Okay….I think I went into a Twilight coma….

I seriously watched it 4 times in 24 hours. I watched it with the commentary and laughed my butt off at Rob's self deprecating comments! He is so friggen cute. Anyone else just LOVE the "Vampire Kiss" reel? Not what I expected but Oh…my God!

Oh, and I went to the midnight release "parties" that were listed for my area….they all SUCKED! The only place that was remotely giving an effort was Hot-topic but it was still so stupid. I went to all of them though because I knew if I didn't I would hear something on the news the next day about R. Pattz making a surprise appearance in little po-dunk J-vegas NC….cause that's how my luck works.

Check out the songs for this chapter…listen and love them.

Gov't Mule- "Soulshine"

Stevie Ray Vaughan- "Pride and Joy"

Lifehouse- "Storm" (acoustic version)

Spill Canvas- Lullaby (used in quite a few fics…but I friggen LOVE this song.)

Chapter 10

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Gov't Mule- "Soulshine"

I was happy….giddy, even.

I was on cloud numéro fucking nine.

You could not wipe the grin off my face.

I was the happiest I could remember being in a long time….all because I kissed an angel.

I am not usually a sappy person….but after last night I think my whole outlook on life has changed. The house didn't seem so tacky or foreign, it now looked cozy and cheerful. The day wasn't that overcast…hell, I thought I could see the sun just barely hidden, ready to peek through any moment now. And breakfast? Breakfast never looked so good.

Bella smiled over her shoulder at me as she poked at the boiling eggs. She had gotten up before I did, but not long before. I hardly slept at all the night before and at the first sound of her stumbling down the stairs I was up and racing to greet her in the kitchen. She looked so damn cute first thing in the morning, all tousled and sleepy. Her hair was a mess piled on her head and her t-shirt was way too big for her small frame. Sexy…damn sexy.

She was busy making Eggs Benedict. Eggs-friggen-Benedict….I hadn't tasted that dish since the last time I went to the country-club with my parents. That was more than a year ago. I didn't appreciate it then half as much as I did this morning, watching the complicated process that Bella performed making it in the small kitchen…with bare feet.

So damn sexy.

Her ever-present dog was sitting next to me, watching her work as well. I reached over and scratched him on the head. That's how fucking happy I was…I was petting the mutt.

Bella placed the finished breakfast in front of me and I grabbed her hand before she could sit down. I was conscientious of my morning breath, so I settled for kissing her little knuckles and smiled my thanks. I waited for the blush to stain her cheeks, and I wasn't disappointed. She gave me a gorgeous smile and then sat next to me to eat.

"What did you want to do today?" I asked…trying not to sound too fucking eager. She smiled shyly up at me. "I didn't have any plans really."

I thought about it for a bit. While I would love to sweep her up and take her all over town, it might be just a tad early for the constant-companion thing. Also, my broke-ass couldn't afford anything too lavish.

"Why don't we go out to dinner tonight? I don't know of any places in this city, so you pick." Dinner was good….dinner was safe, traditional.

She grinned happily and nodded. "What kind of restaurant did you have in mind?"

"Anything you want." I meant it. If she took us to some weird vegan place or some shit, I would choke something down as long as she kept smiling at me like that. She bit her lip and thought about it for a second. "How about seafood? There is a little place on the waterfront I go to. It's not the fanciest place, but the food is good and there is a great view of the water."

I finished swallowing my delicious breakfast and nodded. "Sounds great."

We both agreed to bite the bullet and do some more school work for a while. My thoughts kept wandering and more than once I caught myself jotting down music notes instead of chemical equations. I had one particular song bouncing through my head and I vowed that as soon as Jasper set a foot back in the state I was convincing him to let me get a hold of a piano. There was one at Volt and I knew he practiced there during off hours.

I grabbed my headphones and jammed them on my head, cranking up some blues as loud as I could stand it. The volume did its job and made my mind let go of that melody and concentrate on my work. I was deep in the middle of drawing out the mother-fucker of all chemical bonding diagrams when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I didn't jump…exactly. However, I will fully admit to jerking around quickly in surprise. While I did not expect her, Bella was a welcome sight. She but her lip and gave me a sheepish smile. I yanked off my headphones and smiled at her. "Hey you."

