FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!! Here is chapter 10..... sorry for the delay I have been working on proof reading my book What Changed and it will be for sale with in the next month. The story is not going to be for everyone. It is about domestic violence, so again it will not be for everyone. But if you buy it I hope that you enjoy it!!!!!!!!!!!

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EPOV
"Edward?" oh my goodness, my heart sank.

"Alice what are you doing? Is something wrong?" I asked her trying to get my heart to stop racing.

"Can I hang out with you guys for a little bit?" she asked timidly as Bella sat up. I wanted to groan and tell Alice to leave but I just couldn't. I wasn't the only one that was going to miss Bella.

"Sure, come sit," Bella said bringing her knees to her chest. I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her to my chest.

Alice walked over to the end of the bed, waiting awkwardly to say what was on her mind. "Do you think that if you are down by the creek we could come hang out with you?" she finally asked.

I had never thought of that possibility. Alice was a genius.

"I don't want you guys to get in trouble," Bella said with concern.

"Don't worry about us," I said knowing that if I heard her and her friends at the creek I wouldn't be able to stay away.

"As long as it doesn't cause you trouble, then I would love to see you both," Bella said with a bright smile.

"Great," Alice responded, echoing Bella's big grin. "I'll see you in the morning," Alice said quietly as she exited the room.

I was being very selfish; I was thrilled that Alice didn't stay.

I felt Bella take a deep breath and lay her head on my chest as I snuggled us so that we were relining against her pillows once again. Nothing was said between us. It seemed that we were both content with the silence. As long as we were together no words needed to be spoken. But tomorrow was our last night together; I could feel my heart breaking with just the thought of her not being with me.

"I love you Bella." I said as I kissed her hair. She didn't answer me; she had fallen asleep. I gently released my arms from around her and kissed her forehead one more time before I left.

"I love you," she mumbled in her sleep. All I could do was smile as I went to my room. A day in a half was all I had left. What was I going to do without her?

BPOV
The conversation that I had with Mrs. Cullen was something I had not been expecting. I knew I had said too much, but she didn't say anything when I said that Edward and I had kissed. I was pretty sure that the Amish weren't allowed to go around making out. And while I totally subscribed to the philosophy of, "everything happens for a reason," was this really suppose to happen to me? Could I become Amish? Did I really love Edward that much?

Edward was special there was no doubt about that. He was the first guy to give me butterflies, and I loved that feeling. I knew that I was in love with Edward; I had to be. He made me happy, truly happy, and if I didn't find that feeling with anyone else I would do anything to be with him. But, I wanted to be sure.

I knew in the Amish world that sixteen was the age when teenagers transitioned to start their adult life. Was I really ready for that? When Emmett and Rosalie came for dinner, the idea that they were twenty-one and had three children, it just blew my mind. I really had a lot to think about and knowing that I had a year to think it though gave me some small piece of mind.

Paul and Kate: too freaking cute. I fell in love with them. Some day I would love to have a big family like the Cullen's with so much love.

The family dinner alone was amazing. I had the biggest smile on my face when it came to watching the family say the blessing. I would have to say nothing was cuter then seeing Paul and Kate fold their hands and pray. I almost choked on my drink when Kate called Edward out. It was beyond priceless. Kate seemed to be very feisty, I would love to see her again in a few years and see how she would act.

My presumption of the Amish before I came here was that men ruled all things, and that women and children do as they are told, when they are told. I really didn't think that there would be the deep love between a husband and a wife, the kind that I saw with Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. They really loved one another, you could see it every glance, in every innocent touch.

I also didn't think that an Amish father was involved with rearing the children, and that was completely false as well. Mr. Cullen spoke to all of the children like any other father. I watched as Emmett disciplined Paul for not listening and refusing to eat his food. Their life was so different, but so similar to the outside world, my world. And Edward was so cute playing with his niece and nephew. I think he would be a very playful father. Yes, there was no doubt in my mind that he would be a great father.

I would love to be the mother of his children. But at the same time, there are some things that I didn't know if I could give up. Some of them are superficial. I really didn't know how comfortable I would be never shaving again. I mean to never shave ANYTHING ever again, honestly, that creeped me out a lot. And always having to wear dresses and never being able to wear jeans, that just wasn't "me."

