Too Far Gone Chapter 1: A Little Like Carlisle

Author's Note: First Twilight Facfiction, go me! A little excited about this one, so come on guys help me on this one! Pleads The summary was horrible yet I laughed my head off at it because Everything was a question...If someone didn't understand my madness.. Tell me what you think, but don't flame, it's mean

Disclaimer: Me no Stephenie Meyer...Hehe Good Engleesh.

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It was the fight we must have had a hundred times before, but there was something different about him this time.

Every time we fought about me being changed Edward would fight back until his eyes were pitch back and my shaking body had caught his attention enough for him to be the adult and tell me the discussion was over.

But this time it didn't come, the part where he argued. It was one sided as he watched me from his position in the rocking chair in the corner of my plain room.

"Edward do you love me or not? Is that why you unsure about changing me? Because you're unsure about me?" I snapped but instantly regretted me words.

If Edward Cullen had been Superman…The words I just uttered were his kryptonite.

"Bella, how did you come to that conclusion? Because you're acting like a ten year old and fighting about the same thing we have been for months?" he said obviously trying to mask the hurt and anger that was radiating off him.

I studied him carefully sighing, "I don't know. I didn't mean to say that out loud."

"Oh, but it's completely alright for you to think that?"

"That is not what I meant!"

"Then what the hell did you mean, Isabella!" The loud crunch of wood was heard and followed by silence.

Edward had left the indentation of his whole hand from squeezing the arm of the chair.

I stared at the woodchips lying on the floor as Edward brushed them off his hand moodily.

"How about a sorry for breaking a chair that's older than I am?" I grumbled reproachfully standing and walking over to him to inspect the damage he had left.

Edward stood and walked behind me, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose, something I had come to notice Carlisle and Edward did when stressed or trying to control themselves, and despite myself I gave a small smile.

Of course he caught it and glared.

"What are you smiling at? I'm sorry for the chair. But what is funny about it?" he asked, but I couldn't tell why his shoulders were tense, even for his proper posture that could only have been picked up in an elegant earlier time.

"You look like Carlisle when you do that…You both like to pinch your nose for some reason…It's not like you have any pressure up there or anything-"

Then my boyfriend, who I thought I knew well, surprised me beyond belief.

His once black eyes returned to amber and light up along with his blinding smile, "Really?" he said happily, looking like an excited child…

"Really really…" I muttered in confusion, not fully grasping why this was important. Then it came to me quickly, Edward idolized his father, he wanted to be like him in every way. What I said had probably made his day…I felt important for once in my life.

Well as important as I would probably feel compared to Edward anyway. He was the cornerstone in my life, and he knew it. I barely drove anymore, simply because Edward drove everywhere in his Volvo, he had picked up cooking eventually, and he helped me with Trig. My perfect little angel of math, amazing, and when Edward didn't feel like doing it, I could coax Jasper into getting close enough to me to explain a problem or two…

I smiled a little and shrugged, "So, I'm sorry I suppose, I shouldn't push like that," I apologized unwillingly.

I knew I was right deep down, but I didn't think I could get him to see that.

Edward smiled slowly, still happy over my comment, "You're forgiven." He said softly leaning down to brush his icy lips over my high cheekbones, which of course I reacted like I always did, I shivered in delight and pulled him closer.

"I suppose I'm sorry for breaking your chair…I guess I'll have to go home at night then since I have no where to sit." He sighed dramatically.

Oh yes, and did I mention he was the only one who could put me to sleep comfortably, in his arms, listening to songs he had composed, which were amazingly complex but comforting.

No better way to sleep then with your favorite vampire's arms around you. Amazing.

I sighed softly and grinned, "So, what are you planning today?"

"I was supposed to plan?" he asked innocently picking me up bridal style and carrying me down the stairs at a quicker pace than I could have made myself, at least not without falling.

"You always have plans, don't fail me now."

"Oh fine, we could go to my house and, I don't know Alice went and bought a fresh stack of magazines for longer hair since you're hair has grown…" he mused and laughed heartily as my nose wrinkled in distaste.

"Bella, Alice likes your hair, she's practically balding herself give her a break." He said but as soon as the words were out he was spread eagle on the floor, tiny Alice pinning him down, "That was cruel and UNCALLED FOR!" She cried in outrage growling quietly, bopping him on the head, well it was a vampire bop…A human probably would have gained a concussion.

"Edward you're in trouble…" I cooed affectionately from my place at the table where he had set me down carefully earlier….Luckily.

Alice rose from her brother and walked over to me, running her tiny careful fingers through my mess of hair, "Bella, just let me have my fun, Edward has plans and you need to do more to your hair then run a brush through it twice to be comfortable in the place you two are going." She chided happily, earning a glare from Edward.

"Alice hush don't ruin everything." He complained standing slowly, rubbing his head carefully, "Just let's go…I've got things to do." He grumbled walking out and letting me and Alice follow him.

"Wait, what about Charlie?" I asked and was returned with looks that told me I was mentally incompetent.

"He's in Florida…With Billy…He's supposed to be discussing your college plans with your mother, but he's really fishing." Alice assured placing a feather light hand on my shoulder as we got into the Volvo and I buckled the seat belt and leaned back the seat a little, it was going to be a short ride…I could just tell.

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