Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Stephanie Meyer does.
Author Note: This is ten years later. Bella is 28, married, and has one child; Chloe
BPOV
"Sweetie please, I am begging you, just TRY and cooperate, for once!" Jesus! I thought. This child I swear was the most stubborn little thing I had ever seen in my life!
"Mommy? If I PROMISE to be good can I not take a bath? I will be good I promise! I really do!" She looked so cute. But I knew if I let this slide now she would try and get me to cut her slack on everything. Parenting was hard. I ran my hand through my hair. "Listen sweetie you really do need to take a bath. But as a special treat I will let you use some of that good smelling bubble bath!"
"YES!" Chloe squealed with delight. She sprinted towards the bathrooms, taking off her clothes as she went. "Give me one second Chloe, Daddy is going to give you your bath tonight." "Ok!" Sher was still excited about her bubble bath so I knew she wouldn't mind.
I ran down the stairs, and walked into the living room. "Jared? Can you do me a favor?" I batted my eyelashes at him. I knew he couldn't resist it when I did that.
He took two large steps towards me and scooped me to his chest. He leaned in and whispered huskily in my ear "How can I be of service?" Now normally I would get chills, or kiss him, or something, but today I felt nothing. Zip. Nada. So I pulled away. "Can you give Chloe a bath? I am exhausted and need to sit." I gave him a weary smile. That was all I could manage nowadays. "Uh... Sure." He looked a bit offended. I felt kinda bad but I didn't feel like succumbing to the other side of marriage if you know what I mean.
He slowly ploded upstairs. I watched him go. He was an attractive, well off, educated man. I was lucky to have him. We lived in a beautiful house, had plenty of money, I was looking for a job, I had TIME for a job, we had a great little girl, and we were... we were... well I suppose I should say something like happy together, or very much in love.
Love.
I had been in love before. But that was my past. I moved on and so did he. Well he moved plain and simple. I hadn't seen him for nine years. So why did I still dream about his angel face? Why could I still here his voice?
I slumped down on a large comfortable La Z Boy recliner. It was old and worn and no matter how much err... convincing I did, Jared refused to give it up. It was very bachelor-ish but i didn't mind so much anymore. I liked to sleep here when me and Jared fought.
I slowly closed my eyes and allowed myself to remeber that day.
I did this every so often, and it killed me. But it killed me more that I might forget it.
He slowly and delicately pulled my face closer to his, as if I was a piece of fine china. Before I could register what was happening his lips were on mine. I was so surprised! I could barely think, my lips burned beneath his and electricity ran up and down my body. I wonder if he felt it to? Slowly my eyes closed and I began kissing him back. His lips were soft, cold, and unsure. It was intoxicating. If I could have kissed him forever I would have,but i was only human and I needed to breathe. He slowly pulled away, as if he never wanted to stop.
"When I look at you I see every wonderful thing a person can be." His voice was husky with passion and desire "I see a beautiful wonderful caring person, I see someone who I want to spend my life with, I see the person who stole my heart, I see someone who is everything I ever wanted and everything I ever needed, and I see some one who is much to good for me." His icy hand trailed down my neck, down my shoulders, down my back until it came to rest on my hip. His eyes were so pleading. "I love you." His said. He looked so unsure and sad but at the same time he looked so confident and sure. My heart raced, and my blood boiled.
I shivered at the memory. I could still remeber every detail of that day. Of that era of my life. When I knew the Cullens. Right after they had left Forks, i stayed in touch with Alice for a brief period of time. But that fell through after a year. Well actually I just stopped responding so eventually she stopped.
I opened my eyes and glanced down at my watch. 7:45. I hadnt had dinner yet. So I walked into the kitchen, and began searching for something I could eat.
I was never very hungry of late, and I knew it worried Jared. I knew a lot of things about me worried Jared.
I blindly reached into the pantry and came out with a bag of Sun Chips. Well I guess this would have to do for dinner.
I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. They were fairly heavy, so I assumed it was Jared.
I sat down at the kitchen table, and began nibbling on my makeshift dinner. Suddenly I felt strong arms wrap around me. "Chloe is bathed and in bed. She wants to say goodnight to you." "Alright." I said, my voice sounding flat even to my ears. "Wait!" HE said as he pulled me close to him. "What's wrong? You seem so... not alive lately. This has ben going on for a long time. You hardly even look at me, and when you do there is nothing in your eyes." Damn! He was more observent then i thought. I didn't want him to worry about me more then he already did.
"I'm fine love. Now let me go so I can say goodnight to Chloe." "Fine." he said his voice a perfect imitation of my flat tone. i slowly began my trip upstairs. I had no idea Jared had noticed! But he was right. I didn't feel alive these days. I felt...less. Everything that had once brought me joy, had no effect on me anymore. I was just slowly sleepwalking through life. Alone and loved.
I finally reached Chloe's room after what seemed like an eternity. She had turned her flowered covers into a cocoon around her. I walked over and kissed her pale forehead. "Goodnight sweetie. Mommy loves you." Her breathing was even and slow. She looked like a little angel when she was asleep. She had inherited her fathers platinum blonde hair, my plae skin, and my eyes. She was such a sweet little girl. She still brought me some happiness. So I suppose I wasn't completely unhappy.
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