AN-Hello readers of this fanfiction. How are you? I am doing well. This chapter is extremely short. I mean very short.
Song of the Chapter:
Title: The Diary of Jane
Artist: Breaking Benjanim
Album: Phobia
What's happen in this Chapter?
1) Ahh, Jasper. What are we going with you?
2) I've made a epiphany
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~Yuki
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Me: ~sigh~ I do not own twilight.~Whispers under breath~yet.
7. Bella's Epiphany
My lips moved eagerly with his-to lost in love and lust that I didn't realize what I was doing. His lips were so soft and warm. I could taste his wonderful scent concentrated there. The taste of sunshine, honey, chocolate, and peppermint filled my mouth. Edward's soft, warm tongue traveled slowly across my bottom lip, asking for permission. I moaned softly at the wonderful sensation.
The lust and love drained out of me in a flash. My muscles locked down so I was frozen. Edward froze beneath me. Before I knew it I was on the other side of the huge living room. Horror and embarrassment filled my body. How could I just attack him just like that when I barely knew him.
Edward was staring at me with a dazed slash shocked expression. His eyes were a caramel color instead of a light butterscotch. They were clouded and dazed over. His jaw was slightly slacked.
"Oh, god," I whispered in horror. "I am so sorry for that. That- I mean- I didn't- Oh god." I darted out of the backdoor. The last thing I heard was Edward calling my name.
My feet carried me feet into the forest. When I ran so far all I could hear was the wind singing through the trees and the small rodents hiding from me. I quickly climbed and old maple and settled at the very top. All I could see was trees in one hundred and eighty degrees.
What had happened? Why the hell had I just started kissing Edward Cullen.
My hand raised to my lips. I could still feel Edward's lips ghosting against mine. His wonderful scent and taste filled my nose and mouth. I felt my stomach tighten and my knees went weak. I almost fell off the thick branch I was sitting on.
It was inadequate to fight against it.
I was falling for Edward Anthony Masen Cullen.
And I was falling hard.
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