Considering everyone likes this story I've decided to get working on it :D I love it as well soo I'm gonna get right to it. ameleighlove your review made me laugh, just at the pure ironicness, I don't know if this story will sum up to your expectations… but one can hope :P Let the reading commence…

Bella groaned when she heard snickering and barely silent laughter. Dear readers if you do not want to know how Bella was awoken please skip to the next paragraph. She felt something on her face, she dreaded to think what her friend or so called friends could be doing. She tried to brush the feather light touching away. She was comfortable, she was lying on something warm and soft. She felt the light touching again and decided to use both hands. Big mistake. The cold foam shocked her out of her sleepy state as she flew up and out of her original position. She tried to open her eyes but ended up having to try her hardest to get the shaving foam out of her eye area. All around her were loud booming laughs and light hearted giggles. She glared at each of her laughing friends. She sighed and turned to what she was lying on. It was a sleeping Edward. Who was still asleep who had drawing all over his face. She tried to not laugh as she took in his moustache, drawn on glasses, freckles and there were large dots where his dimples normally were.

"this shaving cream?" Bella asked her voice still rough from sleep.

"you two were so cute together we decided we had to do something about it" Jasper grinned as Bella threw some of the foam at him. Which he dodged. What a surprise. Alice was poking Edward which Bella noticed she was still lying on. she swiftly stood up. Looking around to hope no-one saw. Of course Rose did.

"oh hunny, he could sleep for America there's no chance he's gonna wake up anytime soon" Bella told Alice as she stopped poking him. The smell to the kitchen lured Bella in as her stomach rumbled loudly. She laughed embarrassed and carried onto the kitchen after draping a blanket over Edward's gorgeous sleeping form. She walked into the kitchen followed by Jasper and Rose.

"sooo, you know quite a lot about Edward?" Rose asked. Bella looked up from heating up the various bacon, eggs hash browns and whatever Rose had cooked for them all. Today was Friday none of them had any subjects or anything to do at school. So it was safe for them to stay all day there if they wanted. Bella shrugged.

"you know we used to be good friends." Bella said not getting why they were interrogating her.

"how do you know he likes to sleep for America?" Jasper asked, he raised his eyebrows Bella looked, up caught Jaspers eyes and narrowed them at him.

"okay, it was an assumption he used to sleep for anything. I guessed he might not have grown out of it" Bella shrugged again, and looked back to what she was doing.

"so, you guys are friends again?" Rose asked, while fiddling with a bit of frayed thread on her top. Bella put her stuff down and huffed. She looked over at her two friends.

"why the twenty questions?" Bella asked, narrowing her eyes begging them to lie to her.

"just curious and all, what you know with him becoming your dancing partner and everything…" Jasper trailed just for Rose to continue what he was saying.

"we were wondering if you liked him again" Rose smirked at what she said. Bella looked down nervous. She wasn't used to people figuring out how she felt what she was thinking or seeing any sort of connection that she formed. Not having a father for very long helped her become guarded. She knew once she was in a good place it was abruptly taken from her. She learned that when she and her mother were happy until her mother was taken from her by cancer.

"I never stopped" Bella whispered. Her voice broke as she thought about her mother. The two of her friends leaned in, they hadn't heard her.

"Sorry?" they asked, she looked at them.

"I never stopped liking him" Bella said again looking at them both. giving them a sad fake smile. They nodded. Smiled and gave her a crushing group hug. She laughed grabbed her breakfast plate and went to sit in the garden while her friends tried to wake her crush. The sun hit her face as she opened the back French doors. The house she lived in, was her childhood home. It was big, she still had plenty of money coming in from Italy, almost as if her father felt bad for stopping contact. She sighed as she shovelled a bit of bacon in her mouth.

Flashbacks of her childhood hit her. Sitting in her princess room her father reading her a bedtime story. Painting her nails with her mother. The tense dinnertimes when her parents wouldn't look at each other no matter how many times her father apologised for doing something wrong. When she thought about it, her parents were hardly together- she was the only thing that brought them together something they agreed on. So when they split no one was surprised apart from her. Having the two people who you love the most, fight and arguing. Standing off the side watching as her world crashed around her as she realised her perfect world was about to leave. Chasing her father as he left dragging his suitcase back the house and begging him not leave. He kneels down to small Bella's eye level and promised through anything and everything that he would always love her. Small Bella swallowed and nodded. She begged him to take her with him. As she spoke in-between her tears. He promised he'd try everything in his power.

Before she realised what was happening, she was in her mothers room. Sitting in the dusty room. She sat on the bed. She looked around and thought of all the memories she had in that room. Small Bella crying to her mother when she didn't get any letters from her father, crying to her mother as to why she couldn't stay with daddy. She missed the safety she had with her mother. She knew her father still loved her mother it was just too hard to live with her, and she was the only thing they had common ground with each other was Bella that made her feel very strange she thought both her parents could have her. That was until her father moved to Italy. She was heartbroken. Her vision blurred as the tears welled when she thought of her mother.

A slight cough from the doorway made her turn. There stood in all his beautiful glory was Edward. He had a slight sad smile on his face. She just looked down, unable to face the sad truth that was her life. She saw him walk over and sit on the bed next to her.

"it's okay to be sad" he whispered as he put a hand on her sleeved arm. She shook her head.

