So here is the next little tidbit of the lives of Edward and Bella. I hope you enjoy :) and thank you for sticking with me! And I would like to thank my beta Twilighted4Eternity for being so awesome! Thank you!
Also, because I haven't done one of these bad boys yet…
DISCLAIMER: Edward's yummy goodness belongs to Stephenie Meyer as well as everything else in the Twilight universe.
The drive to my parent's house was quiet, but nice. There was no forced conversation, which was pleasant. Whenever I was in the car with Tanya and wanted some peace and quiet, she would always think that I was mad at her. And when we did talk, it was like pulling teeth to try and get her to talk about something else besides her day or something she wants, or her latest body enhancement. Yeah, she had plenty of those.
I am pretty sure that she could actually be considered a Barbie. She had to be at least 70 percent plastic. I can't believe I married her.
When we arrived I heard a subtle intake of breath from Bella. "This is where your parents live?"
"Yeah. I grew up here," I added.
"This place is huge," she said, shock still in her voice.
She was right. The house was big. My dad inherited the property and an insane amount of money from an uncle when he passed away. "When my uncle passed, the property was just land. I don't know what his intentions were with it. It was my mom's idea to build this house on the land that my dad inherited. She designed everything down to the door knobs. She wanted a place that was ageless and that we kids could always come to." I always felt at home here.
I looked up at the house. The four large mahogany pillars were illuminated by the lights shining on them. The front entry way was also lit up. I really miss this house. Bella and I walked from the car and up to the porch to the door. Before we walked into the house, I looked at her and saw an emotion on her face that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
"Bella, what's the matter?"
"I'm kind of nervous, but I'm excited to do this. I'm happy to meet your mom. I just really hope that she likes me."
"Babe, we've been through this. She is going to love you. Trust me." I leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"I trust you," she responded quietly.
"Ok, well, here we go," I said and I walked inside. The house was just as I remembered it. It was bright and extravagant, but it was a casual place. Some of my best memories happened in this house. It was homey. "Mom! Dad! We're here!" I yelled so they would know we were here. And I wasn't late!
"Oh, my baby boy is home!" My mom said as she appeared through the hallway from the kitchen. Bella laughed at my side.
My mom was a beautiful woman. She had a red tint to her hair, and really bright emerald eyes. She was a lighthearted woman and she has always cared about everyone around her. She was artistic as well; her eye for color, shape, design, and beauty gave her personality another level. Everything she did was to benefit other people. She did these things because she wanted to.
"Hi, Mom," I said giving her a tight embrace. I've missed this. She let go of me and that is when I decided to take the opportunity to introduce Bella. "Mom, this is my Bella," I said. My mom looked at her and she smiled and quickly embraced her.
"Bella, it's so nice to meet you. Carlisle had told me a lot about you."
"It's nice to meet you too Mrs. Cullen,"Bella said as they pulled away from the hug. "Your home is beautiful."
"Thank you, Bella. But please, call me Esme. Mrs. Cullen is my mother-in-law and I am nothing like her." My mom and Bella laughed.
"So, Mom, where's Dad?"
"He is probably in the backyard. He started a fire in the fireplace out there, so I thought maybe we would eat out there tonight."
"That sounds lovely," Bella said.
"I am going to go talk to Dad," I told them. I figured my mom would like to get to know Bella more and I wanted Bella to get to know my mom better as well. "That ok, babe?" I asked Bella knowing that even though she wouldn't mind, she would like to know that I wouldn't leave her if she didn't want me to.
"Of course," she said turning to me. I kissed her forehead, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, and I walked through the hallway to the kitchen. I grabbed two beers from the fridge while I was in there and then walked out through the patio doors. My dad was sitting in one of the patio chairs near the fire.
"Hey, Dad," I said announcing my presence.
"Oh, Edward. I didn't know that you guys were already here," he turned and looked at me. "Bella came didn't she?" I moved to sit down on the chair next to him.
"Yeah, she is in the house with mom. She was pretty nervous about getting the chance to know mom, so I figured that I would let them talk," I explained to my dad. I handed him one of the beers. He took it with a thank you.
"So, how are things with you guys?" He asked.
"Well, I think that we are good, but both of us have some pretty big messes to clean up before we can really focus on us. I haven't talked to Bella about it yet, but I think we should meet with a lawyer and talk about her options. Maybe Emmett knows someone who can do something effective," I said. Emmett and his family have been friends with my family for as long as I can remember. He is a few years older than me, but we were always really close. Emmett is the lawyer that handled my divorce.
"I'm sure Emmett knows plenty of people to help Bella. But how are you handling things with your divorce?"
