A/N: Sorry I forgot about this... I do not own the Characters... I am not the beloved Stephanie Meyers... :(

Chapter 4

I raced upstairs hoping he wasn't already in there. I wanted a chance to change into some appealing clothes. I opened the door and he wasn't there. I ran to my pajama drawer and sifted through them looking for something that didn't have sheep or frogs on them. I succeeded by finding the silky pajamas aunt Ruth had given me for my birthday. I ran to the bathroom and pulled my clothes on. I brushed through my tangled hair and ran back to my bedroom closing the door behind me. I threw my window open and stuck my head out the window.

"Edward?" I whispered.

A head popped out of the tree. "Did someone call for me" I jumped hitting my head on the frame.

"Crap." I screamed a little louder than intended.

"Bella? Are you okay?" Charlie's voice chimed in from downstairs.

"Yeah I just slipped." He must have believed me because he didn't say anything further.

Edward's feet didn't even make a thud as he jumped from the tree to the roof. I was amazed.

"Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to let me through your window Rapunzle?" He was staring at me with those eyes. My heartbeat raced.

"Um… yeah… sorry." I backed up stunned that I could even talk.

He laughed and then gave me his crooked grin. I loved his smile. "Bella, snap out of it." My conscious was working over time here.

"Nice room." He chuckled to himself. "Where are the Barbie Dolls?"

"Ha Ha real funny." I sat down on my bed. "You know I don't really do this kind of thing." He tilted his head and asked what without words. "I mean I don't usually let the new guy at school watch me break up with my boyfriend and then sneak him in my bedroom window." A tear slipped down my face at the thought of Jake.

Edward leaned over and he wiped the tear from my face. I blushed then turned hoping he didn't see it. I caught a peek at him and he had an expression on is face. He looked as if he were debating with himself. He must have noticed I was watching because he looked up. I blushed again. The place where he at wiped away my tear was cold and it tingled. I placed my hand on my cheek. I felt a sudden desire for him to hold me. I just wanted him to brush away my problems like he had my tear. I couldn't hold back. He seemed to know what I was thinking. He scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. I felt the urge to let it all out. I started crying. He brushed my hair out of my face. It was, as I had known him all my life. He had somehow always been apart of me. My hand found the ring suspended around my neck. He held me closer and kissed the top of my head breathing in the scent of my shampoo.

"You know you never told me how you got that ring." He pulled me away from him. I immediately missed his comfort.

EPOV

I held her for a while. It was just like that night I held her so long ago. She was older now and her problems were bigger. She was suffering from a broken heart. I brushed the hair from her face and she grabbed my ring that hung around her neck.

"You know you never told me how you got that ring." I pulled her away from myself and she looked at me with longing eyes.

She pulled out of my grasp and wrapped her arms around me again. I chuckled softly. "I'll tell you but I don't know much about it." She was answered truthfully. I wondered if I should tell her now. I decided against it. I didn't want to scare her away.

"You see when I was a baby my mom and Charlie got in a horrible fight. She grabbed me and her bags and left. The weather was treacherous outside. She ended up going over into the river. They found her car on the riverbank and the door was ripped open. I was in the car seat in the back. They looked for me for hours but I was nowhere to be found. Late that night someone came knocking on Charlie's door. Before he could get to the door the stranger had left. Charlie picked me up and there was a note in the basket. He found this ring and chain in the basket. When I was twelve he gave it to me telling me the story. I haven't taken it off since then." She lowered her eyes. " I just wish I knew who it was. I want to know where he found me you know? I want to know what my mother's last words were. Why did he give me this ring?" She played with the ring in her hand. "I know it sounds silly, but even though most people aren't supposed to remember anything before they turn two or three, I do. I only remember one thing though." I tensed up at what she might say. "Well it was really two. I remember his eyes. They were the same color as yours. I remember the way he smelled. It calmed me even when I wanted to cry. He smelled like… well you."

I wanted so bad to tell her. My heart screamed it was I. Bella it was I, I was the one who found you. I bit my tongue. "Wow, what a made you remember stuff like that?" I didn't want to revisit the possibility that I could revile my family's secret.

"I know it sounds strange, but you made me remember it." She blushed. "When you walked past me in Biology class. Then you sat down. I got a good look at your eyes."

"Do you remember what he looked like other than his eyes?"

BPOV

"No" I replied sadly. It turned into a yawn.

"I should leave, you need to sleep." Edward got up forgetting I was attached to him. I suddenly noticed how cold he was. I shivered.

"Bella, it would be easier for me to leave if I didn't have an extra body attached to me." I blushed at his comment. I didn't want him to leave.

"Well, you just can't leave then." I was planning out how to get him around Charlie.

"As much as I would like that Bella, I don't think Charlie would appreciate it."

"He'll never no. What Charlie doesn't no won't hurt him." I quickly protested.

"Bella, you're a horrible liar." He laughed and brushed the hair from my face.

"Just until I fall asleep. Please. You said your family didn't care." I must have put up a good argument because he didn't say no.

"Fine, just until you're asleep." He looked rather smug.

I disentangled myself from him and got up to turn off the light. When I turned around I wasn't standing on the floor anymore. Edward had picked me up with ease and pulled back the covers. He slid me under and tucked me in.

He sat at the end of the bed. "Now go to sleep Bella, tomorrow is Friday and we shall see each other at school." I smiled at the thought. I felt him lay down beside me. I snuggled up next to him and breathed in his scent. That's when I drifted into sleep.

I was running from the house and I climbed into my old truck. It was cold outside and it was pouring rain. I fumbled with the keys and backed out of the driveway. I raced the car through the street and came to a bridge. My tires screeched and I lost control of the wheel. I plummeted off the bridge and into the river. I saw a pair of eyes. "Edward?" I was calling his name. He pulled me out of the car. "Oh Edward, thank you." I looked back at the seat I had just left and my mother was in it. She was unconscious. It was then I woke up screaming.

Charlie was use to my nightmares. Instead of getting up to get a glass of water like always I heard cooing in my ear. I rolled over to find the face of an angel a centimeter from me. He embraced me.

"I thought you left." I whispered to him.

"I was leaving, then you were saying my name in you sleep." Darn sleep talking.

"Sorry." I blushed.

"Don't be, do you want to talk about your dream?" He was always so open.

"No, it only brings back the images when I talk about it." I shivered.

Edward pulled away from me. I didn't care if he was cold. I pulled myself closer to him.

"Are you going to leave now?" I hoped not.

"Do you want me to?" He seemed to know my answer.

"Not really, but you can if you want to." He poked my nose.

"Never."

That night I fell back asleep in his arms. That was the first night I didn't wake back up screaming from nightmares.

I woke up in his arms. My back was to him. I thought he was sleeping.

'Good morning." He whispered in my ear.

"Good morning." I said as I sat up. He looked at me and then also sat up. Without thinking I leaned to peck him on the cheek. Right before I reached his cheek he turned his head and his lips crashed into mine. He opened his mouth slightly and blew into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue entered my mouth. I gasped at the temperature of it. Everything about him was cold except for his heart. He pulled me away from him and I clung to him.

"Bella, you need to breathe." He said through quick breaths.

"No I don't." I was about to go for round two when he pecked me on the lips.

"Bella, some things are worth waiting for." I didn't understand but it seemed to have meaning to him. "Bella, I've waited too long for you."

What did that mean? We had just met? Right? That's when it hit me…