Yeah, I got another chapter up! Haha! Well, after getting a few requests -and keep sending them by the way- I came up with this chapter. Don't get mad at me if its a little out of character. And just a note, Bella's dress that I use in this chapter will be posted on my profile. This chapter is a bit longer than usual so I hope you enjoy it. I kind of got carried away and I didn't want to make two different chapters, because then I would have to wait another day or two for reviews before posting the second half. But I hope you get enjoyment out of this. I spent my snow day writing it. So Enjoy!

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters!

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I woke up from a very good night's sleep. I yawned and stretched. It took me a moment to realize that the movement should have dumped me on the floor. I turned over and was met by a pair of dazzling topaz eyes. I cuddled myself closer to his chest and Edward wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Good morning," he said. I closed my eyes again and smiled into his neck. He ran his fingers through my hair and whispered 'I love you' into my ear. I looked up and got lost in his perfect eyes. He smiled down at me with a loving smile. "I need a human minute," I said. I was sure I looked like a train wreck.

Edward nodded and sat up. I sat up with him and made a move to get out of bed before he stopped me. "Only if I get to pick out what you wear," he said. I could tell by his amused look that I wasn't going to necessarily enjoy whatever he had planned. I eyed him suspiciously and that only made him laugh.

"I promise that it isn't anything too horrible," he said, with his hand over his heart. I sighed when he turned the full force of his eyes on me. "Fine," I said. He smiled and kissed me on the cheek before jumping up and rushing to my wardrobe. I laughed at his obvious eagerness and walked into the washroom.

I took a quick bath and brushed my teeth. I walked out in a bathrobe to find out whatever torture he had planned for me. He sat on the bed with an innocent smile that only made me giggle. I walked over to him and bent down to kiss him. He kissed me back passionately before pulling away. I groaned in disapproval and he gestured to the outfit lain out next to him on the bed. It was a pink cotton batiste dress made of eyelet lace. It was short sleeved and was quite dainty. It was fancy, yes, but very simple. It reminded me of something a second or third class passenger would wear.

I held it up and admired it for a moment. It was lovely, not over the top like how I looked at most Edwardian outfits. It suited me perfectly. I looked over at Edward with my eyebrows raised comically, my hair wet and ruffled around my shoulders.

He did find this amusing and laughed. A small smile appeared on my lips and I laughed along with him. When I caught my breath I asked, "And what might this be for?"

He smiled his crooked smile and I smiled back. "Oh, I just thought that we could spend the day without having to act all proper around everyone," he said with a twinkle in his eye. I still smiled and I knew there was more, but I didn't push it for now. Instead I eyed him in his formal suit, "And what will you wear?" I asked. He immediately held up a pair of black pants, a white shirt, and a black tailcoat. I eyed the clothing and honestly could not picture him wearing something like that. I laughed slightly at the thought. He gestured me into the washroom again where I quickly dressed. I brushed out my hair and curled it a little bit. When I walked out, Edward was wearing his 'disguise'. Even with the informal clothes, he still looked like a god.

His arms were around me in a fraction of a second. I smiled up at him and he softly kissed my lips. "Wow, you look beautiful," he whispered. I giggled, "And you look handsome."

He started to laugh before he suddenly turned very quiet and stood completely still. I looked at him quizzically; he looked as though he was listening to something. Before I could ask a knock sounded at the door. "Oh no," I breathed. I had forgotten about my parents and they were sure to have heard our laughing and talking by now. I had been so distracted that it had slipped my mind.

It was too late for Edward to hide, we were caught. "Idiot," Edward scolded himself before the door started to open. He let his arms drop and put a good foot between us before Renee rushed into the room. She stopped dead when she caught site of Edward next to me. She looked mortified.

I felt my cheeks turn hot and I looked at my feet. Renee turned toward me with a cross between speechless and disbelief on her face, "Bella," she said. I looked up and she crossed her arms. To my complete embarrassment, Charlie appeared in the doorway behind her, his expression furious. He looked to Edward and said in the calmest voice he could muster, "Mr. Cullen, I think you should excuse yourself from this stateroom for now."

Edward looked to me with an apologetic and longing expression before silently making his way out of the room. Charlie followed him and Renee closed the doors behind them. I sat down on the bed before she turned to me, "Bella, what were you thinking!" she exploded. Her face was red. I looked down at my hands in my lap and said nothing.

