I watched Edward's pained expression.
"I just came kwa to drop off your stuff, I'll leave. But I want to talk to wewe first."
Edward backed out of the door and onto the porch. I was so angry I could explode. She was going to hurt him more. I couldn't let that happen. The Pain-in-the-Butt followed him out and he shut the door. I just wanted to beat the crap out of her. How could she come back? And why wouldn't she keep the stuff. I guess she didn't want reminders.
I peeked inside. I wanted to know what it was. There was a CD in a jeweled case, a crystal moyo pendant, a stereo, and lots of notes,and a black, velvet box, that had a diamond ingagement ring in it. I guess he had proposed to her.
That totally destroyed the original anger I felt toward him about what happened in my dream. How could she not want him. au maybe she had alisema yes, gotten his hopes up so high, then squashed them with her size 9 Nikes. I put everything back in the box.
I started chewing on some peanuts, waiting for their conversation to finish. I went over towards the door, to see if I could figure out what they were talking about.
"But, Edward,...I... I upendo you."
"But, I don't upendo you, not anymore."
I smiled, she was getting what she deserved.
"Go."
"Go, go and never return. GO!"
I quickly went back to the kitanda and waited for him to come back in.
I watched him, trying to figure out how he was doing.
"Are wewe okay,"I asked the obvious question.
"Honestly, I don't think I am. She was my first love, I really want her but, I've found somethin better. I also need to talk to you."
Oh no. Was he going to make me leave too? Did that something better mean it wasn't me?
"About what?"
"About the mind kusoma thing,"he alisema quietly.
"Mind kusoma thing,"like in my dream? Then something clicked in place,"Oh, wewe mean that wasn't a dream? That really happened?"
"Yes, that really happened. I understand it wewe don't want me anymore, if you're angry I can leave, but I need to know if wewe can forgive me, I don't like having wewe mad at me. I want to tell wewe how much wewe really mean to me, but I don't want wewe to leave, I don't want wewe to hate me...."
I had to make him stop. I cut him off.
"Stop, stop it. I forgive you, it wasn't even wewe I was mad at, I was angry at myself. I was only a little bit mad at you. Those thoughts, they are something I've never told anyone, I really didn't want anyone to know that I'm a killer. It was my fault. I was angry and I just couldn't stop myself, I mean, sure I didn't touch the blade, but I know it was all my fault...."
I choked, there was something in my throat, keeping me from saying anymore.
"It's not your fault. I know wewe think it was but it was your power. I mean, sure wewe won't really have it until you're a vampire, if wewe become a vampire, but still, I'm the only true murderer here. I killed people, I did it on purpose, but you, wewe didn't even know what was going on. I purposefully chased bad guys down an alley, I made sure they were evil, but I realize now how wrong it was for me to take a human life. wewe on the other hand, wewe didn't do anything on purpose, people do stupid things when they're angry."
I looked at the floor feeling tears running down my cheeks. He wrapped his strong, cold, hard arms around me, and I pulled myself closer. I couldn't stop crying, I didn't want to stop. He pulled me onto the kitanda and I laid down with my head on his lap, crying until I fell asleep.
I dreamt about what happened earlier. I wanted him to know everything, I wanted him to know that I loved him and I wanted to know that he loved me. I wanted him to understand me. I dreamt that I became his vampire bride. We would get married and then he would turn me, however that would happen, on our honeymoon.
Then I heard voices. It sounded like Edward was talking to someone.
I slowly opened my eyes and stretched. Then I realized where I was and I sat up.
"Good evening Liz, how was your nap?"
"Great, that felt good, to get everything off my chest."
"So, do wewe still want me?"
I remembered the mind kusoma thing. So I thought really loud. Of course I want you, I think I'm in upendo with you, and I never want wewe to leave me.
I smiled, and he smiled back.
"What do wewe want for dinner?"
Dinner? Wow, I slept most of the day.
"I think I want spaghetti."
"Great, I'll make wewe some."
I was about to object, when I heard,"No, Edward, I want to make it. It's the least I could do, since wewe make Edward happy,"Esme said.
"Thanks,"I told her, truly happy for the first time in years.
I watched the front door open, wondering who it could be.
"Wow, she has better fashion sense than Bella, at least. wewe are so coming shopping with me. We can go to Seattle and Olympia and ...."
"Alice, stop talking,"Edward cut in,"Let Liz be, she had a long day.
"I wasn't talking to wewe Edward,"she retorted sticking her tongue out.
He rolled his eyes.
"We can go tomorrow."
I thought about it. I would need some zaidi cute clothes, especially for Edward to see.
"Okay, I upendo to shop, maybe I can get wewe a present,"I alisema turning to Edward,"Since I upendo wewe and my feelings are returned. Besides, it's our 1 week anniversary tomorrow."
"I'll have one for wewe too."
"Spaghettis ready, Liz."
"Okay,"I called.
I jumped up and headed for the dining room and sat where the chakula was waiting.
"This is delicious,"I alisema after the first bite.
"I'm glad wewe like it,"Esme responded.
I ate my spaghetti, tambi and then waited for Edward to come and get me.