Edward was rubbing his temples, he only does this when he is really stress or upset; in this case it was both. "Bella I love you-." I cut him off "Than why don't you change me?" I stared into his eyes on the verge of tears. "Bella I can't, I won't damn you for life," he roared. I shuddered but I wasn't backing down.
Uh-oh, here it comes "Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, IF YOU LOVED ME AT ALL YOU WOULD CHANGE ME BECAUSE YOU WANT TO BE WITH ME FOREVER! DON'T THINK OF WHAT YOUR TAKING AWAY FROM ME THINK OF WHAT YOUR GIVING ME!" I had never yelled at Edward before, he looked so hurt but shocked "Bella I-." I cut him off, "NO! You don't love me, at least not as much as you say you do. If you did you would have changed me already," I started off harsh but ended in a whisper. He sit on my bed, if he could of cried he would have. "I'm going to take a shower," I walked out of my room and shut the door a little harder than necessary. I heard a thud, like something hit the floor, but I didn't think care.
Edward sit in my room looking like someone ripped his heart out and stomped on it. I felt horrible, he has to understand. Edward looked at the door when it slamed shut, then my book of poetry fell from my book shelf. As Edward went to pick up the book curiousty got the best of him. He flipped through the pages cover in my words. He read some of my first pieces. He smiled at my talent. Then he went to my recent work. One caught his eye, he started reading... This had no title
As I lay in my bed an sleep at night
I know your right there by my side
Watching me drift to dreams
Waiting to discover a knew me
When the morning sun shines through my window
I know I'm in your arms
Your embrace is cold as ice
But your love is as warm as fire
I fall down
You catch me
I cry out loud
You hold me tight
I never would have imagined life could be so grand
Until you came an let the light in
For that I will always be grateful Today tomorrow and forever...
Edward smiled and turned the page, he started to read the next poem. I wrote this poem the same day Edward confised he was a vampire.
The Love of a Vampire
The pain of mortality
eats away at your soul for the one bite
The pain of sweet immortality of night
Trying to break free of its
corps cage of imprisonment
It calls for the burning passion of the pain
of the one final kiss
When Edward was done,he set the book on the shelf it fell from. I walked back into my room with sweats on an damp hair, but I was ready to apologize. Edward was standing at my window. "Edward I'm-," He put his finger to my lip. "Bella I should have seen it. But I was scared. I guess what I'm trying to say is, Bella be with me forever, please." I just smiled and asked him what changed his mind. "I found some words of wisdom that made me realize how much you cared," the look in his eyes was like he was hiding a secret. But I didn't care, I was going to be with my Edward forever, "I love you." "I love you too, forever." I went to my shelf to put up a book an noticed my poetry book was not in the right place. "Edward did you read my poetry?"