Bella's heartache

Chapter 4

Chapter four
Bella's pov

I wake up in a hospital room sore and confused. My eyes flutter open and meet Edwards honey gold ones. My savior he is looking down at me with adoration. I have never had anyone besides my mom look at me like that. Tears start to roll down my face Edward is by my side in a flash stroking my head and wiping tears from my bruised cheeks. I see his eyes blacken but he looks away. He asks me " why are you crying?" I just look at him for a minute trying to find the right words. I look away from him and say "no one has looked at me with love since my mom and you do and you don't even know me." He bends down and puts his hand on my cheek and just looks at me. I feel so at peace with him here my eyes feel heavy he whispers "sleep" and I do.
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Edwards pov
Bella's been asleep for three days now. I'm anxiously waiting for her to wake up. I haven't left her side since tackling her father who is currently in a holding cell. She is so beautiful I know I know weird for a seventeen year old to look at a ten year old girl like that but she's my soulmate hell Alice even had a vision of it.
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Alice's vision
The yard is full of flowers and family. I am standing at the end of the aisle in a black Armani suit. A huge smile plastered on my face that only gets wider when the wedding march comes on and Bella walks down the stairs. She is so beautiful in a long white lace dress with curls cascading down her back. Her eyes lined in black which makes the chocolate color pop more. We look at each other never breaking eye contact. I grab her hand and we exchange vows then we are husband and wife. I couldn't imagine being without her.
End of vision
------------------------------------------Edwards pov
I'm sitting in the hospital room next to Bella's bed when I see her fingers move I grab her hand. A minute later her eyes flutter open I sigh in relief. Her eyes find mine and I'm mesmerized . She looks hurt and confused but it passes quickly. Tears start to run down her face I immediately try to comfort her. I stroke her head and wipe the tears away gently trying not to hurt her bruised skin. Seeing the bruises make my eyes blacken I don't want to scare her so I look away and ask "why are you crying?" She pauses but finally says "no one has looked at me with love since my mom and you do and you don't even know me." That throws me off I can't imagine what she has gone through four years without being loved. I put my hand on her cheek and think to myself you are now but I don't say it out loud her eyes are drooping so I whisper "sleep" and she does. I sit back in my seat and watch her sleep again.