Author's Note: Sorry, I've been slow on updates. I just finished off my junior year of high school, now it's nothing but sunny days and happiness :) Anyway, enjoy!
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Bella's Perspective
I cried in secret. The rest of the day was a blur. I felt completely numb and broken. Each breath I took killed me and each tear left me naked. Of course, I tried to hide it from the others. If someone asked me about it, I'd just tell them I was really happy for Alice. Of course, it just hurt me even more when I said that.
At least I knew I wasn't the only one. Alice was in just as much pain as I was in. She couldn't eat or sleep. Sometimes, she could not walk, so I had to help her. For a whole week, I saw her sob and sigh. Sometimes, I had to force feed her at moments when we were alone. But of course, that wasn't all we did when we were alone.
That night, when we found out that she was engaged, we made love for the first time. We realized that our time was limited and we felt as if we were ready to express our love for each other at this moment. It was special...she was special.
We made love in the cottage at night. I helped sneak her out of the castle and lead her into the cottage, where we committed the act.
Her body was soft, elegant, and well chiseled. Any man or woman would be lucky to be in the presence of her, the princess of Rottingstone. We kissed with a hot, burning passion. The sheets tangled against us as we moved, ever-moving, ever-flowing, waiting to be set still for once. Every touch felt beautiful and loving. Every time I touched her, she moaned gracefully with such meaning. I made sure to move softly over her body. Then it was her turn to please me. I could not believe this angel wanted to touch me in such a way! And the way she moved her fingers and lips was magical, as if a witch had taken over my beloved princess.
When we had finished, we laid there and just talked for a while, adoring each other, until we got tired and decided to retire to our rooms. We began doing this every day for a whole week. If this is supposed to be a sin, I don't mind. I would rather die and go to hell then die and never get to know Alice Cullen in such a way. I will die a sinner...but at least I will die a happy sinner.
She cried every night, and I'd comfort her. I didn't know exactly what she was going through, but I knew one thing: she did not want to marry Jasper. Jasper was too abusive and was not a good choice for Alice. I'd rather die then see Alice get hurt by him.
Next week, we were supposed to have dinner with the Hale family. Oh, what fun that will be. I get to watch them comment on my beautiful princess and judge her as if she's some race horse.
20 days until the wedding.