She gestured to the door. "Sorry. I knocked but you didn't answer." I waved off her apologies. "You can come in my room whenever you want."

"I can't stare at my books for another second. I was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me."

You're damn right I do.

"Sure, let me just finish this last problem. I don't want to have to touch this shit for the rest of the day." She laughed lightly in understanding. I waved towards my bed. "You can stay if you want." She smiled and moved to sit on the edge of my bed. It took me a minute…but I managed to drag my eyes from the vision of her sitting on my bed like she belonged there. I started back in on the diagram in front of me, but I listened to the little sounds she made as she looked around my room. I could tell that she got up and was walking, but I concentrated on finishing up my work so I could put it away for the day.

When I was finally done, I turned and saw her pouring over my CD collection. Her fingers reached out and brushed over a disc here and there on the shelves and I wished I could tell which ones they were from here. My curiosity won out. "See anything you like?"

She jerked in surprise at my voice, but her face was all smiles when she looked at me. "You have more music than most stores." I didn't know about all that, but yeah…I had a lot of it. I waited for her to pull one out and hold it up. "I had this same disc, but I accidentally stepped on it." Her voice sounded guilty and I looked at the case she was holding. Oh man, she should feel guilty. "You stepped on Stevie Ray Vaughan?"

She blushed again and scrunched her nose as her face grimaced. "Yeah, it was not a good day."

I got up and met her over at the wall of music. "You like Blues?"

"Some of it. My mom listened to Stevie Ray Vaughan a lot when I was growing up. I guess I just got used to hearing it." She shrugged and started to put the CD back, but I stopped her and opened the case, pulling out my other CD from the stereo and putting the new one in. As the first few notes started to play, a small smile crept up on her lips and her eyes slid shut. Her fingers started tapping to the beat on her legs and my head was already bobbing.

I got another one of those crazy fucking impulses and reached out for her hand. She opened her eyes to look up at me, and I grinned while holding her hand up and moving it so that she spun under my arm. I pulled her close to me, putting one hand on her lower back and the other still holding her hand. She grinned back at me as we danced to the upbeat song pouring out of my speakers. After swaying side to side for a few moments, I let go of her waist and we stepped back from each other. Our hands stayed together as we stretched our arms out. She stuck her other arm out dramatically and then giggled as I pulled her, spinning her so that her back was against my chest and then letting her spin back away. We continued our little dance, laughing at how crazy we must look. The song ended but I was reluctant to let her go. I stared down at her smiling face, and I will be damned if I didn't see the reflection of my longing in her eyes. She wanted me to kiss her again, and I was happy to oblige.

This kiss was just as much of a shock as the first one. I couldn't get over how soft her lips were under mine, how easily they moved in sync. When I felt her melt underneath me, and I cupped the back of her head in response, burying my fingers into her glorious hair. God, her hair was so much softer than I could have ever imagined. I wanted to bury my face in it and never leave.

I broke away from her lips and kissed along her jaw, keeping aware of any signs of discomfort from her. When I reached the point where her jaw and ear meet, I was pleased to feel her hands move to my back and then up to my shoulders, pulling me in closer. With that courage, I took a chance and gave her earlobe a little lick. I felt her stiffened slightly and suck in a breath, but I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not so I pulled back to look at her face. Her eyes were open and she was looking at me with a dazed expression. "Too much?" I asked, my voice no more than a hoarse whisper. She blinked a couple of times before answering. "No…I mean, sort of. I didn't expect it…but it was nice."

I moved one hand from her hair to trace a finger along her cheekbone. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." She surprised me by leaning up to place a quick kiss on my lips. "I'm fine. I would like to do that again sometime….if you want to." Her blush came back and she could hardly meet my eyes. I grinned at that. "You bet your ass I want to do that again."

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The movie was my choice. Bella insisted that since she picked out where we were eating dinner it was only fair. I didn't like that argument, but she seemed happy with what I picked out. I had to admit that I wasn't all into dudes dressed up as pirates, but hey, she smiled….what was I supposed to do?

It was nice how we fit together. I sat down first and let her choose how close we would sit. I wasn't going to do anything to make her feel uncomfortable, no matter how fucking bad I wanted it. Wouldn't you know that she just plopped herself down right next to me like she had been there all her life. I draped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close…and there was that smile again. Who knew that I could be this utterly satisfied with just holding a girl?

