S.M.'s!!!!!!! Not mine. She just discovered an awesome coven of vampires and wrote about them. The Cullen's are sooooooo real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JK. JK. Lol.
Happy Birthday!
No one has even brought it up yet. My birthday. I've been waiting for one of them to ask me what I wanted, but no one said a thing. I expected Alice or Edward to do something, but they both acted like it was nothing. The key word here is acted. I knew they were planning something and they were doing a horrible job at hiding it. They're vampires for Pete's sake, shouldn't they be more stealthy or something? I walked into the Cullen's never used kitchen and saw Esme trying to bake a cake. But that wasn't even the worst, Emmett has been humming happy birthday for the past week. Emmett always hums something if he is excited and it usually goes in theme of whatever it is. Poor. Poor. Rose. (Sorry. I had to add it.)
I walked up to my house, unlocked the door, and went inside. I turned on the lights. I closed my eyes, expecting them all to be there to jump out and surprise me for my birthday. But I heard nothing. I slowly opened one eye, then the other. All I could see was Edward sitting on the couch, staring at me with a crooked smile on his face.
"Bella, what are you doing?" he asked me.
"Ummmm, I'm not sure." I said, but it came out as a question. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. Apparently Edward didn't think that was enough and he pulled me onto his lap. We sat there quietly for a couple minutes until Edward notice something was wrong.
"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked me. I didn't answer him and he started running his fingers through my hair. He turned my head so I was looking a t him and I could not escape his intense stare.
"Bella, tell me what's wrong." I tried to pull away from him but he wasn't having any of it. Suddenly, I was in my room, pinned to my bed.
"Bella, tell me now."
"You forgot." I told him and I started crying. Edward pulled me into his lap, immediately understanding what I was talking about.
"No Bella, I didn't forget. I just decided not to mention it. I know how you hate me giving you gifts." He told me.
"Oh, is that all." I managed to sniffle out. I looked up at him to see that crooked smile back on his face.
"Belllaaaaa. What did you think it was?" he asked me.
"Oh nothing." I told him and laid down onto the bed closing my eyes. I felt the blanket wrap around me and Edward's familiar weight next to me.
"You are going to tell me why though. Right?" he asked me. I was to far into sleep to even answer him.