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BPV
"Bye Jake".
"Bye Bella", Jacob says, taking my hand and giving it a kiss. Then he turns on his wheel and leaves me alone on the stairs of the Swan residence.
I go inside and find my parents debating about something. They may argue about the housemaids again so I don't pay attention to the discussion and head upstairs. Suddenly I hear three words, which jerk me to a stop. Viscount Edward Cullen. I go downstairs again and hide behind the flowers. Oh, they smell good.
"He is not good for her!", my mother mentions furiously.
"Darling, I truly believe that Bella is able to tame him. She and her stubbornness are legendary. She will cope with it.", my father says.
"Charlie, she should get a husband, who does not need to be tamed. I think that Duke Newton is a great choice."
"Newton? Are you serious? Bella needs a challenge. She has always needed one. Do you remember? When she wanted a seventh pony we said no. We three discussed about it over one month and after we finally agreed to buy 'Dreamdancer', she did not want it anymore. It was the same with the - I think - twentieth pink dollhouse and fifth cat. She needs someone challenging, who does not bore her to death."
Oh come on, I'm not that difficult. Wait… okay I have to admit that he is right concerning a few points, but… Okay he is right.
"Charlie, he is not good for her!", she says again.
Enough. I should be the only person, who decides my future.
"Hello Mum. Hello Dad.", I greet them while entering the room.
"Oh darling, there you are. How was it with Jacob?", my mother asks me while hugging me.
"Nice. He is the same as always." That should be enough description.
"Now Bella, your mum and I-", my father starts but gets interrupted by me.
"I know, dad. I have heard you and I have made a decision concerning the Viscount."
Oh no. Mum is looking with her deep big brown Bambi eyes again. She always does it when she wants to influence me.
No, not now.
"I want to give Viscount Cullen a chance."
"Bella!", my mum shouts angrily.
"Renée, calm down. It's her choice.", my father says a bit surprised.
My mother's face becomes red. "Mum, breathe."
"Bella, you disappoint me. For Edward Cullen, you are just one person in the world. I thought you were smarter…"
She stands up and walks out of the room.
"Went pretty well. She could have also smashed the ancient vase against the wall like she did last time. Your grandmother was very upset about her tea set being destroyed. Her face was as red as your mother's head right now. That was a funny evening.", my father chuckles.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. Hilda, one of our maids, goes to the door and opens it. Is mother's Canasta game today? Probably some of her friends have arrived earlier.
"Duke Swan, Viscount Edward Cullen is here. Should I let him in?"
WHAT? He is here?
"Dad, I don't think I'm ready."
"We are Swans. We are always ready and face our problems or possible-future-husbands. Sure, Hilda. Let him come in."
"Sure, my Lord."
I close my eyes to concentrate. Breath in and out. Breath in and out.
"Good afternoon, Duke Swan. Good afternoon, Lady Swan."
I open my eyes and look into his amazing green eyes. He looks the same like last time. Tousled hair and a crooked smile on his lips.
"Good afternoon, Viscount Cullen. Why would you do us the honour to visit our home?"
"Duke Swan, I ask for your permission to court your lovely daughter, Lady Swan."
What did he say? Please repeat it. If I haven't sat already, my shaky knees would cause me to lie on the floor.
"Bella, what would you say?", my father asks me, obviously amused about my stunned expression.
"Yes!... I- I mean I would be honoured.", I stumble. Great. Now he thinks I have problems concerning my thinking process.
He smiles his crooked smile again.
God, praise the couch. What would I do without it…
"Lady Swan, would you like to go for a ride?", he asks me with a grin.
"Sure.", I answer.
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Duke Swan."
"It was a pleasure to meet you too.", my father responds.
Before Edward and I step outside, my father gives me an encouraging smile. I mouth a 'Thank you' and join Edward on the street.
Breathe in and out. Breathe in and out.
"Bella?", he asks me amused, holding out his arm for me.
Concentration! You are no five-year-old girl, who discovers cookies for the first time and can't think about other things.
"I'm coming", I say while going downstairs and taking his arm.
"Where are the horses?", I ask him.
"We will go to my home and take my family's horses."
"Aha, but do you really want to risk your horse? You should know that I'm not such a good rider. I-", I start but he interrupts me.
"Are you riding like you are dancing?"
"Definitely, yes!", I respond, telling him the truth.
"Then my horse will survive.", he says with a smile.
"Don't tell me then I didn't warn you", I murmur. "Edward, why have you asked for permission to court me?"
He looks into my eyes and sighs.
"Because I think you are the most amazing woman in England, America and Africa. There are more places I have not visited yet, but you know what? I'm sure you are the most amazing woman in the whole world."
My heart begins to race and one shiver follows another one in my body. But he is wrong.
"You have a misimpression about me, Edward."
"Bella, obviously you can't see what all other people see: an intelligent, beautiful and interesting woman."
I sigh. I wish it was true.
We reach his house and pick out two horses. His horse's name is 'Spirit', mine is called 'Cinderella'.
"She is beautiful.", I tell him.
"She belongs to Alice, but she won't have a problem borrowing it to you."
I try to place myself onto Cinderella's back a several times, but god, she has is huge.
Suddenly I feel two hands on my waist, which lift me up and help me to get onto the horse's back.
"Umm, thank.", I murmur sheepishly.
"No problem.", Edward says with a he jumps onto Spirit's back with one fluid move and equals an angel on Pegasus' back.
"Let's ride through the park.", he proposes.
"That would be lovely. By the way 'park', have you heard about Mrs. Stanley and the dog?"
"Yes, I was in the park today", he says with a grim expression, which turns into a friendly one just a second later. "And then I saw it. It was gorgeous. I haven't heard a woman screaming out so loudly in my entire life." We both laugh about the memory. You won't see such an expression on Mrs. Weber's face a second time.
After riding for about thirty minutes, we decide to make a little brake. He jumps off Spirit's back and before I could make an attempt to climb down the Mount Everest alias Cinderella's back, he comes to me, places his hands on my waist again and helps me.
"Do we want to sit on the grass? It is such a beautiful day", I mention.
"Sure", he says seeming to think about something else.
I lead him to a wonderful spot, where the sun is shining brightly and we sit down.
"Bella, I was thinking while riding that there was something I wanted to try." Hmm what could that be?
He takes my face into his hands.
Oh my god. I can't breathe.
He hesitates.
And then his warm lips press softly against mine.
I feel like if there is a fire inside me.
After two seconds, my freezing peels away and I put my arms around his neck. He pushes me closer to him and embraces me with his two strong arms.
His tongue runs over my upper lip, which causes me to moan out loudly.
It is the most amazing thing I have every experienced.
I can't even describe it.
He deepens our kiss and puts one hand into my long brown hair.
I.. I'm..
For Edward Cullen, you are just one person in the world, I hear my mother's voice.
What if she is right? Oh my god. Shock connects with desperation.
I tear myself away from Edward and stand up.
"Bella?", he asks me surprised, but I can't look at him. Tears cloud my sight.
I jump onto Cinderella's back and race away.
"BELLA!", he shouts, but I can hardly hear him anymore.