The movie was over too quickly in my opinion, but we decided to go ahead and get ready for dinner. I made an effort to control my hair, I swear I did…but that shit has a mind of its own. Maybe my clothes made up for it. Bella said that it was a pretty casual place, but I still thought khaki slacks and a navy blue crew neck sweater was appropriate enough. When I stepped out into the hall I thought about turning back around and changing, just in case I was too overdressed for her taste. I halted in my steps when she stepped out from her room. I knew I took in a deep breath, but I don't think I let it out right away.

She looked up at me shyly, her long hair falling over her shoulder. She was wearing a long sweater in a deep green color. It stopped a little ways above her knees, her legs covered by black tights. Little black slippers covered her tiny feet. Each time I see her I think that she can't get more beautiful than the last time I saw her….and I am wrong every damn time.

When I didn't speak, she started giggling. "See anything you like?" She used the words I spoke to her earlier that day, and that made me laugh and break out of my stupor. "Yes, I see something I like…very much." Her blush was back in full force and I didn't even bother trying to stop myself from reaching out and trailing over it with my fingertips.

We didn't say much as we drove to the restaurant. The sun was beginning to set and it threw the cloudy sky into an array of brilliant colors. The east coast may have awesome sunrises, but there is nothing like a west coast sunset. I pulled my Volvo into a metered spot across the street from the restaurant. Before Bella could get out of the car, I dashed over and opened the door for her, offering my hand to help her out. She seemed surprised at the action and her smile almost made me blush. I may have a tarnished reputation, but I will be damned if I was going to let my chivalry go to shit.

Bella liked it, so I was going to keep doing it…simple as that.

I held her soft hand in mine as we crossed the street. The restaurant was situated right on the waterfront and I made sure we were at a table next to the large windows overlooking the bay. Luckily business was slow that night. I suppose it was due to fall break and all. Fine by me, I wanted privacy with Bella. We watched as the sun dipped low in the sky, slowly disappearing. The waiter came by to light the little candle on our table. He leaned a little too close to Bella and I saw her stiffen in reaction. The guy was oblivious to her reaction, or mine for that matter. I shot daggers through my eyes and made sure he backed away as fast as fucking possible when the candle was lit. If I honestly thought the guy was trying to get fresh with my girl, I would have laid him out on the floor without a second thought. Since he seemed to be interested in nothing but lighting the candle I let that lucky mother fucker walk away. What I did do was grab Bella's hand and gave it a small squeeze. I kept my eyes on hers; waiting for her to tell me she was okay. She seemed to relax slightly and after letting out a small breath she smiled at me again. All was right in my world.

She was right, the food was pretty good. I had the mesquite salmon and she had shrimp scampi. We shared food off each other's plates and made small talk by candlelight. It was one of the best meals I could remember. She put up a good fight when the bill came, but I won despite her arguments.

After dinner I asked if she wanted to walk along the waterfront and she nodded excitedly. The night was cool but clear, the moon reflecting on the rippling water next to us. I was worried about her getting too cold, so I took off my leather coat and draped it over her shoulders.

She smiled…and I was too busy melting to feel any of the chilly night air.

We walked on the boardwalk underneath trees draped in white lights. We didn't talk anymore; we just walked in comfortable silence. I was very pleased when her little hand reached out to grab mine.

Lifehouse- "Storm"

The further we walked, the more isolated we became. When there was no one else in the immediate area, she moved to sit down on a bench facing the water. I sat down next to her, looking for her smile. It wasn't there.

She was staring down at our joined hands and I felt hers tremble slightly in mine. "Bella?" She didn't look up me and the grip on my hand increased. I was confused, and just a little freaked out. "What's wrong?"

She finally looked up at me. There were no tears on her face, but her eyes were shining like the tears were not far away. I reached up with my other hand and cupped the side of her face as if I could keep those tears away. She bit her lip and then let out a deep sigh. "Edward, I want to tell you."

I had a pretty good idea what she wanted to tell me, but I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to continue. I wasn't going to pressure her. If she wanted to tell me about her past I would listen, but if she got too upset I was going to do whatever I could to stop it. She let go of my hand and turned her face away from my hand to stare out at the dark water. I wanted to do the same, to let her talk without staring at her…but I couldn't look away for long. My eyes darted back and forth between the glittering water and her pale face.

