All the characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, including everything I play around with from the Twilight series...till I bring in my new characters at least.
He smiled my crooked smile.
"What are you doing, Bella?"
"Just wait a minute, ok."
"You know how this frustrates me," he replied.
I only laughed to myself and kept dragging him further. Soon, he would find out where we were...I was surprised he hadn't figured it out already by the smells alone. It'd been a long time since we had even come to this town, forty-five years to be exact. It was amazing the difference between then and now.
Then, I was eighteen years old, well I still am kind of, but I was much more vulnerable than I'd realized. I came here mourning Edward's decision that I was better off without him, which we found out, is not such a grand idea after all. We were both miserable. But, at the time, I truely thought that he didn't care for me any longer and did not want me around any more. After being endlessly devoted to each other, and married for a time, I decided it was time we came back to where this all started.
Forks.
I'd decided enough time had passed that I could come back without too many lasting effects. Besides, I'd heard Jacob wasn't doing well. Although he'd aged some, Jacob only looked a few years older than what I did. You could say we've all aged well. But I felt like something was pulling me here after all this time, that I couldn't ignore. This was after all, where my life really began.
"Bella, come on. I'm getting a little suspicious with the blind fold and you not telling me exactly where we are." He was so amusing when he was frustrated.
"Just another minute, Edward. You've always been so impatient when it comes to surprises," I replied.
"Well, it still gets on my nerves that I cannot hear what you're thinking. And it doesn't help that I've never liked surprises," he fumed.
"And we are here," I said after stepping through the last wall of tree branches. He ripped off his blind fold at top speed, wondering just where we were, when he let out a gasp of surprise. We were in what I had called his meadow for years. It was the same perfectly round circle of tree-hedged field, with a stream running through it a short distance aways. This was the first place Edward and I had really been alone together in, and the first place I saw what he really was.
"Why...are we here, Bella," he asked in a low whisper.
"I thought this would be a nice place to visit first while we were in the area. I wanted to come back for old times sake." But I thought the plus side in my mind. To see Jacob Black. I couldn't possibly tell Edward that though. Although they had more or less settled their differences, there was still some bad blood between my husband and my ex-best friend.
"I'm not quite sure why we're even in the area," he replied. "I understand that you have strong ties to this town, Bells, but it hasn't been long enough yet. What if Mike Newton or one of the other people see us that we graduated with forty-five years ago? They might be old, but they might not be that senile yet."
He really did have his points sometimes, but we were here and I was determined.
"I guess we'll be our grandchildren come to see the tiny town their destined-to-be-together grandparents met in." Was that the best I could do? Probably while on the spot like this, oh well.
"Yes, grandchildren that look exactly like their grandparents..." he retorted.
"Well, I could go grab us some hair dye from the store and we could..."
"No Isabella, we need to leave before anyone sees us." He was being very strange about this situation, maybe he'd guessed at why I brought him here.
"Edward, it will not hurt us to creep around in the shadows at night like real live vampires and just look to see what's changed." I smiled sarcastically.
"Hmph. I still don't like it. What if our secret get's out? You know how bad of a gossip Jessica Stanley was even while we were in school with her."
"I don't know, we'll play it off. We're good at that remember? We do it all the time. Come on, I want to go see Charlie's old house..."