I'm sorry this took so long but i have soooo much homework. the tiếp theo one might not be out till tiếp theo week because thats when my holidays start. i will keep going though even if its not updated for a while (my internet connection is a little bit dodgy).



Demetri left us in the reception area with Gianna, who was sitting behind her highly polished desk. She really was very good at her job. She still retained her detached look even with her curiosity as strong as it was.
Demetri was anxious to get back to the feast. “Do not leave until dark.”
I nodded, and Demetri quickly hurried away.
I focused on Bella who was shaking, and getting worse.
“Are bạn alright?” I whispered, too low for Gianna to hear. She was incredibly curious. Stress leaked through into my voice, and Bella shook harder.
“You’d better make her sit before she falls.” Alice muttered. “She’s going to pieces.”
Bella’s teeth started chattering and strangled sobs were ripping up her throat.
“Shh, Bella, shh” I said, pulling her ever so gently over to the đi văng as far away from Gianna as possible.
“I think she’s having hysterics. Maybe bạn should slap her.” Alice suggested.
I threw a frantic glance at her. Was she serious?
“It’s all right, you’re safe, it’s all right.” I desperately chanted again and again, anxiously trying to calm her.
I pulled her onto my lap, taking pleasure in the feeling of her sitting on me, and wrapped the thick woollen áo choàng around her, protecting her from my cold skin.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and violent sobs still wracked her frail body.
“All those people.” She sobbed.
“I know.” I whispered, pain twisting my features. She still felt bad for those people, even when we were still in danger ourselves. She had such a good heart.
“It’s so horrible.” She replied, obviously trying to stop the tears, but not succeeding.
“Yes it is.” I agreed. “I wish bạn hadn’t had to see that.”
She took a couple deep breaths, trying to calm herself.
I tried to ignore Gianna but she had come over.
“Is there anything I can get you?” she still managed to look detached, even though the furious look I gave her sent her tim, trái tim thundering furiously along at double time.
“No.” I answered coldly. I wanted to snarl at her but I didn’t want to scare Bella more.
She nodded, sensing my anger, before giving Bella a warm smile and walking away.
“Does she know what’s going on here?” Bella demanded. She was getting control of her breathing. I could hear it evening out.
“Yes. She knows everything.” I said, anything to distract her.
“Does she know they’re going to kill her someday?” Bella whispered. Of course she would ask the câu hỏi I didn’t want to answer. I didn’t want to upset her again, she had only just stopped crying.
I answered truthfully. “She knows it’s a possibility.”
Surprise flickered across her face, so I explained, carefully watching her reaction.
“She’s hoping they’ll decide to keep her.” As soon as I đã đưa ý kiến the words, the little colour in Bella’s cheeks left her face.
“She wants to be one of them?” she whispered.
I nodded, one quick hard jerk, checking her reaction.
A shudder went through Bella’s entire body before she answered. “How can she want that? How can she watch those people file through to that hideous room and want to be a part of that?”
The implications of her words hit me. She didn’t want to be a part of that.
I was a part of that.
My features twisted and I saw Bella looking up at me, studying my face. I tried to get my poker face back, but before I even tried, Bella let out a huge sob and started crying.
“Oh, Edward.” She đã đưa ý kiến loudly, tears streaming down her face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, anxious, rubbing her back in soothing circles.
She didn’t answer, instead she threw her arms around my neck and hugged herself closer to me. It felt so good to have her in my arms after so long. Too long.
“Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?” she asked me, her gorgeous voice breaking twice.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her, noticing how right it felt.
“I know exactly what bạn mean,” I whispered. “But we have lots of reasons to be happy. For one, we’re alive.”
“Yes,” she agreed. “That’s a good one.”
“And together.” I breathed, enjoying scent that was coming off her in waves.
She nodded, but there was a small tightening of her eyes.
“And, with any luck, we’ll still be alive tomorrow.”
“Hopefully.” She replied, slightly uneasy.
Alice chose that một giây to come in. “The outlook is quite good,” she đã đưa ý kiến reassuring Bella while hiển thị me a vision of the family moving back to Forks. Esme would be thrilled. “I’ll see Jasper in less than twenty-four hours.” She showed me their reunion at the airport.
I turned back to Bella to find her staring at me. I looked back, rememorising her perfect face. The shape of her lips, her soft, delicate cheeks, her glorious mahogany hair, her perfect nose, and finally, her melting Sô cô la eyes, so deep I could get Mất tích in them. I noticed the deep purple circles under her eyes.
“You look so tired.” I whispered, tracing the circles with my fingertip.
“And bạn look thirsty.” She whispered back, still staring at my face.
I shrugged. “It’s nothing.” Thirst was very low on my priority danh sách right now.
“Are bạn sure? I could go sit with Alice.” She offered. I almost smiled. That was my Bella, always thinking of everyone else before herself. I could see in her face that she didn’t want to di chuyển one inch.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve never been in better control of that side of my nature than right now.” And it was true. I wouldn’t have được trao my thirst a một giây thought is she hadn’t brought it up.
Bella seemed content to just sit in my arms, although there were a thousand các câu hỏi in her eyes, so I discussed how we were getting home. I was surprised when a yellow Porsche filtered through Alice’s head when we were discussing our ride to the airport.
Even though I was talking to Alice, my eyes never left Bella’s face. I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes off her.
At one point Alice asked, “What was all that talk about singers?”
“La tua cantante,” I supplied.
“Yes, that.”
I shrugged. “They have a name for someone who smells the way Bella does to me. They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.” But right now, even with her sitting on me, even smelling her incredible scent, I was able to completely ignore my thirst. There was no excess venom in my mouth and muscles were completely relaxed.
Alice laughed at my explanation.
I was relieved that Bella seemed to have calmed down. Her tears had dried and her breathing was even. Now and then while I was talking with Alice, I would lean down and Kiss her, my lips brushing her hair, her forehead, the end of her nose. Every time I did, her tim, trái tim would speed up before settling back into its normal rhythm. But even though I wanted to, I never kissed her lips. When I kissed her she was so careful, like she had to be careful what she did. Like she was holding herself back. Had she moved on? Had I hurt her so much that she couldn’t tình yêu me anymore? But it looked like she did. I thought there was tình yêu in her eyes, but it had been so long, I didn’t know if I could read her anymore.


its not as long as usual but as i đã đưa ý kiến my homework load is getting a bit much. stay tuned...