Okay i know it has been like forever since i last updated...I am sorry! My life has been a little crazy lately...blah blah blah...I know you don't want to here excuses

Thankyou for the AMAZING reviews! I love you guys! But not as much as i love EDWARD!

Me: Hello? HELLOOOOOO *echos* Emmett don't you have anything to say?

Emmett: Hello little girl!

Me: uhh... Hi. *Notices Emmetts hand behind his back*
whatcha got?

Emmett: I don't know what your talking about. *whistles in innocence*

Me: Come on! I won't tell anyone. It can be our little secret! *tries to peek around him*

Emmett: Nope this is my secret and that's the way its going to stay *jumps away*

Me: Show me! *runs toward him*

Emmett: No! *jumps away again*

Me: Show me! Now! *runs toward him again*

Emmett: Okay if you say so. *brings out a pie from behind his back*

Me: What's that for? *backs away suspicious*

Emmett: Its for you! *throws the pie, it hits her in the face*

Me: *Wipes her hand over her face, pie filling falls to the floor*
EMMETT! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!

Emmett: *smiles*
You can't kill me. I'm a vampire!

Me: There are exceptions to every rule, maybe you could be one of them!

Chapter 10

Here With You.

BPOV

Reality slowly started sinking in on me. First thing I found was that I was in a bed, and a comfortable one at that. Second thing was that I was freezing, I felt a cold pressure on my chest right above my heart. I shivered, and it was gone, replaced by something warm, I sighed and snuggled into it. The third thing I noticed was a presence near me, it was like I was being magnetically pulled toward something, or someone. I rolled from my back to my side so I was facing this unknown thing. Suddenly memories flooded my mind.

Gagging as the eggs slid into the trash.

The note.

The phone call, and Jacob, I shuttered.

Falling down on the concrete, the blood.

Driving to nowhere.

The unknown path.

The Meadow...and Edward.

My eyes popped open, the bright light blinded me. I quickly shut my eyes, but not before I saw him in his sparkling glory. I quickly let my eyes adjust under my lids. I opened them again expecting to see him, but he was gone. I surveyed the room, it was magnificent to say the least. In front of me stood a huge old wooden door, the kind you would expect to see on an old Gothic church, its dark wood matched the dark wood flooring. The wall that held the door was covered in books, spanning from the floor to ceiling was at lest twenty feet. To my right was a wall of windows. The room overlooked a wonderful view of a river, the sound now reached my ears, gentle like a lullaby.

To my left was a wall filled with pictures. I recognized these pictures, they were the ones from Carlisle's office. But there was a new one. I slowly got up from the bed, and walked over to it. I placed my hand on the canvas. There portrayed in black and white was a huge lion was surrounded by tall grass its huge mane flowed in the wind. His eyes were looking down at the small being laying next to him. Beside the huge wondrous creature was a tiny lamb, it looked up at me with big doe like eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Slowly I realized that I was crying, before I could wipe the tears away I felt a cold smooth thumb caress my cheek where the tear had once been. I closed my eyes and slowly turned toward him. I opened my eyes.

My heart stopped.

Standing before me was the most beautiful creature in the entire world. The man that I had given my heart to, and I couldn't take it back, because it belonged to him. His golden topaz eyes searched mine, my heart was in my eyes. He gently framed my face with his hands. His touch made me shiver. Ever so slowly he lowered his lips to mine. This was nothing like I had ever felt before, he had never kissed me like this when we were together. Gentle passion filled every movement, he pulled away. I was gasping for breath, he planted small kisses along my jaw.

"Edward." I whispered his name, it felt good on my lips.

He gently kissed the hallow under my ear. My arms were wrapped around his neck, and his around my waist. I gently tugged on his hair, his eyes lifted so that they were even with mine. I pulled my arms away from around his neck to place them on either side of his face.

"Edward, I am so sorry..." Before I could continue he placed a cold finger on my lips to stop me.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, love." He gently lifted me and walked over to the bed, he set me down gently. Laying down beside me. I snuggled into him, he gently kissed the top of my head, I flinched in pain. I pulled away from him, he watched me carefully with out saying a word. I gently probed the sore spot on my head. I slowly got up and walked toward the wall of windows. I saw my reflection and gasped.

The entire right side of my face was cut and bruised, A huge long scratch lined my cheek. The cuts were cleaned and butterfly bandages were placed over them. I slowly turned and found that Edward was right behind me, I noticed that his topaz eyes were filled with anger, pain, and sadness.

He gently traced the cuts with his finger. "Who did this to you?" His voice was laced with anger and worry.

I was confused, what was he talking about, did he think that someone hurt me? I starred at him dazed and dazzled.

"If he touched you Bella..." he took a deep breath as if he was trying to calm himself.

"I'm going to kill him." He finished his eyes grew with rash excitement.

"Edward, no..." I whispered as I grabbed his face in my hands. The excitement faded

"Jacob would never do that, he loves me...or at least he did." I muttered as I looked down at the floor. I felt his hand reach under my chin, his eyes met mine.

"Don't worry, I'll take you back to him. Then you won't see me again...You can be happy...with Jacob." His eyes were empty.

I shook my head fiercely. I didn't want to go back to Jacob.

"No, I want to stay with you." I muttered softly. His eyes intensified.

"Say it again. For me, please." he closed his eyes. I knew what it felt like to think that it wasn't real. So I said it again.

"I want to be with you forever. I love you Edward." I gently kissed the tops of his eyes. I leaned forward and rested my head on his chest, his arms hesitantly wrapped around my waist.

