Ok guys sorry this took so long

I was reading breaking dawn and kinda got depressed that the series was over so I read 3 sarah dessen books..but im back now and yea

So heres Edward's point of view

Chapter 2

EPOV-

I gently planted my lips on Bella's forehead before I opened her bedroom door to meet her recently discovered half-sister, Bridget.

I immediately saw different images in Bridget's thoughts. She was trying to picture what Bella looked like, most of them looked like Bridget herself.

We then entered the living room, making our way to the kitchen, when I froze. A delicious aroma that was coming from the kitchen hit me so hard that it nearly knocked me off my feet

I knew immediately that it had to be Bridget. The scent was nearly as strong as Bella's the first day I saw her.

Bella seemed to notice my stiff position, judging by the puzzled look on her face. This is when I noticed that I still hadn't looked at Bridget.

When I did, I become aware of the many similarities she and Bella had in common; her hair was chocolate brown, but only reached her shoulders, she was thin and frail, but taller, blood flowed in her cheeks, still not as strong as Bella's blush, her almond shaped eyes were big, but not brown-they were sapphire. I figured she received these differences from her mother.

I tried to control myself, well at least my expression-so I let it soften, trying to fake my calmness. The burning in my throat was unbearable. This small kitchen wasn't making it any better.

"Bridget, this is Bella." Charlie gestured then turned to me, his smile fading. "And this is Edward, Bella's fiancé." He grimaced.

Many thoughts ran through Bridget's mind. She immediately began to fantasize about me, leaving Bella for her-if only she knew.

Then she was in shock, wondering why Bella and I were getting married at such a young age. She then looked at Bella's abdomen, guessing she was pregnant, then scowled. She quickly turned her attention to me, seeing that I was gazing at her, her heart beat sped up and she turned to Charlie.

"It's Bridge." She informed him with a nasty tone.

She composed herself, reached out her hand toward Bella, offering a handshake. Bella awkwardly accepted and when Bridget turned to me, I knew I couldn't do it without sinking my teeth into her skin.

I simply nodded my head politely while having one arm around Bella's waist and the other one in my pocket. "It's nice to meet you." More blood then rushed to her face as I said this, forgetting the hand-shake I blew off.

"Charlie, do you mind if I steal Bella for a bit?" I asked as Bridget's thoughts filled with sadness.

"Yea, sure. Bella, no later than ten."

BPOV-

"So where are we going?" I asked after ten minutes of silence in Edward's Volvo. He was looking straight ahead the entire time, pretending to concentrate on the road.

"You'll see" He said calmly, although his clenched jaw didn't let up once.

"So what'd you think of 'Bridge.'" I asked, anxious to see if she showed any interest in him, which she most likely did-anyone who was blind or deaf still would fall for Edward.

His knuckles turned white-whiter than they already are-on the steering wheel and he turned to me, his eyes sad and confused.

"Bella, you know I love you, right?" Edward pleaded, all of his attention on me.

I didn't like where he was going with this. "Yes," I answered, warily, "of course I know that. Edward, what's going on?"

He shifted his eyes back to the road with the hurt look still on his face. "Bella, your sister-"

"-half-sister." I corrected.

"Well, Bridge" I grimaced as he call her by her pet name, "she's, a lot like you." He quickly said.

"Hmm, I guess, except her eye color and she's taller, and prettie-" I froze. "Oh, God, you like her! I shoulda known she would ruin everything. So, what does this mean for us? Do you not want us to get married anymore?"

"No! No, of course not." Edward replied quickly.

"No, you still want to get married or no you don't like her?"

"Both. Of course it's both. Bella, you're the only one I love. I don't find the slightest interest in her."

"Then what's this all about?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well," he began, "since you're half-sisters, I would assume your blood would be the same, almost identical to yours and…" he stopped talking making the problem obvious.

"So, she smells like me?"

Edward looked back at the road. "Yes," he answered flatly.

I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to do? What was I suppose to tell him; 'Oh Edward, you can kill her as long as you don't end up falling in love with her.' I was suddenly grateful I skipped dinner, or else it would be on Edward's dashboard right about now.

He noticed my hurt expression and looked at me with sympathetic eyes. "Oh, don't worry Bella, you smell better than her. You're scent was much stronger and appealing to me."

"But haven't you gotten used to it? My blood?"

"I'm not sure. I think I only got used to yours and with everyone else; their blood isn't as strong as yours so I don't have to try as hard to control myself. But since I never met Bridge before…"

"You're having trouble resisting her scent" I finished.

"Exactly."

"So, what does this mean?" I asked, my stress level reaching its high point. "Didn't you fall in love with me partly because of my blood?"

"No, Bella. You were intriguing to me and it lead towards attraction and sincerity." He said softly brushing the back of his hang along my cheek.

It took me a moment to realize that Edward couldn't read my mind either. "Wait, can you see her thoughts?"

A smile crept up on his face slowly. "Yes, you're the only one whose thoughts I cannot read…which would probably help me right now. Tell me, Bella, what are you thinking of?" He looked at me anxiously.

I felt a little smug, so Edward could read her thoughts. "I don't know. I want you all to myself, as in not sharing with my half-sister."

He then stopped at a dead end-we were going to our meadow. He took the keys out of the ignition and almost his entire body frame was over me. When I blinked my seat reclined about a foot down. "Then have me right here-right now."

I gulped and blood immediately rushed to my face. "Um…here?" I checked my surroundings, and it looked like this was going to be difficult in a car-for a human at least.

"Oh right." He was out of the Volvo in a millisecond, waiting for me to climb on his back.

When we got to our spot, he didn't say a single word. He sat down and patted the grass. I did as I was told-or gestured and sat beside him.

He grabbed my face with both hands as he pulled his lips to mine. One of his hands left my right cheek and slid under my shirt and onto my lower back-pulling me closer. His tongue was touching mine for the second time. It tasted better than the last time.

I heard a quiet groan escape from his lips as I took a small breath. That meant that he enjoyed the taste of me, of Bridget. She tasted the same. I then imagined her being in my spot and quietly pulled away.

After a moment of trying to catch my breath, I spoke. "Are you trying to prove something to me by doing this?"

"Bella: he sighed. "I want you. And I want you now." He continued kissing me again, as if I never interrupted.

I didn't want to pull away again, but I had to. "Edward, then please explain to me why you've changed your mind, right when my long lost half-sister decides to show up?

He shrugged. "Simply coincidental."

I had a hard time believing him. "Would you enjoy this as much if it were her in my place?"

"I highly doubt that." He smiled playfully before moving his lips against mine. I started unbuttoning his shirt as one of his hands held him up from crushing me onto the grass. His other hand went down to my stomach-caressing it gently. He then started unbuttoning my shirt as well and I noticed that he was shirtless.

I trace lines in each one of his abs while he planted kisses along my collarbone.

I felt so drowned in Edward that I couldn't think straight.

"Oh, Bella." Edward softly groaned. "Oh, Bridget." I froze.