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Bandaid Brigade
I was almost done with my investigation when I noticed the cut on her upper thigh. I reached up to touch it, but hesitated. Bella was looking at me now.
"Can I pleaseget up now? Nothing hurts, I hit my head, but that's all I'm worried about." I gave her my hand and pulled her up. I handed her my jacket and took her bloody and torn one with me. I helped her into her side of the car and walked around to my side quickly.
I threw her Jacket into the back seat and called Carlisle. He was on speed dial so I could do it and drive at the same time.
"I found her." I said as soon as he answered. He called me half way through there dinner together, wondering if I had caught up with her. My excuse to follow her was that she had left her cell phone behind. I'd give it back to her after.
"Thank god. Esme and Jasper were on the verge of reporting a missing person. She doesn't have the best of luck, I hear." I smiled; god was I finding that out.
"She got lost on the way. Don't worry, she says she's pretty hungry though, do you mind if I take her somewhere? I'll meet you at the Hale's, ok?" I heard him asking Esme if that was alright. She said that was fine if it was alright with Bella.
"Be careful with her, Edward." I knew he was saying more than that. He didn't want me to treat Bella the way I'd treated girls in the past.
"I'm sorry about before, Carlisle." I hung up before he could reply he had already told me yes. I saw Bella rub her hands together, trying to warm herself up. I turned the heat on.
"Why didn't you run Bella? Or scream?" I shook my head. "Did you not see how dark it was getting? Why didn't you turn back? I can't believe you stayed and fought them!" My voice was getting louder and angrier as I kept going. "I couldn't find you!"
"Edward… I'm sorry." She said softly, but I wasn't mad at her. I was mad at myself. If I hadn't rejected my 'gift' and used it more often, I could have found her before them. She wouldn't be bleeding now, if I had followed her instead of guessed her next move.


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