"I never thought that I would be 26 and divorced. I mean, I always thought that I loved Tanya more than I could love anyone else. But I feel that if I loved her as much as I thought, then I would almost feel guilty about having feelings for Bella. Tanya and I got married because we wanted the…baby to grow up in a household with a mom and a dad who loved each other. It was the right thing to do for the baby, but not for us. I really felt at the time though that I loved her more than anything. I guess I am just glad that I found this out before we decided to try for kids again," I told him. I took a swig of my beer. "But I don't think I would have been as okay as I am if I hadn't met Bella. I have known Bella for a couple of days and I feel more intense feelings for her than I ever did for Tanya."
"That says a lot, son. I am so happy that you met Bella. She is a wonderful girl and always has been. She has always been so appreciative of things. I remember whenever she would come in she would thank me a million times before she could leave. She thanked me for doing my job. But she also had trouble telling people what she wanted, so I was a little surprised when she asked you to help her. Make sure you reassure her that she is welcome in your house, because if she starts to feel like she has over stayed her welcome she might leave. And not because she wants to, but because she doesn't want you to feel like you have to do a thing for her," my dad said. I'm glad he has known her for a while and enough to know these little things about her. I wanted to make sure that she never felt that she was not welcome in my home.
"I will make sure to let her know that she is always welcome. And thank you for what you did the other night, and always being so supportive," I told my dad. I wanted him to know that everything that he and mom did for me when Tanya and I were expecting the baby, and then the loss of the baby, and they never shut me out.
Just then the patio door opened and Bella walked out, shutting the door. She walked over to us.
"Bella, it's good to see you again. Thank you for coming," my dad told her.
"It's good to see you too Dr. Cullen. And thank you for having me," Bella said shyly. "I was supposed to tell you guys that dinner will be ready in a few minutes."
I opened my arms and gestured for her to come sit with me on the chair. She came and sat on my lap and put her head on my chest. I think she secretly knew that it was one of my favorite things. I liked being close to her this way.
"I am going to see if Esme needs any help getting things ready," Dad said getting up, excusing himself.
"Edward, your mom is amazing. She is the nicest woman," Bella told me.
"I told you. And I can tell that she likes you too."
"Really?"
"Of course, how could she not?" I told her. I looked down at her just as she turned her face upward to look at me. I took it as an opportunity to kiss her. So, I leaned down and took her lips with mine. She eventually let herself kiss me back. As usual, her lips were soft against mine and the kiss was slow. Electricity charged between us and it heightened the sensation. I grazed my tongue against her lower lip and she let me in. The kiss was still sweet, but it was a way for us to be closer.
It ended way too soon, but I was happy with what I got for the moment. Any kiss from Bella was remarkable. "Bella, you are one of the most amazing people I know. I am so happy that we found each other."
"I am lucky to have you, Edward. You have done so much for me. I don't know how I am ever going to repay you."
"You can repay me by never leaving me," I told her and I couldn't help myself, so I kissed her again. God, I loved her lips.
"Carlisle, they remind me of us," I heard my mom say and Bella quickly pulled away, of course with a blush tinting her cheeks. I laughed at her response. My mom and dad were standing by the door, my dad with wine glasses in his hand and my mom with a bottle of wine. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but dinner is ready."
"Thanks, mom," I said and Bella rose to her feet and I stood as well. We walked to the table and sat down next to one another and across from my parents. They must have brought the food out pretty quietly because I didn't notice it the whole time Bella and I were sitting there.
"It looks, wonderful Esme," Bella said. She was always so kind, which is something Tanya lacked, now that I think of it.
"Thank you, dear."
We dished out our plates, poured the wine. Dinner conversation was light, but it was pleasant. I liked that Bella was here with me and we were having a good time even with everything going on.
When the meal was done, I offered to do the dishes and of course Bella offered to help me, but my dad insisted that he helped me instead. So, while we did the dishes Bella and Mom went into the living room with intentions of looking at family albums.
With my dad's help, we finished quickly. So as I was walking to find my mom and Bella, I heard them talking, so I went into the living room where I figured they were. I saw my mom embracing Bella.
"Thank you for saving my boy," my mom told Bella and I could tell she was crying.
When I heard that, a jolt of emotion went through my body. I hadn't realized that it was me that need saving, until I was saved.
Soooo…like? Dislike? You should let me know! Oh and also in your review let me know if you would like a change of perspective. I am willing to experiment with any view point that would fit well. Carlisle, Esme, Bella, Mike, Tanya…..and any other future character. Review my lovely readers!
