Chapter 1

"You call that shooting?!" boomed Emmet. We were playing one of his PS3 games again. He always challenged me to video game battles but I lost every time.

"Shut up Emmet! You know I'm not good at this!" I yelled at him. Suddenly, my player was shot down and the "Game Over" screen came up. I threw the controller at him, knowing it wouldn't hurt him.

"Violence is not the answer little Bella" he chided. I stomped away towards Edward, leaving Emmet laughing in the background.

Edward was sitting on the sofa watching the news with Esme so I sat down in between them.
"Sorry love, Emmet is just very competitive." He said. No kidding I thought as I stared at the television.

I started to get sleepy but I tried not to show it, I wasn't ready to go home. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Edward watching me, probably looking for signs of me being tired. As I fought against sleep I watched Alice changing the flowers of every vase in the house. I wonder what flowers she was putting in there, I can't recognize them…

"Bella, love you're tired. I'm going to take you home now." Spoke Edward. I suddenly realized that I fell asleep. Fantastic, I try to stay awake and I can't even do that. "Fine…" I said feeling defeated. With that, Edward got me my coat and I put it on. "See you tomorrow Bella" spoke Alice. "See you tomorrow." I replied as I walked out the front door to Edwards Volvo.

As we pulled into Charlie's driveway it was drizzling, great. "Give me thirty minutes to get ready before you come up." I asked Edward, "Sure thing love." Was my reply. I opened the door to Edwards Volvo and ran into my house.

"Bella?" spoke Charlie. "Yeah dad, how was your evening?" I asked as I put away my jacket. "It was alright, I worked overtime at work then came home and watched some games" he replied. "That's nice, well I'm going to sleep dad…night." I told him and he replied "Night Bells." as I ran up the stairs.

I took my shower and brushed my teeth as quickly as I could, I wanted to be done when Edward got here. After I brushed my hair I put on my trusty pair of sweats and walked into my room.

On my bed there was a letter, so I went to pick it up. I wonder who would be sending me a letter? I looked at the front of the envelope but all it said was,

To my dearest Isabella.

That's weird. Well I know it's not Edward, he knows I hate being called Isabella.

I opened the letter and read it.

"My Dearest Isabella,

We were meant to be, but that Cullen you are with got in our way. I see the way you look at me and I know you want me. It hurts me knowing that you are still with him even though you love me. It's time to face the truth Bella.

Your true love. "

Wow. Okay that is actually creepy. I need to tell Edward when he gets here. Wait; if I tell Edward then he will be in full protector mode. I shuddered remembering the times that Edward had Alice kidnap me even though she called it a "slumber party" so that I wouldn't go to La Push. I quickly shoved the letter into the drawer of my bedside table. So, it's someone I know that sent me the letter, and they obviously think that I'm in love with them.

I decided to open the window and wait for Edward to come. The cool night breeze felt good on my skin after my hot shower. After a few minutes I could barely make out a pale white shape moving towards my window.

I stood away from the window to give Edward room to jump in. As soon as his feet touched the ground he swept me up into his arms and into a kiss. The reaction I had was normal; my heart accelerated, I curled my fingers into his hair, and I pushed myself as hard as I could against him. Edwards's reaction was normal also; he chuckled at me and pulled away.

I gave him my sad face but he just laughed and said, "Bella, you love to push me." I gave up and led him to my bed to lie down. I lay under my blanket so I wouldn't get cold and he proceeded to kiss my head. I loved just laying here with Edward, it was so peaceful. I inhaled his scent as much as I could when we were like this. Before long my eyes became heavy and I drifted into a peaceful sleep, still being able to smell his marvelous scent.