Disclaimer:I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR CHARACTERS! ALL BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER!

note: I don't know if there's a story like this but if there is I very sorry I didn't want to go trough very page just to check if there is one like this or not! SORRY AGAIN I'M NOT STEALING YOUR STORY I SWEAR! Some thing come from the book or the movies but I am NOT the saying they are mine!

Chapter 1

" Turing Page" by Sleep at Last ( love this song heard while I was writhing this chap.)

"Please I whisper again, my heartbeat picking up. My words tumbled out as I rushed to take advantage of the sudden uncertainty in his eyes. "You don't have to make me any guarantees. If it doesn't work out right, well, then that's that. Just let us try... only try. And I'll give you what you want," I promised rashly. " I'll marry you. I'll let you pay for Dartmouth and I won't complain about the bribe you get me in. You can even buy me a fast car if that makes you happy!

Just. . .please."

His icy arms tightened around me, and his lips were at my ear; his cool breath made me shiver.

" This is unbearable. So many thing I've want to give you- and this is what you decide to demand. Do you have any idea how painful it is, trying to refuse you when you plead with me this way?"

"Them don't refuse," I suggested breathlessly

He didn't respond.

" Please,"I tried again.

"Bella . . . " He shook his head slowing, but it didn't feel like denial as his face, his lips, moved back and forth across my throat. It felt like more like a surrender.

-LE-

And it was a surrender

His lips leave my throat and returned to my desperate lips. His mouth are no longer careful but urgent against mine. Cold lips leave mine once again and travel down to my collarbone, and back to my lips. He's holding back, I know he is. He waiting for me to reject him and tell him never mind, but I don't I cling to him even more.

" Don't hold back." I whisper against his lips with my eyes still close.

He doesn't reply but silently pushes is back towards the bed where my back touches the mattress.

-LE-

The colors yellow, red, and orange dance and swirl together my eye lids. the heat of the sun warms my face. Last night comes crashing down like wild waves against the rocky shoreline. I feel a smile forming on my mouth without my notice. It was sunny something vey rare for the raining town of Forks.

I stretch my arms above my head and going back down across the bed. My eyes lazily open, blurring with the bright sun. I sit up, not much, but just enough to lean on my elbows, an look around the room. I'm alone. I complete sit up slowing , ignoring the small pain between my legs, the pale golden sheets surrounding my chest. I drown when I see no Edward in the room, but disappears quickly when I hear water from his shower running.

I intake Edward's bed, well what's left of it actually. The bedspread was mostly hanging off the right side of the bed, two pillow lay on the floor, and shattered clothing everywhere in the floor. I blush of embarrassment when remember the way those clothes ended in pieces. But what caught my eye the most were little white feathers everywhere in the bed, in my hair, on the floor, and floating in the air! In the corner the bed laid a simple, knee length white bathrobe.

I slowing crawl to the bath robe, and quickly put it on. Quietly walking over towards the sink, laying my hand in the counter, I study myself. Truly seeing myself, I'm longer a teenager girl, not that acted like one,but a truly am woman. I was always ahead of my age just with my mind, never body. But last that change as well. My body or my heart belong not only belong to me but belong to someone I complete love. Edward. Just the thought of his name brings butterflies to my stomach. Just like he is mine, I am his. Both tie to each other in body and soul.

My fingertips lazily trace over my collarbone, loving the way his soft hair felt there. I gently close my eyes, my fingertips wander toward my lips, loving the way he kissed me. Or the way his eyes glaze over me with love. How his arms caused my skin on fire or his trail of kisses. And how we fit perfectly in each other arms. Wanting him to hold me tight and never let me go. I realize my fingertips left my swollen lips and travel to my cheek and the back of my neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps. I smile to myself , truly in bliss. Wondering of Edward in the same state as me.

Oh, how wrong was I!

He stand by the glass wall, his skin shining like a thousand little diamonds. His hair glistening as well by his shower. His eyes filled with torture and pain. I frown immediately.I walk toward him, he doesn't move from his place. My breath quickens with every step. The look on his face worries me, it same one from the day he left. Was he going to leave again? Terror strikes me like a thousand lighting bolts. When I reach him, I place a trembling hand on his shoulder. He relaxes from his tense stand, but not completely.

"What's wrong?" I ask quietly. There's confusing in voice and a little bit shaken.

"How do you feel,Bella? Are you alright?" Ignoring my question

"What?" I gasped

" Please,Bella. I beg of you ,you need to tell me how you feel?" Taking my hand in his ,looking at with pleaded eyes.

