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Chapter 10

I kept my eyes closed as I woke up. I had the strangest dream, but it seemed real, well, most of it anyway.

Edward returned, but he brought his family with him. I finally surrendered and asked him to kill me; he roared at me and said that he didn't want to be here. Of course he didn't, he didn't love me and wanted our little affair to disappear. I wasn't good enough for him, and he wanted me to stop pestering him, so he said I love you.

I really did want to kill myself, and end this pain, the never ending pain.

I froze when I felt a cold hand on my cheek. I flinched, and tried to inch away from it.

"What's wrong, Bella?" his voice asked me. He stayed; does this mean that he really was going to kill me?

I opened my eyes, to be surprised at my new surroundings. I wasn't in the hospital anymore, I was in a bedroom, just a normal bedroom with a window and a dresser and a bed. I kept looking around and I found Edward, sitting on the right side of my bed beside me. His eyes looked tortured and hurt, and for the life of me I didn't know why.

"Where am I?" I asked, ignoring his previous question. He looked away from me and looked around the room.

"You are at the new house that we moved into after we left Forks. Why?"

"Because I'm not in the hospital anymore, my home for the majority of the time since you left me. But of course you returned to hurt me."

"Bella, I wasn't ever there. I've been locked up in my room here, moping about what a disaster I turned us out to be, and what a mistake leaving you was."

"Why were you moping, you don't love me? Was it the pity for me that you felt?"

"But you're wrong, Bella. I do love you, and I left you because of the danger you were in when I was constantly around you. I can see that you pose more of a threat to yourself than I do. I wasn't there with you, Bella. Jasper and Emmett were, though. After they read the article, they needed to check up on you and see the damage. They came back and Alice told us what they were doing while they were away. That was the biggest fight the Cullens, all of us, has ever had. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't have went and seen you. Before I read the article, I had no idea what was going on and what pain I put you in. I thought that you would get on with your life, but you didn't."

His little ramblings were convincing, I must give him that much. "But why did you take me out of the hospital?"

"Because, something obviously did that to you, and the easiest way to protect you is to keep you near us, so we can dispel this demon."

"Demon?"

"If vampires and werewolves exist, why can't demons and witches and any other mythological creatures?"

"Werewolves?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, I guess you didn't know about that one. The Quileute's in LaPush were actually werewolves, only the males and mutant females. Jacob was likely a werewolf too."

"Ok, let me get this straight. My boyfriend was a Vampire, my best friend was a vampire along with their entire family, my father's best friend's son was a werewolf, and did I miss anything? How about Lauren or Jessica were witches, and Mike was a kind of demon incarnate?"

He scoffed at me. "Once again, you have no idea as to the truth of you words, and you have no idea what you are really saying. It's miraculous."

"Jessica is a witch?" I asked with a voice pitched a bit high.

"Forks were a region favoured by many different creatures." He emphasized creatures as if it was like a zoo.

"And that includes you."

"What?"

"…You aren't human either. Do you think that humans can smell blood, get into that much trouble and attract it too, and pull people with a sub-conscious magnetic pull?"

"That kinda sounds inhuman, sure."

He just looked out the window, away from my questioning eyes. A soft knock on the door scattered my train of thought.

"Come in, Alice."

Alice walked slowly over to my bed and sat like Edward, on my left side of the bed.

"Can I tell her?"

"I don't know if I can." She nodded her head to his response.

"Bella, have you heard of the Greek and Roman mythologies?"

"When I was younger, but I didn't take much interest into it."

"Of course not.

"What if you were part of an ancient matrilineal heritage, dating back to the times of Olympus? It's not just a myth, Isabella."

I looked over to Edward, and he looked back at me with only curiosity in his eyes. No trace of the hatred of the Edward that hurt me was to be found in his eyes, and it had me wondering if I had been under a misapprehension. Was it really Edward?

"What does this heritage consist of, Alice?" I said cautiously, wondering if this was a hoax, or something else that they were doing to tease me, like the love thing.

"Have you heard of the Muses of ancient Greece?"

"Um, I think I remember something from Hercules about them?"