On the other hand, Edward was a pretty big reward for what amounts to some small sacrifices. I don't think I will ever see some one as beautiful as him. His messy hair, God, I love his hair, I want to run my fingers through it and just pull it. In all honesty his hair was perfect, but what would a few years hold? And as was the custom for the Amish, he would also grow a beard. Ugh, I really don't think I would like that.

I knew I was being a superficial, but this was how I felt.

I was sad that my week had gone so quickly. I woke up on Thursday feeling both sad and happy, and above all, confused. I hated being confused. I really didn't want to go home and play happy family with Charlie and Leah. I knew that Charlie wanted to have a talk with me and involve her. But I mean, come on, I just found out about her, how was I suppose to treat her? Maybe she and I could be friends, maybe. I would be lying if I wasn't a little bit curious to find out they had to say to me. I was truly going to try to be mature about the whole thing, but at the same time I knew that my "spoiled brat syndrome" would probably be rearing it's ugly head.

Then there was my mother.

After seeing what an outstanding mother Mrs. Cullen is it makes me hate my mother that much more. Why couldn't Renee be a real mother. Regardless of how anything worked out, Mrs. Cullen would always be the mother I never had. I just hoped that I would get to see the Cullens again.

It was all too much to take in and think about. It was overwhelming.

Thursday was the busiest day of the entire week. We washed every piece of bedding in the entire house, cleaned over what already appeared to be clean, and still had to make dinner. When Mrs. Cullen first told me about the day I didn't think that it was going to be a big deal. I was wrong.

I now hated dusting and I missed my washing machine and dryer more than ever. My arms hurt from washing the sheets and blankets, I even broke out in a sweat. By the time dinner came about I was exhausted.

"Long day Bella?" Mr. Cullen asked as he started to eat.

"Yes Sir," I said as I pushed my food around on my plate only taking a bite once and a while.

"With tomorrow being your last day with us, it will be a day off for you. I want you to go through all of your notes and make sure that you have asked all the questions that needed answers," he said as I smiled, knowing that I didn't have to do any more manual labor. I knew that I had to go through my notes and see what I had left to ask. Most of my questions were answered just by living the life. "Can you think of anything that you need to ask me?" he asked as I drew a blank.

"I don't really know at this moment," I told him with a shrug.

"When is your father expecting you home?" he asked and I felt Edward stiffen next to me.

"After supper."

"Good, then that will give you the day to finish your research," he said with an approving nod.

"Oh, I do have a question. Is it possible to take some pictures?" I asked as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen made eye contact.

"I suppose that would be allowable. You just can't take pictures of us," he said matter-of-factly.

"That's a sin for you-all, right?" I asked, having little knowledge of this.

"Yes, it is not appropriate to pose for a photograph. It goes against the second commandment," Mr. Cullen said as I shook my head. I was hoping for more of an explanation but he just gave me what I already knew. I would have google it later.

Dinner finished in quiet after that. We cleaned in silence. As I went about my chores I realized that I couldn't wait to blare my music when I get home. I always loved the quiet, but now it was a little overwhelming.

When the cleaning was done I went to my room. I pulled out my camera. I was hoping that maybe I would get a couple pictures of Edward but I would never ask him to go against his family's beliefs. Would it be a sin if they didn't know that I took a picture, if he wasn't posing?

I wasn't alone for long. Edward came into my room and lounged on my bed.

"Busy day," he said as he rubbed his hand up and down my back.

"It really was," I agreed.

I had my notebook out looking at all the question that I had recorded before I came to the Cullens. "Edward, are there still arranged marriages in the Amish world?" I asked remembering that I had read that somewhere.

"There use to be. Not so much anymore. Um... I think that if someone wasn't married and really didn't have intention, their father would probably intervene. But for the most part there is always someone for everyone," he explained. It made sense.

"Do you really think that taking a picture is a sin? Ya know, do you really think that you would go to hell?" I asked wanting to know his opinion.

"Honestly, I don't know anymore," he said taking my hand before he continued. "After meeting you and seeing your room," he starts to whisper, "seeing all of the pictures of you and your friends, I'm starting to second guess what I have been taught."

