"Come on baby. I love you, and you love me, so we might as well get married soon." I explained to her. She looked so willing to do it, but then she also looked frightened.
"Oh, Eddie, I don't know. Mum would kill me. And what about your mafia?" she asked me, romantically holding on to my chest.
"I just got one more job to do for them and then, from then on, I'm all yours Bella. I love you, and I will do anything for you. You do know that?" I questioned, slightly loosening my grip of her dainty waist and polka dot dress.
"Of course I know that Eddie darling." Her sparkling, large brown eyes looked up at me innocently, but with so much love and appreciation that I couldn't handle not having my lips on hers.
I slid my hands down her waist, and delicately lifted her up a tad for her to reach me. She smiled against my lips, and looked at me with her eyes, knowing that this feeling would somehow end with us. I wouldn't know how that could happen though.
Her pale skin looked even whiter next to me. I was slightly tanned. My fingers lightly traced her eyes and forced them shut, as she flinched against the closeness of my fingertips.
"Don't you trust me doll?" I asked her, teasingly.
"In theory." She confessed. She suddenly looked increasingly nervous with me. It was a cute habit for her to do this. After being abused by her Father, and raped by Robert, she tried so hard to trust me, but she couldn't get past the theory part.
I gathered her back up in my arms and embraced her in a comforting hug, protectively hovering my head over hers.
"Don't worry Bella, nothing bad will happen to you anymore. You have me to protect you from all the bad." I told her. I heard a tearless sob. She couldn't cry anymore. No matter how hard she tried.
"I know. And I am so happy with that. But it's when you aren't there, that it frightens me Eddie." She confessed.
"I know, I know baby, but after this job, you won't be alone anymore." I told her, and she giggled a bit. "Come on, I'll walk you home." I told her, unwillingly separating our hug and holding hands tightly, occasionally squeezing each other's for a bit of fun.
We walked closely and cosily until her small cottage came up on the road, where her old Grand mother lived. After her Father was jailed for abuse, she lived with her Gran, who was a very decent, sweet old lady.
I hugged her again; making sure no one was there to get her on the way up to her front door. I was extremely protective over Bella. If anything ever happened to her, I would never forgive myself. I was her boyfriend and soon to be husband, and I would be responsible for her safety.
She walked slowly over to her door, with her red and white polka dot dress flowing into the darkness, and I lost sight of her until the burglar light shone over her, making her look even more angelic.
She waved quickly over to me, and I called to her.
"I love you Bella, see you in two days, If I can last that long without you." I told her.
"I love you too Edward. Be careful." She called back, in a fainter voice than mine. She opened the door embarrassedly and squeezed in through. She was so beautiful, and after a few years of being in mutual love with her, and I still couldn't believe she was mine.
I walked back home, occasionally looking in houses windows, to see families happily watching the black and white TV, with carpet looking wallpaper of green and orange and brown, with the same patterned carpet on the floor – the 70's.
I took the walk through the shortcut, behind the big houses. I was thinking about Bella and I, at the alter and me slipping the ring on my beloved's finger, when something hit me — hard.
I was on the floor, and pinned by a heavy, beautiful, red headed woman.
"Well, hi there." I said.
She didn't respond to me, but she held my head back against the cold ground. She spread out the skin on my neck as she traced something on it. She was lowering her head, when I noticed her teeth. I threw myself up on to my feet and delivered a punch in her face, which only made her madder.
She jumped on my back and pinned me back on my back. I was struggling against her strength, as she pierced her shiny white teeth in my neck, and a strange feeling of something happened in my throat. I felt my blood getting drained, until an even larger shape jumped over me, but knocked the redhead off of me, and pinned her down, whilst ripping something off of her neck.
I was lying there, half dead, with a bitten neck.
I didn't die, instead, the other shape picked me up off of the ground, and carried me away to another house, where I woke up on a zebra patterned rug, stained with blood. My neck was healed, with no signs of wounds or anything.