Piano Lessons
Bella's POV
Edward held my hand as he proceeded to help me into my truck. I didn't understand why he didn't just let me drive, but Edward is always full of surprises. I hate surprises.
"Were are we going exactly?" I asked with a hint a frustration in my voice.
"Just wait and see, Bella. You are so impatient." He chuckled a little before closing my door and flashing to the other side to get into the driver's side. He started the truck and began pulling out of Charlie's driveway. Thank goodness Charlie's at work today! I sighed with a relief.
Charlie has been difficult with Edward's and my relationship. As any father would be. I just wish he wasn't eyeing my beloved boyfriend and soul mate like a hawk. Edward held my hand on the seat while he drove one handed. He drew little patterns on the back of my hand to try to calm my nerves, but his touch only made it worse. I fidgeted in my seat.
"We're almost there." He tried to comfort me. But me surroundings all seemed too familiar. Almost instantly then, we were going across a very familiar bridge. Then the conclusion snapped on me.
"Why are you taking me to your house?" He glanced my way and met my eyes. His were full of wonder and he smiled that amazingly beautiful crooked smile that made me giddy.
"I thought I could teach you a thing or two on a musical instrument that I own." A wide grin flashed on his face and it suddenly hit me that he was going to teach me how to play the piano!
"But Edward...I can't-" He interrupted me.
"You'll be fine. Don't worry, it doesn't bite." He laughed a booming laugh. I rolled my eyes at him and then looked away. I noticed us pulling up towards Edward's mansion. It was as big and as perfect as ever.
Edward turned off my truck and stepped out. He walked around the truck and looked at me.
"Come on." He called. Beckoning me with his hand. I just sat there looking stubborn. He stepped to my door and opened it. He unbuckled me and held out his hand.
"Come on sweetheart." He looked up at me from deep under his eyelashes. He was obviously trying to dazzle me. It was working to his advantage.
"Ugh!...okay." I took his hand and he stepped me from the truck. Then he wrapped his cold, strong arms around my waist and pulled me close.
As we walked up the wooden porch steps, Alice came running out and she
embraced me in a hug.
"Hey Bella!" She practically squeezed the life out of me.
"Alice! I can't breath!" I choked. I looked at Edward and his face was unfathomable. He was glaring at Alice. She gently let go. Then she turned to Edward.
"It's okay. Just don't let it happen again. Oh, and thanks." They were communicating between Alice's thoughts again.
"Shall we?" Edward moved his hand towards the door. Motioning me to move forward.
I took his hand in mine and opened the front door. It was quiet. I turned to look at Edward. He smiled and then I turned to Alice. But she wasn't in site.
"Where did Alice go?" I asked.
"Everyone left. Giving us our privacy. Plus they needed to hunt." I made an "o" shape with my lips.
Then I saw the grand piano sitting there in front of me. It was black and it shined as if someone polished it everyday. I roamed my hand over the top and down the slops and then onto the keys. I played a couple of cords before I felt his arm snake around my waist. He pulled me close. Then he brought me and sat me on the bench beside him.
"What would you like to hear? Of course, your still going to play but I want to play first." I looked at him and he smirked.
"Um...play my song. " Then he turned towards the keys. Placing his pale delicate fingers on the white, ivory, smooth keys. He pressed down the first cords very quietly then shifted into the beautiful composition.
When he played he put a lot of expression and feeling into it. He would lean into the keys. His hands fluttered over them. His fingers moving at such great speeds. How good he was at this. Well, Edward was good at everything.
Then as the song softly came to a close, I felt a single tear fall from my face and onto the white key. Edward lifted his hand and placed his finger upon the drop and wiped it away. He turned to me and lifted his hand and placed it against my cheek.
"Okay...now it's your turn." He chuckled and then picked my wrists up, ever so lightly, and placed them on the keys.
"Show me what you've got. You once said that you were taught when you were little so you must know something." I looked at him and blushed. Then I turned and looked at the piano. I thought for a moment about what I have played in the past. Then only one piece came to me 'Minuet' by Bach. Well, at least I think it was by Bach. I remember memorizing it for my teacher and then playing it for a spring recital.
I put my fingers in the right places and then I started the song. It sounded quite horrible actually. I messed up frequently and I forgot the music half the time. But then just jumped back in when I remembered it. When the song finally ended, I lifted my hands off the piano and looked at Edward. He was starring at me and he had a smile on his face.
"Not bad." he laughed. I looked down letting my hair fall like a curtain around my face.
"No really. Bella, you have talent. It was good for not playing in years." he lifted my chin with his index finger and looked deep into my eyes.
His were a dark shade of topaz. He must have gone hunting a week or so ago. I smiled faintly at him. He bent his head down towards me and gently pressed his lips to mine.
It never ceases to amaze me how Edward could make me feel this way. My head still felt dizzy and clouded whenever he touches me. Even in the most casual way. Then his lips parted and he breathed against my skin, making me shiver.
"Can I teach you a thing or two?" Before I could respond he had backed away and looked at me. He smiled and then pointed to a key on the piano.
"What is this called?" he asked. Apparently he was giving me a little quiz.
"Um...That is called a key." I said. I was sounding like a smart aleck. He gave me a look that meant 'Stop fooling around'. "Okay! Okay. It's middle C." I rolled my eyes at him. "I know all of the notes and everything. I just stopped playing because I wasn't a very good piano player."
I looked away. Tears were welling up in my eyes. Then Edward appeared in front of me. He was kneeling in front of me on the floor. He took my face in his cold hands.
"Bella, sweet Bella. You have talent. Probably more than other people. You just stopped playing." he smiled and then he leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.
"Come on. I'll take you home. It's getting a little late." he stood and picked me up with him. We walked out of the house and left the piano there in the darkness of Edward's mansion.