Neverfading

Neverfading

By: Mitternachto

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Neverfading – Chapter 2 – Poker

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I laughed as Edward dropped me on the couch in his room. It had been great to visit the meadown with him, but I was starting to get tired. And it wasn't even dinnertime yet. Besides, I had decided to try my best to stay up late – I didn't want Edward to be bored because of my human weaknesses. Such as me being tired.

Edward sat down on the couch next to me, his arm around my shoulders. His other hand was playing with a lock of my hair. He pulled me closer to him, as his lips started to wander from my cheek, over my lips and stopped at my forehead, where he placed a kiss. Gazing into my eyes, he started to sing my lullaby, very low and quiet, but still loud enough for me to hear it. He knew I was tired. And I really couldn't stop my eyes from becoming heavy.

Still singing, he placed me in a horizontal position on the couch, my head resting on one of the sofapillows. His beautiful voice seemed to fade out as I fell into sleep. In my dream he kept singing for me.

I woke up as someone slammed open the door to Edwards room. It was Alice again, and I tried to sit up. But Edward held me down.

"What?" He asked.

"Are you up for some poker?" she replied.

"Poker?"

Alice nodded and smiled. "Rosalies suggest. She wanted to do something with all of us, now that she's having a fight with Emmett."

I reacted to those words. "She's fighting with Emmett?"

A beautiful laughter filled the room as Alice started to giggle.
"She's mad at him because h eran off to La Push before. Of course, Jasper did that too, but I mean, they've got their own free will, they can do whatever they want to without me and Rose disturbing."

Edward raised an eyebrow "It didn't sound like that a few hours ago".

Alice shook her head "Oh, I know, but I changed my mind when I saw what they were really doing in La Push."

Now I became curious. "What'd they do?"

"They were playing baseball. With the werewolves. Guess they are tired of playing with the family constantly" Alice winked.

I couldn't help myself from laughing.

Later on that night, we all gathered around the Cullens kitchen table. Everyone wanted to join, and it seemed to become an entertaining night, especially since I was full of energy after my nap.

To be honest, I'm not very good at poker, I barely understand the rules. Still it was very funny, with Emmett joking with everyone, Alice and Edward deeply concentrating in baeting each other with their respective talents, Esme staring at them - constantly telling them not to cheat, which they completely ignore.

I had a great time sitting there, watching them. They were like the family I'd never had but alwys longed for. My wish for becoming one of them grew stronger for every visit in their home, and soon it would be pretty unstoppable.

Edward was still not too happy about having to change me, but I knew that when the time came, he wouldn't regret it. I wanted it so badly.

"Bella, come one, don't freak me out like that." Emmett grinned.

I found myself staring at him, and I quickly shook my head. "Sorry,

I was… thinking."

Emmett laughed again "About me? Wow, Edward, I think you've got a rival".

Edward threw him a mock mean look, and Rosalie did the same thing to me.

I blushed. Even if it was a joke, Rosalie sure didn't find it very funny.

"I - I've gotta to go the..uh… bathroom" i replied, and left the table. Not only wanted I to leave the embarrassing atmosphere behind me for five minutes, I also really needed to use a toilet. I could hear Emmett from the room, laughing and saying something that sounded like "See, Rose? She's Royal Straight Flushing me. Down the toilet.".

Rosalie giggled.

I sighed. Good, I didn't want Rosalie to be angry at me. Angrier.

I turned left in the hallway, and started to giggle at Emmetts latest sentence. Maybe it was because I was still tired, or maybe somethign else, but I found the words very funny. So funny that I didn't notice where I was going, and – surprise, surprise – I tripped. I staggered, trying to avoid to fall to the ground, and bumped right into a wall covered by a bright red curtain. I expected a pain in my shoulder as I smashed in it, but it didn't come. Instead, I fell through the curtain into what seemed to be… a hidden corridore.

A.N.

Short chapter, and SORRY for cliffhangers and my none-existing knowledges of Poker rules. Sorry… Thanks for commenting, it helps so much!