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Chapter 1

This is Ridiculous

It had been 2 weeks since the wedding (that Alice had outdone herself, but I finally admitted was amazing) and our honeymoon. I was all moved into the Cullen house, or well, I mean, my new home, and loving it already (it wasn't like I had to get used to anything, the Cullens were practically family before the wedding- now it was just official.) The only problem was, my heart was still beating.

Edward hadn't changed me yet, like he promised he would, and it was getting beyond ridiculous. For a week and a half, I asked him every day and for a week and a half he kept telling me that he wasn't ready yet.

"Edward," I said one afternoon. I had just finished eating the unnecessarily big lunch that Esme had cooked for me and Edward and I were sitting on his couch. "Can we please do this now? You promised." He didn't have to ask what I was talking about, as I practically begged him.

He stroked my cheek with his cold finger and lifted my chin up so that he could look me in the eyes. "

"Bella, I told you, I…I don't think I'm ready yet. I don't think I can do that to you yet" Was he serious?

"Edward, you promised" I said as I stood up, obviously angry. He stood up with me and tried to grab me to calm me down but I was having none of that. "I'm ready. And I know you're ready. We're both ready, we're married, I got my last human experience, what exactly are you waiting for now?"

"Bella, I just don't think…I don't…" his voice trailed off. Anytime he was hesitant to tell me something, it got me worried. So now not only was I annoyed and angry, I was worried too, or maybe scared was the right word in this situation. What reason could possibly be so bad he didn't want to tell me? What if…but I didn't want to think of that possibility.

"What?" I tried to sound demanding, but my voice cracked from the nerves. "Tell me."

"I…I don't think that…that you're ready."

I stared at him, my face blank, lost for words. This was bad. How could he think that? How could he believe that I wasn't ready to spend eternity with him? Unless there was something more to it than just that.

"Edward…are you serious? Of course I'm ready, I've…"

My voice was raised louder than it had ever been at him before. He but me off and I could feel my hands shaking when he held them, probably because of the thousands of emotions that had hit me so hard in the last minute.

"Bella, love, I just don't think you're really ready. You think you are but really, you're still worried. I think you're still afraid to let go." I was not going to let his velvet voice convince me for one second that he was right.

"Edward, I've been ready. This is what I've wanted and you know that." I pulled away from him, which was unusually easy. I figured he knew that, this time, I was angry and he shouldn't protest. I walked to the bedroom door

"Stop telling me how I feel, and stop trying to change my mind!" I was yelling now. "I thought you knew me and I thought we talked about this. A promise is a promise. I am ready. But if you're not ready, and believe me you are the only one who isn't ready after all this time, then fine…I'm leaving!"

"Bella…" he looked beyond hurt at my words and I knew that, deep down, I felt bad for hurting him, but I was so beyond angry that I didn't consciously feel bad for what I had said. And besides, he had hurt me first. I flung the door open, and stopped in the doorway, turning around to look at him one last time. "Don't follow me! Call me when you're ready. Call me when you don't feel like breaking your promise anymore!" And with that, I stormed out of the room & ran down the two flights of stairs into the family room.

I could feel the curious eyes of Jasper and Alice on me, but I wasn't going to stop to talk to them and they got the hint that I didn't want to be talked to. My guess is that Jasper felt how angry I was and warned Alice that now was not the best time to ask questions. He may have tried to calm me down, but I was running too fast to notice. Getting the feeling that Edward was following me, I didn't turn around as I slammed the front door shut, probably in Edward's face.

Once outside, I immediately walked to the garage and jumped into my car. I sped out of the driveway and down the road. I knew exactly where I was going.