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Bell took a deep breath as the Volvo came to a sudden stop. As she opened her eyes, Bell spotted a huge ivory wooden mansion, in front of a deep green hill. Flowers were hanging on the porch…the only sign of life of the house. It looked amazing and in mint condition but…it was missing something. Soul.

"Wow, it's beautiful." Bell mumbled as she unbuckled herself.

She opened her door and proceeded to walk on, but Edward wasn't there. Looking over her shoulder, Bell saw Edward still in his seat.

"Is every thing okay?" Bell asked coming back to his car.

He glanced up at her. "Yeah, everything is fine. I was just wondering…are you scared?"

Thoughtfully, Bell answered. "Yes. I am. But not for normal issues like…I'm going to be talking to a house full of vampires. It's because…I know. And they know that I know and…I wonder what they'll think of me now…and, is Carlisle and Esme home?"

Edward nodded his head.

"And I haven't even met them…"

"Yes you have. Well, at least Carlisle has met you. You were still asleep," after seeing Bell's horrified face, he went on, "in the hospital. When you fell down the stairs."

"Oh. Okay." Bell nodded, understanding now.

"Sorry about that. Emmett's such a douche bag." Edward commented. And laughed at bell's confused face.

"Come on. I guess we have a lot to show you."

Her face brightened at this.

"But you have…you have to promise not to tell…and well we don't normally tell anybody unless they are going to join us." He was waiting for Bell to gulp, but she never did.. "So, I don't know how this is all going to turn out."

"I understand." Bell looked down. "I…well I think...I might-"

"HEY THEY ARE HERE!" Alice's shrill voice came from inside.

Bell blushed and laughed it off as she walked towards the house again, but once again Edward was not coming.

And once again Bell walked back to the car.

"Alright. What's bothering you now?" She slid into the front seat.

Edward stared at the steering wheel for a second contemplating something. After a moment he slowly looked up at Bell.
"I haven't told you this Bell. But…they think that…that we…" He paused and started over again. "The only way for you to get answers is if…(ns)you are mine."

"What do you mean?" Bell breathed.

Edward was going to say the real answer, but decided against it. It wasn't time yet. "Well, they think you and I are dating. And that's why they're buying into all of this so easily. Don't worry I'll bring them down gently. You have nothing to worry about. Just be you. It's all they are asking for. Now are you ready?-"

"Wait. Why do they think that we are going out?" Bell asked, moving her hand from the door.

Edward sighed. "It's a complicated story. There are a lot of those in this household. I'll want to explain most of them to you today, so we better go in." Bell looked offended.
I smiled at her. "They're all waiting inside to see you." Edward said in a softer tone. "They miss you."
"I missed them too."
She smiled and opened the car door for the last time.

"BELL!" Alice screamed as she ran into Bell at the door before Edward could open it. "GUYS! Bells here!"

"We know." Four voices chimed in.

"Come on." Edward whispered to Bell as he pulled her into the living room. The wood floors were dark and the walls were a soft, dark, forest green color. Covering the windows was a thick, dark, purple curtain. Everything looked so closed in and life-less. On the couch were three vampires, sitting on what was a...you guessed it… dark leather sofa. While two of the Cullens were sitting on bean bags.
Bell looked at the person standing up. She had never seen her before. "You must be Esme." Bell smiled as she stepped forward to shake her hand.

"Bell. It's so nice to finally meet you."

"I'm glad to finally be back." Bell started to relax.

"And you've met my husband, Carlisle." Esme gestured to the blonde male on the bean bag.

"Ah, Bell. Nice to see you conscious." He joked.

"Nice to be conscious." Bell gave a side-ways glance at Emmett.

They chatted for about thirty minutes. Catching up, learning pasts, making jokes, and poking fun; Bell really felt at home. She felt accepted now. She understood the inside jokes she once didn't get…well sort of. At least she knew why they were inside jokes.

After a few more minutes, Edward tapped her on the shoulder. "I want to show you my room."

Bell gulped.

He walked her back into the foyer and up the red-velvet carpet stairs. They reached the penultimate floor when Edward got off and lead Bell to the end of the hallway where there was a wooden door.

"I get the tower room because nobody can stand my music twenty-four, seven. But it's cool with me. The concrete really makes everything resonate better." He opened the door revealing another staircase, except this one was narrow and spiraled upwards.

Bell really felt like she was in a movie now...or some haunted house. Which…technically it is.

Once they got to the top a curtain separated the stairs from his room.

"Before I draw this back. I must warn you that it's not…normal. So...just brace yourself. I am a vampire." Edward smirked. "Welcome to my room Bell."

He slid the curtain back to reveal a room not unlike the ball-room in Bell's dream. It had five concrete walls. But no windows or mirrors. Like downstairs the floor was dark wood. CD's were laying everywhere. A piano stood at one wall. A sofa at another. A stereo system, and a bookshelf…it would have looked like a completely normal teenage room, except there was a huge coffin lying under the curtained window.

Bell gasped and shivered at this. But let it go.

"So...is it bad?" Edward asked.

Bell shook her head. "Not too bad. Though I'm disappointed. No cobwebs?"

Edward laughed and pointed to his bookshelf, where between the shelf and the ceiling, an old cobweb hung.

"I'm too lazy to clean it up. As you can probably see I'm too lazy to clean anything up." Edward said while scooping the paper and crap off of the sofa.

Bell walked over to it and sat down, after another peek at the coffin. "It's fine."

"I like your room. It's...different. It's you."

"It's freaky." Edward shook his head.

"It's dark." Bell mumbled looking at the dark green curtain covering the huge window in front of Edward's...coffin.

Edward smirked. "That because I like my room to be relaxing. I feel something I can't feel when the sun is out. You see," he turned so he could face Bell better. "My family isn't like others. Well, obviously. But not even other vampires. Other vampires are ruthless and simply don't care for human life. While we...we try to be as normal as we can and help them. That's why Esme teaches second and third graders. Why Carlisle is a doctor...even why Alice befriended you in the first place." He paused. "But that takes sacrifice. Other vampires can't step out in the sunbecause...as you have put it, would burn to a crisp."

"So how do you do it?" Bell inched closer.

"Do you remember the first day you sat with us at lunch and you noticed the ring I wore?"

Bell nodded.

"Well, that has more significance than you might think. This ring," He held up his hand revealing the object in question. "Is made out of moonstone. Sobasically, what it does is keep the night with us at all times. Other vampires 'sleep' all day, but with this we can sleep a little at night and it takes care of us. It stings a little. You have to get used to it. And it gets very tiring after a while being in the sunlight. Which is why we still prefer the darkness." His head inclined to the curtains. "But we're safe and we can pretend to have a normal life." Edward left off.

"That day in the park." Bell started. "I noticed you all looked fatigued the moment you stepped out of the car...so...that would be the sun?"

Edward nodded. "Emmett didn't really have a problem.. The stronger you are the more you can handle it. But if you're weak it's better to just stay indoors."

Bell digested this information. She looked back up at Edward.

"What else would you like to know?" He asked.

"How much can you tell me?"

So... how much do you guys want the next chapter? I know this is very freaky stuff here. but I didn't come up with it. Well, I did on some things. Review like the wind!

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