Renee walked over and stood in front of me, "Look at me when I am speaking to you, young lady." I looked up and she started again, "Bella, I honestly cannot believe you! Oh god, did you and Edward do anything? Do you know what would happen if word of this had gotten out? Our family reputation is shot down. And look at what you're wearing! That is not appropriate for a lady!"

Anger bubbled in my stomach and I jumped up, "Me and Edward didn't do anything, mother! How could you insinuate something like that? And I don't care if anyone else knows, I don't care."

Renee crossed her arms, "It didn't look like nothing. I cannot believe that was my own daughter! You have only just met this man! I expected better out of him as well. And what about your virginity? Were you planning on just giving that away to someone you don't know, and before marriage?"

"No, mother!" I cried. I didn't know what else to say.

My mother took a deep breath and turned silent. After a few minutes she finally said, "I'm sorry, Bella, but if Edward is going to threaten something like virginity and reputation, you cannot see him."

My mouth fell open, "You can't do that! Nothing is at stake, Renee! We never tried anything. And you're wrong! I do know him, he trusts me and I trust him."

"Enough to give him whatever he asks," she said hotly.

I stared at her incredulously. She couldn't do this. I swallowed hard, fighting tears, before I walked past her and stood at my window. I refused to look at her. Renee sighed roughly behind me before I heard footsteps retreat out of the room and the door close. I flinched when I heard the lock click shut outside the door.

I finally broke down and cried at my windowsill. I don't know how long a cried, but after I had no more tears I looked at the clock. It read one in the afternoon and I wiped my eyes. I mustered up what was left of my courage and ran to my wardrobe. I pulled out a large bag and started to fold my clothes. I took a nightgown, two shawls, a long dress, and my toiletries.

I ran to my vanity mirror and packed my brushes along with some hairpieces. I slipped on an old pair of shoes and ran to the door. I looked through the keyhole. There were no maids and no sign of my parents. They must have gone out for lunch, with me still locked in my room. I reached up to my hair and pulled out a bobby pin. I straightened it and slipped it through the keyhole. I fiddled with the lock for a few seconds before there was a click and the door opened. I ran out of the room and toward my family's safe. I entered the numbers and opened it. I took a few rolls of money and reached over to pull out a large black box. It was our family heirloom. It had been passed down from mother to daughter for four generations. I opened the box and pulled out a beautiful necklace. It was a large blue diamond, outlined in diamonds with a diamond chain, cut into the shape of a heart.

I stared at it for a few minutes. It was definitely the most precious thing my family owned. My grandmother had called it 'the heart of the ocean'. I ran my fingers over it before slipping it into my pocket. I locked the safe and relocked my bedroom door.

I ran to the front of the stateroom and rushed out the door. As I hurried down the hallway at a brisk walk, I realized that this was extremely stupid. I was running away from my family and the only life I knew. This was a ship. I couldn't hide forever. And Edward would definitely not approve. But I didn't care; I didn't want to stay if it meant I couldn't be with Edward. So I turned down a different hallway incase my parents were on their way back. I ran to the top deck and out into the open air.

I turned on my heel and ran. I didn't care who saw. I noticed that every first class passenger I passed threw me dirty looks. Without my formal clothing, they didn't recognize me. They took me for someone of lower class. This made me laugh and I kept running. I ran until my legs felt like lead. I stopped, gasping for air. I looked up and realized that I was at the stern of the ship.

I swallowed and glanced behind me, no one was there. I walked forward until I was at the railing. I looked down and watched the water churn out from the propellers. I leaned forward and for one horrifying minute, I realized how miserable my life was. I never knew anything else, any freedom, before Edward. I was a slave to high society. And I also thought about escape. I could be caught if I stayed on the ship, but there were other ways.

Without thinking, I stepped up onto the railing and leaned my waist over the railing. I felt my body weight start to go over the rail. A few more inches and I would fall over the edge. Fear flooded my veins at the thought of my own death and I shook, but I didn't change my position.

I let out a shuddering sob and a few tears slid down my cheeks. I leaned forward a little more unconsciously, distracted, and my hands slipped on the railing.

Before I could stop myself, I fell forward. I screamed and flew my hands in front of my eyes before I felt two stone arms wrap around my waist. They yanked me back roughly and I was thrown backward back onto the deck. I was trembling violently and I looked up to see Edward's mortified expression looking down at me. I started to sob and I threw my arms around him, crying into his shirt.

