This is chapter three! hope you like it, and please review, if you want too, lol.

Chapter 3

BVOP

"Please, please, please! Please say you forgive me!" Edward cried, begging on his knees.

He had told me that he needed to do something. Then he dropped to his knees, and I almost had a heart attack! I thought he was going to propose.

I stared at in shock, still freaked out.

"Please Bella! I love you so much. I only said those things so you could move on! I'll do anything to make you see that I truly do love you! Tell me what to do, and I'll do it!" He begged.

I thought for one second, knowing my answer.

"Kiss me," I breathed.

His lips were on mine instantly. This time, I deepened it slightly, and he returned my force immediately. I had to restrain myself from groaning. That would not help this beautiful situation. His hands gripped around my waist and pulled me closer. I tangled one of my hands in his hair, becoming lost in his bronze maze. What made this better, was the fact that he didn't have a shirt on. My lungs started to burn, meaning that I had to breathe.

He seem to notice my discomfort and broke the kiss. I gasped, as he placed sweet kisses down my neck.

"I love you, Bella," he whispered in my ear.

I knew what I had to say.

"I still love you, Edward," I replied.

He smiled his elegant crooked smile and took me in his arms. Then he placed me carefully in my bed.

"You really need to sleep," he stated as he tucked me in. "Wait here, I'll go get something for your... injury," he said, moving to leave, but I caught his shirt.

"Don't go," I whispered, tears starting to make their way into my eyes.

He look at me with a pained expression.

"Shh, Bella, love. I'll two seconds," he said, placing a lingering kiss on my forehead and vanished.

He was back before I had time to worry.

I smiled in relief.

"See, not even two seconds!" He said with a smug smile.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Can I just day one more thing?"

I nodded as he took his blood shirt from my arm. I couldn't even remember the reason why I tried to kill myself anymore. Now it seems stupid and childish when I think about it now.

"I have never stopped loving you. These last eight months have, literary, been hell for me. My family couldn't even be in the same room as me. I just curled up into a ball, wishing I was with you. Now that I see that I haven't done any good. Oh, and what happened to the promise that you made me?" He suddenly asked.

I ingored his question and concentrated on what he was doing. He was cleaning my cut and bandaging it up. He was breathing perfectly fine. He even had blood on his hands.

"How can you stand this?" I pointed to my blood.

"I guess I've lived without you for far too long, so maybe my reactions or senses have changed, being without my other half," he replied. I stroked the side of his face and he leaned into my hand. He suddenly stiffened.

"Charlie is about to get up; he's stirring. Go to sleep, I'll be back once he checks on you," he said, tucking me in.

He threw the dirty wash-towel in the hamper and threw scissors in the bin. I had completely forgotten about Charlie, and now I was annoyed that he was waking up, but also relieved because he would be leaving for work or fishing soon enough. That means more time with Edward.

"I'll be right back. Go to sleep. Now." He ordered.

I nodded as he jumped out my window and I immediately felt hollow again, like he had taken a piece of me with him. I quickly glanced at my alarm clock which said that 5.30AM. Wow, Charlie wakes up really early...

I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I heard the door open and close, which meant Charlie had checked on me, and would probably be gone in half and hour.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Edward asked, his lips at my ear. I jumped at the closeness.

He chuckled in response.

"How am I supposed to sleep?" I asked, sitting up.

"It's Saturday! You should be having a sleep in," he replied, lifting an eyebrow.

I snorted. "Like you would know anything about sleep ins!"

He rolled his eyes. "I watch TV."

We talked for ages, I explained what happened with Jacob and I, how he left me. I swear I heard him hiss. Then he talked about how Jasper had to isolate himself from everyone because he couldn't deal with all the sorrow and grief. For a very long time, he hated himself, and he still has those days where he does. He felt extremely bad for trying to kill me.

Edward had convinced me to go to sleep, it was already 9.30 AM. But about an hour after, I was awoken by his phone vibrating in his pocket.

"Who was it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and looking out at the clouds.

"I don't know, I was too busy watching you sleep to answer her," he said. I took his head and placed a lingering kiss on his lips.

"Aww, how cute!" A baby-high voice from the window.

This was not good.

Okay, tell me what you think, who could it be?