part 22!! its a bit short, sorry, but i didn't have alot of time. enjoy! part 21
She frowned at me before turning abruptly around and heading towards the window.
She wouldn’t. But then Alice’s thoughts from Italy played in my head. How she was into extreme sports these day.
“Okay,” I sighed. “I’ll give bạn a ride.”
She shrugged, very blasé. “Either way. But bạn probably should be there, too.”
“And why is that?”
“Because you’re extraordinarily opinionated, and I’m sure you’ll want a chance to air your views.”
Now I was feeling apprehensive.
“My các lượt xem on which subject?” I asked through my teeth.
“This isn’t just about bạn anymore. You’re not the centre of the universe, bạn know.”
No, I wasn’t. She was.
“If you’re going to bring the Volturi down on us over something as stupid as leaving me human, then your family ought to have a say.”
“A say in what?” I asked, each word separate and distinct. She had avoided my câu hỏi how many times now?
She looked up at me, her eyes as clear as her intentions.
“My mortality. I'm putting it to a vote.” part 22
As soon as I realised what she was doing, I was not impressed. I tried not to make it too obvious, but my face was a dead giveaway. Was this so important that it couldn’t wait till morning? At least then she would have to get through Charlie. I knew I wasn’t going to win any arguments though, so without further argument I picked her up in my arms jumping out the window and landing on the cỏ some 12 feet below.
“All right then, up bạn go.” Bella looked at me warily and I tried to reign in my disapproval.
I helped her onto my back, her warmth easily penetrating my clothes, before I started running. For the first time in seven months, running was exhilarating again, but I knew that might only be because Bella was clinging to my back, her warm cheek against my neck. I worried slightly that she might be unwell, her trước đó reaction to my running, but her breathing held steady, as did her heartbeat.
The night air was blowing her hair, strands of it wrapping lightly around my neck. Her breath was leaving tingling trails where it touched my bare skin. I felt her di chuyển slightly before her warm, soft lips pressed against me. It felt incredible, and I realised that was the first time she had kissed me herself.
“Thank you.” I đã đưa ý kiến to her, listening thêm to her heartbeat than anything else. “Does that mean you’ve decided you’re awake?” I hoped it did, but she started laughing. It was such a beautiful sound, so stunning.
“Not really.” She answered and I could hear the smile in her voice. “More that, either way, I’m not trying to wake up. Not tonight.” Either way?
It was so frustrating! Why was it so hard to believe I loved her?
“I’ll earn your trust back somehow, if it’s my final act.” I muttered, mostly to myself.
“I trust you,
” she hurried to assure me. “It’s me I don’t trust.”
“Explain that, please.” I said, slowing to a walk. We weren’t far from the house; I could hear the thoughts of everyone inside.
“Well—” she stopped, struggling to find the right words. “I don’t trust myself to be... enough. To deserve you. There’s nothing about me that could hold
I stopped. She didn’t think she could hold me. She thought she
didn’t deserve me
I reached around to pull her from my back. I didn’t have to try and be gentle, my hands automatically adjusted for her. I set her on her feet before wrapping my arms tightly around her, hugging her close to me.
“Your hold is permanent and unbreakable.” I whispered into her ear. “Never doubt that.”
I stopped for a một giây before continuing. “You never did tell me...” I murmured, leaving the sentence hanging.
“What?” she asked, curiosity immediately sparked in her deep Sô cô la eyes.
“What your greatest problem is.” It just hit me that I had just assumed who her greatest problem was, but it made no sense.
“I’ll give bạn one guess.” She sighed before reaching up to touch the tip of my nose with her soft, warm index finger.
I nodded, understanding. “I’m worse than the Volturi,” I đã đưa ý kiến grimly. “I guess I’ve earned that.”
She rolled her eyes. “The worst the Volturi can do is kill me.”
She stopped and I was forced to wait tensely for her tiếp theo words.
“”You can leave me,” she explained. “The Volturi, Victoria... They’re nothing compared to that.”
And I could see in her face, her Sô cô la brown eyes, that it was true. It was all written on her face, the pain, the sadness, how much I had hurt her. Pain ripped through me with such force that I was unable to keep a composed face, and to my horror, pain spread from Bella’s eyes to cover her features.
“Don’t.” She whispered. “Don’t be sad.”
Sad didn’t even begin to cover it, but I needed to hide this from Bella, of risk hurting her more.
I attempted a smile, but even my best efforts failed.
“If there was only some way to make bạn see that I can’t
leave you.” I whispered. “Time, I suppose, will be the way to convince you.”
The corner of her mouth pulled up slightly. The idea must have pleased her. “Okay.” She đã đưa ý kiến agreeably.
I was glad to see her happier again but the pain was still flowing through me at full force.
A questioning look came into her eyes before she asked “So—since you’re staying. Can I have my stuff back?” she spoke in a falsely light tone.
Her attempt at a distraction was so transparent that I laughed, but the pain was still there.
“Your things were never gone,” I explained. “I knew it was wrong, since I promised bạn peace without reminders. It was stupid and childish, but I wanted to leave something of myself with you. The CD, the pictures, the tickets—they’re all under your floorboards.”
” surprise and happiness filled her face, a smile lighting her eyes.
I nodded, slightly cheered that she was so happy from finding out this trivial fact.
“I think,” she began slowly. “I’m not sure, but I wonder... I think maybe I knew it the whole time.”
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