Closed off from love I didn't need the pain

Once or twice was enough and it was all in vain

Time starts to pass before you know it you're frozen

But something happened for the very first time with you

My heart melted to the ground found something true

And everyone's looking round thinking I'm going crazy

But I don't care what they say I'm in love with you

They try to pull me away but they don't know the truth

My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing

You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding love

I keep bleeding I keep keep bleeding love

Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding love

You cut me open

Bleeding Love, By Leona Lewis

Going back to the beginning, it was inevitable that I would fall in love with him, against all odds, against both of our wills, and yet it happened. Slowly, steadily, our love blossomed and a bond formed that was stronger than anything. It grew, and soon nothing could come between us. The time he left me only strengthened our relationship in the end. It seemed like that was all, there was nothing left to do.

Marriage was like just another necessary, little pestering detail that I had to go through anyways, so I might was well do it with a smile on my face. It was really very trivial in the beginning, and I was not eager. I'm young, and it was a big step to take at my age.

But that little small thing, those vows we exchanged were more than I had ever dreamed they would be. Somehow, some way, it made our relationship more complete. It had always seemed to me that we would be together no matter what, and that was true. But now, it was more of a closure, and being truthful, a huge weight off my chest that I had only realized was there after it disappeared.

So now, as I lay in Edward's arms, I could not stop the tears. We were together in a way that couldn't have been achieved by any words, but strong vows and a ring on my finger to remind me that he was mine, and mine only.

The tears were not of sadness; and yet, they were not of complete joy. They were as mysterious as the creature holding me close.

Shaking off of my revere, I reached up silently and stroked his cheek, soft and as smooth as rose's petals, smelling just as lovely.

His face bent down to kiss the top of my head, lovingly brushing his smooth lips across my hair, uncharacteristically styled and half undone, curls cascading over my shoulders and down my back.

"Edward?"

"Yes, love?"

"What are you thinking about?" I murmured, tilting my head up, meeting his soft, golden eyes. He freed one arm to stroke my cheek, the friction of his hand making it warm.

"You.Me.Us," he answered, his tone steady. "Our future."

"Together," I reminded him unnecessarily. He smiled crookedly, making my heart flutter as usual.

"I wouldn't take it any other way," he assured me. I snuggled closer to his cool chest. Even through his clothing, I could feel the chill of his marble skin. We were barely out of our formal attire, Edward in his slacks and dress shirt, tie loosened casually, and me in my flowing dress, heels kicked off on the floor and jewelry placed carefully to the side. I lifted my hand, watching my glittering ring catch the light of his bedside lamp.

My mind wandered to the wedding, the anxious preparations, my nerves, the successful walk down the isle without killing myself, and our kiss to seal the vows. I had barely expected more than a peck on the lips, what with both of our families there, but he had surprised me by taking my face in his hands and kissing me as passionately as if we'd been all alone. Really, it might have been even more than we'd done alone-

"You blush is lovely, Bella. I'd like to think it's me you're thinking about," he said good-naturedly, grinning and resuming stroking my face. I blushed more under his touch.

"Well…I was thinking about that kiss you gave me at our wedding," I admitted, smiling sheepishly.

He chuckled, a twinkle in his eyes. "And?"

I smiled again. "I want another one."

He grinned crookedly, bending down. He face was inches from my face, sweet smells rolling off him. I met his gaze evenly, a smirk on both of our faces.

"You're so very greedy, Bella," he mock-disapproved. "It's a good thing for you that I am exceedingly greedy as well, and would like another one just as much as you."

As his lips met mine, I rolled over, facing him and wrapping my arms around his neck. He secured his hands in my hair, and kissed me slowly at first, drawing it out and molding his lips to mine. But soon, his cool lips parted mine, and I grinned beneath his mouth, tasting his with mine.

As I shifted closer to him, I felt his mood abruptly change from playful to more urgent. I didn't mind, allowing him to roll over on top of me, allowing me none of his weight but still feeling his hard, marble body. I pulled him closer, braiding my fingers in his bronze hair and breathing in his exotic taste.

I kissed him some more, but secretly knowing that he'd pull away sometime soon anyways, so I might as well not get carried away. I slowed down my lips, kissing him gently now. To my surprise, his lips disagreed with mine, pushing them open once again to explore my mouth. Pleasantly surprised, I followed along.

"Edward," I spoke up after a minute, breaking away gently. "You're being quite the rebel tonight, aren't you? You're usually the one to stop this." I grinned, mock-chastising him. He smiled crookedly.

"Bella, Bella," he said, suddenly becoming a little serious. "It is our wedding night…"

"Oh," I remembered, blushing faintly.

And my stomach dropped out as I felt a strong leg part my thighs from beneath me.

Dear Cullen Family,

The head of the Voltera organization, Aro, has formally requested that your family attend a very important meeting taking place on the Fourth of August in the main headquarters, Italy. Assuming your attendance, we request that the last son of your family, Mr. Jasper Cullen, not attend. His special talents might pose a threat to the essence of the meeting, and we wish to get the message out without interruption.

Regrettably, this meeting will be neither short nor without purpose, so your family may want to plan a more extensive stay.

Lastly, we have been informed that Ms. Bella Swann has not yet undergone the transformation. It is understandable, for now, but she is to stay at her present occupation until further notice. Mr. Jasper Cullen, if desired, may keep an eye on Ms. Bella Swann, as we are aware of her delicate human state.

We hope to see you soon, and remember, disregard this notice and you will face the consequences.

Che cosa c'è di fatto è fatto, ma quello che non è mai venuto a talune.

Cordially,

Jeanne Felliagus, Head of Voltera Notice and Foreign Affairs.

"Carlisle," Alice breathed, her soprano voice quavering. "What…?"

Carlisle shook his head gravely, folding the letter into squared and sliding it into his pocket. He looked up, his eyes ancient. They followed his family's anxious looks with his solemn ones.

"I don't honestly know," he sighed, putting his hands in his pocket, squaring his shoulders. "But whatever it is, it can't be helped. This is extremely unfortunate, and not to mention sinister."

Esme looked up helplessly to her husband. "But what about Edward and Bella? We'll have to leave less than a week from now, and they just got married!" Her beautiful eyes widened. "Who knows how long we'll have to be away!"

Carlisle places his hands around her slender shoulders, and his eyes answered her questions-there was simply nothing to do.

Jasper cleared his throat quietly, not wanting attention but having to speak up. "I'll be staying back, so should I tell them?" He shifted, clearly unhappy.

Carlisle shook his head, and started towards the dark woods in his extensive backyard.

"Not yet. Let them have their special night," His voice quieted. "Who knows how many they may have after this."

Haha, short but sweet! Please comment!