How Far Will It Go?
Disclaimer! I am sad to report that Twilight does not belong to me, nor do any of its sensational characters. Although wouldn't it be fantastic to have an Edward? The person that created and owns Twilight is the extremely talented Stephenie Meyer!
A/N OK this is my first ever fic, so could you guys maybe spare me all the harsh brutality. Even if this is the crappiest piece of words formed together on the face of this planet at least, attempt to break it to me gently. Ok I am going to stop typing this sad excuse for an authors note and start the fic!
"Bella, it's not that difficult. All you have to do is set up your bat and swing hard." Edward patiently explained to me.
It was a beautiful cloudless afternoon and Edward had suggested that we spend a nice quiet relaxing day at our meadow. Little did I know what that "quiet" and "relaxing" would entail him attempting to teach me Americas favourite pastime and coincidently his as well.
So far things weren't running too smoothly, he must have pitched me a thousand balls and I must have hit 5 or some other embarrassingly low number.
"Ok, I'm going to pitch you one more, and then I promise we can go". He told me as he wound up as his arm, and let the ball fly towards me.
I honestly tried to hit it, but when I swung the bat, I ended up swinging my whole body around and landing in a heap on the grass. Even from where I was sitting, I could hear Edwards soft low chuckle that I could tell he was trying to keep to himself but was having an awfully hard time doing so. All I could really do was sit on the ground and glare at him for everything I was worth, and wait for him to come help me up. I couldn't wait the 2 more weeks until I could get this raggedy cast off. But until then, I was pretty much depending on Edward to get me from point a to point b.
In a blink of an eye though he was by my side and scooping me up into his strong marble arms. He just stood with me for a moment, cradling me against his cool yet so comforting chest.
"I don't think baseball is my strong point". I stated, breaking the beautiful silence between us.
"Yes your right. I don't believe it is". he softly laughed into my ear. "I think we had better start back. Charlies plane will be getting in soon, he might worry if his daughter isn't there to greet him when he gets home" he said as he gently placed me back on my feet.
I groaned. These past 5 days had been absolute bliss. Charlie was called out of town for a police conference of some sort. So I had, had the house to myself for five days. Of course, I hadn't actually spent them there. As soon as Charlies plane was in the air, I was sitting in the cool passenger seat of Edwards Volvo speeding towards his home, that would actually be my new home too, at least for the next 5 days. Those days had been wonderful. Edward had some magical surprise for me everyday. And it seemed to me that, we had become a lot more comfortable with one another over my brief stay. Maybe it was the fact that he was in his natural surroundings, or we spent more time together then usual, if that's possible. But all I know is that each of us had let down our barriers. "I don't think Charlie will mind if I am a little bit late. Maybe we could just walk back to the car". I suggested, completely dreading that twisted sensation I got in my stomach every time he ran with me.
"Oh Bella" he sighed and shook his head. "Whatever am I going to do with you?" he asked me teasingly.
"Well hopefully you will walk with me calmly to your car. And then drive me home at a normal speed." I replied dryly knowing full well that in a matter of seconds he was going swing me on to his back and then run to his car at quite an alarming speed. And then proceed to drive me home at an even more alarming speed. This was just how things were, and to be completely honest about it. I wouldn't change a thing.
A/N- Please review, if you think i should continue with this story!