OK here is the talk! Oh yeah and I started a parody called "Teams Collide" about team Edward, Jacob, and Switzerland, soooo if u like me and want to waste of few minutes of your life GO READ IT! I mean –ahem- please.
B POV (finally!!!!!!!!)
I stood there like an imbecile staring into the eyes of my love. I hadn't seen or heard from him in thirteen years.
I always fantasized that I would over-come and if he ever came back I would give him and earful; I'd waited years for this moment. I'd waited so long for him to come back so I could have my chance with him. I was supposed to mourn over my dead husband. I was supposed to be angry at Edward for killing said husband. I was supposed to despise Edward with every fiber of my being. But I didn't.
He held my arm with so softly I barely felt it; much different from the horrible death grips I was so used to. His eyes were warm and also swimming with… was that remorse? Why would he be feeling remorse?
As these questions I vaguely heard the "we need to talk" that he told me. I was relishing the melodic song that was his voice. No. My memories hadn't done him justice, not in the least. I felt bad because I didn't remember him properly; I didn't remember the perfect planes of his face… the exact shade of his eyes… The ring his voice had.
I kept having to repeat to myself over and over "it's really him!" I sucked in lungfuls of his scent and I started to feel lightheaded.
Edward stared at me in silence as I took him in. I guessed he was doing the same because his eyes kept raking over my body and then I realized… I was older. I looked a lot different from when I was 18. A lot different. I probably looked hideous to him.
I turned my head down to hide from him; the tears welled up in my eyes. But he put his fingers under my chin and pulled my face up; forcing me to look at him. We stared at each other for the longest time. I heard the clearing of someone's throat.
"Um… well uh… I'll just um… go inside? Um… Edward will you take care of the er… corpse later after you two are done talking?" Wait. She addressed him as 'Edward'. She knew him? He nodded curtly at her before she disappeared into the house.
How did my daughter know Edward? I knew she couldn't have gotten his name between when I pushed her and when Edward saved me. I looked up at Edward, sure to have confusion clear on my features to make sure he understood my ignorance. His eyes had a flicker of understanding before he quickly answered, "I'll tell you inside."
He walked to the back door and held it open for me; I stood still. I didn't know what to do. Nobody had done that for me in about thirteen. Well it was apparent his generosity hadn't gone away when he left.
He walked over to me and, gently, pulled me into the house. Wow, hadn't had that in a while too.
"Bella?" Edward asked reluctantly. "D-do you mind if we go to the meadow?"
I thought about it for half a second. "What about Lizzy?" We both turned our heads to her bedroom door; she was pretending not to listen.
Edward got up swiftly and walked to her door; he knocked lightly on the wood. The door flew open immediately.
"Do you mind staying her for about an hour or two? Your mother and I want to go somewhere…"
"The meadow?" She asked simply. What did she know of the meadow? He better explain this to me.
He sighed. "Yes."
She smiled angelically at him. "Well alright then." She lightly closed the door.
He turned to me and was suddenly at my side. "Well ok then, shall we?" He didn't give me a chance to answer before he slung me over his back and we were running out of the door.
OK I know you all hate me but it is late and I will continue tomorrow and yes this was my FIRST FILLER CHAPTER! –cheers are heard in the background-
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