He wrapped his arms tightly around me and rocked me back and forth. "Shhh, it's alright, Bella. I'm here, shhh, its ok. You're safe now, my love," he whispered over and over again. After a while the trembling ceased and I started to breath normally again. Edward pulled my face up with both hands, "Why, Bella? Why would you do something like that!" he said angrily. I bit my lip. He studied my face before his expression softened, his eyes were hurt. "Were you trying to kill yourself?" he asked quietly.

"No!" I yelled. He looked into my eyes and nodded, relieved. After a while I calmed down enough to speak full sentences, "I need to get away from here."

He nodded and pulled me up. He grabbed my bag and slipped his arm around my waist and led me away. After walking away a bit, he asked in a comforting tone, "I know why you would want to run away Bella. But I'm not so sure that that was the best decision."

I shook my head, "I don't care. I want to be with you." I buried his face in my hair and breathed in deeply.

"Well, then," he said, "we can discuss this later; How about we get our minds off of things? How do you feel about going to a party?"

When he said party, images of proper people in long gorgeous gowns, walking around having boring conversation filled my head and I grimaced. He laughed quietly before saying, "No, Bella. Why do you think I dressed you up like this? No, third class is having a party and I thought we could attend."

"Third class?" I asked.

He nodded and I thought for a minute. I was curious to see how that would turn out. I had never been to a party without all of the fancy manners and clothes. I finally looked up and nodded with a slight smile on my face. He smiled widely.

He took my hand and started to lead me down some nearby stairs. I noticed that after a few flights, I heard music. It was fast and happy and there were sounds of dancing and singing. I smiled to myself as it got louder. Edward stopped at one floor and we raced down the hallway laughing. We burst through a set of doors and into a large room. There was a small band playing and people dancing on a dance floor. There were tables everywhere with people talking ad drinking big glasses beer. There was a table nearby where different men were betting on arm wrestling matches.

I laughed and Edward pulled me to the dance floor. My eyes widened, "No, Edward, no!" I yelled over the music. "Why not?" he laughed. I looked down sheepishly, "I can't dance. I can't even slow dance let alone this!" I yelped.

He laughed and pulled me with irrefutable force to the middle of the dance floor. No one stared, we looked just like them. Edward threw my bag to a nearby table and put his arms around me. "Don't worry," he said, "It's all in the leading. But we need to get closer." He put one hand on the small of my back and pulled me closer. My chest and stomach pressed against his and I blushed. He grabbed my other hand and started to jump into the dance. I followed his lead. "I don't know the steps!" I said. He smiled, "Just move your feet and don't think," he said.

After a few turns to the upbeat music, Edward and I were twirling and dancing to the beat. This was definitely more fun and easier than the slow dances I was used to. I was laughing and relaxed into his lead. After the song ended and another began, we stepped off the dance floor. I was giggling like crazy.

We walked to a nearby table where Edward shook hands with a few men and was quickly offered two glasses of beer. He took them and was about to set them aside again but I stopped him, "Just what do you think you're doing?" I asked.

He smirked, "I can't drink and I doubt that you should." I stuck my tongue out at him and grabbed one of the glasses. I brought it to my lips and took a long drink from the glass. By the time I was finished, the glass was half empty. I looked up and Edward was staring at me wide-eyed. "What?" I questioned, "You think a first-class girl can't drink?" I laughed at his expression and grabbed some food for my famished stomach.

After a few more hours of conversing with the different passengers and dancing to some more music, Edward grabbed my bag and led me back up the stairs. "Where are we going?" I asked.

He grinned at me over his shoulder, "The sun will be out, and I thought we could watch the sunset."

I smiled, flashing my teeth. I took off my shoes and threw them in the bag. He still had my hand and we raced down the deck. There weren't any people; they were all at dinner right now. Edward had to go at a human speed so I could keep up, but he still laughed with me. We slowed to a walk as we neared the bow of the ship. Edward turned to me and grabbed both of my hands and led me forward. The scene on the horizon took my breath away.

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Alright, hands up if you liked it! jk. Well I am working on the next chapter as we speak. Keep reviewing and writing suggestions if you have any. Some more good parts will be coming up. Well, I tried my best in fitting the scenes into the story, tell me how you think I did with that. -Hugs everyone-