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Chapter Ten: The Truth

"Don't say it!" I yelled as I went to the kitchen. He thinks it's so funny that I was scared out of my mind tonight. I think I have watched one too many horror films.

Edward followed close behind, laughing slightly. "Fine, I won't say that you were—"

"Hush," I said grabbing a beer out of the refrigerator.

I didn't offer him a drink; he didn't deserve one after he laughed at me like that. Seriously, I was scared. I walked past him ignoring the smell of his cologne and the light in his eyes.I walked into the living room to take a seat on the sofa.

As I was leaving the kitchen I could hear the refrigerator open and close. I sat down on the couch staring at the hole in the window. This time it wasn't entirely my fault that we had a gaping hole in the window. I blame Jason. Edward took a seat next to me with a beer in hand. His shoulder was touching mine, I couldn't feel the warmth of his body radiating onto my own.

I took a swig of my drink and smiled up at him. "Who's going to fix the window?"

He looked down at me then glanced at the window. He shrugged his shoulders and mimicked my actions by taking a quick sip of his own drink. "Well, it was your fault."

"My fault?" I asked, surprised. "This was definitely your fault."

"How could it be my fault? You're the one that threw the statue at me."

I laughed at the memory. "I thought you were Jason from Friday the Thirteenth. You shouldn't have surprised me like that."

He shook his head. "If I didn't have lightening fast reflects, I wouldn't have a head right now."

I pushed his shoulder playfully - this really was his fault. "Don't be a drama queen, it just would have knocked you out for a bit. Besides, You came into the house without my knowledge, what was I suppose to think?"

Edward ran his finger through his hair considering my words. "Not that I was some fictional character. When you didn't answer the door I thought you were in danger. How was I supposed to know you were hiding in the closet?"

I remained silent; he had a point. I was hiding in the hallway closet when I

heard knocking. I didn't think it would be Edward, I thought it was a murderer trying to break in. I don't know why a murderer would knock before they came in, but there is a first for everything.

I laughed. "Do you think Kerry is going to be mad that I threw her statue through the window?"

Edward face suddenly turned serious. "Yes, furious."

I could see why he would be scared, that stupid statue was suppose to be a symbol of their marriage or some shit like that. It was the closest thing to me when I crawled out of the closet, having it be Kerry's marriage doll was just a plus. The more I thought about it, mom would be angrier than Kerry.

When we were little mom sat us both down and showed us "The marriage doll." She told us the first daughter to get married will receive the doll as a symbol of love. She said it's been passed down from generation to generation. During the whole speech my mother not once looked my way. It was like she was just talking to Kerry. She knew I wouldn't get married first, she knew from the beginning.

To Kerry, it's not a symbol of love – it just shows that she beat me at one more thing.

Neither one of us talked. I took another sip of my beer trying to think of something else to say. Edward started laughing. His laugh bounced off all the walls, sending vibrations through my body. His laugh was so carefree; I couldn't help but join him.

I finally caught my breath. "Why are we laughing?"

"That thing was hideous, wasn't it?"

I nodded my head holding back my laugh, "unquestionably hideous."

"Edward," I said quietly. "Why are you marrying her?"

Oh my god, I did not just ask him that. Way to take a perfect moment and ruin

it. Please tell me I'm dreaming! I stupidly looked down to see if I was naked, I had a nightmare like that once. I was fully clothed, I wasn't dreaming. I really just asked Edward why he was marrying my disgusting half sister.

"It's the right thing to do," he said sadly.

The right thing to do? The right fucking thing to do? That's his reason for ripping my heart out and stomping on it? Because it's the right thing to do. I felt angry. I put my beer on the coffee table and turned to him.

"The right thing to do!" I shouted. "What the hell does that mean?"

"I asked her to marry me," he said surprised at my outrage. "I can't just abandon her. That would be wrong."

"Why?" I asked. "That's not a good enough answer. Tell me why you are going to marry her."

"That's the reason, Bella," he sounded offended. "What do you want me to tell you?"

"Tell me the truth," I said standing up waving my arms around. "She's horrible. She's mean and hurtful. She has no sense of humor. You're never happy around her. For once in your life do something that makes you happy; don't just do something because 'It's the right thing to do.'

"Stop it, Bella." He said getting on his feet. "Just stop it."

"Why," I said with tears in my eyes. "Just tell me why you're still with her. Please, for my sake. Tell me the truth."

"Because," he said outraged, "the woman I wanted to be with left me. Seven months ago."

His words cut through me like razors. I lost all feeling in my legs. I needed to sit down.

"Is that what you wanted to hear?" Edward continued. "I am in love with a woman I can't have." Edward ran his finger through his hair. "I'm marrying Kerry in a week and a half unless you can give me a good enough reason not to."

"I – I," I fumbled over my words.

"Say it," Edward whispered. His eyes were locked onto mine.

He was talking about me I know he was. I couldn't think of anything to say. I'm in love with you, be with me. None of those words sounded good enough. Edward started toward the door with his head bowed. He was about to reach for the door handle when my mouth decided to finally open.

"Edward!" I yelled before he walked out of my life forever.

My legs suddenly got their feeling back. I ran half way then stopped. Edward turned around with a hint of hope in his green eyes.

"You can't marry her because," I said losing all of the courage I just gained.

"Because?" he pressed taking a step closing to me.

"Because I'm in love with you," I shouted so fast I doubted he could understand me.

I prepared myself to say it again but was interrupted by his lips crashing into my own.

Once my mind registered the fact that he was kissing me, I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer. It was the moment I have been dreaming about for so many months. I could feel all of him through his clothes. But, it still wasn't close enough. Heat shot through my body, I started to take off my shirt. Before I knew it Edward was down to his boxers and I was completely naked. I reached out and ran my hands over his chest. I could feel his heartbeat against my fingertips. I reached up and kissed him again. He tasted like magic.

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As I lay naked next to Edward a million question came crashing down on me, destroying my perfect moment. Who's going to tell Kerry? How are we going to tell Kerry? We were going to tell her, because there was no way in hell he was getting away from me this time. Not after another night of amazing sex. It's not just about the sex: he gets me. What more can you ask for?

Edward kissed my temple bringing me out of my thought process. I smiled as he whispered into my ear. "I guess I should tell you, I've never been truly in love with Kerry. It's always been you."

I moved closer to Edward and smiled into his chest. "I guess I should tell you," I said tracing circles into his perfectly toned chest. "I was never really dating Van. I was just trying to make you a little jealous."

Edward's body shook with silent laughter. "I know," He whispered.

I lifted my body up onto one arm. "You know, how?"

Edward tucked of hair behind my ear. "He told me, at the bowling alley. I think his exact words were, 'Edward you're an idiot. Open your eyes, She's undeniably in love with you.'"

"It's true," I smiled up at him. "I'm undeniably, unconditionally in love with you."

AN: Short, but worth it? I dont have much to say, nothing new really. Oh, I read this fanfiction and the person said they weren't going to update until the got X amount of reviews. Let me tell you, I don't do that. I write when I have time, I dont wait unitl I get so many reviews. I write this story for myself and then share it with all of you. So don't think that I'm holding out on you guys!

I must go write an essay and study for my calc test, BLAH.

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