Okay, my very first story. And for it I have to thank Maëva who really pushed me to write and after to create a fan fiction account. Sorry if it's short but it didn't come any longer in my imagination
Disclaimer: Only the plot is mine, Stephanie Meyer owns the characters (except Angelique that I totally made up and doesn't appear in this chapter)
I slowly walked toward Edward and wrapped myself into his arms, I asked him with puppy eyes: "For my last week being human, can't I just spend time with you and my future family? It's truly the second only thing I want to do" I looked up at him from under my eyelashes: "you know what's the first thing I want." Edward sighed, "We already talked about this Bella. We both want it, but we promised each other we would wait and then, you promised me you would let me help me enjoy the time you have left as a human" He kissed my lips softly, living me light-headed…again. I whined, "of course I promised, you keep dazzling me." I pouted and he chuckled. Suddenly he looked absent "So little time…" he mumbled almost inaudibly. I saw pain in his eyes and started panicking, what was wrong? "Edward?" I asked softly, worried. I'd never seen him like that before. His eyes snapped out of their dreamy and pained gaze and the terrible expression went away. It all lasted only a few seconds, just enough time to make me wonder whether I was dreaming. He looked at me with a sudden mocking smile "Why are you worried now?" Did I imagine it all? "I'm not worried, is this a trick-question?" If I had told him the truth he's take me for an even more crazy person! We had no secret for each other right? Why am I torturing my mind like that? I'm way to stressed out. Edward talked, pulling me out of my thoughts "Bella, I think you need to relax" His forehead was creased in worry. I just nodded and dived for a few seconds in the deep of his eyes before turning my head away. Something was wrong. This look, something was wrong. I couldn't calm down, my paranoiac instincts toke over my core and I couldn't stop, I couldn't stop remembering. So much memories that were coming back into my mind but… they weren't mine.
Okay here ya go, a sort of "introduction" for my short story. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I need to know what ya think