Dear SM: Thank you for Twilight. Love, Me
Hello bbs! First thing's first:
*** if you didn't get an alert for chapter 7 go back and read it first.*** FFN is being a 'B' and won't send out alerts for some reason.
Thanks to Marmievicki for being an awesome pre-reader and person in general. She's a speed reader and always gives me great advice.
Kisses to everyone reading. You turn on my heartlight.
Anyway, here's more from Dreamward. It could be considered a filler chapter, but it's necessary so you can get what's happening. Give E some love too. See you on the other side!
"I think we dream so we don't have to be apart for so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time." ~Calvin and Hobbes
E/DMPOV
When I finally saw Bella in person, I couldn't believe it. My dream Bella was beautiful, but she was nothing compared to the real thing. Combine that with her scent and witty charm, not to mention her taste and I was a goner. I could feel it when she and her brother had entered the bar before Alice told me. It was like there was an invisible line pulling me to her, one that couldn't be fought. I told Alice to leave, because Bella would surely recognize her from the hotel, which was NOT my idea by the way. Alice took it upon herself to go the hotel and see if she could feel Bella out, but she got caught spying on her. How the psychic didn't see that one coming, I'll never know.
Alice, Alec and Felix left and I was just there with Rosalie. I should have sent her packing too, but then I would have missed Bella putting her in her place. It was priceless! When she told her she would cuntpunch her I almost came in my pants. The mouth on this woman could be the death of me, but what a way to go. The Bella of my dreams had also become more aggressive as of late, and I loved it.
I worried that she would recognize my voice, but hers was a lot clearer than in my dreams. The only way to describe it is that in our dreams we sound like we just woke up, our voices are the same, just a little groggy. I knew she would think I sounded familiar, but my secret was still safe until I was ready to be revealed.
I made countless errors throughout the night and I couldn't tell if it was on purpose. Did I want her to figure it out already?
No, she would flip for sure. I don't know how I kept from freaking out. The whole idea was ridiculous, and yet it was real and happening. Love is amazing in the way that it will use any means to bring two people together. Even the unconventional.
I suggested the white wine because I had gotten it for her in a previous dream. It was fairly safe because lots of women drink wine so I could be reasonable in assuming that's what she might order. When I said "you don't know how long I've waited for you" she thought I was implying just the few minutes at the bar. I was lucky she couldn't see the look of panic on my face when I realized I had spoken that thought out loud. I couldn't believe she was actually real and standing in front of me.
When I watched her sing it was like we were the only two people in the bar. I needed to have my mouth on her. I found a dark hallway and kissed her. When she kissed me back, and I knew she felt the spark, all previous intentions of going slow were forgotten. I didn't care that she didn't know who I was. Her body knew, it recognized my touch and responded. Using the ice cube was something I had wanted to try in our dream sessions, but I wasn't going to let the opportunity to do it in reality escape me. Her skin was so hot and tasted so good, like strawberries and cream. I wanted to follow the trail from the ice with my mouth, replacing cold with hot, tasting every inch of her until she begged me for more. I was so caught up in the fact that I was about to see her tits for real for the first time that I made my final mistake. I called her Isabella.
I realized my error and noticed she had stilled too. Did it click? Was I found out? I tried to judge what was happening in her head, but she wouldn't even look me in the eye. An even worse scenario played in my mind. She thinks that I just wanted to get her naked tonight, that this is a one night stand for me. Why wouldn't she? She has no idea that I think of her as the sun in my day, the center of my universe. To her I'm just a guy that picked her up in a bar.
Idiot!
I started rambling off the first things that were coming to mind, and she stopped me by telling me she liked me so she wanted to do this right.
My heart soared in my chest and I knew I was smiling like an idiot. She liked me!
After she and Emmett left, I jumped in the back of the limo that was waiting and changed into my evening attire. I still had to make an appearance at the dumb charity event. It was a midnight ball though, so the timing worked out great. The drive was about an hour, so I took a small catnap to see if I could catch Bella before we got there. I was dying to see if she would mention me to me, and maybe she'd still be worked up enough that we could get naked. I wasn't above that now; I had to have some relief.
She wasn't anywhere to be found, so I figured she wasn't asleep yet. I decided to try and write her. I didn't know if it would actually work, but I figured it was worth a shot. I don't know what made me write the part about liking her in blue and hoping she had a good time. Maybe subconsciously I was ready for this charade to be over, for her to figure it out. I wanted to skip all this and move to the part where I can kiss her anytime I want. The excitement wakes me up.
The limo pulls up to the event and Alice tries to fix my hair before she gets out. I don't even know why she bothers. It's untamable.
I can't take the suspense anymore so I text Bella before stepping out and trying to smile instead of shielding my eyes from the flashing bulbs of the media.
You awake? ~E
Now I am, some idiot's texting me. ~B
Oh my God, She's right I am an idiot. It's too soon, I JUST saw her.
Oh, my apologies. I'll let you get back to your dream. G'night Bella ~E
I hope she doesn't hate me. I'm walking in with Alice and getting a very nasty look from Esme for having my phone out. Tough shit, this is important. Life or death even.
Wait… Do I know you? ~B
Of course! She wouldn't have my number in her phone yet. The relief I feel can't be measured.
Well I would hope you aren't in the habit of giving strangers in a bar your phone number. Should I call you Marie? ~E
There, that should clue her in to who I am. Unless she really is in that habit, in which I will be forced to hunt all those men down and have them killed.
I am apparently a violent caveman now.
Now that I know it's you, I'm glad I woke up. ~B
Fist pump and happy dance!
I don't even care that I'm in a room full of the most elite people in Greece, I am texting like a thirteen year old girl, squeals included.
Nothing good to dream about tonight? ~E
Moment of truth.
I honestly can't remember what it was about~B
And there it is. I didn't know whether to be happy that I made her forget everything when she talked to me, or be upset that it was actually me she was forgetting. I need to make a plan on what to tell her tonight, try and coerce her into talking about me. After the letter she's sure to have questions, so I need to get my game face on.
I wonder if there's a closet or something I can sneak away to for a quick snooze?
"Edward you can't see Bella tonight" Alice says, coming up behind me and pulling my arm until we're in an office of some sort.
Damn Psychic
"What do you mean? I just want to check in with her, see if she says anything about me."
"Whoa, first of all, stalker much Edward? And second of all you need to pay attention, Esme is about to bust your ass and take away that phone so listen up" is all she gets out before sure enough my mother comes in and snatches my phone away without another word. Now I really feel like that thirteen year old girl.
Alice is laughing so hard she starts to hiccup, but stops when I try to yank the pixie right out of her hair. "Alright, alright here's the deal. You can't see her in her dreams anymore because you've met, so she'll be able to recognize your face. You need to approach this carefully or she's going to feel betrayed after she gets over the shock." Her face softens before she continues. "Edward she's going to know that you knew her tonight and didn't say anything. The way I see her reacting right now is not good."
Well shit, now I REALLY need a plan.
Well, no more DM for Bella… or is there? Bwuahahahaha. Only I know for now. Isn't this Edward just a sweetheart? Not like my other Edwards at all.
Pretty please with sugar on top, review. Let me know what you think should happen next. Should they meet? If yes then how?
My one shot "revenge is a dish" finally posted. It's a good time, so check it out, you can find it on my page. Follow me on twitter so we can live chat during the show (sorry, I watch a lot of tosh.0) fictorious is my name and tweetings my game. Oh lord, I've been drinking too much when I write.
See you soon
Love, Me