"I want a picture of you, of us," he whispered, staring into my eyes. I smile. What else was there for me to do? What do you say to that?
I looked over to my door and I couldn't see any one. I grabbed my camera and put the batteries in and then sat on Edward's lap. Putting my arm around his shoulder, I kissed his cheek and told him to smile. I held the camera up and took a picture. I showed him the picture and his face broke out into a huge smile.

"You won't go to hell, that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard," I said into his ear as he hugged me close to his body.

"I love you," I said into his neck. His arms tighten around me and I thought that I might cry. We didn't talk again until everyone went to bed.

"Can we take a couple more pictures?" he asked me quietly.

I gave him a small smile in return to let him know of my approval. We had a lantern by the bed so there was just enough light. I picked up the camera and he smiled and made faces as I snapped the pictures. We took pictures of us together, we even took a picture of us kissing, that was my favorite picture.

"Is there any way I can get one of these?" he asked. "I just need one," he said as I nodded my head yes, knowing one way or the other I would get him a picture.

"I promise," I said as he kissed me. "I'm going to miss this, I'm going to miss you," I said as we kissed again. He was the best thing to happen to me. I was really starting to think that there was no one else out there for me.

"I don't want you to see anyone else. Please, I can't stand it. Please wait for me," he quietly pleaded as he held my eyes with his gaze.

I didn't know what to say.

"Edward, we already talked about this."

"I know, but….. I don't want you to see if there is someone else out there. What if there is?" he asked and I could hear the desperation and anger in his voice. "I am in love with you, isn't that enough?"

I could feel the tears welling in my eyes as I tried to respond. "Your mother asked me if I believed in the saying "everything happens for a reason." I do believe that. I believe that we were meant to meet. We need to just see what happens. If you are "it" for me I will become Amish."

"How do you know that is what I want?" he said interrupting me.

"What do you mean? You don't want me in your family?" I asked again feeling confused.

"What if I don't want the Amish life?"

"How can you say that?"

"Do you not listen to me when I speak?" he asked through clenched teeth. "How can I stay with a religion if I don't fully believe in it anymore?"

"But you do."

"I have been second guessing myself this whole week. I mean, if I am being totally honest, probably longer. You have opened my eyes to a whole new world and I want to make the right decision," he said as my tears came.

I brought my knees to my chest and cried into my lap. "Bella, don't cry. There is nothing to cry over. Like you said we just have to see how this turns out. Okay? Let's do this: I don't want you to go out of your way to find someone else. But if they come to you, which I am sure they will, I … I will be fine with you seeing them," he said as I looked up from my knees.

"I don't really want to see other people. I just want to make sure that this is…real," I said waving my hand between the two of us. "I need to be a hundred percent sure. Right now I am about eighty percent," I said as he wiped my tears away.

"Okay," he said looking at me. "I love you." He said it with such conviction.

"I love you." I tried to give him a small smile as we kissed each other and then laid down. Not another word was spoken and I fell asleep.

I don't know when he left my room.

I understood how he felt about second-guessing his life. I just had to hope that he wouldn't find my world appealing. He couldn't leave his family, he just couldn't.

Friday morning...... My emotions are all over the place.

I woke before Alice; I just couldn't sleep anymore. Part of me wanted to just get the day over with, but at the same time, I wanted it to last as long as it could. Confusing right?

"Oh, you're awake," Alice said in her typical chipper tone.

"Yeah, first time for everything," I said, putting on my "happy face."

"Are you ready to go home?" she asked as she sat on my bed.

"Honestly, I don't really know," I said trying to smile.

"Bella, where do you think you will be in three years?"

Okay, not what I was expecting. I rubbed my palms over my face, "Probably in my first year of college, I guess," I told her, not really knowing where I would be.

"Would you come home during the summers?"

"I don't know. I don't know where I'm going to be applying. There's a lot of unanswered questions still up in the air. Alice, why so many questions?"

"How would I get a hold of you? You know, when I go on Rumspringa?" she asked as I smiled at her.

"Just find my dad. He will always know how to get a hold of me," I told her as she smiled brightly.

"I'm going to miss you waking me up," I told her as I put my arm around shoulder and we put our heads together.

"You don't ever seem happy in the mornings."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her observation. "True. I'm not a morning person, but I am still going to miss you," I told her as she hugged me.

"Ya know what? We will see each other again, I can feel it," she said as she left my room shutting the door so I could get dressed for the day. When I was finished I opened the door to find Edward waiting for me.

