upset | edward cullen

fifteen

Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.

ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPÉRY

EDWARD'S POV

Was I dreaming? No I couldn't be. I hadn't dreamt...but I was definitely waking up and Carlisle was definitely in front of me and real as he brushed back my hair away from my face. There were no thoughts infiltrating my every thought. I felt human. This had to be a dream.

AMELIA'S POV

Carlisle had returned me to my mother after the police let us go and she hadn't left my side. It was the next day and I wanted to visit Edward, Alice had texted me to let me know he was still unconscious last night but that he woke up this morning. She asked if I could come over, he wanted to see me and also they needed to talk to me. But my mother was hellbent on keeping me at home for the rest of my life if she could. I would either have to ask her to come with me or sneak out. I didn't have the energy to do the latter but the first would be hard without explaining the nature of Edward and me's relationship.

But I was so tired, so tired of lying and so tired of hurting people.

So I woke her up with a kiss and a smile before crawling into bed next to her, like when I was a little girl. "Mom there's something I need to tell you," she turned toward me, a little more alert now. "You have to let me finish before saying anything okay?" She nodded and I went on to tell her, some details omitting the obvious vampire one and the sneaking around and kissing.

"He really likes me and I really like him but we won't do anything, he respects my boundaries and he's kind of...old-fashioned? We're taking it very slowly and who knows maybe he'll convert to Islam for me." I knew my parents wouldn't accept anyone that was nonmuslim so I added the last part in as a joke and she smiled a little, and it was better than outright refusal.

"Okay as long as you're careful, but I don't know Amelia he's still a teenage boy how respectful can he really be?" Touché. I just scoffed instead and snuggled up to her in response. After we got out of bed and had breakfast I told her that Edward was feeling unwell and I wanted to visit him and thank Carlisle again, and my mother agreed with the condition she cook something for them to bring to their place. If I wanted to lie again I would've told her they were gluten-free and vegan to make her avoid cooking something for them which would clearly go uneaten but I didn't have the heart.

So instead we showed up with an apple pie and flowers for their home, my mother was gaping at the place and I pretended to be stunned. Her and Carlisle exchanged pleasantries but my body ached to run to Edward. I peeked over his shoulder to see Jasper and Alice watching me. We were led inside and Alice ran up to me and gave me an almost too tight hug. "I'm so glad you're okay I will never forgive myself for-"

"It's okay Alice there's no way you could've known," even as gifted as she was I was a brick wall she couldn't see past. She apologized to my mother who also dismissed her apologies. And then Emmett was ruffling my hair and even Jasper stepped forward and gave me a small smile, "glad you're okay." Rosalie was standing back as always just watching. Esme appeared then and hugged me just as tightly almost tearing up at the sight of me and then greeting my mother, and as if she was the mindreader she whisked my mother away and Alice tugged my hand towards where Edward was.

"Rose and Jasper you go prepare something for Amelia's mother," Carlisle was making sure they were away from me. He followed me and Alice and opened the door to a room of books and a large mahogany desk, his study and then to the side a large couch which had one Edward Cullen lying down on it. I let go of Alice's hand and my feet instinctually moved towards him, not caring in the slightest that he could reopen my bite wound and drain me where I stood.