Chapter Three,

Moonlight Sonata

(Edward POV)

I stayed positioned in front Bella's house, contemplating with myself. I stood there for what seemed like a long time, thinking. I glanced at the time on my cell phone – twelve o'clock, exactly. The moon was bright and full, and lightened the front of Bella's house considerably. I stared at her open window, listening to the faint murmur of her heartbeat and the obnoxious snoring of Charlie. Should I really do this; was it right? I groaned to myself, my heart conflicting with the common sense of my mind.

Before I could think anymore – I knew I would be sitting in front of her house all night, if I did try to think this through logically – I swiftly and effortlessly jumped into Bella's window. I held my breath, hoping that it would calm the lure of her blood. I shuddered – how could I even dare to think about killing Bella? I felt like such a monster being here, watching Bella sleep.

But I can't say I'm not glad I went.

Bella looked so defenseless, so…I thought for a moment, trying to conjure the right word. Beautiful wouldn't cut it. Her motionless body, sleeping so calmly, seemed amazing for me. Moonlight was shining vibrantly, streaming through her window, illuminating her small room. She rustled in her sleep, and I slipped into a darkened corner that wasn't hit by the glow.

I scanned my eyes over the small room, and spotted a rocking chair, on the opposite side of the room. I walked quietly over to it, as to not disturb the sleeping Bella, and summarily sat down. I rocked back, studying her immobile figure. I marveled at her human figure, dreaming in a deep sleep. Her heart was steady, and quiet. It was incredibly peaceful.

Suddenly, a breath of air escaped her lips, and formed a single word. "Renee…" I froze, listening carefully. Her heartbeat had accelerated slightly, and she turned over. "Jacksonville…" Renee was her mother, if I recalled correctly. She grunted lightly, and sunk back into her bed.

I sighed in relief, shrugging back into the hard wood of the chair. So, she talked in her sleep. I smiled slightly, and continued to watch her.

I lost track of how long I actually stayed, so absorbed in her wondrous sleeping figure. It was so easy for me to get caught up with myself in a situation like this. I was not only a monster, but I selfish monster, I realized. I wanted Bella, but I wasn't sure yet. Love is so blinding…even for a hundred some year old vampire.

Light was starting to stream faintly in, pre-dawn pink and yellows filling the sky. Her digital alarm clock read five thirty. I got up silently, and walked over to Bella. She was breathing deeply, her lips pulled into a smile.

I brushed my hand against her cheek; it was warm, and turned slightly pink at my touch. I stifled a chuckle, and walked over to the window. Bella sighed deeply, and her lips pulled in a wider smile. In a gust of air, she said something that sent an electric shock through my body. I felt like I was a small child, receiving a gold star from the teacher for the first time, or a budding butterfly, flying for the first time. "Edward." It was simple, straight to the point, but it was the best thing I had heard in my life. Her – Bella, a delicate human, something I knew I could crush in a single touch – had said my name. I grinned.

But I realized I shouldn't be so happy about this. I could crush her skull with one wrong touch. I wanted her blood. Both those things, if I were to slip, would shatter all my carefully developed resistance. I shouldn't want her. She shouldn't want me – in fact, I almost hoped she would choose someone else. Someone human. She had already touched my life, and that would never change, but I didn't want to end up hurting her. Her heart starting to beat louder in her chest, and she breathed my name again, slightly more audible.

I took a deep breath and stepped to her window, stealing one last glance at her. She was like a mere rabbit to me, so fragile, so easy to kill. And yet, I was in love with her. Her, Bella Swan.

Once more, she exhaled my name. I shook my head.

This could not be right. I thought to myself, jumping out of her window, into the broadening daylight.

I hit the ground and started to run into the woods, my heart and mind conflicting, like they were earlier.

This could not be right. But I was sure that the normal laws of impossibility didn't apply to Bella and I anymore.

I think it's slightly odd that I (ahem. Edward.) compares Bella to a rabbit...hm. But it's late. Ah, well. This chapter is for Lily, the most amazing person in the world. Read and review for me? Preeety please? I'll love you guys lots. I was planning on this being the ending, but if I get reviews - ahem - maybe it doesn't have to be. If you like it, of course. I'm not stating my opinion. :P