Waking Up

I woke up, hearing the rain crash angrily against the window. I noticed that pulsing cold that warmed my heart feeling wasn't present. I sat up wondering where my angel was. I searched the room with me eyes finally settling on Edward, sitting like a statue in a chair as if the gods sculpted him themselves. His eyes were closed, a peaceful smile placed delicately on his perfect face.. He smiled and said "Are you going to stare at me, or are you going to have a human moment?"

"I'll be right back, don't move."

He chuckled as he said, "Wouldn't dream of it."

I hurried off to the bathroom as fast as could, hoping that I wouldn't fall and hurt myself again. Oops. I tripped on my own feet and went down.

"Bella? Are you okay?" Dang it.

"Yes, I am fine." I had some minor carpet burns, nothing I haven't experienced numerous times before.

I turned on the water in the shower and stepped in. I let the warm, inviting water run over me, caressing each care away, but my thoughts betrayed me. "Oh my gosh, last night Edward proposed!!" I suddenly got nervous. I tried to calm down and wash my hair, but I kept shaking and soon the hyperventilating started. I never answered him. I love him and I want to marry him, but now? I am only in high school. Why would his condition of being changed be marriage? Does he like to torture me? No, certainly not, he hated himself after he thought I commited suicide because he left me.

I noticed my fingers became pruny, so I got out and dried off. I tried to think of what I was going to say, but in the middle of my thoughts I hear "Bella, you sure are taking a long time, are you alright?"

"Again, yes I am fine. I'll be right out." I tried to take as much time as possible to brush my hair and teeth and put some clothes on, but I was busted, I couldn't waste anymore time. I stood for a moment to analyze the reflection staring back at me. Plain, that's all I was. I hurried back to my room. He ran up to me and engulfed me into a hug. His lips traveled all over my face, down my neck, to my shoulders and my collarbone, finally up to my lips. I couldn't think, everything got cloudy, but I did my best to clear my hazy mind.

"Edward. Edward. Edward, listen to me. We need to talk." He gave me this worred look.

"Bella is something wrong?" He looked as if he were human, like his heart was being ripped out. Like he would cry.

"We just need to talk."

"What about? Is this about Jacob? If that's what you want, I'll leave, I'll do whatever I can fo-"

"Stop Edward, I just want to straighten some things up." He still looked worried, but sat down on my bed anyways. "You proposed, correct?" He nodded very shakily. "And I never answered, correct?" Again, he nodded. "Well, here is the thing. I want to marry you."

"You want to marry me...and?"

"I want to marry you, period." All traces of worry were gone and in it's place was scrutiny.

"I thought you were opposed to marriage." I climbed up on the bed in front of him and took his face in my hands.

"I was, but who cares what our school thinks, I'll have you, and you'll have me. End of story." He smiled

"Well, I believe our story will go on for awhile, love, since we never die." He grinned.

"Ha ha, you are so funny."