(A/N Yay! I'm excited about this chapter! Just a warning: Dark/possessive Edward ahead so…yeah xD)

Disclaimer: I'm not SM. I do not own Twilight...but I do own Edward! :D

SM: No you don't! I do! Right Edward?

Edward: Well..yeah….

Me: :( Shut up, I own!

Edward: Can't you two just…

SM & Me: Shut Up!

Edward: 0o … (backs away slowly until in the woods then runs away at full speed)

SM: (Sighs) I guess we could share…temporarily.

Me: xD Okay! (runs into the woods to find Edward) Edward! It's me, come back!

(A/N Sorry I'm very strange and I couldn't help myself… anyways I hope you enjoy this chapter!)

Chapter 2: Underground haven

I walked further down the hallway until it was a dead end. When I turned around, I heard a creak on the floor. I stopped in my tracks. I felt a pull to figure out what was there. I lifted up the edge of the carpet. I sighed…nothing. Right as I was putting the carpet back down something caught my eye. The one floor board was lifted slightly. I moved the floor board that wasn't attached, only placed in there, and saw a trap door. I took a bobby pin out of my hair and picked the lock…I learned a thing or two being on my own. It opened, though it would be a tight squeeze. I shimmied through the door and found myself in complete darkness.

I put my hands on either side of me to feel around. It felt like marble. I marble hallway underneath the opera house? Surely the rest of them didn't know about this. I continued walking until I reached what felt like a door. I opened it, and walked into another dark hallway. I sighed but kept going, until this time when I reached a door, and through a crack I could see dim light, and could faintly hear piano music. It sounded beautiful. I opened the door a crack. I stood there for about ten minutes, completely in shock by the epicness of the music. When the song was over I heard the crack of someone moving a piano bench.

"It isn't polite to eaves drop, Isabella." My mouth fell open. It was the voice I've been hearing. I eagerly opened the door. The man who stood before me was so shockingly wonderful that there could have been a bomb attack right outside the Opera House and I wouldn't have noticed. He was an angel, no question about it. His bronze hair was in a disarray around his pale face, and his eyes were a surprising gold color. He wore a white mask, that hid half his face. The only thing that bothered me was the haunting expression he wore. I would do anything to make my angel smile. And there I was sure that he was my angel. I still felt the need to ask, out of politeness.

"Are you my angel of music?" He cracked a smile…breath taking.

"I've been called many things. Monster, 'Phantom of the Opera', but never angel, my dear. If by your 'angel of music' you mean someone that will help you with your singing, then yes. I guess you could say that I'm your angel of music." I was frozen. I remember Alice going on about how mad she was because people were making up stories about a something called 'Phantom of the Opera'. She thought they were just to scare people. She had heard legends about the phantom but never believed them, neither did I until now. Suddenly I was in pair of strong, cold arms. She was literally swept off her feet. I looked up and locked eyes with my angel. A strange current passed through me. I shuddered, while staring up into the soft eyes of this eccentric Adonis. He smile loving at me.

"I've only ever dreamed of holding you Bella. Look around, this is not my home it's our home. Come here when ever you would like." I did as he said and looked around. It was outstanding. Half of this room was shallow water with a small boat that pointed towards a dark hallway that was like stream. I wonder where that lead. The angel grabbed my hand and pulled me to a giant king sized bed that sat on a platform in the shallow water. The angel, still carrying me, leaped across the water and set me down on the bed. Oh my…the bed was the most comfortable thing I have ever rested upon. The angel smiled as I sighed in comfort and snuggled deeper into the bed.

"I'm glad you like it. I got it just for you." I turned and looked at him.

"Don't you sleep?" I don't know why that's the question I chose to voice. It should have been, 'How did you know I was coming?', or 'How do you know who I am?', or even 'Why are you inside my head?' He laughed.

"No I don't sleep." I cocked my head to the side.

"Ever?" He smiled softly.

"Never." That's strange…

"Do you have insomnia, or something?" He chuckled and shook his head.

"No." Then he leaned forward and my breathing stopped.

"You are beautiful Isabella Swan." I blushed and looked down. He thought I was beautiful? I lifted my hand and touched the mask.

"Why do you wear a mask?" His grip tightened on my hands.

(EPOV/Phantom of the Opera)

Her delicate fingers brushed against my mask.

"Why do you wear a mask?" I couldn't answer her. It was frustrating, and my grip tightened on her hands. I wore the mask, because if a women saw me without it then she would be under my spell forever. I didn't want to have Bella under a spell. I didn't want to take her will away. It wasn't fair to my love. She had to be in love with me before I took it off, or else the spell would entrance her forever.

"Please understand that I can't take this off yet. I will soon, love." She looked down, and she appeared deep in thought. I put my fingers under her chin, and made her look at me.

