AN: 56 reviews! I am soooooo happy!!!! Did anyone see Chuck Monday night? It was so sad! Why did they have take Bryce away? Now Chuck is the only hot guy on that show. And the reason neither of them died is because hot guys don't die. Edward is a perfect example of that. And I'm sorry if this chapter sucks, but I CANNOT write fluff. I'm sorry, but it's the sad truth. Whatever. R&R
I had read most of Wuthering Heights when my alarm clock went off, giving me a major heart attack. I jumped off of my bed, and tried to remember where it was.
I finally located it, and was about to slap the snooze when I remembered why I had been reading in the first place. I then set about finding the off button, and heard the door slam as my dad left for work, but not before clutching my heart as pain surged throughout my entire body.
I found the off button, and collapsed on the floor, still in pain. After a couple seconds the pain subsided, and I stood up.
I didn't even think about the pain, but instead focused on searching for something to wear. I found the sweater I wore when Edward and I went on the hike, and kept looking.
Several seconds later, I came back to that sweater, took it out of the drawer, and stared at it. It seemed so long ago that we went on that hike. It had actually been a few days before I had met Edward's family.
I remembered how much I had enjoyed the hike with Edward, and meeting his family. Everything was perfect; nothing could ruin those moments.
My human life seemed so far away, like Atlanta after the war in Gone with the Wind. I realized that the only thing I will ever have left from that life is memories, and those memories will haunt me for the rest of my life.
I was interrupted from my thoughts by a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Edward looking worried, but still smiling.
"How was your night?" Edward asked, embracing me tightly. I kissed him before replying.
"I wish I had considered your offer. I haven't read that much at once in a long time." Edward laughed, released me, and stepped back. His face immediately turned sober, and I felt a faint wave of pain wash over me.
"I came to apologize," Edward said, "I've completely shoved you into my world. I know I wasn't the one who…bit you," he said noticing me raise my eyebrows, "but I think I should have introduced you differently. I think I should have waited a little longer. I rushed you into all of this. If I had waited--"
"This would have happened anyways." I said angrily. I was not about to let Edward take the blame for what happened. It was my fault. "It was inevitable."
"It could have been avoided."
"It could have been avoided if I had checked my mother's whereabouts before jumping on the plane." I said. "I don't want you to think that it was wrong of you to introduce me to your family. I don't think you were wrong for me to get to know your family."
Edward didn't say anything to me, so I walked over to him and hugged him; I regretted saying what I had said to him. He wrapped one arm around the back of my head, and the other around my back.
"I'm sorry" I whispered.
"Don't be," he murmured, "you're right."
AN: awwwwwwww! So cute. Sorry if the fluff sucks, but I'm not an emotional person on paper. It made better sense in my head. And sorry that it's kinda short, but it's me, and I can't write long chapters. Be happy that I'm never going to turn around and show up with a chapter with 25,000 words.
PS: everything we had, everything we had, everything we had, everything we had, is no longer there…