A/N: Yay! happy chapter:3 Im in a semi good mood so this should get done well, haha. not completely sure though. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed, and extra thanks to people who complimented my writing style and skill. It really means a lot and makes me feel like writing more.
This chapter is by Lifehouse (another favourite :D)
Chapter Eleven: Come Back Down
The door opened behind me, I hadn't heard her coming. I fell backwards quickly, the shock of falling sending a sickening feeling to my stomach. I fell hard onto her feet and found myself staring up at her, her eyes wide and surprised. I grinned sheepishly as I hurriedly stood up and fell forwards to her. Bella was studying my face carefully, like I was to hers. She seemed a little nervous, being back in the real world. I was ecstatic. She was finally out and seemed willing to talk to me.
My hands instinctively went to her arms, holding her tight. Her breath came in sharp and she looked up at me. I watched her beautiful golden eyes searching my face. She was so beautiful now, the cool, red shirt sliding over her arms as she lifted them up to me. I wanted to kiss her so badly. After a few hours of the worst kind of torture, not seeing her, I wanted to be as close to her as possible. I swallowed nervously and took a deep breath, breathing through my mouth so it wouldn't be as hard to concentrate. Her eyes fell down, towards my lips and she filled the gap, reaching in to kiss me. I didn't hold back.
I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I felt her smile against my lips as I backed her into a wall for support. I was kissing her hard, she couldn't kiss back. But, when I opened my mouth to give her a chance, she didn't hold back either. I felt so happy, so elated. I was guessing this was forgiveness.
"Edward," she mumbled, her breath hitting me hard and cold. It gave me a strange feeling to hear her say it, especially in the position we were in. The next thing I realized I was bringing her into her room, lowering both of us onto her bed. I could feel her fingers running through my hair and she pulled me closer to her, on top of her. "I'm sorry," was the next thing to escape her mouth once I had begun to kiss her neck. I looked at her carefully. Her face was so hard to read. I found myself frustrated again, trying to read her mind and drawing a blank. A clean sheet, a brick wall.
"What do you mean?" I asked her softly, not making a move away from her. She smiled weakly and stroked my hair. Her fingers running through it felt so good, it calmed me down more, making it easier to block out the thoughts my siblings had of the sudden movement up here.
"I'm sorry I ran away from you," she whispered. I smiled and nodded. "I know it was wrong and I should have talked to you. But, I've always been afraid... and hurt. Having to live alone, being killed and then shoved away. I didn't like it." I nodded. She had every right to be afraid, to need to think. I was being selfish to want her to forget about it and come to me. "But, I'm very selfish," she contined. I moved to the side, resting me head in my hand. She moved to the side too so that she was looking me square in the face. Our positions mirrored each other. "The entire time I was there I kept thinking about you. What you looked like, sounded like. I wanted to forgive you so that I could go see you again. But there was nothing to forgive." She smiled and put a hand to my cheek, giving me a quick kiss which was hard to resist. I wanted her so badly, but I was still curious as to what she would say next.
I pinned her down again, began to kiss her neck and collarbone. I memorized the way her skin and muscles felt with my lips, giving her a chance to talk. Her breath came in sharp and tensed, like it was hard for her to breathe with my doing this. I smiled again. It was nice to know I could do something like this to her. Let her know what it feels like to be me everyday.
"If you hadn't changed me I would have lived a terrible life. I would have married someone I never loved, lived everyday thinking and missing you. I would have been so depressed it wouldn't have been living." She paused. I was watching her curiously. "I know now, that if I wasn't granted this life from you, I never would have met you again. Never have been so happy and complete. Edward, I want to have you forever. I can't let you go again." I smiled and put her up, sitting her on the edge of the bed while kneeling on my knee.
"Bella, I want you and you alone," she grinned and gasped, realization crossing over her face. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring, slipping it onto her finger. My eyes never left her once. I wanted to watch every emotion that crossed her gorgeous face. "Bella," I began again, feeling more nervous than I should have. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Her hand went to her mouth, to keep from screaming or to hold it closed. She looked at the ring for a split second before she was crashing into my arms, her hands flung around my neck. I held her tight to me as I stood up, carrying her with me. She was sobbing into my chest and laughing. "I take that as a yes?" I asked, still nervous. She pulled back and smiled at me, putting a hand to my cheek before coming back in, to my pleasure, to kiss me.
I spun her around in my arms and kissed her back. "I'm so sorry I did that to you," she whispered as I set her back down. "But I love you so, so much. You know?" I grinned and nodded.
"I think I have an idea..."
When you come back down
If you land on your feet
I hope you find a way to make it back to me
When you come around
I'll be there for you
Don't have to be alone with what you're going through
A/N: Awwww!!!!! hehehe. I don't have much in mind for after this, so expect an update in Iknow next :D
