22. Rescue Me

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Drew keeps screaming as she lays on the cold ground. But... It isn't the cold ground. She feels arms wrap around her. "Shh it's okay. Ive got you." A voice whispers.

She slowly looks up, the voice familiar and comforting. "Who.." she says before she gasps, bursting into tears. "E-Edward!!" she cries as it all floods back. Her mate. He's her mate. And Riley was Victoria's plaything, and he's the one who hit her and-

"Easy, baby, breathe, you're okay." Edward soothes as he holds her close, seeing everything she sees as it floods back to her at an overwhelming rate; his eyes are wide as the sit on the side of the road in an embrace. His eyes are black, his hair a mess, his shirt untucked and creased. He's barely functioned without her.

"You're real." She whispers as she shakes. "You're actually a person." She gasps, cupping his face. She winces, her arm hurting as she does.

Edward gently holds it in place. "I'm sorry... Maybe I was a little rough when I tackled you." He frowns. "Let's get you somewhere warm." He soothes.

Drew nods shakily and let's him help her up, gripping his shirt in the arm that doesn't hurt as he supports most of her weight. Eventually Edward picks her up and carries her, slipping her into his embrace as he takes off running. He makes it to Bella's hotel and takes the stairs 2 at a time, banging on the door when he gets there.

Bella opens it, her eyes widening when she sees him. "I- you- what."

"I told you, I know when you're lying. Plus your boyfriend is a push over." He says as he slides past her and sets Drew on the bed. "I'm not going anywhere." He assures her as she grips tighter.

She shakes badly as she grips his shirt, resting her forehead in his chest; she takes deep breaths as she closes her eyes, inhaling his scent and his essence. "Y-you didn't come f-for me." She whispers.

Edwards heart breaks as he kisses her head. "I did... I tried so hard, I even went to the volturi. I couldn't find you... I'm so sorry." His voice breaks, the pain leaking through even his most composed presence.

"Its okay." Drew whispers and sighs, looking up at him. She is beyond exhausted.

"Find me a first aid kit." He orders Bella as he helps Drew take her jacket off. She gasps in pain and he tries to comfort her. "Shh it's okay. I think it's just dislocated, you're okay." He promises.

"T-take me to the hospital t-the- you mother fu-" She yells as he gently and easily pops it back into place, the sound making her cringe as well as the pain.

She glares at him as he sets her arm against her torso and kisses her head. "All done. We aren't staying here - we're going home."

"I have things here, Edward." Drew sighs.

He rolls his eyes as he takes the first aid box from Bella and digs out the sling, putting it on Drew. "And it was all a lie. You have a life back home, a family. And you're never leaving my side again, even once I kill that asshole."

"I've made a mark here. I'm enjoying it, Edward." She sighs.

"I'm sorry. But your safety is the main thing right now... When things settle down then we can talk about this." He says gently.

Drew just stares at the ground. Is this how it has to go back to? "Fine. I want my paintings, though."

"We're going straight to the airport-"

"No. Not until we get my paintings." Drew says sternly.

Edward sighs deeply / growls, nodding in defeat. They pack up Bella's things and get in Edward's rental car; Drew sits up front, staring out the window, as she silently points to direct Edward. As they pull up to the studio Drew jumps out.

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