"What are you thinking about?" I could read minds, but oddly I couldn't read Bella's. I've always wanted to know what she was thinking.

"How do you know who I am?" She wasn't angry, and I was very thankful for that, but she was curious.

"I've known who your were since you were but the age of seven. You used to live with your father in Forks. When he…passed you went to live with your mother. Now you're here, living with your best friend, and god parents."

"That still doesn't answer the question. How have you known me since I was seven, though I don't have the faintest clue, who you are?" I couldn't explain it fully yet. Soon I would be able to tell her everything.

"I have lived here for a very long time, Isabella. I know everyone that passes in and out of here. You just happened to catch my interest so much more than the others. I watched you while you lived here, and when you moved I occasionally checked on you to make sure you were safe. I just want to make sure you stay safe is all. Please don't be angry with me", I begged. I couldn't stand it if she hated me. She seemed surprised, but thankfully still not angry.

"Why would I catch your interest?" She seemed honestly confused. I laughed. So modest.

"Do you honestly not see how fantastic you are? How could I not adore you? Every time I heard you sing I felt more and more bounded to you. Every time you would help out your friends, or stick up for someone I came to admire you more and more. Every time I saw you cry I want to run to you and pull you into my arms and do whatever it would take to make the pain go away. Your personality, you beauty, everything about you draws me in. I love everything about you, Isabella. I love you, Isabella." She stared shocked at me, and it seemed her words ran dry. I smiled and caressed her face with my hand.

"You don't have to love me now. It's hardly fair that I got a head start in getting to know you. I swear you will get to know me, but for now just let me love you." I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. She blushed and looked down. I pulled her chin up to look at me.

"What is it?" She smiled at me.

"It's just that I've never had anyone say something like that to me before. It's all so new. I don't know how to react to it." I smiled lovingly at her. She was so sweet and innocent. I brushed my thumb against her cheek.

"You don't have to respond, my dear. Just feel."

(BPOV)

I closed my eyes and laid back on the pillow, feeling the exhaustion. I felt someone lay next to me and rest their head against mine. I couldn't wrap my head around his feelings for me. I was emotionally represent, and plain. Just a Plain Jane. I was so awkward…in high school there were boys that would ask me out and I would stutter and stumble. I would make some pathetic excuse then apologize five million times. And here was this amazing Adonis stroking my hair, and telling me he loves me. It was weird. Questions were running through my mind; Who was this man? Where was his family? How did he find this place? What was his name? What was he? I knew he wasn't simply human. He was…something but not human. I opened my eyes and looked to the side, seeking out his face. Since his head was resting against mine, when I turned around my nose was against his. He smiled, and stroked my hair. I smiled at him.

"Yes, my Bella?" The way he said 'my, Bella' made me shiver at the his possessive tone.

"I was wondering how you found this place?" He smiled again, and shrugged.

"I made this place, Isabella." My mouth dropped open.

"You made this place? That's…impossible. How?" He smirked. He lifted up his hands in front of him.

"These hands Bella. That how." Those hands…Bella! You don't even know his name! Hold off on the fantasies till you can call him something other than 'angel' I scolded myself. As if reading my thought, or the distant expression on my face, he smirked. He put his hands on either side of my face. He leaned forward, then stopped with his lips brushing against mine. He looked up into my eyes. I gasped at the desire I saw.

"May I please kiss you Bella?" I nodded, and shut my eyes. Suddenly his lips crashed onto mind and his hands slid into my hair. My eyes must have popped out of my head. I felt the small current from before rise to an unbearable shock of electricity. I deepened the kiss, unable to resist. He put his hand behind my head pushing my head closer to him. He started kissing down my cheek to my neck. Up and down my neck. He gasped and looked me intensely into my eyes. He grabbed my neck and started sucking on the skin there.

"P-Please…make…me s-stop, Bella. Tell me…to stop", he gasped between kisses. I arched against him.

"I don't want you to." He growled and continued sucking on my neck.

"Bella", he groaned helplessly. I put my hands in his hair.

He looked up into my eyes, and I was surprised that his had gone black. His eyes turned sad and he gently pushed me away from him and back down onto the bed. I pouted, and he smiled at me.

"In time, my Bella. We have time for that, but I can't let myself get out of control or I might have my way with you now." I gulped, while he smirked evilly. He picked me up, and leaped across the water. He sat me down on the piano bench, and then sat down next to me. He started playing a classic operatic song, that I'm sure everyone knew the words to. He turned to me.

"Sing, Bella. Sing for me." He wasn't asking, he was demanding. So I started singing. By the time I hit the highest note I think I've ever hit, Edward was beaming and his eyes were shinning. We did this for about twenty more minutes until I realized that Alice would be done with her lesson in five minutes. I stopped singing and Edward stopped playing. He turned to me with a confused expression. I took his hand.

