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same as the last; cold and statuelike。 But that wasn't the most troubling part of this photograph。 The 
contrast between the two of us was painful。 He looked like a god。 I looked very average; even for a 
human; almost shamefully plain。 I flipped the picture over with a feeling of disgust。 

Instead of doing my homework; I stayed up to put my pictures into the album。 With a ballpoint pen I 
scrawled captions under all the pictures; the names and the dates。 I got to the picture of Edward and me; 
and; without looking at it too long; I folded it in half and stuck it under the metal tab; Edwardside up。 

When I was done; I stuffed the second set of prints in a fresh envelope and penned a long thankyou 
letter to Renee。 

Edward still hadn't e over。 I didn't want to admit that he was the reason I'd stayed up so late; but of 
course he was。 I tried to remember the last time he'd stayed away like this; without an excuse; a phone 
call… He never had。 

Again; I didn't sleep well。 

School followed the silent; frustrating; terrifying pattern of the last two days。 I felt relief when I saw 
Edward waiting for me in the parking lot; but it faded quickly。 He was no different; unless maybe more 
remote。 

It was hard to even remember the reason for all this mess。 My birthday already felt like the distant past。 If 
only Alice would e back。 Soon。 Before this got any more out of hand。 

But I couldn't count on that。 I decided that; if I couldn't talk to him today; really talk; then I was going to 
see Carlisle tomorrow。 I had to do something。 

After school; Edward and I were going to talk it out; I promised myself。 I wasn't accepting any excuses。 

He walked me to my truck; and I steeled myself to make my demands。 

〃Do you mind if I e over today?〃 he asked before we got to the truck; beating me to the punch。 

〃Of course not。〃 

〃Now?〃 he asked again; opening my door for me。 

〃Sure;〃 I kept my voice even; though I didn't like the urgency in his tone。 〃I was just going to drop a letter 
for Renee in the mailbox on the way。 I'll meet you there。〃 

He looked at the fat envelope on the passenger seat。 Suddenly; he reached over me and snagged it。 

〃I'll do it;〃 he said quietly。 〃And I'll still beat you there。〃 He smiled my favorite crooked smile; but it was 
wrong。 It didn't reach his eyes。 

〃Okay;〃 I agreed; unable to smile back。 He shut the door; and headed toward his car。 

He did beat me home。 He was parked in Charlie's spot when I pulled up in front of the house。 That was 
a bad sign。 He didn't plan to stay; then。 I shook my head and took a deep breath; trying to locate some 
courage。 

He got out of his car when I stepped out of the truck; and came to meet me。 He reached to take my 
book bag from me。 That was normal。 But he shoved it back onto the seat。 That was not normal。 

〃e for a walk with me;〃 he suggested in an unemotional voice; taking my hand。 

I didn't answer。 I couldn't think of a way to protest; but I instantly knew that I wanted to。 I didn't like 
this。 This is bad; this is very bad; the voice in my head repeated again and again。 

But he didn't wait for an answer。 He pulled me along toward the east side of the yard; where the forest 
encroached。 I followed unwillingly; trying to think through the panic。 It was what I wanted; I reminded 
myself。 The chance to talk it all through。 So why was the panic choking me? 

We'd gone only a few steps into the trees when he stopped。 We were barely on the trail—I could still 
see the house。 

Some walk。 

Edward leaned against a tree and stared at me; his expression unreadable。 

〃Okay; let's talk;〃 I said。 It sounded braver than it felt。 

He took a deep breath。 

〃Bella; we're leaving。〃 

I took a deep breath; too。 This was an acceptable option。 I thought I was prepared。 But I still had to ask。 

〃Why now? Another year—〃 

〃Bella; it's time。 How much longer could we stay in Forks; after all? Carlisle can barely pass for thirty; 
and he's claiming thirtythree now。 We'd have to start over soon regardless。〃 

His answer confused me。 I thought the point of leaving was to let his family live in peace。 Why did we 
have to leave if they were going? I stared at him; trying to understand what he meant。 

He stared back coldly。 

With a roll of nausea; I realized I'd misunderstood。 

〃When you say we—;〃 I whispered。 

〃I mean my family and myself。〃 Each word separate and distinct。 

I shook my head back and forth mechanically; trying to clear it。 He waited without any sign of 
impatience。 It took a few minutes before I could speak。 

〃Okay;〃 I said。 〃I'll e with you。〃 

〃You can't; Bella。 Where we're going… It's not the right place for you。〃 

〃Where you are is the right place for me。〃 

〃I'm no good for you; Bella。〃 

〃Don't be ridiculous。〃 I wanted to sound angry; but it just sounded like I was begging。 〃You're the very 
best part of my life。〃 

〃My world is not for you;〃 he said grimly。 

〃What happened with Jasper—that was nothing; Edward! Nothing!〃 

〃You're right;〃 he agreed。 〃It was exactly what was to be expected。〃 

〃You promised! In Phoenix; you promised that you would stay—〃 

〃As long as that was best for you;〃 he interrupted to correct me。 

〃No! This is about my soul; isn't it?〃 I shouted; furious; the words exploding out of me—somehow it still 
sounded like a plea。 〃Carlisle told me about that; and I don't care; Edward。 I don't care! You can have 
my soul。 I don't want it without you—it's yours already!〃 

He took a deep breath and stared; unseeingly; at the ground for a long moment。 His mouth twisted the 
tiniest bit。 When he finally looked up; his eyes were different; harder—like the liquid gold had frozen 
solid。 

〃Bella; I don't want you to e with me。〃 He spoke the words slowly and precisely; his cold eyes on 
my face; watching as I absorbed what he was really saying。 

There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times; sifting through them for their real 
intent。 

〃You… don't… want me?〃 I tried out the words; confused by the way they sounded; placed in that 
order。 

〃No。〃 

I stared; unprehending; into his
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