Royal Duty Ch.11 TEASER :)

Oh Em Gee, there's going to be two different fic updates in less than three days!!!

How exciting...well, it is for me anyways :D

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Royal Duty, Chapter 11 - A Royal Illness

The morning light pouring through the giant windows of Edward’s room pierced my eyelids, and I rolled over with a groan.

It was too bright, and it felt like I’d barely fallen asleep when it awakened me.

Even with my eyes closed, it felt like it was burning my retinas, causing way too much pain. It wasn’t until I opened them that I realised it wasn’t just the light; my head was pounding, and my mouth was dry.

Then I remembered that I hadn’t fallen asleep all that long ago, and I remembered the reason why: Edward’s confessions.

I turned my head on the pillow, my eyes drinking in the sight of a pale, very still Edward. The sheets around him were soaked with sweat; his hair was plastered to his head, and his skin was clammy. In the short hours I’d been afforded some sleep, whatever was wrong with him seemed to have only gotten worse.

The clock on his bedside table told me it was a little after six, and while it seemed obscenely early to me, I knew the palace would be stirring and that I wouldn’t sleep a wink more.

My head was wild with thoughts and emotions, concern for my fiancé overriding anything and everything that I had soaked in the night before. I should have been clued in that worrying for his wellbeing trumped everything else I should have been feeling.

I’d been lied to, for years. I’d been foolish, naïve and stupid. My life had been turned upside down by something I hadn’t had a say in and turned again when my parents made a decision without informing me of its consequences.

I couldn’t lock myself in the room and hate the world. I couldn’t blame everyone for ruining my life the way I wanted to. No, some of it was on me.

I shook my head, thoughts of children’s laughter and secret hideaways morphing into all those stolen looks I’d caught Edward sending my way when he thought I wouldn’t notice. All the times he’d stuck up for me with wedding details when it seemed no one else was listening. All the times he made me feel special in just one night at the party, despite having the onset of some illness.

I hadn’t been blind to any of it; I’d just told myself not to notice, that Edward was the bad guy in the whole situation. I’d been stupid. I’d treated him like he didn’t matter, to the point where he believed that maybe he didn’t.

Dismissing the fact that I still had the previous night’s makeup on, my hair still pinned, and my pyjamas on, I left Edward’s suite and made my way to Sue to enquire about a doctor.

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FMN Ch.50 Teaser :):)

Oh Dear Lord!

It is the season for miracles after all, so that must be what this is! Can you believe your eyes?? It's a Forget Me Not chapter!!!!!!!

Little teaser to whet your appetites, the chapter should be up no later than Wednesday!!!

Happy reading! If there's any of you left out there!!

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Chapter 50 - Just A Phone Call Away

Would it be okay if I called you? E

And then again, signalling the arrival of another one.

Friends call each other, right? I don’t know anymore… E

Even in his simple texts I could feel his confusion and heartache, and it made the pain in my chest intensify. Instead of thinking about the consequences or texting him an answer, I let my thumb hover over his name before pressing the call button.

It only rang two times before he picked it up.

“Hey,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

My throat completely closed over at the sound of his broken voice and the silence amplified the beating of my heart in my chest.

“Bella?” he asked, concern taking over in his tone, giving me the push I needed to actually answer him.

“Hi…” I sounded pathetic, but I had no idea how unprepared I was for so simple a thing as a phone call until it was happening.

His answering sigh let me know that even my pathetic greeting was enough. It helped ease the pain slightly, knowing that even the sound of my voice seemed to make whatever he was going through even a little more bearable.

“You’re not busy are you?”

I held back the laugh that wanted to bubble out of me. Since I’d cut him out of my life, I’d barely been able to fill up the hours in my day.

“Oh, you know. Lying in the dark contemplating life…” I wanted to face-palm so badly, but held it back and bit my tongue. I wasn’t quite sure how Edward would take such a strange answer.

When there was no answer, I whispered his name into the darkness, relishing the way my skin tingled and my mouth dried up at the mere mention of his name after so long.

“Tell me,” I whispered, no longer afraid to hear just exactly what he was going through. If either of us was going to make it out the other side, we’d need to be strong enough to face things head on.

“Every time I close my eyes I have a nightmare. It’s usually the same one…my crash, only you’re in the car, too, and no matter what I do, I can’t get you out in time. I can’t close my eyes without hearing you screaming, I can’t sleep without waking up screaming myself. Kate says I need to feel it, but there’s only so many times I can handle the thought of you dying only to wake up and realize it didn’t happen, Bella.”

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