"I have to go, angel." His face turned from confused to sad, with a hint of anger. He grabbed onto my wrist.

"Why?" He demanded. I looked down guiltily, and he pushed my chin up with his fingers.

"My friend Alice will be looking for me and I don't want her to worry." His eyes softened. His grip loosened.

"I don't want you to go", he whispered.

"I don't want to go…but I have to. I promise I will come back, if you want me to." He smiled at me, and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back as tightly as possible. He pressed his lips to my temple, holding them there while we embraced.

"I love you, my Isabella. I love you." It was strange, I only met him two hours ago and yet I felt as if I loved him too. Maybe I did...I don't know. So I voiced it.

"I love you, too." He grinned from ear to ear.

"Are you serious, or just trying to make me feel like the luckiest man on earth?" My eyes softened. He made me feel so important. I kissed his cheek.

"I think I'm serious", I said hesitantly. I was only hesitant because I had only known for two hours. It seemed to me that it was impossible to fall in love in two hours. But I had never been in love. How should I know? He chuckled, stood up, and offered me his hand. I took it and he helped me up. I can't explain why I feel so comfortable with him. I sighed, frustrated with myself. He pulled me against him and his arm snaked around my back. He begun to lead me though the hallways, now and then pressing his lips to the side of my head. We got up to the trap door and he lifted me up and out of there. When he was out he locked and covered it back up, and took me back to the stage. He suddenly smirked at me.

"Can you explain to me how you unlocked the trap door, Bella?" I smiled sheepishly.

"I had to on my own for a while I lived with my mother's friend. She didn't do anything for me. I did all the cooking and cleaning and she would 'accidentally' lock me out of the house sometimes. I had to fend for myself." His face was pained and his eyes were sad.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that." His voice was so sincere that I knew it wasn't like the other apologies that I heard constantly from people. They said their apologies because they felt obligated to. They really had no idea what I went through. Then another question hit me. I turned to him.

"I just realized I don't even know your name." He smiled. He kissed my cheek and stood up.

"My name is Edward. Edward Masen. I'm sure everyone here only knows me as 'Phantom of the Opera' though. Don't let their stories get to you. I'm not that horrible", he said chuckling. I heard a door creak open and Alice bidding her dance teacher 'goodbye'. Edward smiled at me, kissed my cheek again, and then he was gone. How the heck did he leave so fast? I stared where he once stood in shock.

"Bella! I'm sorry I took so long? So what did you get into why I was gone?" I heard her yell as she made her way to me. I slowly turned my head, and faced her. Her forehead creased with worry.

"Bella, what's wrong? You look as if you have just seen a ghost!…Wait no! It was the 'Phantom of the Opera' right? Hope he didn't give you too much trouble."

"What are you talking about?!"

"Geez, Bella. It was a joke. You okay?" Was I? Was I going crazy? Did all that really just happen?

"So you didn't answer my question, missy! What did you get up to while I was gone?" Think Bella! Make something up! If you tell her the truth, she'll think you've gone mental!

"I…uh…played piano and practiced a new song I wrote, then I wondered around for a bit." There that was close enough that the truth. She eyed my skeptically.

"Are you sure you didn't see the phantom? Cause your acting mighty jumpy." I knew she was still joking but I couldn't help the automatic response that sounded from my lips.

"No! Me…seeing the phantom…that's funny. I thought you didn't believe in the phantom, Alice?" Her eyes widened.

"Relax Bella. Come on! Let's go home and then we can watch movies like we used to all the time when we were thirteen!" I couldn't help but smile at me hyper friend. I walked to her and she linked her arm with mine. She started skipping out the door and I laughed.

"Love you Bella!"

"Love you too Alice." She skipped, with her arm linked in mine, all the way home. Such a funny character.

When we got to the house I couldn't stop thinking about Edward. His smooth pale skin, his soft gold eyes, his mask, his lips. I licked my lips just thinking about him. He was also kind, and caring, and extremely talented. He was so unexpected. I wanted to stay away from new stuff when I moved here. I just wanted to get through it all, and pray that I wouldn't curl up in a corner and cry every night. This…this came right out of the blue. I wasn't sure if I loved him yet, though, and he was very understanding about that too. Its just that didn't you have to know a person before you could love them? Sure I knew small things, but the important stuff, he told me I would 'know in time'. He knew all about me, and somehow I couldn't make myself be creeped out by the fact that he watched me. I thought that it was sort of sweet how he wanted to protect me…yeah I know. I'm aware that I sound mental, but I feel safe with him. That is what I did for the entire rest of the movie. Alice would make a comment or two now and then but I would just say 'mhm' or 'I know'. When the movie was over, Alice could see something was up with me, and made me sit on her bed facing her.

