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Bella watched over Edward
as Jasper stitched up his wounds. “Bella, he’s going to need surgery for his
arm,” Jasper murmured. “I think his bicep is completely torn from Embry’s
blade.”
“I’ll take care of it,”
Bella hissed, glaring at Jasper.
“My brother, Peter, is a
doc,” Jasper said. “He’s the one who showed me how to suture.”
“And you’re just telling
me this now?” Bella sneered, shooting up angrily. “I wouldn’t have had to
involve Edward!” She sat back down angrily, and brushed Edward’s hair back,
frowning deeply. He was terrified of her. He’d seen her kill, morph into the
woman she called ‘Scar’, her violent alter ego, stemmed from the horrible
attack five years ago. Granted, the man she’d killed was the one who sliced up
her face and injured Edward at Virginia Mason. Embry’s death was justified. But,
Edward was still terrified of what Bella did.
“Bella, my brother is a
war hero, a captain in the army. He can help out in a pinch, like with this
injury, but he’s not cut out for our life,” Jasper said, wrapping Edward’s neck
with gauze. “I’ll call him. I believe he’s got some leave coming up.” Bella
nodded. “He’ll be out for a few more hours. I’m going to call Rosalie to
arrange for some ‘time off’ for Doc Cullen.”
“Make it as legit as
possible, Jasper,” Bella whispered. He nodded and left the bedroom where Edward
was resting. His arm was wrapped, but still bleeding. She picked up his other
hand, threading fingers with his and stared at his face. Even in rest, he was in
agony, but still so handsome. Getting up and shaking her head, she walked to
the window and overlooked the backyard. It was nearly dawn, with rain coming
down gently in the lavender light.
“You should probably
change, Bella,” said Charlie. She turned, seeing her father. He was gripping a cane,
his face drawn and covered in sweat.
“You should probably be in
bed, Dad,” Bella countered, arching a brow. She helped him to a chair and he
sat down heavily. “Do you need a pain killer?”
“Nah. I’m fine. I just
moved too far, too fast, but I wanted check on Doc Cullen,” Charlie replied
jutting his chin at the injured man in the bed. “He took excellent care of me.
I hope you’re doing the same for him.”
“He needs surgery for his
arm,” Bella muttered. “Something about his bicep. Jasper is going to bring in
his brother, who’s a military man.”
“He’ll need surgery sooner
rather than later if he wants to have full use of his arm,” Charlie said,
staring at his daughter. “Bells, I see how you look at him. You care about
him.”
“Well, you see how much my
care helped him,” Bella jeered, her hands clenched into tight, angry fists. “He
was attacked at his job by the same monster who slaughtered my face.”
“He’s one less monster to
worry about. I’m assuming you ended him,” Charlie asked and Bella nodded with a
curt, angry nod. “And that’s why you’re covered in blood.”
“Not all of it was
Embry’s,” Bella snapped. “Some of it was …” Her voice caught, and she blinked
back at Edward. “We need to help Edward get his life back. He shouldn’t be
involved with us. I fucked up, Dad. I shouldn’t have called him. I had a moment
of weakness. I let my emotions … my love for you … I put his life at risk.”
“If you think that love is
a weakness, you’re wrong, little one,” Charlie growled, using her childhood
nickname, causing her to bristle angrily. “Love is a source of strength.”
“I disagree,” Bella argued. She looked at Edward and shook her head. “I’ll see to his injuries and arrange for a handsome payment, insuring that he has a comfortable life. Then, I’m walking away from his life.”
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