"No, silly. They get everything wrong, just like the Vampires, Werewolves and Witches!" Alice laughed, and it sounded so carefree. Edward laughed with her, and it seemed as if they haven't laughed since the day Edward left me, as if they really did care, and only now were able to laugh again. Why is my mind playing tricks on me?

"You are a mortal descendant of the Muses, guardians. It is always passed down from mother to daughter. Their voices were said to render immobile every immortal atop Olympus. Have you ever sung before? Maybe to yourself quietly?"

"Yes, before I met Edward, I use to sing as a stress reliever, but it was always quiet and I was always alone. I don't think that my voice is good."

"I already told you before that you don't see yourself clearly at all, why should this be any different?"

"Why am I here, Edward? Why are you here?" I asked quietly. Alice quietly excused herself, and Edward's face regained its painful façade.

"Do you want to leave?" His voice sounded pained, and hurt.

"No, I mean you don't love me, so why are we here?"

"I do love you, Bella. I told you already that I said that to get a clean break, and that maybe you'd forget about me quicker."

"How can I believe you? You said that you didn't love me, and it made sense, I am just a below average human. I'm not good enough for you, the perfect, intelligent, gorgeous in the most-highest sense…" I started to weep as I started naming off his features.

"Please don't cry, Bella. I do love you, the intelligent, caring, self-sacrificing, and beautiful in the 'highest sense of the word'." He came closer to me, and kissed my lips softly.

"Why are you so hesitant, Bella? Do you not love me anymore and want me to leave you alone?"

"I do love you, more than you can imagine, enough that I could not get on with my life and tried to kill myself with Charlie's gun, then when you came to find me. If that other person found me first before you, he would have killed me, and I wouldn't be here right now."

"Really, Bella? Is it that dangerous?"

"Yes. Mentally and physically dangerous. It scratches me, like you see on my skin, and it hurts me mentally, like the blood red eyes of the other vampires and it's eyes also held such hatred that I couldn't look into them, even now I have trouble looking into your eyes because it looked like you, and I keep expecting to see those horrible eyes."

"Bella? Look at me, into my eyes. Are these the eyes that you saw?"

I looked up carefully, and then looked into his eyes as he asked. They were warm and golden, like they had been before he left me. Love emanated from his eyes, and I found it hard to believe that he didn't love me.

"No, these are warm, loving, and golden. The complete opposite of what the other eyes looked like." I broke our trance by turning my head away from him; still ashamed of me and doubting he'd stay.

"What is it, Bella, love?"

"I still find it hard to believe that you love me, and that you won't leave me, and that you came back to me." I still wouldn't look at him, afraid to see anger in his beautiful eyes.

"I love you so much that you have no idea how much I love you, and I won't leave you now, I can't or I will die. It's like humans and water. You can only be so long without it, but you can not live without it. You are my water, I know it sounds hokey, but it's the closest thing I can compare it to."

I looked at him and tried to believe that he really did love me, and that he was going to stay with me. He must have seen my internal debate through my doubting eyes, because he held my face in his hands, holding my eyes to stare up into his.

Damn, I love him so much.

"I love you Isabella. You need to believe me." he whispered in my ear. It sent chills through my dormant heart. He made his way with kisses to my lips, and sat there for a moment, relishing our closeness and the warmth radiating off of me.

I sighed contentedly, and my breath blanketed him. He chuckled and breathed back at me. My head swam and my knees were shaking. If I was standing up, I would have crumpled to the floor. It had been too long since I was dazzled by that man.

I forgot everything that had happened in the last few months, and I snuck my arm up around his neck and into his hair, the other one pulled him down on top of me. I must have surprised him, because he crashed down on me, quickly regaining his composure and hovered over me distributing his weight on his hands which rested on either side of my hips.

My hand that was in his hair pulled his face to mine, and I kissed him hungrily. I didn't remember that he had boundaries for my 'supposed' safety, just that I loved him and that he said that he loved me.

It sent a thrill through me when he kissed me back, quite a bit more passionately that he ever did before. This kiss told me that he did love me, and wanted me, if you know what I mean.

I broke the kiss because I needed to breathe, damn human weaknesses! He was breathing heavily too, but he rested his head on my heart, listening to it beat its way out of my chest.

"Maybe you do love me." I mused.

"Yes, I do. Will you accept that now?"

"Maybe, if you kiss me again…"