A/N: What's up my amazing story readers? This chapter is a little choppy, but I think it's pretty good and I hope you like it.
Edward's POV
"I am leaving, right now!" Isabella yelled as she stormed towards the door.
"You do that." I said with a chuckle.
She opened the door and walked outside while looking at my over her shoulder.
"Bye, jackass!" She called, then she turned her head back around and froze.
"Oh my God." She whispered.
Bella's POV
I looked around.
There was a light snow over everything.
I wasn't in Seattle anymore; I spun around and looked at Edward.
"Where the hell are we?!" I yelled, he chuckled.
"Vancouver." He said with a smile as he stalked towards me.
"I needed you all to myself."
"What the hell is you're problem?!" I asked, he shook his head.
"There's nothing wrong with me." He said.
"Nothing except for your mental state!" I shouted, my voice echoing into the air.
"Actually, I'm quite healthy in that and all aspects."
I pushed past him and walked back into the cabin.
I started looking around.
"What are you looking for?" He asked as he shut the door.
"A phone."
"You mean this?" He asked, holding up a small, sleek, silver cell phone.
"Gimme that!" I said as I ran over to him.
He held it above his head and I started jumping for it while he was laughing.
"Gimme that phone!" I shouted, a second later, our faces were centimeters apart.
"Or what?" He whispered.
"Uhh…." Was all I could say.
"That's what I thought." He said as he pulled away.
I looked up at him and crossed my arms with a huff.
"You really hate me, don't you?" I asked, he shook his head.
"Actually, I quite like you." He said.
I huffed and fell backwards over the arm of the couch.
"This is so not fair." I said.
Edward's POV
For the next few days, Isabella refused to eat, drink, or sleep.
I would always check on her throughout hours of the night, but there she sat, staring at the ceiling.
Until the third night.
I had just woken up at about one in the morning when I decided to check on her.
I peeked around the corner into the living room and found her asleep, curled up in a ball with tear stains on her face.
I picked her up bridal style and carried her towards the bedroom.
I laid her down on the left side of the bed and pulled the blankets up to her chin and then crawled in next to her.
Bella's POV
'Isabella.' A voice whispered in my ear.
I groaned.
'Isabella.' It whispered again.
I groaned again.
The voice sighed.
Then there was a nibbling on my earlobe.
I giggled and leaned into the nibbling.
A hand made its way up my side.
My eyes slowly opened and then I froze.
"Something wrong, love?" The voice whispered in my ear.
"Get the fuck off of me!" I yelled, and then I jumped out of the bed.
He chuckled and looked at me.
"You think this is funny?" I asked.
"Very." He said as he covered his mouth with his hand to try and stifle his chuckles.
"Well….it's not." I said lamely, he rolled his eyes and walked out of the room.
"Would you mind telling me where I can find some clothes? I'm kind of getting sick of wearing the same underwear!" I called, I heard him laugh before he answered.
"There are clothes in the closet!" He called back.
I walked into the closet and gasped.
It was huge. There were two rows of clothes (one mounted to the ceiling and one at the level of my chest) on each side of the room, then there was a whole wall filled with cubbies filled with shoes and there were also drawers filled with women's underwear, bra and socks and a few others filled with men's boxers and socks.
I snickered as I spotted a pair of the boxers.
So, my little roommate was a boxers kind of guy, huh?
I walked down the side of the room obviously meant for a woman and pulled out a long sleeved tunic/sweater and a pair of black leggings.
I grabbed a bra and looked at the size, it was the same size as my bra…weird, and then I grabbed the pair of matching underwear and looked at the size on them, same as mine.
"This is too weird." I whispered.
I headed into the bathroom and locked the door.
A/N: So, it's been a while, I know. I've been really busy with school, but I decided that these stories need to be my second priority, so they now are.