"Hey," I said with a smile.

"Good morning," he said softly. "I'm going to have to do my chores today. Will you come and hang out with me later?" he asked as I nodded my head and headed for the kitchen.

As breakfast ended I realized I really didn't have any questions that needed to be asked. I knew I wanted to take pictures, and just visit with the family I had grown to love.

It was comforting that as Mrs. Cullen didn't say anything about me leaving as Edward and his father headed out to work. I think she knew that I really didn't want to talk about it. Instead, she told me more about her life and her roll in the family. The way she was talking to me made it seem more like she was trying to help me make an informed decision about my life than assist with my research for school.

"Women are submissive, to an extent," she told me as she sat across the table from me. "We can speak our minds, but ultimately we really don't have any say in decision making. Carlisle will ask me what I think, but he has the final say. Once a decision is made we never question it."

As she spoke I finally began to come up with questions that I wanted answers to.

"Do you fight with him?" I asked timidly, knowing that I fight with my dad all the time.

"Not really. Like I said, there is no questioning a man. He has final say."

"Do you want to fight about things sometimes?"

"Yes and no. Carlisle and I talk a lot at night before we go to bed, that's when we talk about the things that children don't need to be concerned in," she told me as I nodded my head in understanding. I knew that I would not like having a voice in decision making for my life and that of my family. I could be very stubborn.

"Bella, just because Amish women do not have power, does not mean that we don't have strength. And it does not mean that we don't have influence. There are many ways to voice your opinions in a marriage," she said knowingly.

That was something I would need to think about. I felt for certain there was something I should be understanding in her comments, but I wasn't sure if I was getting the nuance of her statements. Definitely something to think about.

"I'm going to go and take some pictures, do you need any help with lunch?" I asked before I left the kitchen.

"No, you go ahead. I think I am going to just heat up some soup for lunch. You go and finish your project," she said as I headed out of the kitchen. I went to put on my hoodie before heading outside with my camera.

I took a couple pictures of the house and the barn. I also took a picture of the horse that was in the field behind the barn and I took a picture of the buggy. I opened the barn and snapped a picture of Edward carrying a bale of hay.

"Still taking pictures I see," he said as I walked to him throwing my arms around his neck, hugging him.

"I was missing you," he said as I kissed his lips.

"I missed you too," I told him as he held me to his chest. "Lunch should be done, you hungry?" I asked him as he held me close.

"Yeah, I could eat," he said kissing my temple. "Just let me finish up here and then I should be done for the day," he said as he released me from the hug.

"Would you walk me down to the school yard so I can take some pictures?" I asked as he moved more hay.

"Of course," he said as I smiled at him and walked back to the house.

"Hi Bella," Alice called as she walked up the drive coming home from school. "What's that?" she asked pointing to the camera.

"Oh, I was just taking pictures," I told her.

"May I see?"

"Sure." I turned on the camera and found the pictures that I had just taken, passing the pictures that Edward and I had taken the previous night.

"Oh, wow. This is so cool," she said with a smile.

We made our way into the house and I could smell the soup that we were having for lunch. As we joined Edward and Mrs. Cullen around the table, it was the first time that I closed my eyes and prayed. I didn't know exactly what I believed in, but I did ask whoever listens to watch over the Cullens and that I was thankful for having this time with them.

When I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was Edward's green eyes sparkling with happiness. I don't think I will ever understand what it meant to him to see me praying. There was pride in his eyes that filled me with such warmth.

After lunch Edward and I walked hand and hand to the schoolyard, Alice stayed behind to help Mrs. Cullen with dinner. Not a word was spoken until we walked to the meadow after I had all my pictures. We lay in the grass as close to one another as we could get, the sun so warm our faces.

Edward reached into my hoodie pocket, pulled out my camera, and started to take pictures of us the way I had showed him the previous night. The afternoon was so carefree and fun. I would have to say that Edward's laugh was my favorite sound. His voice was so smooth and I could listen to him talk all day. His laughter was musical. I was going to miss him something furious.

We headed back to the house for dinner after the most amazing afternoon of my life. Edward was the best companion that I could ever ask for.

