turning him on by massaging my feet? Gross.

"I hate Alice for this." I sighed, repeating my massaging on to my right foot. "Alice doesn't see the pain behind the beauty you know. She's so used to slipping on a pair of heels or doing her make up, that she doesn't realise that not every girl is fit for a pair of Louis Vuitton heels. Especially me for that matter."

Edward chuckled and twirled me around so he sat on the edge of the ring and I was standing between his knees.

"You promised we'd talk." He stated.

Shit. Yes I had promised we'd talk after the party, and then sudden realisation dawned on me. Was I ready? What would Jacob do if Edward found out? Because I'm pretty sure Edward wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut and end up in prison for murder.

But the other thing was, do I trust him enough? Of course I trusted him in the ways of which friends trusted one another. But this was something that I hadn't even wished to speak about to anyone.

"Er yeah, um. . . Well. . ." I stammered feeling the sweat begin to collect up on my forehead. His fingers gently wrapped around my clammy ones and brought them to his lips.

"Take your time. You don't have to rush it out." He smiled lightly. In the dark light of the gym I felt his light touches across my cheek, and his soft gaze. His eyes were as innocent as that night in the bar when I first met him. He was young, full of potential and ultimately, my best friend.

"When me and Jake moved to Seattle, he promised that we'd start a life there. I was excited for the new experience you know, moving to a new state, make some new friends-" I looked down at him and frowned. "-I didn't though. That was the problem. I wasn't happy there. It wasn't home to me, it was just an apartment in the middle of a foreign city that I didn't like. I missed everyone, but I also missed the old Bella."

He caresses my face still, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Things changed when I told Jacob I wanted to go home. He would -He would-" I took an unneeded breath, and squeezed my eyes closed. I hoped and prayed Edward wouldn't freak out, I didn't want him to get himself hurt.

"He what Bella?" Edward asked gently, raising to his feet so he look down on me. His fingers still stroking my cheeks and he cradled me to him when my sobs broke out of me. "Baby, please tell me. He can't hurt you Bella, I'm here."

"He beat me." I cried, pushing my face to his chest as my sobs began to become hysterical.

Edward went silent, and he seemed to tighten his hold on me. His arms like a vice around me as if my body were a fragile piece of China.

"He hurt me Edward," I whispered. I never really took in how much pain I was actually in, it wasn't something I wanted to even think about. But knowing how much I was falling in love with Edward, it hurt even more to think about.

Finally he piped up, tears of his own brimming his eyes. "He- he beat you?" He gulped. A stray tear fell down onto his cheek and I nodded. He suddenly picked me up in his arms, my legs around his waist and hugged me as tight as he could. "and I thought you were happy over there, you should of told me Bella. I would of got you out of there."

"He didn't let me talk to anyone. The only people I really spoke to were people at my book signings, he never let me go out." I sniffed, leaning my forehead against his shoulder.

The darkness of the gym shifted as he walked towards his room our back. I didn't pay attention to what he was doing, I was only focussed on his arms around me.

He gently lay me on a plush surface and then unhooked my arms and legs from around him. His body slumped down besides mine and he then rewound my arms around him.

"You're here now. He can't hurt you Bella, you have me, Emmett, your dad, Jazz, Rose and Alice. You have family here. Jacob is nothing." His words were soothing, almost made me feel completely and utterly protected. But I knew in the back of mind, Jacob would always be there. No matter where I went, or what I did.

"He didn't just beat me. . ." I whispered, my eyes shifting away from his.

"No. . ." He gasped, clutching me closer to him. "He . . . He didn't . . . Do what I'm thinking did he Bella? Please tell me he didn't." He croaked, cradling my head to his chest. When I didn't answer him, he pulled me tighter to him and his body slowly shook as his own tears began to fall again.

He held me for the rest of that night. We just laid there, cradling each other and crying over the past that will haunt me for the rest of my life.

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