"After mom died, I was put in a group home. It wasn't so bad there, really. The kids that I roomed with were quiet and I could read all I wanted to. No one really bothered me.

After a few months I was placed in a foster home. It was my first and last foster placement. I was there for nine months, seventeen days and 5 hours."

When she paused, I got a knot in my stomach. I wished more than anything that I hadn't eaten dinner. Something bad happened in that home and I needed to somehow keep myself together and help her at the same time.

"Nancy and Phil were my foster parents. Nancy was so clueless about everything but her social appearance. She would be at all the community events, PTA meetings, soccer practices…but at home, she was nothing but a drunk zombie. She would come home and as soon as I put dinner down in front of her, she would stop talking, stop listening and just drink until she passed out on the couch. Phil was….he was totally sober, all the time." Her voice was bitter, but the tears hadn't started yet. I wanted to comfort her anyways, but I knew she had to finish all that she could before I could touch her again.

"They had two other foster kids…two boys a little older than me. Seth was great." Her lips twitched up to a smile. "He and I were almost the same age and he always looked out for me…as much as he could anyways. Marcus was older than us, almost sixteen when I first got there." My heart broke as the first tear fell.

"The first time Marcus touched me, I thought it was an accident. I laughed it off and didn't think about it again. The next time, he cornered me in my bedroom and I knew that he meant it. He made sure that I knew that."

I saw red, the moon…the lights…the water…everything was cloaked in a red haze. I was ready to kill someone, but Bella's story wasn't done.

"I was too afraid to tell anyone, but Seth knew. I don't know how, but he knew. He made sure to be around me as much as possible. I was never alone during the day, but at night…" She let out a little choking sob and I automatically reached for her. She shook her head and looked at me with pleading eyes, and I reluctantly dropped my hands.

"Marcus would look at me, and I would know that night he would be coming to my room. I tried to barricade my door, but he would just push his way in anyways. There was one night that I was crying too loud, and Phil walked in.

"He saw Marcus…saw what he was doing to me. I thought it was over, now someone knew and he would have to leave me alone. But Phil just walked in, shut the door and he would…hold me down…"

I felt my eyes stinging with tears and my breath came in and out in ragged gasps. I clenched my hands into fists, desperate to maintain control. I had to stay strong for her, but I wanted to scream, I wanted to fight…I wanted to curl up and cry like I have never cried before.

When I reached for her this time, she didn't push me away. She collapsed into my arms and I wrapped myself around her as tight as I could. She was shaking so hard, her sobs wracking her body. I buried my face into her hair, whispering in her ear. I didn't know exactly what I was saying, but I just kept talking to her. I ran one hand up and down her back, rocking her back and forth. Only when she couldn't see my face…only then did I let my own tears fall.

When her sobs quieted, I pulled back from her just enough so I could take a deep breath. "Bella, is it alright if I ask you some questions?" God help me, I didn't want to upset her more…but I had to know. I felt her nod against me, her face still buried in the crook of my neck. I felt like my sweater was soaked from her tears, but I could give a shit less.

"Did you ever tell anyone what happened?"

She sniffed and turned her face out so I could hear her. "I didn't have to. It wasn't long after that first night that Seth found them with me. He hit Phil with a baseball bat and knocked him out. Marcus took the bat away from him…he beat up Seth pretty bad, but my screams woke up the neighbors. The police came and Marcus was taken into custody, and eventually so was Phil. Seth stayed in the hospital for a few days before being placed in another foster home on the other side of the state. I never saw him again after that night. The next day I went back into the group home. That's when I met Alice."

I pulled back slightly at her change of tone. I was surprised to see a small smile on her face, even as the tears still fell. I used my thumb to wipe them away as much as I could. "Alice was in the group home too?"

She shook her head. "She was volunteering there, more as punishment from her parents for swiping their credit card than anything, but she still put her full effort into her work. Even at twelve years old, Alice was a force to be reckoned with."

I let out a snort at that. I could only imagine Alice as a young teenager.

