I just had a random idea in my head and just typed down whatever flowed from my fingers.
I am a Twilight fan and am dying to see the movie for it.
It's in Edward's Point of View and these are his thoughts to what Bella is to him.
Btw, I don't remember Eric's and Tyler's last names…sorry
Disclaimer: I certainly do not own Twilight. I'm not THAT good of a writer
Guardian Angel
Her name is Isabella Swan, or Bella, as she prefers to be called. Many have tried to win her heart, for example the human Mike Newton, as well as Eric and Tyler. Mike put on a good show, I admit, however, he and the others have not succeeded in capturing her for their own.
At first I did not understand why. Why me? Why did she have to pick me? Of all people…of all the beings that exist, she had to choose me; bloodsuckers as the Wolves call us, but better known as…
Vampires…
At first it wasn't intentional. I certainly didn't try to make Bella mine…well, not at the beginning, anyway. After a while I just gave up trying to keep her away. Little by little, we grew closer than anyone could be, and before I knew it, I had captured her.
Actually, that's not true. I didn't capture her…
Bella captured me.
Some would say I am her guardian now, but in fact it is quite the opposite. She is the guardian of me. She keeps me sane…as sane as I possibly can be at any given moment at least. She calms me down when I'm on the brink of snapping and killing anything and anyone that would even come close to harming her. Her presence comforts me after I've been out hunting, and it's like a soothing balm for my aching soul after being apart.
Bella calls me her Fallen Angel. She dislikes it fiercely whenever I call myself a monster, evil, or something of the sort. However, I am the same way when she calls herself ordinary…I scoff at the thought.
She sees so little of herself than what others…especially me…see. Passed her slight disability of being accident prone and also a magnet for drawing in possible dangers, she is the best person that I've met in my long lifetime.
She's so incredibly soft and fragile, I'm always afraid I'll hurt her if I make one wrong move. But she tells me she's not afraid, and that she trusts me. I think she trusts me a bit too much, but she'll never change her mind.
She says she's not pretty…I say she's exquisite.
She calls herself dull…I call her brilliantly shiny and full of sparkles.
She tells me she's not interesting…I tell her she's fascinatingly remarkable.
She believes she loves me more than I love her…I inform her repeatedly that she's charming, alluring, pleasing, overwhelming, and irresistible.
She denies it all, but I continue to inform her of such.
Bella is truly, and forever…
My Guardian Angel…