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Never Human Again
Hi, my name is Bella. I have an over-protective, vampiric boyfriend named Edward Cullen. Sometimes, he gets way too over-protective and it really annoys me. I know he cares about me and he doesn't want anything to happen to me, but I need to make my own choices. I just don't think it's right that he can't be supportive of me all the time. I mean he does everything for me. I need to do some things for myself.
I just wish he would change me; then I could protect myself . He says he loves me and would do anything for me. So why doesn't he prove it and change me? Believe me, I've asked myself that many times. I hope so much I will be what the Cullens are. They are so beautiful, brave, and so amazing on who they are and what they become.
I just wish one day that I can be with someone for the rest of eternity. That night I went to sleep with Edward like I always did. He is there from the time I sleep and until I move around in bed in the middle of the night and then he wakes me up softly. The next day I woke up early so I could go talk to Carlisle and Esme. Edward told me to lie down. I pushed him off the bed and onto the floor. His expression screamed 'what the hell did you do that for?' He looked so hurt.
"Edward, I'm so sorry but I'm up now and I want to talk to Carlisle and Esme, so sorry for what I did." I said trying not to make him madder then he already was.
"Why do you need to talk to them? Is something wrong?"
"I need to ask them something. And please don't listen in." I glanced at his expression. I guess he needed more reassurance. "Edward, I'm fine. I just want to talk to them in private." I said trying to make him understand.
"Can I know the question?" he asked. He would get mad if I told him. Better not tell him then.
"No, like I said, I want to talk to them privately."
"Please?" He tried to dazzle me into telling.
"No, Edward. And don't you dare dazzle me into telling." I said trying to make him grasp the meaning of "I want to talk privately."
"What do you mean?" he asked, trying to play innocent.
"You know what just stop. I'm not going to tell you." I said a little too rudely. I went to grab my shower bag and made my way-without tripping-to the bathroom. I got out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and wrap it around me.
I realized I forgot to bring clothes with me. I went back to my room to retrieve an outfit. 'God I hope Edward isn't in here. That would be terrible.'
Right as I was reaching for some underwear, my towel fell off. I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me. I whirled around to see Edward there, trying not to look me over. He picked up the towel and handed it to me. Our eyes locked.