All characters are Stephenie Meyers. I don't own them I wish I did ;o)

Ok so this is the sequel to 7 Years. I am still writing the prequel. Once I do that I will post it ok. Please enjoy.

I gave you a preview of the first half of the chapter in 7 Years. Now is the real chapter. I have edited and am currently typing up the second chapter. I have 9 written so far. I know everyone wanted the sequel and quick so I spent most of the weekend writing. I really hope you like this. It wasn't part of my dream but it flows with it. There will be some of the elements from the other books. I didn't want to touch on all of them but there is some. My favorite book is Eclipse. So you may see some more elements from that book.

Thank you before hand for the reviews. They are most welcome. ;o)

~munchkin1978

7 Years, 4 Months and 2 days and Forever

Chapter 1

BPOV

It's been 4 months since Edward came back into my life. He didn't know I was back when he tried to get into my window. He had said to his family that he wanted to find me. I at the time didn't know he knew I was home. I was unaware that he became one of my students. I had to take over for his regular English teacher. I was still mad and very hurt that he left. But I still loved him. I still wanted to be with him. Being apart for so long was not making getting back together easy. He had lied to keep me safe from being hurt.

We had a huge fight when I had appeared at the Cullen house to visit. Alice had seen that I would be at the house and had assured me that he wasn't going to be there. He had ended up coming home early. I promptly left and on the front porch is where the fight started. Back and forth we went. I tried to leave multiple times only to be stopped by Edward. He had admitted to lying to me. I had finally admitted that I was still in love with him. I loved him with all my heart. He kissed me and left him standing there for a third time.

Later that night we had made up entirely. I had decided the past was the past. We would start fresh. No more lying, no more secrets. I had some confessions for him that night. I had while he was gone slept with Jacob. He was not happy but he understood why.

I loved being back with Edward. He kept me safe. Until Victoria found me again. She tried to kill me in a studio, much like James had seven years ago. How she knew was beyond me. She ended up breaking my arm and biting me. Edward had saved me from becoming a vampire for the second time. This time though she like James didn't survive. Mr. Tyler was her other victim, or accomplice if you look at it the other way. He was also named James. I had gone to dinner with him twice. Edward and I figured him out. She had bit him too. Having her gone made me relax much more. I being relaxed I fell in step with Edwards family again. It was like they had never left.

Edward didn't want to loose me again. I didn't ever want to leave him. So he proposed. And I accepted. I didn't want to be like my parents. But they had got married right out of high school. I was 26 soon to be 27, not 18.

We had told Charlie that we were dating again. I had to tell him a lie so he didn't know the truth behind how Edward and I had really got back together. I told Charlie by myself. I didn't want Edward there to get hurt. Not that he would have been since he is immortal but for all intensive purposes I asked him to wait in my room for me.

Charlie had taken it better than I expected. He had gone purple and red twice over before he calmed down and it had sunk in. A few weeks later he had fully accepted Edward as being back in my life. He finally let him come into the house freely. We hadn't told him yet about our engagement. I didn't want him to keel over and die on me. I was supposed to be looking out for him. Not killing him.

Edward and I had finally been intimate. It had taken seven years but it finally happened. I had wished that he was my first and not Jacob. It should have been that way. Not the way it happened. But I couldn't change the past. I was happy beyond words. I got my cake and could eat it too so to speak. It was my forever.

I had found out sometime later that Charlie had told the Black family, namely Billy that I was back together with Edward. Edward had told me that Charlie had gone to speak with Billy to confide in him the night he left the house to clear his head. The Cullen's and the Blacks still don't get along. And they probably never would.

Jacob had tried to call me. He was calling constantly to see if the news was true. I never answered the phone. I didn't want to hash it out with him yet. Jacob had picked me up from death seven years ago he probably had every reason to be mad that I was with Edward again. I didn't want to ruin my mood. I wanted to be happy with Edward with out thinking about the fight I was going to have with Jacob.

A day or so after Charlie had accepted Edward we had a memorial at the school for Mr. Tyler. Mr. Snyder the principal had questioned how I had broken my arm and I had told him. He understood I had broken my arm falling down the stairs at a friend's home. If he ever found out how wrong that was I don't know what we would have done. I was very careful not to speak about it too much. Remembering that day was harder than most. It brought back all the memories of the first incident and the freshly happened second one. It also brought back the worry that Edward had of me being hurt and being just in time to save me again. I remembered the day like it happened just yesterday.

Flashback

'This is Mr. Snyder speaking could all classes please proceed to the auditorium. The memorial will be starting shortly.'

The class I had with me at the time was the junior English class. Edwards class. I was thankful he would be with me. "Okay everyone please leave your things here I will lock the room up."

I remembered walking with my class to the auditorium and they all had to sit in one row. Because the school was fairly large each class had a row assigned to them. I had to sit at the end of the row and Edward had managed to beat out a few of the other male students to sit beside me. I didn't show it on my face but my eyes were a different story. I didn't want him far for this. All the memories of that day would come flooding back. I know it was only a few weeks prior but I needed him to keep me calm. Alice's class was one row behind us. Emmett was four rows behind that with Jasper and Rosalie one and two more rows back respectively. I watched them. They still looked perfect amongst all the plainly dressed students they sat with. I quickly sat down when Edward pulled me down to the chair.

There were still classes filing in so Edward was whispering to me what some of the other students were saying to keep my mind from wandering. "Adam is furious that I'm sitting here and not him. He thinks you're hot for a teacher. I have to agree." I was blushing after that. I let out a little laugh that he could be so nonchalant about it. I had to quiet rather quickly given what we were attending. I felt Edward stiffen a few times in the seat beside me. I felt his growl coming to the surface and I had touched his arm to stop him from doing it out loud. I didn't know what was going on till afterwards because the memorial started. It just so happened that it wasn't overly important. Apparently one of my students was daydreaming about being with me, in a not so student teacher way.

The memorial was long and parts of it unnecessary. But some of the drama students had taken it hard. I felt sorry for them. They had lost their leader. Their teacher that had told them to be expressive.

It was still hard thinking of that day. Everything about that day was wrong in so many ways that other people would not accept. I should have stayed home like the principal had wanted. He wanted me to recover, but for pretence purposes I had gone. Charlie still had no idea how I had really broken my arm. But what he didn't know wouldn't kill him. He didn't really know how I had broken my leg years ago either.

I was slowly getting used to my cast on my arm and before I knew it, I had it taken off by Carlisle. I was lucky I didn't need a transfusion from the smack on my head I had received and the blood that I had lost that day. I assumed it was because I was older and my blood was regenerating faster. He had no way of explaining it to me.

I finally shook my head to rid my past memories. I shouldn't be thinking of the past when my future was sitting with me on the bed.