"She wouldn't want me too be" her voice broke, she hardly ever spoke about it. Partly because she never felt she needed to and when anyone ever offered she felt she was being too depressing. She looked up at him. "I keep thinking about Dad, when I think about it. They were never happy and that I always demanded one of them at one time so they never had to be together" Edward looked down, he sighed.

"you know it wasn't your fault" Edward said, he looked like he had no clue what to say and in a way; it was refreshing. All of a sudden everyone was there. They must have been waiting outside. Bella gave a laugh at all of them. They all smiled sympathetically.

"I feel as if it is, if I thought about them once in a while they would still be married now" Bella looked back down at her hands, Alice held one hand Edward the other. They all nodded.

"even if they stayed together, you'd still have lost your mum" Jasper said softly. Emmet nodded. He looked sad, and looked at his delicate looking best friend unsure as to what to say.

"yeah, there's no way of saying how bad her cancer would have been. It may even have been worse for your dad in the long run. Everyone knew how much he loved her" Emmet said. Everyone looked at him astonished, all Bella could do was smile and hope she could get out of the sympathy bath. Rose noticing her discomfort, decided to change the subject.

"hey lets go out?" she asked, she looked at Bella asking her with her eyes if she was okay. She nodded slightly and wished to every star in the sky that she was in front of her mothers grave.

"Bella, where do you want to go?" Alice asked. Bella looked up and pleaded with each and everyone of them with her eyes, she didn't want to be sad anymore but she had to speak to her mother. Her grave was the best way she knew how.

"would you all do me a favour?" she asked, they all nodded sweetly. She told them where she planned to go. They agreed straight away. They smiled at her in comfort she stood put one of her mothers cardigans down. She walked into the flower shop and chose the brightest and happiest flowers. They were her mothers favourite. She couldn't help but feel as if she should be getting a sad blue not happy flowers. She looked at Edward. "they were her favourite" he nodded and smiled encouragingly. She took a deep breath and paid for the flowers.

She stood at the entrance to the grave yard. Such a harmless gate that looked all the more threatening with its pretence. She took deep breaths as her friends flanked her she walked into the high tended garden of the church. Edward took her hand in silent support. Alice, Rose Jasper and Emmet stayed up the top so she could have some space. She pulled Edward down the length of Graves suddenly eager to speak to her mother. The sadness not leaving but a sudden need to be there. When she got to her mothers grave.

Renee Swan

Loving mother, beloved sister,

Good friend, a loved wife.

Rest in peace

A sob wracked throughout Bella, she never mourned probably. She always put on a brave face and told herself she would deal with it the next day. After a while as she shut away her mothers room, and shut away the pain and shut it out of her life. She never got around to it.

"hey mum" her voice wobbled as she crouched down to the ground. She pulled a few weeds out of the ground of her mothers grave. She pulled some of the moss away from the headstone. Then placed the flowers at the very base. She sat down. "their your favourite. I still remember even though its been a long time." she smiled as she looked up at the sky. She shook her head. "I can imagine just what you would say if you were here 'it's rude not to talk about your problems if your giving everyone else stick for it. Come talk to me, I feel lonely' its very you." she paused. "in actual fact, I tried to forget about the grief. I guess it just doesn't work like that" she laughed humourlessly. "why did you never give me his letters? I knew you hated the fact that we had this kinda bond. But it never meant I loved you any the less." Bella let the tears fall. she turned and pulled Edward down.

"you remember Edward don't you? Esme's boy. I know what you'd say" Edward sat next to her, he looked at her. Surprised at how different she was acting. He didn't know whether it was part of the grieving process. "my you're a handsome lad" she turned to Edward, he looked at her. "that's exactly what you'd say" she looked down as if embarrassed about talking to her mother. She felt the tears well up, she felt them fall over she felt all the emotion she had thrown away for the past years well up inside of her almost as if she'd been a time bomb waiting to be unleashed. She burst into tears. "I miss you so much" she cried, Edward wrapped his arms around her and cradled her. He gave shhing noises no clue if he was helping or not, he had never lost anyone close to him so he had no idea how to help her. She soon regained her normal strength.

"I really wished you had given me those letter" she said quietly knowing her voice was weak and wobbly. "it would have saved a lot of trouble and a better childhood" she looked at the head stone of her mothers grave. She had run out of things to say. When she was hit with a brain wave. "guess what? I did I got a showcase in Dance, I know you didn't want me too because it was too much like dad but, I enjoy dancing and Edwards helping me" Bella said as she squeezed the hand she was holding of Edwards. She looked back at him. "go on, say something" she looked at him sadly as if this was her grieving talking to her grave.

"hey uh, Mrs. S, good to uh speak to you again. Sorry I'm rubbish at this" Edward said not really knowing what he was doing and feeling a little foolish. He never has lost anyone close to him so he feel as if he needed to say anything. But he saw Bella close her eyes in happiness. "you would not believe how beautiful your daughter has become" He whispered. Bella opened her eyes in surprise and turned back and looked at Edward, she smiled slightly. Her tears were different this time. He may have just have been speaking the truth and yet not meaning anything by it and that too just broke her heart that she was so ready to move things forward and… he wasn't. how she wished to any god that would listen that he would soon feel the same. That she would have to stop waiting because buy was she tired of waiting. She was going out of her mind waiting and she hated the feeling.

S'okay that's all I got at the moment, but by the pure positiveness ß if that's a word ;) I hope its all okay for you guys. Now I would loooooove some positive reveiws.