{Maybe you/Should have tried harder/ ~Should Have Tried Harder, Hey Monday~}

Chapter Eleven

I woke up to the bright sun shining into the room. I looked up to see Edward sound asleep. I pinched myself to make sure I was really awake. Ouch.

I turned on the news, and the first thing they talked about was a robbery last night near our hotel.

"It's pretty strange, seeing as that's the most protected bank in Seattle, especially at night. It seems that the security guard has strange slash marks across his face and stomach. They are not infected, and fairly cleaned up. The security guard was knocked out from 10 PM till this morning when the day guard came in. Nothing was stolen except for some information about some of the depositor. We're not sure, but we believe the victims are either Mr. and Mrs. Edward Masen or Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Gandb. We'll tell you more when we find out. Let's head to Tim with the weather…"

I was sitting there, just surprised. We believe the victims are either Mr. and Mrs. Edward Masen…

They knew…they knew…they knew.

"Edward," I whispered. I shook him.

"5 more minutes, Mommy…" he muttered.

"No! No more minutes! Wake up!"

Edward's eyes flew open. "Whoops. Sorry."

"Listen to this," I told him. I flipped until there was another news channel talking about the robbery.

"That could just be a coincidence, Bella. Calm down."

"Or it could be…" But I never finished. My phone rang.

"Bella!" Elisabeth's voice chirped. "You saw the news, right?"

"Yes…" I said.

"That was not the bad guy. It was Alice-remember, the girl I was telling you about? She didn't mean to hurt anyone. She's going to come to the banquet tonight. You're wearing the outfit I showed you, right?"

"Yeah," I told her. "The black ruffley blouse with the grey skirt? And the super high heels-oh, the bracelet and clutch too?"

"You got it! And you can do your make-up and hair. Have fun, kid!"

I hung up then.

"Well?" Edward asked. "What?"

"It was Alice, that chick we're gonna meet tonight. She's safe."

"Good!" he said. "I know her and Jazz. We were all on a mission before."

"Awesome," I agreed. "I'm going to take a shower."

I took a quick shower, then got into some casual blue jeans and a black tank top.

I saw Edward in the room then. He had just taken a shower (it takes me awhile to get dressed) and he was just in a towel.

"Oh, hey," I said casually, pretending I didn't realize I had a hot guy in front of me who was in a towel.

"Hi," Edward said, very confused.

"You're naked," I told him.

Edward looked down. "I'm wearing a towel.

"And I'm wearing clothes. So right now, compared to me, you are naked."

Edward shook his head, chuckling. "Weirdo."

I looked at the time then. "Holy crap!"

"What?" Edward asked, looking around.

"It's almost time to go! Shit!"

I ran into my room and put on the black ruffled blouse. I slipped on the grey skirt with ease, and then attached the bracelet to my wrist. I jumped in the Jimmy Choos, and grabbed the Dolce and Gabbana clutch. I grabbed my phone, stuffed it in the clutch along with some eyeliner and mascara in case mine wore off, and I waited for Edward.

He emerged wearing some nice, dark jeans that made his legs look longer. His shirt was a Volcom grey dress shirt, and he had on some awesome black Vans.

I realized I was ogling, and Edward chuckled. "We're married, you can stop it now."

I shook my head. "Oh, shut up."

Edward chuckled again, and slipped his fingers through mine to attach our hands together. He was rubbing soothing circles into my hand as we walked downstairs to the banquet hall.

However, before we were down the stairs the whole way, Edward stopped me. "Bella…"

"Yes?" I asked, looking into his deep green eyes. I looked at his hair-and it wasn't shaved. It was all a dream.

"What…what happened in your dream?"

Damn, was he a mind reader? "A lot."

Edward rolled his eyes. "I meant with you and me."

I saw Edward flush deep red. His eyes were diverted, and I fought the urge to laugh. I had always been the one who got embarrassed easily. "A lot."

"Specifically?"

"Hmm…" I mumbled. "Still a lot…"

"Bella," Edward said impatiently. "What. Happened."

"Well, first, we got caught because we slipped up and started talking about our previous relationships. And then we changed our names. After that, we had to pretend to do a lot. Like this lady came, and I slashed her face. We had to not talk to Elisabeth and Jacob about it. So we were in deeper trouble and soon enough, we got caught by the bad guys-at least, you did. It hurt me because…" Whoops.

"Because?"

"Because earlier, we told each other that we um, loved each other. Anyways, uh, then I woke up in a hospital and then I ran away and I saved you and then I woke up. That's it."

"We told each other we were in love?" Edward's eyes were suddenly so very interested.

"Uh, yes." I blushed.

"Well, that's good."

"Um, right," I agreed, looking down. "Because we were married."

"No, I meant because I was truthful in your dream."

AN: *gasp* I spy a cliffy!

I really need entrants to my challenge (see my profile or last chapter). I have one right now, dolphinherovamp5, who has also put the info on her profile. So please at least try the challenge!

And I want reviews! I've seen authors put up questions for their readers to review. And they're not really about the story sometimes. Here goes my questions:

Let's start with music (!! Love it!!); what's your favorite band? (Mine is between Cute Is What We Aim For, Mayday Parade, Hey Monday, Paramore, and Linkin Park.)

Did you brush your teeth today? (Sorry that was random…)

And…uh…what would you prefer: Edward Cullen in skinny jeans or Jacob Black in skinny jeans?

Fun, random questions…

And so answer me in your review! I really feel unloved…

Let's hit for…Hm…120? That's a good number to hit. We're at 107, so that's only 13 more reviews!

So, review! Until you can't review no more!

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