"I didn't talk to anyone when I came back, but Alice pestered me everyday. She talked when I wouldn't and my day was never silent anymore. One time she brought her boom-box with her and played the newest Paula Abdul tape for me. She danced around the room, spinning and kicking and doing all these elaborate moves in the tackiest outfit I had ever seen. I couldn't help but giggle at her, and it was the first time I had laughed in almost a year. After she saw my reaction, she forced me into dancing with her." She looked up at me with a wry smile on her face. "You can imagine how hesitant I was, given my clumsy nature." I gave her a tight smile in return, not quite able to give her a full one. "Well it took me a while, but when I started dancing, I couldn't stop. Alice and I danced all day long and everyday after that. Even when her volunteer work was over, she came back day after day and we made the silliest dance routines. She eventually brought Rose with her and after I realized she wasn't as scary as she wants people to believe, I got close to her as well.

"One day Alice brought her parents with her. She was telling me how they knew all about me and that they wanted to meet their daughter's new best friend. I didn't know at the time, but they were applying for an application to be my foster parents. They couldn't get a loan to officially adopt me, but the state helped them out being foster parents. The day they took me home was one of the happiest days of my life. They knew about what happened, and none of them ever made me feel uncomfortable. I even became comfortable with Alice's father, but it took me a few years and a lot of couch-time with a therapist."

Her eyes were drying, but full of apprehension. "Is there anything else you wanted to ask me?"

I started to open my mouth and ask her what had been on my mind since she started her story. I desperately wanted to know if those bastards had…raped her. I wanted to know how far their advances went. But one look in those big brown eyes, and I couldn't make myself put pain back into them again this night. "No, love. No more questions." My voice was almost as hoarse as hers was. She looked down at her hands again, and when she spoke I had to lean closer to hear her. "So now that you know, does that change things?"

Her fear was that I would see her differently, that I would reject her based on something horrible that happened to her when she was just a kid. My mind couldn't wrap around the fact that someone had hurt her that badly, that someone had tried to destroy this wonderfully beautiful creature beside of me. I knew if anyone ever hurt her again, I would become a monster…I would kill them with absolutely no remorse.

But that was not now…now she needed me.

"I won't lie to you Bella, things have changed…I do see you differently." She didn't look at me, she just nodded her head somberly, staring at her lap. Her shoulders were hunched and her hair was blocking my view of her face. I reached over and tucked her hair behind her ear before tilting her face towards me. Her eyes were still downcast, and it physically hurt me to see new tears making their way down her face. "Hey," I whispered and waited for her to meet my eyes. "You are so much more beautiful to me now than ever before." Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, and I looked at her with all the intensity I felt inside me. "You are the most beautiful thing in my world, and I really want to kiss you right now…if that's alright with you."

She didn't say anything; she just nodded slowly, eyes still wide. She didn't believe me…so I showed her.

The Spill Canvas- "Lullaby"

I leaned in and placed a long kiss on her forehead. I moved down and kissed each of her closed, wet eyes. I shifted and kissed one delicate cheek, then the other, kissing her tears away. I kissed her small nose. By the time I reached her lips, she was panting slightly. I pressed my lips against hers lightly, gently. I wanted her to decide how intense this kiss would be, but it took all I had inside me to hold back from ravishing her sweet mouth. I didn't have to wait long. She let out a small whimper and opened her mouth under mine. I didn't need any further invitation. I took her full bottom lip and sucked on it gently. Her hands found their way into my hair and tugged me closer. Her hot little tongue swept across my top lip and it was my turn to whimper.

This was the kiss that trumped all other kisses…not just in my life…but all the kisses throughout time. Our lips caressed each other, and our tongues tentatively danced together. It was sweet, it was beautiful and I never wanted it to end. When we needed to breathe I kept kissing her. I think I kissed every inch of her face as she gasped into my ear. I finally leaned back to look at her face and I was very pleased to see the dazzled look was back, her lips smiling softly and her eyes half-closed. I didn't break my gaze as I brought her hands to my lips, kissing each knuckle gently before turning them over and kissing the center of her palms. She closed her eyes again, but kept the smile. Her cheeks bloomed a delicious shade of red, and I knew that I had affected her as much as she had affected me. I had to pull her against me again; I had to hold her close and reassure myself that she was actually here now, with me, and that she was safe. I wasn't lying to her when I told her she was the most beautiful thing to me. I was quickly turning this one small girl into my whole world. I couldn't say this to her just yet, and I could hardly admit it to myself…

Bella was my life now.