"You don't know what it means to me to hear you say that." He whispered in my ear. He gently picked me up and ran to the bed, he laid me gently on the feathery mattress, then laid down beside me. I shivered as his cold body brushed up against mine, he reached over me to retrieve the blanket. The closeness of him made my heart stop. I could feel coldness radiating from his body. I reached out and touched his chest, he stopped, his eyes searched mine. He leaned down, his lips were a breath away. I quickly closed the distance between us, eager to feel his lips on mine again.

How many times had I wished that I could kiss him one more time, and here I was kissing him again. Our lips danced in perfect unison, I gently nipped his bottom lip, his tongue invaded my mouth, I welcomed it. He adjusted himself so that he was hovering over me. I took control of the kiss my passion raised, I was running out of air.

Stupid breathing!

He released my lips and moved over my jaw. I was gasping for air, he smiled against my neck.

"Edward." I breathed

"Hummm?" he traced his nose along my collar bone, inhaling deeply. He moved back to my lips. My heart thumped against my chest.

"Bella if you don't calm down your going to have a heart attack." He whispered between kisses. I laughed

"Maybe my heart wouldn't act like this, if you wouldn't kiss me like that."

He laughed, and this time it reached his eyes. He shifted again so that he was laying beside me again, his arms wrapped around my waist. I could have laid there forever, but my stomach had other ideas, it growled so loudly I looked down at my stomach, shocked. Edward laughed

"Are you hungry?" He asked still laughing

"I guess." I replied as blush rose from my cheeks. He brushed his lips over my cheek,

"Beautiful." he said it so fast I almost didn't catch it...almost.

He lifted me up and ran down the stairs. We were sitting in the kitchen before I could even blink. I was sitting at the bar in front of Edward as he stood in front of the stove. He was beautiful, as the sun cascaded over him, causing sparkles to jump off his skin. His perfect chiseled features, he looked like he was a model for a home improvement magazine. I smiled at the thought.

"What do you want me to fix you?"

I was shocked, "Since when do you cook?" considering that he hadn't had anything solid to eat for the past 113 years, I figured that cooking was the one thing that I was always going to be better at than him.

"I have my ways. Now what would you like?" He smiled my favorite crooked smile.

My mouth watered. Suddenly I was starving.

"I don't know...surprise me."

He reached down and reveled a huge pan, he moved to the fridge he brought out eggs, milk, and vanilla. He started beating them together.

"So what am I having for breakfast?" he added some Cinnamon, and something else that I didn't get a chance to look at before he added it to the mixture.

"French toast." He smiled as my stomach growled again.

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It smelt so good, he flipped the toast on to a plate then he added a little syrup, he handed me the plate. I picked up the fork and hesitated, we would see who's was better! I carefully cut a piece and placed it in my mouth.

Shoot it was better than mine! Not only was it better than mine, it was a lot better. Darn it! At first the sweetness of the syrup overtook my senses, but then as it faded away and the slight spiciness combined with the sweetness of the cinnamon overtook my mouth.

"Mmmm." I sighed as I swallowed.

"Do you like it?" he was suddenly sitting in the chair next to me, his lips were curled up slightly in a smile.

I recovered quickly "its alright." His smile grew.

"Liar." He said laughing.

I smiled at him "Shut up." I mumbled as I shoved another forkful into my mouth.

After I finished breakfast, Edward washed the dishes. I smiled at his back, I had never seen Edward do dishes before, it was kinda fun to watch.

"Where did you go?" I asked shyly, he stopped scrubbing the dishes, his head fell forward.

"Around." he whispered. I got up from the bar and walked towards him.

"Please," I muttered touching his arm. He let out a breath, turning toward me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me close.

"It doesn't matter anymore, as long as you are with me." I gently laid my head on his chest, he gently kissed my hair.

We had both been broken, torn apart by the other. Love gained and love lost. Each time we had come back to each other. He pulled back a slow smile leaked onto his face.

I smiled back. "What?"

he pointed down at my shirt, I looked down, around my waist was a wet stain from where he had hugged me. I laughed as I looked up at him. He was looking over my shoulder, his lips pulled down in a frown.

I turned to see what he was looking at, but he grabbed my hand and started pulling me in the opposite direction.

"Come on I want to show you the rest of the house." He said smiling.

"What was?..." I started

"Silly Bella," He smiled dazzlingly "you worry to much."

I felt dizzy, and my heart beat went crazy. I was really out of shape for this whole dazzling thing. One thing was for sure, I wasn't as young as I used to be

"Breathe, Bella." He reminded me. I took a huge breath and he smiled again.

The room that he pulled me into looked like it was being used as a living room. But it was huge, the staircase was in the center of the room. I realized that it was majestic and wonderful, it rolled gently becoming wider and wider as it descended. The dark hardwood continued through the house, it matched the wood on stairs. The railing and the wood surrounding the dark flooring was a pearly white color. As we pasted the staircase, the piano came into view. I gasped at the beauty of it, instead of the traditional black color, it was white. It reflected off the dark floor.

Edward gracefully sat on the piano bench, I sat next to him. He looked at me intently,

"I haven't played in five years, ever since you left music hasn't held anything for me."

I frowned. I hadn't realized how much I had destroyed him after I left. I had caused him pain. I shivered at the thought.

"Will you play for me now?" I whispered

"Anything for you love." He smiled as he placed his hands on the keys. His eyes closed as he played my lullaby. I hummed along with the well known melody. I watched his hands flutter across the keys, it seemed almost effortless.

But suddenly the room was spinning again, a wave of nausea hit me like a tidal wave. I tried to hold it back, I placed my hand over my mouth, and I closed my eyes. The music stopped.

"Bella?"

"I'm going to be sick." I muttered, he quickly carried me toward the bathroom. He set me down in front of the toilet, I bent froward as I threw up what was the most amazing breakfast I had ever had.

Needless to say, it didn't taste so good coming back up.