You Want It

Bella’s P.O.V-

The light rudely pried open my eyes.
Other then the light, the only other thing that I noticed was the ache in every muscle of my body.
I wasn’t even going to attempt and move just yet, but my curiosity got the best of me.
I slowly lifted my arm and grab a corner of the blanket I was still covered up with.

My body was black and blue.
A dry layer of brown covered individual parts of my body.
My thighs,
my stomach,
my chest.
I shuddered.
I was a mess.

What day was it?
Monday? I think.
Oh no…it was Monday.

Suddenly. Something broke.
At least it sounded like something breaking.
Something shattering.
I sat up a little too quickly and whimpered.

And then someone was screaming.
There was more then one voice.
I got out of bed slowly this time, still rushing at the same time.
I scanned the room for anything I could find to wear.
I ended up finding a pair of flannel pajama pants
and what looked like one of Jaspers button down dress shirts.
I threw both on and quickly proceeded to the door.

As soon as I opened it,
“How dare you!?!?!? I’m going to fucking kill you. Your dead.”
A harsh laugh defied the angry voice. “I’m already dead..”
I moved out of the room and through the hallway.
The sound of shattering glass had me moving a little more quickly down the stairs.

What I saw as I peaked around the edge of the wall,
took my breath away.
Jasper was pressed up against the wall on the front porch.
His feet were dangling and his head was thrown back as his head guffawed with laughter.
Edwards hand was around his neck. I could see the vessels in his arm protruding violently.
“I can smell her all over you, you sick fucking bastard. STOP FUCKING SMILING. I’M
GOING TO BREAK EVERY SINGLE LAST ONE OF THOSE TEETH OUT OF YOUR SKULL.”

My heart skipped and then pounded desperately on my chest.
DO SOMETHING BELLA. DO SOMETHING. THIS ISENT RIGHT.
They’re brothers and they’re fighting because of you!!!!
My head was screaming at me.
My heart was quietly pleading with me to defy it.

“Bella, stay there. I mean it.”
Edward turned to look at me and I swallowed hard.
His eyes were stern.
He showed no emotion in them to me.
But as soon as he turned to look at Jasper again
they lit up with the fury he had masked for those few seconds.

“Listen to him.”
The cool air in my ear made me jump before equally as cool hands fell onto my shoulders.
“B-b-but Carlisle he’s going to kill him!!!”
Jasper looked at me this time.
“No he’s not Bella. He’s just to prideful and stubborn to see that what we did for him was a good thing.”
I could see Edward flex his hand and then he growled.
It was a low and deadly sound.
“Edward… p-please no. Don’t. Talk to me. Take me away from this house, lets get out.”

The next few seconds, while I waited for him to respond, felt like a lifetime.
And then he let Jasper go and my heart calmed down.
Just for a second.
Before he turned and began to walk over to me.
My hand stupidly flew up to my chest and held desperately onto the thin cotton material.
Before I realized what was going on Edward was picking me up in his arms
and making a u-turn out the front door.

He gently placed me on the passengers seat of his volvo and shut the door.
I was shaking all of a sudden and I couldn’t stop the fear that had taken over.
I had no idea what he would say. I had no idea what he would do…
Those thoughts had my stomach a mess.
It was turning.
Acid made its way up my throat and I painfully swallowed it down.

He got in, immediately starting the car and driving away from the house.
A few minutes into driving he turned to look at me.
I pressed my body as hard as I could into the door and looked out the window.
“Bella, you’ve got to calm down. Your heart beat is echoing in my ears.”
My voice was nothing but a squeaking noise.
“I cant…I mean, I’m trying.”
Surprisingly he chuckled.
“It’s just me. Are you that terrified?”
I nodded.

“You know what I did… I deserve to die for it.”
He growled and I closed my eyes tightly.
“Don’t you ever say something like that again.”
It got quiet for a minute or two and then I couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Where are we going?”

“To our meadow my love.”
His mood was everywhere.
I couldn’t tell what his next move would be.
If he’d smile, or frown.
Something was going on, but I couldn’t tell if it was going to be good or bad.
All that I did know for sure though was,
that he had something planned.