Dinner, I would have to say, was the best that I had had here. Instead of the traditional silence, we laughed and talked about the week that we all had had. Mr. Cullen even told us to go around the table and say the one thing that we all learned through out the week.

"I learned that not judging people is definitely the best life lesson I could ever learn," Alice said as I saw Mr. Cullen's face beam with pride.

"I learned that as long as you raise a child right, no matter the religion, they will have good heart," Mrs. Cullen said as I smiled at her.

"I learned a lot," Edward said, not looking at anyone. I wanted to comfort him but I didn't know how in front of his parents.

"Well," Mr. Cullen said as he cleared his throat. "First I want to say that I have sinned and I ask you Bella for your forgiveness," he said as I looked to him in confusion as well as his family. "When you first approached us, asking permission to learn more about us, I was very against it. With what I have seen of teenagers in the outside world, I didn't want that in my home. After speaking to your father, he ensured me that you were a normal teen, but yet you were different. And he was right. I thought that you might make a mockery of our life and I thought that you might cause trouble for my family. And for that I ask your forgiveness," he said staring right into my eyes. "I would like to thank you for spending the week with us," he said as I stared at him with a gaping mouth.

"Um.... yeah of course. I forgive you, "I mumbles awkwardly. "But in all honesty, there is nothing to forgive. And I am very grateful for you allowing me to spend the week here."

"We have something for you," Mr. Cullen said as we started to clear the table. I looked to Edward who gave me a smile and I knew he knew about this.

"Leave the dishes Bells," Edward said as we all walked into the living room.

"We wanted to give you something to remember us by and we know that you like to read, so, here you go," Mr. Cullen said as Edward held up a homemade wooden bookshelf.

I couldn't respond with the huge lump in my throat. Knowing that I had to say goodbye, and with the present that they had given me brought all my emotions to the surface and the tears spilled over.

I wanted to say thank you, but I couldn't find my voice. I didn't want the Cullen family to see me breakdown so I quickly pulled myself together. I cleared my throat before I spoke.

"Thank you so much. I love it. You really didn't have to," I said quietly. I tried to smile, looking at each the loving people that I considered to be extend family.

Alice was crying and I could tell she was trying not to. Mrs. Cullen had tears threatening to spill over as well but a smile across her face. Mr. Cullen had a bright smile on his face and it was the first time that I had seen him look genuinely happy.

But it was Edward's face that broke my heart and I almost started to cry again. I could tell that he was trying to hide his emotions. His face looked pained and his eyes had tears in them.

"I know the perfect place for it," I said as I smiled.

"Well, if you have all of your things together, Edward can bring you home. I'm sure your father is waiting for your return," Mr. Cullen said as my smile faded.

"That's very nice of you, but I can walk," I said as Edward spoke for the first time.

"I want to Bella," he said in a strained voice. All I could do was nod as he left the house to get the buggy ready. Mr. Cullen walked out behind Edward.

"Well Bella, I have to say that it has been an honor to meet you and I pray to see you again," Mrs. Cullen said as I threw my arms around her and hugged her. I heard her sniffle and my tears came back. I wanted to be able to see her whenever I wanted and it broke me knowing that I couldn't.

"Bella, I'm going to miss you," Alice said as she hugged me. "I can't wait to see you again," she said as I hugged her tighter.

"Just remember that Charlie will always know how to get a hold of me," I told her as she smiled through her tears.

I picked up my bag and we headed for the door. Edward was waiting with his father by the buggy. I was still crying but the tears were intermittent, I was fine one minute and then some tears would fall the next.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay," Mr. Cullen said sincerely as he extended his hand to me.

"I did… very much. Thank you for letting me have this opportunity," I said with a broken voice shaking his hand.

"I would have to say it was a learning experience for all of us," he said.

I didn't know what else to say, so I said nothing. As I climbed into the buggy I took a last look at the house and barn before I brought my eyes back to the Cullens. I would miss them so much. I felt the jostle of Edward getting into the driver's seat as I turned and waved good bye to the family that I wanted as my own.

Tears rolled down my face as we made our way down the drive way. I was hoping I wasn't saying good bye, I was hoping that I was saying, "until later." I looked to Edward as a new wave of tears fell. How was I going to live without seeing Edward every day? How was I going to make it, until later?

There you have it next chapter is going to Edwards pov and Bella talk with Charlie and Leah

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