Alec has finally left – gone to who cares where.
I watch my best friend closely, hoping that he will bounce back to the way he used to be, but it is as if Alec’s venomous words have taken the wind out of his sails.
It’s been weeks, and he continues to hold a part of himself back. He claims to be fine. I can see the change in him, though, and it makes me ache for him.
I pray thatwith time, he will open up again and his heart will heal.
He deserves to be happy, to be loved.
“Jesus, Edward…you’re worse than a girl when you travel!”
I watch in amazement as he runs his fingers through his hair, his eyes on the suitcase, carry-on, and another bag with God knows what in it.
He looks at me with annoyance and huffs. “Not my fault. A lot of this shit’s businessrelated and then the conference for the club-”
I hold up my hands in surrender, shaking my head as I help him carry his luggage to my car.
As we drive to the airportI ask him who’s going to teach his classes.
“Don’t know,” he says.
I pull back, looking at him. His eyes are full of emotionfear, hope, pain, rejection, yearning – I see them all.
I sigh softly and wonder if maybe Jasper is the key.
“You know what you have to dodon’t you, Edward?”
As I sit on the chair-and-a-half, I carefully balance my plate of lasagna on my knees.
Felix holds out a glass to me, grinning. “Here, Bells. Some bubbly for the birthday girl.”
He leans down and gives me a quick peck, right on the corner of my lips. I can feel the heat on my face increase as I glace around. No one seems to have noticed, everyone busily talking or eating.
His eyes are mischievousand I narrow mine as I whisper, “You watch it, mister.”
The first thing I see as we run into the alley is Jasper being held and beaten by five guys.
I turn to Edward as he exclaims, “Shit! Jasper!”
Emmett and Felix are already running to help Jasper. I join them once I’m sure Edward is alright.
It’s over before it’s really begunand we’re left licking our wounds.
I hld my hand to my chest, wincing.