A/N: Okay, just a quick one before I start so I don't annoy you guys. There was one person confused with this so I will explain quickly. When the writing changes (i.e going from 'I' to 'Bella' or 'she') this is going to be past tense. So in the last chapter, it started telling how we hadn't seen ear or tail end of Edward in a week, and then it switches (there's a line, people) to what she did in that past week. I did use this again here. Let me know in your review if you think it necessary for me to warn you here before I use it, I promise I will. Shutting up now! Enjoy!

BPOV

Sitting in my room alone at a time like this was the hardest thing I could think of to do. Ever. This morning when I hopped up into my truck, in the usual daze that had engulfed my life in the last week, I discovered a small piece of paper waiting for me there.


My dearest Bella,

She nearly collapsed there, immediately knowing who it was from, and the fact that it sounded a lot like the beginning of a letter someone would give before they were leaving.

I will be in your room at ten tonight. If you don't want me to come, close your window. I won't fight with you.

Hope to see you later,

Edward

Suddenly Bella's day was looking brighter. Edward was obviously back in town and she would see him tonight. She felt like screaming his name to the nothingness around her. Being without him for so long was torture, and Bella hoped she'd never experience it again.

School passed in a blur, like the past week. But this was a drastically different blur. This week had been swallowed in a haze from loneliness, sorrow, and pain. She had kept her mind busy only so that the hole would not return and take over her as it had before. This blur was a blur of joy, relief, and anticipation. She wanted to go home and wait for him there. She wanted to bounce uncontrollably when thinking of him. She wanted to seek him out and kiss him and tell him she loved him. She wanted him.


When school finally ended, I cooked a quick and desirable dinner for him and cleaned up the house as much as humanly possible in a few hour period.

I read the note over and over again, despite my memorizing it hours earlier. Looking to the clock on my nightstand, I took note that it was nine-thirty. He wouldn't be coming until ten, so I decided to take a quick shower. I grabbed my bag and walked to the bathroom. I closed the door quietly behind me and moved to turn the water on. After letting it heat up, I stepped in and worked on relaxing myself. Fifteen minutes of this passed, and I considered it futile, turning the water off. I dressed in my pajamas and sat back down on the bed. I looked at the clock again. '9:52' it read. The minutes passes sluggishly as I opened my window and sat back down to tap my foot impatiently.

At exactly ten, he climbed in through my window and stood, unmoving. I did the same, sitting on my bed. In this time of silence, I looked over his person. His hair was glued to his face from the rain, and his mouth was completely expressionless. He wore a long sleeved navy blue shirt that seemed to only further make his spectacularly muscular body more known, and looses khaki pants. I moved back up to look at his eyes, and they scared me the most. His eyes, despite the week and comparatively small amount of my blood taken, held flecks of red amongst the gold. His eyes held hurt and confusion and what looked like distrust in himself.

It had now been roughly three minutes, and neither of us had said anything. The silence moved on until I was ready to snap under pressure.

"Edward" I whispered. He smiled and I stood, causing him to take a careful step backwards. I frowned, obviously hurt. He mirrored my expression and took a carefully planned step towards me while staring at the ground.

I wanted him so much. I wanted him to hold me and soothe me and tell me it was all right. I wanted to breathe him and feel him and know he was mine. I wanted all of this, and he wouldn't come closer than a few feet. Throwing caution to the wind, I bolted to his grasp and shoved my face into his clothing, taking a deep breath and losing everything. Everything except him. Despite my assumptions, he did not move me. He just let me wrap myself into him and be happy. I smiled against him as he wrapped his arms, still oh so carefully, around my head. I felt his stomach move as he chuckled and I took a slight step back to look at his face.

A/N: Okay, well I wasn't planning on adding another chapter tonight, but you've convinced me otherwise. I hung out with a few friends for five hours today and then came home and babysat for another three hours, so I was most definitely pooped. It's two and I'm ready to go to bed, but I'm being generous.

Thank you, again, to my wonderful reviewers. The list grew this time around!

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