" Edward, I'm fi-"

"Don't say the word the word fine. If you value my sanity, do not say the word fine." His voice is ice cold, shooting daggers at me. He moves from the warmth of the sun and goes to the disaster of a bed. He slumps down on the edge of the bed, with his elbows on his knees and hand intwined together, with chin on top of his knuckles as if he was praying.

" But I'm really, truly am" I whisper." Can't you see how happy I am. Or was like five minutes ago!"

" Bella,look,"He rises from the bed and gently picks up my hand , as if it's going to break any minute. He pushes up the sleeve of the robe, and shows me my arm. Purple and yellow spots are in my are, like a handprint. Edward lays his hand over the bruises. A perfect fit. "I'm so sorry Bella. You have no idea how sorry I am"

I stand there frozen, looking at arm. Trying to remember the pain but I don't. Edward returns to his place in his bed, I quickly recover my arm and bend down to his eye level.

" Edward. . . Edward, look at me. Please don't do this, don't ruined this. I. AM. HAPPY!"

"What's the point? I already ruin this."

" No you didn't. But you're ruining it right now. I am happy! Well, was happy. Now I'm getting pissed!"

" You should be angry at me." He sighs

" Well, I am. Happy now?" I ask harshly

He stares at me for a moment, then sighs." No. It doesn't make me happy. I'm making you unhappy now. I don't want that."

" Then don't you unhappy. Last night was. . . for me. . . was wonderful and I can't describe how perfect it was." Dropping my voice at the end. I look down at my bare feet, trying to hide the redness on my cheeks. A cold, pale finger reaches for my chin, and bring my face to look at him.

" What do you mean 'for me' ? Did you not think it was as wonderful for you as it was for me? Last night was the best night of my existence."

" The best?" I put my arm around his neck bringing him closer to face.

He nods and I sigh in relief. I pull him closer to my lips and push myself to the tips of my feet,and put my lips against his. He careful, of course. I try to deepen the kiss but he gently pushes me away. I frown and pout my lips.

" You're not going to touch me again, are you ,huh?"

He puts a hand on my right cheek ,running his thumb back and forth. I shake my head, pull away his hand." You know that's not what I mean."

He sighs and simply kisses my forehead. " I have something I been meaning to ask you since last night. Well as you can see," he nods toward to messing bed."something got in the way." he chuckles.

" Well, ask away." he shoots me my favorite smile for the first time this morning. He sits me down, while he stands." I don't mean to go away,you know." I tease.

He laughs as he flashes out the room, leaving a soft breeze in the air. I sigh happily, knowing we've gone pass the rough morning. He returns quickly sitting next to me, I face him puzzled. If Edward was still human he'll be sweating in his forehead by the he gulps down his Adam's apple." I should have ask this last night but too late for don't speak until I ask my question" He adds when I open my mouth.

He laughs

" What?" I questioned lightly, happy to see him care free.

" I just find quite amusing how last night would be complete inappropriate in my time. We made love and we are not even married"

"Well, we aren't in your time, are we?

" No, we definitely are not." He chuckles." But if we were last night would have never ha happen. Doesn't mean I didn't enjoy myself," he adds quickly when I open my mouth." If we would have met in 1918, I would have courted you. We'd have taken chaperoned strolls and ice tea on the porch. I may have stolen a kiss or two, but only asking your father's permission. I would have gotten down on one knee and presented you with a ring." I gasp as he does get down one knee. He pulls out a black box ,pulls out my hand, and sets the box on my palm. I lift the lid with hesitation. I gasp as I stare down on the long oval face of the ring, set with glittering round stones. The band was gold- delicate and narrow. The gold made a fragile web around the diamonds. BEAUTIFUL my mind yelled. ( I took the description from Eclipse,because I had no other way of telling it . All belong to SM!)

" This is my mother's. . . Isabella Swan, I promise to love you every moment of forever. And would you do he extraordinary honor of marrying me?

" Yes." I whisper so quietly most humans wouldn't hear, but he of course did hear. A huge smile spread on his face. his eyes exploded with happiness. He pulled me into his arms, and swings me around the room. I hold tightly to his neck. Edward kisses me gently but with love.

" Thank you." He says against my lips. He pulls the ring out of the box and slides it down in my third finger, in my left hand, into place." A perfect fit." He kisses my finger that now held the ring that now belongs to me.