B

It was late by the time we made our way back home. Edward only let go of my hand long enough to open the door for me or to turn up the heat when I shivered. Every now and then he would catch me staring at him and he would smile and run his finger along my cheek or kiss my hand. His fast driving didn't get my heart beating as fast as the loving looks he would send my way.

I was falling in love, if I wasn't already there. I never knew that it could feel like this. I have seen both of my best friends fall in love quickly and passionately but I thought it was just how they were. I didn't believe that there were such intense feelings when you found the person you wanted to spend all your time with. I felt completely relaxed for the first time in my life, like I didn't have to live with disappointment anymore. I had accepted the fact that I was not going to be able to have a normal relationship or share my past with anyone besides my closest friends. I never counted on Edward coming into my life.

I told him everything, all the deepest darkest things I had been afraid of for so long…and he still wanted me. The kiss we shared was beyond amazing. I had never considered myself to be a person of great beauty, but I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world when Edward looked at me like that. I knew he was upset about what I told him, but he was upset for me and not at me. It opened up so many possibilities. I didn't want to consider a relationship with him because I thought as soon as he knew about what happened to me he would run away. But here he was, taking my hand again and smiling at me as he helped me out of the car.

We walked into a dark house and I flipped on the small kitchen light above the sink. Jake padded into the room and came to greet us. Edward opened up the door to let him outside and I was once again amazed when Jake let him scratch his ears.

Edward looked up and saw me smirking at him. "What?" I shook my head and laughed. "My dog has good taste." Edward rolled his eyes and just opened the door back up when Jake scratched at it.

We stood there in the dark living room and if he was feeling like I was, I didn't want the night to end quite yet. I wasn't ready to say goodnight and lose this feeling, but I couldn't help the yawn that snuck up on me.

"It's late, you should get some sleep." He sounded as regretful as I felt, so I took another chance. "Edward? Do you think…you might stay with me tonight?" I bit my lip as I waited for his answer, my face feeling hot. He regarded me for a moment, looking unsure. I jumped to explain further. "I really would like to have you with me tonight, just to sleep." I kind of wished I hadn't said anything, but I already poured my heart out to him, so what's the worst that could happen with this request?

He stepped forward and took my hand back in his, looking directly into my eyes. "Are you sure? I would like that more than anything and I promise to keep my hands to myself, but I won't do anything you aren't comfortable with." I gave him a small smile. "Well, I was hoping you could keep your hands on me at least a little bit. I like being in your arms, and I really don't think I can wait until tomorrow." My confidence grew as his crooked grin came back. He moved in for a quick kiss and then led me towards the stairs.

I changed into my pajamas…just a simple black t-shirt and dark blue pants. I managed to convince Jake to lie on his own bed on the floor and give up the other half of the human bed. Edward tapped gently on my door and I let him in, nervous but ready to have him hold me again. He had changed as well and he was wearing black pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt. We didn't say anything as we climbed into my bed and under the covers. I lied on my side looking at him, unsure of what to do next. Edward decided for me and pulled me in close to him. My head naturally rested on his shoulder and my body fit against him perfectly. He placed a kiss on top of my head and played with my hair with one hand. The other hand traced patterns on my bare arm that was draped over his muscular chest.

I was already on my way to unconsciousness, but his quiet humming helped me along. I recognized the song he was singing and I wondered if he knew that it was one of my favorite songs. I reminded myself to ask him in the morning, right now I was too busy being utterly and completely content.

So, I hope Bella's story didn't come off too cliché. I want her to be strong, but to have deep emotions beneath the surface.

As for Edward, while JERK-ward can be totally sexy sometimes, it's nice to write him as the Edward Cullen we all know and love!

Please let me know what you think of it…I am really apprehensive about posting this chapter. I didn't get a lot of response to the last chapter, but I will chalk that up to people not coming up for air while watching Twilight over and over again…like me!

My songs are on my profile of course. I threw in a semi-Lullaby…because I am getting tired of the same old piano one in all these stories. He did not write that song for her…just hummed it to her as she fell asleep.

Spill Canvas is one of my Favorite Bands EVER and they will be all in this story, so get used to it!

Get me motivated, because next chapter brings the roommates back home….will they let everyone know about their relationship???