"Bella, I'm your best friend. Tell me what is going on?" I looked down and Alice sighed. When I looked up her eyes were watery and she was pouting.

"Please?"

"You'll think I'm insane." She smiled, smelling a victory.

"I already do, but it's okay Bella. You know that you can tell me anything. You're my best friend, and whatever you say I'll believe you." I smiled at her and hugged her tightly. I took a deep breath and readied myself.

I told Alice everything. From the voice I heard inside my head, to finding out that the voice was the 'Phantom of the Opera' to the part where I found his, or excuse me our home. Though I wouldn't tell her where it was. I didn't want the whole world to know. She kept an open expression all the way through, except on the part when I told her that I made-out with him then she smirked. When we were done, I put my head in my hands. I was ready for someone to stick a needle in me and throw me in a padded cell, but Alice just grabbed me into the tightest hug I've ever experienced. I looked up at her and she was beaming. Okay, maybe Alice and I could share a cell.

"Bella! This is amazing! It's so…unbelievable! It's like it hoped right out from a fairy tale! I'm so excited!" I stared with amazement at my best friend. She was such a good friend. She made me feel so much better about this. Like maybe I wasn't crazy, but if I was then Alice was too and I'm glad I wouldn't have to be crazy alone.

"Thank you, Alice! You made me feel so much better about this." She smirked.

"What?"

"Are you going to see him tomorrow?"

"I…don't know. Why?" She shrugged.

"Just curious. Make sure you fill me in on the naughty parts when I see you again." I blushed.

I told her goodnight, and Alice reassured me that I'm not crazy. She said 'Stranger things have happened'. I would like to see something stranger than this. With a promise that she still loved me, and that she wouldn't tell anyone, we parted.

I went to my room, and turned the t.v on. I watched a couple good shows, then the news came on. I was prepared to turn it, but the headline 'Mother of three dies of Leukemia' My eyes widened. My day was good, not this again. My tears started to flow as I watched the kids in the family sobbing. By the time they were talking about how long she had Leukemia before it killed her, I was sobbing my eyes out. Why did I have to be reminded everywhere I go? Then it moved to the next story and I got way worse. 'Officer gunned down and killed' jumped out at me from the television. I cracked…Was this some kind of sick joke? I yanked the plug of the t.v and curled up in the corner of the room and sobbed.

I felt something cold snake around my back. I looked up to see gentle gold eyes. At the moment I didn't care how he got here, or how he knew he should come, I just latched onto him for dear life. He picked me up, and set us down on my bed. He held me, and kissed my head, and said things like 'Please don't cry' and 'I've got you, your okay' and 'Everything will be fine'. He kept repeating over and over that he loved me. We sat there like that for what seemed like hours. My sobs were turning into sniffles. He rubbed my back, and nuzzled my hair.

"I-I'm so s-sorry, Edw-ward." He pulled me back to look at me, with an incredulous expression.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. Whenever you need to let it out, just let it go. Don't apologize for having emotions. I will always be here when you need me." I rested my head back onto his chest.

"Thank you, Edward", I whispered kissing his chest. He stroked my hair.

"Your welcome, angel." He rocked us back and forth, as to relax me. My eyes were getting heavy and my breathing was slowing. I held in the yawn, and fought to could my eyes open.

"Go to sleep Isabella", he demanded, with a disapproving frown.

"I don't want to." He frowned again. He pulled me back to look at him.

"Your tired and you need to sleep it off", he said softly. I sighed.

"I don't want to sleep."

"So stubborn. Guess it's part of your charm." I smiled, and cuddled up further to his chest. His arms tightened around me. It felt a bit possessive rather then comforting, but I shrugged it off.

I couldn't stifle the next yawn.

"Go to sleep", he demanded again. I sighed, resigned.

"Fine…Edward?"

"Yes, love?" I looked up at him.

"Stay with me?" He smiled, happily down at me.

"Of course", he answered. I snuggled into him more, and he put his fingers under my chin and made me look up to him. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips to mine softly, making my heart thud unevenly. He chuckled and pulled me closer to him as he pulled a blanket over me.

"Goodnight, myBella." As much as I felt a pull to him, the way he said 'my Bella' frightened me. His actions and words were always so possessive.

"Night, Edward." He smiled and pressed his lips into my neck. I froze, but he kept them there…the whole night. This whole day had my mind running around in a frenzy, I was so confused. I finally fell asleep, and didn't realize that tomorrow would be a very, very strange and long day.

To Be Continued…

(A/N Hit or miss? Don't you love creepy, possessive Edward? I do! xD Things you liked and didn't like? Suggestions are always helpful…and reviews make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside so REVIEW!!! Please? :D)