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Confrontation

As we were walking down the cobbled street I could smell the bakers cooking their fresh bread. I could hear the birds chirping in the tall trees, and, I could almost taste the sweet flower scents as we walked into the flower shop. "I'll have this bouquet please", my mother said picking a large bouquet out of a bucket half filled with water. "of course" replied the young woman from behind the counter. Whilst my mother paid for the flowers, I couldn't help but look around the little shop, the happy atmosphere was one that didn't seem natural to me lately. Everyone in the shop seemed full of joy and I wondered what my mother and I looked like to the outsiders that didn't know our story. I wondered if they thought why I always looked so sullen or, why my mother, who was once one of the most beautiful women in town, now looked haggard and sick always tired.

"Mr Mason", I heard a surprised little voice from behind me. As I looked around a petite girl with wild curly brown hair was staring back at me. She wore a grin from ear to ear on her face, Jessica Stanley. A very chatty girl, but not at all interesting. I can't understand what it is, but, I can't help feel aggravated or uncomfortable in Jessica's presence. Maybe it was because as soon as she was old enough Jessica always showed interest in me. However, I couldn't possibly retaliate in the same way, she's quite shallow, a lot like the other girls not at all original.

"Miss Stanley how do you do? And, please call me Edward".

"I'm very well thank you…Edward", She hesitated before saying my name, my mother was now walking towards , I could tell that she was ecstatic, just like she was whenever I made contact with the opposite gender. My mother, especially approved of Jessica, I never really understood why. "Jessica, hello", my mother chimed, kissing Jessica on both cheeks.

"Mrs Mason, how are you?", I saw Jessica analyse my mother I could see her make a quick grimace and then smoothed her face back. "I'm fine, thank you for asking, and I hear someone is getting a bit of attention from a certain Mr Newton, will I be attending a wedding soon?", I looked up as soon as my mother said this, it had only been a week since we attended Angela and Benjamin Cheeney's wedding, where Jessica had asked me if I was intending on asking someone for their hand.

Jessica's grin had become impossibly huge and I could tell she saw the surprised that filled my face, my mother started laughing weakly, "Yes, Edward you've missed your chance", I smiled at my mother, Jessica answered all too quickly.

"Well it's not for definite and I'm not sure he will ask me at all", she spoke to my mother, but I knew it was directed at me. My mother glanced at me to say something, a minutes silence went by and with a gasp my mother broke it. "Well, I think he is absolutely absurd not to ask, don't you Edward?", Jessica turned to stare at me once my mother had said this. Before I could say anything, I got very distracted behind Jessica I could see a young woman briskly walking from the market place, right behind her I saw a tall dark haired man, with a very muscular build. It happened so fast, all I could see was him grab her arm shout then throw her to the floor. I quickly dashed out of the flower shop, running across the cobbled road. "STOP", I shouted, the girl whimpered across the road, her dress dragging underneath her. I glanced from her back to the dark haired man "How dare you speak or touch a lady in such a manor", I shouted, totally shocked, I had never witnessed a man attack or even raise his voice to a woman before, it was absolutely outrageous.

"I suggest that you sir mind your own business, and I will take pity on you this time you were only being a gentleman coming to the aid of this very little girl", he sneered. By this time my mother and Jessica were both standing outside of the shop watching the awful display. I could hear Jessica's gasps and the other viewers were mumbling to each other. "Apologise to her, now", I demanded him through gritted teeth. I started to feel the anger bubble inside me just waiting to explode, blood rushed from top to bottom of my body, my breathing began to get deeper louder. I felt my face change shades of colour. "There's no point looking for anything with her boy, the ugly witch will have no wealth once her dying dad is dead", a smug expression crossed his evil face.

I couldn't help it, the anger that I tried to control was suddenly like a volcano that had erupted, it erupted out of me. My fist suddenly smashed straight into the middle of his face, I only had to hear one loud crack. He fell backwards only just managing to gain his balance. "My nose, you broke it", he murmured holding his face, the dark red liquid started to seep through his fingers. "I swear to you, if you don't apologise to this girl the consequences will be a lot worse", I warned pointing at him. "Sorry", he mumbled looking over my shoulder, he then took one last glance at me and stalked of back into the market place.

I turned to see her properly now, she'd already stood up and took two steps towards me. The tears were streaming down her small petite face. Her chocolate brown eyes caught the gaze of my green ones. She had beautiful brown hair flowing down her back just past her shoulders. I had never had an encounter with this type of beauty before. I was stunned. Her lips were slightly parted and I waited for her to speak , I couldn't help but admire how her light blue dress complimented her pale skin colouring. "Thank you" she said wiping the tears from her wet cheeks, she whispered so only I could hear, but I thought she sounded almost embarrassed. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?", I asked, taking a step forward and placing my hand on her shoulder. She glanced at me for a moment and smiled "I'm fine thank you for what you did for me I'm very grateful", I couldn't help but stare at the way her lips moved, beauty like this should only exist in fairy tales.

I was dazzled by her smile and hypnotic eyes. "I'm terribly sorry for causing you all this trouble, you shouldn't have done that, are you okay?", I suddenly broke from my concentration on her so I could answer her quizzing look.

"don't worry, I'm fine and a man shouldn't treat a woman like that don't worry anyone would have done it", I tried to look at her reassuringly.

"No they wouldn't and didn't so thank you again", she gave me another smile.

" It's fine, I'm Edward Mason I don't believe we have met".

"Oh no we haven't I'm-"

"Oh dear are you okay, it's a good job my son got there when he did", my mother grabbed her shoulders and gave her one good look up and down cutting her off from giving me her name.

"I'm fine really and I am very lucky that Edward came when he did", she said my name and it sounded so natural like breathing.

Jessica came over and put one hand on my shoulder, "That was very heroic of you", I looked at her and smiled but otherwise ignored her comment, I saw the look she gave the magnificent girl I just saved, it was one of jealousy or at least one that was a warning to stay away.

I put my full attention to the girl, our gazes met and I said, "You were about to tell me your name", she bowed her head and smiled.

"oh my dear, are you not Miss Swan, Charlie swans daughter?", my mother asked, I suddenly felt as if something had hit me on the head, this was the girl who's whole life was crashing down upon her, she was losing everyone. When my mother and I lost my father, we were broken my mother totally and forever changed, but to look at this girl, she was beautiful that wasn't even the word there was no comparison for her beauty. I was suddenly not only dazzled by her looks but by her strength she must be dying inside but is obviously keeping herself together. She was different from all the girls in town I could tell. Then, I suddenly realised she was no mere girl, but a woman. A stunningly beautiful strong woman.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm Isabella Swan, but you can call me Bella".

Well that's it for this chapter ppl again thx for all the reviews and id really like some more just so I know its worth writing more of this story again im sorry if you didn't like this chapter still r&r though pls just so I know wat you think thanks Mizzy xx