Chapter 9

Edward kissed the top of my head again as he held me closer to his body. I felt so warm and safe in his arms.

"Um...sorry," I heard a female voice say from behind. I pulled away from Edward and turned around to see Esme and Becca standing in the doorway both grinning. I looked down embarrassed.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to interrupt, we're just gonna go and get something to eat do you guys want anything while were out?" Esme asked still with a huge grin on her face, which surprised me. Most parents would freak out if they walked into there sons room and saw them hugging another gender. I laughed at the thought and Edward started chuckling. He must have been thinking the same thing as me.

"No mom we'll be fine. you guys have a good time," Edward told them still chuckling lightly. I smiled as he chuckled then Becca started giggling. I looked at her and she was smiling at me and giggling. I shook my head and looked down still smiling. This was getting weird now.

"Okay, let's go mom," Becca said as she grabbed Esme by the shoulders and leaded her out the bedroom then closed the door behind her. I looked over at Edward and giggled lightly. He just chuckled softly and walked back over to me. He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek then walked into the bathroom. Why did he kiss me on the cheek? So far he has only kissed me on the forehead, why now? Like I always do, I just ignored it and went back over the his bed and sat down waiting for Edward to come out of the bathroom. The door wasn't closed so he must not be doing something he wouldn't want me to see. He suddenly came out with a wash cloth.

I looked at him puzzled, "What's the wash cloth for?" I asked him.

He sat down on the bed then folded the wash cloth up then started moving the wash cloth toured my face. I moved away quickly then got off the bed and stood next to his bedroom window, terrified of what he might do, "What the hell are you doing. I thought you cared, now your trying to drug me with something you put on that wash cloth?" I said quickly as my voice broke from fear.

He looked at me stunned, "I wasn't gonna hurt you, Bella. I would never hurt you," He said softly. I believed him, I did. But I was still scared. I mean how can I trust anyone after what Emmett did. I never ones thought Emmett was that kind of guy. I knew he was a jerk but not that kind of jerk. Hopefully someday he will become a good person. Because deep down I know he is a good guy. I just wish he would show it. I kept my eyes on Edward for a minute. His expression changed from being stunned to being pained in less than a second. Why would he be in pain?

"Bella, it's just water on the wash cloth. I was just gonna wipe your face off 'cause you were crying, I would never hurt you. You have to believe that," He pleaded with soft eyes. I didn't know what to say. My brain was thinking about too much at the same time. I couldn't focus on one thought at a time. Edward stepped closer to me and I didn't move away I just stood there. I couldn't bring myself to move away because in reality I wanted him close to me. I still don't understand why I feel this way but I do and I have to just deal with it somehow. Edward stood in front of me making him be only an inch away from my face.

I looked down for a second then back up at his face.

"I would never hurt you, Bella. You just have to trust me." Edward told me softly.

After those words left his mouth he started to wipe my cheeks off with the wet wash cloth, "I do trust you," I admitted to him in a soft whisper. He smiled at at me as he continued to wipe my cheeks off.

When he was done he went back into the bathroom and then came back out, "So you hungry?" He asked me with a smile on his lips. I didn't realize it until he said something but I was hungry. I nodded and smiled. He grabbed my hand and started walking out of his room and down the stairs. We turned a corner away from the stairs and then we were in the kitchen. It was a normal looking kitchen. Refrigerator, dinning room table, wood kitchen counters, except for the beautiful backyard you could see through the sliding door. My backyard looks nothing like that. It was covered with pink, yellow, and blue flowers; It looked like a meadow.

"So what you want to eat?" He asked as I sat down down on the chair by the kitchen counter.

I looked over as he was looking in the refrigerator. "You know how to cook?" I asked kinda confused.

He looked at me with a crooked smile then chuckled, "Yeah, is that a bad thing?" He asked. I shook my head and smiled, "No, not at all. It's just my dad is a horrible cook. I am usually the one that makes dinner. So I guess I thought all guys couldn't cook," I confessed.

"Well, Becca can't cook and my mom is at work all day so it's either I cook or Becca would starve," He told me with a small smile and a shrug. I nodded in understanding then he turned on the stove and I got a vision of me giving my mom her dinner then running upstairs to call Alice, without realizing I left the stove on.

"Bella?" Edward said in a whisper.

I looked back at him and smiled trying to act like nothing was wrong,"Yeah," I asked softly. Edward turned the stove off and walked over to me. I looked at him and didn't know what he was gonna do. He put his hands out and I grabbed them and stood up out of the chair, "What?" I asked.

"Did something happen to you, Bella?"

"Why would you think that?" I asked in a confused tone when I was really worried he figured it out. What if he has figured it out just by the way I have been acting?

He smiled sadly and caressed my cheek lightly, "Because you were crying, and you don't seem that happy to me."

"It's nothing, really. I'm fine." I lied and resented doing it but it's the only way right now.

Edward shook his head and sighed, "No, your not, Bella. I would if you were okay and you not, so just tell me what's wrong?" He pleaded with hopeful, pained eyes.

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes and I stepped away from him, "Please, stop...trying to figure me out." I told him in a watery voice as I ran my fingers threw my hair quickly. I felt the tears coming down my cheeks now. I can't deal with him finding out and treating me different. He is the only person since it happened that has treated me like a normal person; Not like some girl who lost her mother.

"Bella," Edward said but I ignored him.

I turned around and looked out his sliding door windows and saw that it was raining now. I gently grabbed by the waist and turned around suddenly, "Bella, please talk to me. Let me help you," Edward pleaded still with his arm around my waist, which just made me feel more upset.

"You can't help it, nobody can help it," I screamed in pain and anger. I started sobbing as i dropped to the ground. My legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds.

"Bella," Edward yelled before he knelled down still with his arms around me. He sat next to me then he slowly rocked me back and forth in his arms.

I sniffled before looking up at him, "My mom died in a fire four months ago. There...now you know," I confessed quickly in a soft whisper as I was still crying. Edward's eyes went wide like I knew they would, "And I'm mad because it was my fault, Edward."

He stared at me for a minute, "Bella, it wasn't your fault that happened."

"Yes it was. I left the stove on after I cooked her dinner, it started a fire, and it was my fault. See you can't help me through this because no one can. I am a horrible person, I'm worse then the devil," I stated in an angry tone as the tears stopped and were replaced with anger. Edward pulled me away gently and stared into my eyes. I was confused by his reaction. He put his hands on either side of my face and started leaning in. He brushed his lightly against mine before pulling away and staring into my eyes. I stared at him stunned. I can't believe he just did that.

"Your not the devil, your an angel. Every time I look at you...your wearing a halo," He told me with a smile. I giggled lightly as I was marveled by his words. How did he do that; Change my mood from completely angry to completely happy. He leaned in again and this time I did too. He kissed me gently and tenderly on the lips as I kissed him back. I can't believe I am kissing Edward. Why am I kissing him. It felt right kissing him, like I am supposed to kiss him and nobody else. Maybe what Becca said was right. Maybe I do have feeling for Edward? Wait, no I can't. What if I lose him like my mother. But what if Alice was right, that I can't keep pushing people away. And it's not what my mother would want. She would want me to be happy not in pain and pushing every guy in the world away because I am scared. What am i gonna do? I think I am having feelings for Edward. But what if he doesn't have feelings for me?

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