I'm back for the moment, publishing this story. The idea of this has been stuck in my head for awhile, and I was orginally thinking of making it a Harry Potter fic, but decided against it.

Also, this is an AU, which means no vampires, and also a Dark!Ward fic, so if the thought of a sociopathic Edward turns you off, LEAVE.

Disclaimer: oh, and I also don't own Twilight. But, I do, however, own my ideas...

Power Trip

Bella loved flowers.

I remember one summer, when I had rushed inside from the heat to get a glass of lemonade, I saw her, sitting on the kitchen counter, placing my mom's daisies in her long brown hair.

She was nearly naked, wearing a very tight, nearly completely see-through bikini, lounging on my mom's linoleum. Her dark eyes caught sight of me and she smiled.

"Hey, Eddie." I hated that nickname. She must've known that, too, because Jasper was always spilling embarrassing secrets of mine to Bella. She kept smiling, though and I flushed, looking at all of her tanned skin, the freckles on her face and the dimples in her cheeks.

"Hi," I said. She hopped off the counter and walked closer to me. She lightly touched my shoulder. Her dark eyes twinkled in amusement.

"Jasper always told me how skinny you were," she said, laughing lightly. She squeezed my shoulder and then, her hand moved down to grip my bicep. "That's not true at all, though..." then, she brushed past me and walked outside.

I had loved her since the very beginning, before my brother had wanted her. I had always wanted her, from the start, when I first saw her sitting outside, reading. When I used to bike past her house, I remember how she would glance towards me and smile. I remember how when Jasper would wrap his arms around her, her eyes would linger on me for a quick second.

I mean, Bella wasn't anyone's. She wasn't mine, but she definitely wasn't Jaspers.

I had polaroids of her tucked in a binder in between my mattresses. Pictures of her taken from my brothers mess of a drawer, plucked straight from his wallet. I even saved up fifty bucks to go buy a Polaroid to use so I wouldn't have to keep stealing them.

I snapped her when I saw her walking through her dad's garden, and when she was sitting on our kitchen counter, eating ice cream. I captured her beauty whenever I could, and I can't count on one hand how many times I've ran out of film in the past three months, all of them pictures of her.

"About time for you to find a girl, right Edward?" My brother would say at the dinner table. Bella's eyes would sweep over me, a half smirk playing on her face.

"Huh, Eddie?" She would ask, raising an eyebrow. "When are you gonna find the lucky girl?"

"I already have my eyes on one," I'd say, making sure to stare directly at her and mimic her sly smile.

"Ooh,"she would nudge Jasper, who'd laugh.

"I'll believe it when I see her..."

My mom would just sit back and watch, half interested in us, more interested in her wine.

I wanted her more than my brother. More than anyone in the world. She knew that, too, because with every glance, I could see the hint of a blush on her cheeks.

There was just something about her. The way she smiled, the way her eyes would shine when she laughed, her hair falling in her face, falling everywhere, as she choked on giggles.

Jasper didn't deserve her. He would never deserve her. Not now, not even in another lifetime would he ever deserve something so beautiful.

I remembered when she hugged me for the first time. It was as she was leaving a family dinner.

"It was nice meeting you, Edward," she had said, hugging me. I was shocked at first, but then my arms snaked around her slim waist and I tilted my head forwards a bit to smell her hair, which had the strong scent of strawberries.

"You too, Bella."

I knew I loved her. I loved her so much. She just didn't know it yet.

Yet.

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