Opening: The Proposal05/01/1970 10:06:00
A/N: Okay, this is my very first crack at a true Twilight fanfic, so please, keep the carnage of it to a minimum. Oh, and I don't own any of these characters. They would belong to the magnificently talented Stephenie Meyer. Is jealous
I woke up and dried the tears from my eyes. I must've been crying in my sleep again. It had been a good two weeks since the incident had taken place. It had been two weeks where, for the first unexpected time ever, I'd wished I'd never met Edward. All that could come out of our relationship would be hurt. If only James would never have come anywhere near us. But because he had, the one thing in the world I wanted more than anything else had been stolen from me. My dream for the future, gone, just like that. I allowed another tear to fall before uncovering myself to fake another smile for Edward.
Six Months Ago
"Come on, Bells!" Edward said jokingly as I tried to figure out what he'd drawn. We were playing Win, Lose, Or Draw with the rest of his family and, of course, just like with everything else, I was failing miserably. His picture looked like an igloo but he had said that wasn't it. I racked my brain for other possibilities. Suddenly, a wave of confusion hit me. I turned towards Jasper with a glare.
"NO FAIR!!! STOP IT, JASPER!!!" I yelled at him trying to shake off the
confusion. "He's cheating, Edward!" I said, crossing my arms angrily across my chest. Edward fixed Jasper with one of his 'do it again and I swear I'll have you hanging out of the car while I'm doing 180 mph down a dirt and gravel road' kind of looks. My mind immediately cleared of confusion and I let out a sigh.
"By the way, you're out of time," Rose said calmly. Alice did a weird grin/clap/high five thing with Jasper and got up to draw next.
"There HAS to be a rule somewhere about not sending telepathic
waves of confusion in this game!" I joked. Everyone but Rose laughed. She never did have much of a sense of humor.
"By the way, Bells, it was a turtle," Edward said, taking his place on
the sofa next to me.
"THE worst turtle ever, Edward," I said, laughing. "It wasn't even
green!!!" I said, curling up underneath his cold arm. I looked up into his eyes and wished for once that he could read my mind. I wanted us to be alone. It had been a long time since we'd had any time alone together, what with Charlie thinking he was some mass emotion murderer.
As if by a miracle (or rather the fact that he wanted the same thing),
he stood silently and held his hand out to me. I took it with a grin TOO wide on my face. None of the others felt any confusion as to what was going on. In fact, I think they thought we were quitting because of how bad I was.
Edward and I headed upstairs to his room. I watched as he laid on his
couch and patted the empty area next to him. I smiled and jumped (literally) onto the couch and cuddled up against him. Of course there was a blanket in between us. He stroked my hair gently as I looked into his golden eyes. We stayed like this for what seemed like forever. Then my leg started to cramp.
"Owie!!!" I said, sitting up and holding my leg, wishing the cramp
would go away.
"What's wrong?" He asked, a concern showing in his voice. He looked
at my leg and how pathetic I looked and laughed. "Leg cramp?" He asked.
I nodded my head and was a little embarrassed at how much a little
thing like a leg cramp hurt me. Edward smiled and moved onto the floor. His cold hands grabbed my leg and he started to massage it in a technique I'd never seen. It felt GOOD.
"I didn't know you could massageā¦" I stated, silently thanking God
that he could.
"Well, when you live in France for as long as I did, you pick some
things up," he laughed. Then he started whispering in French in my ear. I didn't know any French besides Merci, Bonjour, and Au revoir, but I knew sweet nothings when I heard them, despite the language. I smiled.
"I love you," I whispered.
"Je t'aime aussi," he whispered back, patting my leg and sitting down
next to me again. I smiled, having no idea what he'd just said. "It means I love you too," he grinned. I smiled and cuddled up against him, taking in his smell.
"Bella, marry me."
