OK, I'm back and have written chapter two. Thanx for the people that reviewed. The reviews made me smile . The Host is fabulous; you should all read it! Oh, and in the last sentence of Ch. 1, I meant to say kitchen door. I was exhausted last night when I wrote it, and didn't proofread well.
All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer; no copyright infringement intended.
Chapter 2 (Bella's POV)
"Dad?" I said as I walked slowly back into the kitchen. He was still sitting down, but he now was wolfing down a piece of pizza. He glanced up briefly at me, but then returned to his pizza. He finally finished it, and pushed back his chair. I sat down gingerly and took a few deep breaths.
"What's up Bells?" he asked.
"Um… I've got something to tell you," his expression didn't change, so I proceeded. "Well, um, a couple weeks ago, Edward asked me something." I stopped to gauge his expression, but it remained constant. Something wasn't right, but I couldn't place my finger on it. He would be acting really suspicious right now, and for a good reason. "Anyway… he asked me to marry him. And I said yes."
By now, Charlie's face had finally distorted. He was clearly upset, but he didn't seem surprised. "I know. I knew this would happen. But Bella, I need to ask you to consider saying no. I know you love Edward, and as much as I hate to admit it, he loves you too. But you're so young, Bells! You have your whole life ahead of you! And think of your mother and I. We loved each other too. But we ruined it by getting married too young. Look how we ended up! Do you really want to wreck your relationship with Edward because of this?"
He stopped then, because my face was absolutely ice cold. "Dad. There is nothing you can say to sway me from my choice. Edward and I are in a completely different situation from you and Mom. Besides, our wedding is being planned as we speak." I had to smile at this, thinking of Alice racing around, buying and arranging and planning. However, Charlie interrupted my thoughts.
"Bella, I don't know what to say. I am completely conflicted. At first I feel extremely mad that Edward should even dare to take you away from me after what he did to you. But then, when I stop to think, I remember how happy you two are together. And not just you; I can see that it would truly hurt him to lose you. And I know how anxious you are when you two aren't together. I really don't know what to do…"
His voice trailed off, though I suppose his thoughts continued silently. I stood up hesitantly, wondering if he was done, and he spoke again. "Bells, I'm not going to fight this. 18 is a young age to get married, but I trust you to do what's right with your life. If you think you're ready, then… congratulations." He sighed heavily, then stood up and walked around the table to me. He hugged me tentatively, and forced a smile. I smiled back, and then said, "Thanks, Dad, for letting it go like that. I thought you were going to be a lot madder, to be honest.
He rolled his eyes and mumbled something about how Edward had arranged something, but I hardly paid attention after he said Edward's name. I was reminded that he was waiting somewhere, wanting to know what Charlie had to say. I quickly excused my self, muttering something about being tired, and rushed silently up the stairs.
When I entered my room, it was dark, but I could make out something pale sitting in the rocking chair in the corner of my bedroom. I flicked on the light, and there he was, my beautiful, perfect angel. He was sitting there, frozen, but when I smiled at him the corners of his mouth turned up, and he was instantly beside me. I remembered back when I would be horribly startled by the sudden movement, and I laughed quietly.
"What's so funny?" He inquired softly, his soft musical voice like velvet floating around me. Every minute I spent with him felt like heaven. I just shook my head, not wanting to say anything and ruin the moment. He lifted me up and walked over to my bed, then placed me on it gently.
"Edward, I haven't gotten ready to go to bed yet!" I scolded, smiling. But he tucked me under the covers and lay down next to me. I snuggled up against his marble chest and closed my eyes. I was almost asleep when I thought of some of the more confusing points of the evening that I was hoping to clear up. "Edward… will you tell me what your business was now?"
He sighed. "So Charlie didn't tell you… Okay – don't be mad at me; promise!" I nodded against his chest. I could never stay mad at him; I was terrible at holding grudges. "Well, I talked to Charlie tonight." He hesitated, waiting for me to say something. When I didn't, he continued. "I didn't want him to get mad at you, so I talked to him about our engagement. I know you wanted to be the one to tell him, but I needed to get some things straightened out between the two of us. On the bright side, he doesn't completely hate my any more. I told him why I left… and I think he understood a little."
He looked so sheepish that I had to smile. "I'm going back on my promise; I'm horribly mad at you and I don't care if I never see you again." He laughed quietly at me, and wrapped his arms around me. "What exactly did you tell him though? I must say that I'm curious about that."
"Well, I told him that I didn't think I was good enough for you; how I wanted you to move on. He could hardly argue with that one. I even told him how I had thought you were dead and was going to… well you remember. I just didn't give him all the details. But he seemed genuinely to accept that I was, am, will forever be sorry that I could have ever thought of doing that to you. And I think he'll be okay with me from now on." When he finished, he sighed and buried his face in my tangled hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hid my face in his granite shoulder.
Sleep finally came to me, and I drifted into it happily. My dreams were very vivid tonight, as they usually were when I slept deeply enough to dream. Hehe that was sort of a line from The Host but you'll never know what it was really about if you don't read it
Edward and I were laying side by side in our meadow. The purple and white and yellow wildflowers danced around us in the breeze, and the sun glinted off Edward's sparkling bare chest. I rolled onto my side, all the better to look at him, and he kissed my forehead softly. "I love you, Edward." I whispered, and I knew that the not-dream Edward heard this too.
Then, something flashed in the trees behind Edward's back. I stared into the forest, but nothing else moved. When I looked back at Edward, all the happiness was gone from his face, and he was staring at me in horror. Rather, he was staring behind me. I quickly turned, but not quickly enough. Something grabbed me around the waist. I tried to unleash a scream, but someone's scorching hand clamped over my mouth. Whoever it was began to drag me toward the forest, away from my Edward.
Breaking away quickly from my dream, I sat up gasping. Edward was still there, of course, and he sat up too and wrapped his arms around me. "Bella, love, calm down. It was just a dream. Just a dream." He murmured softly in my ear. He gently rocked me back and forth in his arms, and I was finally relaxed enough to lie down once more. I didn't even remember the nightmare anymore.
Edward had eyes only for me, and tenderly tucked me under the covers again, and I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled up against him. I was almost asleep when I heard a noise. I didn't know what it was, since I was half unconscious, but I felt Edward's entire body tense up. I didn't hear the noise again, in fact, the room was completely silent. Edward didn't seem to be breathing. Then, I heard a horrible yell, something that jerked me into an upright position, gaping.
"What the hell is this?"
Hehe I'm so proud of the ending. Let me know what you think- PLEASE review! I have to go to volleyball (ugh, my coaches are evil) but I will right more as soon as I can, but it may be awhile since I'm getting kicked off the computer and I have to use an ancient crappy one. Ugh… Thanks for reading!