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Whispers

Prologue: Secret Place

I looked around me and a familiar scene greeted my anxious eyes. Swirling shades of blue, violet, yellow, and red surrounded me, and we were engulfed by the evergreens that towered, ever so regally, above my head. Shimmering light reflected off of every part of the haven that had sheltered my heart for what seemed like eternity. One may have believed that the light was a product of a rainbow, or a crystal chandelier that was suspended from heaven, but I am one who knows better. The beauty that was evident before me could not be a product of anything that a man could imagine, let alone produce! It was a captivating, dazzling…. an inhuman aura. It was Edward; we were together, in the meadow.

Chapter One: Chicken Parmesan

"Bella?" I heard an angelic voice call my name. He's calling my name! "Bella, are you sleeping?"

"No, I'm awake."

"That's a relief; I wasn't sure how anyone could sleep with a blinding light shining in their eyes," he chuckled. "It's alright if you would like to fall asleep in my arms, however," He looked down and flashed me a toothy grin, I love that smile. He took note of the sudden change of color in my cheeks from ivory to magenta, and seized the opportunity to give me a token of his love.

His lips were as cold as ice, but it was something I had grown accustomed to. It seemed like time had stopped, or at least it had seemed that way to me. My breathing became unsteady; I found it harder and harder to breathe. I was over-reacting, yet I couldn't control myself. I began to deepen the kiss, and Edward broke it immediately.

"Bella! Why do you do this to me?!" his tone wasn't harsh, yet it was enough to sting.

"It's not like I'm doing it on purpose! I can't help it! You think I enjoy having to cut those moments short?" my words seemed to hit a nerve.

"I don't like having to do it anymore than you do… but I don't have any other choice."

"What?! What do you mean, 'You don't have any other choice'?"

"It's the only way I can keep you safe." he was starting to irritate me. My blood was beginning to boil.

"There's another way you can keep me safe, Edward."

"Bella, don't."

"Don't do what?! You know that you could keep me safe by-,"

"By WHAT?! Damning your soul?! Making you a blood-thirsty monster?! There is no way in hell that I will be responsible for doing that to you!"

"You are NOT a monster! I love you and I want to be with you! Tell me why that's so wrong!!"

"Because I'm a vampire, Bella! Do you not understand that? I am a vampire!"

"I know that, and you know that I don't care! God! You say you love me, but you're willing to sit there while I die, when you know how happy I would be spending eternity with you, whether my soul is damned or saved!" The tears I had been fighting back now came with great force, streaming down my face. "You know that! Why won't you give me what I want?"

"Because I love you, and I am not going to deprive you of living."

"That's stupid," I sputtered. He smiled weakly.

"I think it's time for me to get you home, Ms. Swan. Charlie will want to know where you've been.

"What time is it?!" I started to panic; Charlie wanted me home at 6:30, sharp. Jacob and Billy were coming over at 7:30 for dinner, and I was supposed to prepare dinner for everyone.

"It's almost 7:00."

"Oh no!! Uhh, I need to get home, now! Can you get some food and bring it by? I've got to go." I began to wipe the tears from my eyes and scramble around the meadow in search for my keys.

"Looking for these?" Edward asked while he dangled the keys to my 1959 Chevy truck in front of my face. "Let's go."

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The night had not ended well, for anyone. Edward and I were having a "lovers quarrel"; Jacob and Billy had to eat KFC for dinner, instead of the chicken parmesan they had been promised; and Charlie was about to go on a tirade.

"Thanks for dinner, Mr. Swan," Jacob said, "It was fantastic! Bella, I really hope we can hang out some more…"his eyes fell; we both knew that that could never happen.

"Yeah, that sounds good, Jake," I said. He half-smiled, wished Charlie good-night and then went out to the car.

"Good to see you again, Billy. Sorry about dinner. Maybe we can reschedule, I'm sure Jacob and Bella would like to spend some more time together, right Bella?" said Charlie, threateningly.

"Yeah, that sounds fun…" I said. Fun? I would love to spend more time with Jake, he's my best friend!! However, that is simply not possible thanks to the stupid treaty.

"Sounds good t'me; Charlie, Night," Billy said. He said my name with a sense of recognition for the meal, even if it was totally last minute, "Bella."

"Goodnight, Billy," Charlie and I echoed. And with that parting the door was closed with a hard click, and Charlie showed me just how angry he truly was.

"Bella," he began, "I said "be home by 6:30". You walk in the door at 7:15 with a bag of KFC instead of a bag of groceries to make chicken parmesan. Would you care to fill in the gaps for me? I obviously missed something! I was unaware that the definition of KFC was chicken parmesan, and that 6:30 translates as 7:15. Explain yourself, now!" He was furious.

"Dad, I'm really sorry-,"I said as Charlie interrupted with a snort. "I was out with a friend and we lost track of time…"

"Who were you with?" He said with a killer look in his eye. "Bella? Answer my question. Who were you with?" his voice was harsh and stern. I was dead. D-E-A-D!! Dead!! "Bella!!"

"Edward," I whispered.

"Who? I couldn't hear you."

"Edward. Edward Cullen." I said it no louder, but he somehow heard me that time.

"Edward?! The guy who tore out my daughter's heart, ripped it to pieces, returned it in a cardboard box on my front porch, and left her without as much as 'goodbye'?! THAT Edward?! Bella, I-,"

"Dad, you're being over dramatic." He looked incredulous at that remark. Then his eyes deflated a little.

"I-I-I am not even going to discuss this with you now! Go to bed, we will finish this conversation in the morning, I promise."

"Dad, I-''

"Bed! NOW!"

I didn't argue, and I knew that he would keep his promise.

It was a shame. The day had stared out so well, and then it ended catastrophically. I was still upset with Edward. What on earth was so wrong with turning me into a vampire, anyways? He told the Volturi that he would, he even told me that he would! Although he did say "after graduation", the Volturi could simply pop up at any given moment to make sure he kept his word!! I was probably a tad harsh, and I know he loves me, but I simply can't help my reactions when he kisses me!

And what was with Charlie? He told me yesterday that the Blacks were coming over, and he expects me to drop whatever plans I have and do his biding? What am I, a dog? I know he doesn't really like Edward anymore, but why is he so angry that I was with him? I don't understand!!! I wish I had been nicer to Edward; I told him not to come over tonight, I secret wished that he would ignore my wishes and appear through my window anyway. If anyone could tell me what was going on inside Charlie's head, it was Edward.

I hardly slept, my troubled mind kept me from pleasant dreams. I just wanted to know what was going on, or at least I thought I wanted to know.

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I woke up early the next morning; it was Saturday, I was in trouble, why not make breakfast? My brilliant plan was, however, thwarted. As I entered the kitchen at 7:19 am, who was there to greet me other than Charlie and a bowl of Raison Bran? He had just finished his own bowl, and motioned for me to sit and eat my own. I obeyed. After rinsing his bowl, Charlie sat down across the table from me and watched me eat. After several awkward moments had passed, he broke the silence.

"Talked to your mother yesterday," He paused to see if I was going to say anything, and he gathered that, from the milk that was dripping down my chin. "We made a decision," I wiped my chin and looked at him, "We're sending you to Stanborough School…in London… today."

His words didn't sink in at first, and then they suddenly did. "Pardon?" I sputtered.

"Boarding school, Bella, in London. Your plane leaves at three."

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A/N: please review, it's my first fanfic. Constructive critics are appreciated, but PLEASE (!) no flames!! Hope you guys enjoy, and thanks for reading!! Love you all much!!!

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FaithWest

P.S. Stanborough School is a real place, just outside London.