Authors note: So this chapter is kinda short so I am apologizing before hand. Before you read, I just want to thank everyone that took their time to read. I am so glad that you guys have liked the story and I appreciate all of the constructive critism. The story is coming to a close but I am not sure how many more chapters there will be. My guess is about 2 or 3. This will include some kind of epiloge and there will probably be an edward's p.o.v. As always, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga. Everything belongs to S. Meyer.

Chapter 14

My first reaction was horror, because I grew up with a different perspective on marriage. Renee did everything except from literally pounding the idea into my head. I was taught to cringe at the thought of marrying young. I lived through my parent's divorce and grew up with the negatives of it. My problems with receiving gifts branched from my parent's divorce. They were always trying to one up each other or apologize for the things they put me through. I grew up a little too quickly and lost out on some of my childhood experiences. Somewhere in the transition of everything, I became more of a mother to Renee than a daughter.

My heart rejoiced at the idea of marrying Edward. Being bound to him in everyway humanly possible would be a dream. For a split second, I could see myself walking down an aisle in a simple, elegant white gown. It was picturesque.

Dreams were illusions and well reality was real. I came back to the world as I felt Edward tug my hand rather roughly. I didn't want to say this but it was the truth.

"Edward, we're not ready. I can't, no," I whispered the answer knowing that I was going to hurt him. I had already caused us so much pain but this time it really was necessary.

"I don't understand," he pouted. The combination of his pout, sex hair, and swallowing eyes made this almost impossible.

"I love you, I do, but you just came back. I still have to learn to trust you again and learn to ease this pain in my heart. It still hurts." Pain from our separation flooded into his eyes mixed with rejection. I cupped his cheek hoping it would make him relax. "I haven't lived in so long. I can't believe I'm saying this but I want some normalcy in my life. Alice parading around with wedding plans is defiantly not normal," I paused. "Let's not rush this, us." I already felt rushed. If someone would have told me a week ago that Edward Cullen of all people was going to propose to me in my kitchen, I would have asked them what they were smoking and if I could get some.

He smiles, "I can live with that for now, but I need you to know that I'm not giving up," I groan. I can see the mischief in his eyes. God give me strength. He continued, "If you marry me, I'll change you myself." If my eyes could have popped out of my head then they would be rolling on the ground at this very moment.

Edward leaned closer as he spoke his next words, "I want you to be mine in everyway. I want it to my bite mark and my venom that eternally binds you to me," he sneered. A possessive growl rumbled from his lips. His eyes changed from burning gold to glistening black from the beginning to the end of his sentence. His words evoked something in me and I was panting hard. He was impossibly close. His hands ghosted over my body until they suddenly held me in place.

"Let me give you some encouragement." I wanted him. My hormones were everywhere. I was an emotional mess one minute and impossibly turned-on and heated the next. Only he could do this to me.

Suddenly he stopped and groaned. What? I was confused for a split-second and then I heard the phone ring. It was my turn to groan in frustration.

"I better get that. It's probably Charlie calling to see if I went to school," Edward nodded in agreement.

I squirmed out of Edward's grasp and reached the phone by the third ring.

"Hello," I said breathlessly. I was still worked up from our previous activities.

"Are the Cullens here to stay?" Oh my gosh, Jacob. The last time I saw or spoke to him, I was off to my death. I have been so caught up with everything that I forgot to call. He was probably worried sick. He knew more than anyone else as to what was really going on.

"Ugh yes but Jake…" I should have been angry with his tone but after everything I have put him through…well I don't blame him.

"Okay then, well that's all I needed so yah."

"Wait, Jake, please don't do this. We need to talk. Is there anytime that I could come see you?" I jumped at Edward's sudden growl. 'What the hell?'

"You made your decision. It doesn't matter now anyways because I don't think you can."

"What do you mean I can't? What did I decide?" My voice was rising with anger while trying to overcompensate for Edward's growling.

"I have to go," he said abruptly.

"This isn't over," I yelled through the phone but the line was already dead. Damn it, Jacob. I slammed the phone back into its holder.

When I turned around from the phone, Edward was visibly shaking with anger. His eyes were still black but from a totally different emotion. I looked at him with the same confusion as before except this time my full attention was on him.

"Is something wrong Edward? Is someone here?" I was getting paranoid. My sudden panic seemed to pull him out of whatever was going through his mind.

"No ones here. You're safe." I wasn't worried about myself. I was worried about him.

"I don't understand. Why are you so upset?" He may have relaxed a bit but the emotional storm cloud was still behind his eyes.

"Bella, you can't go down to La Push to see Jacob." His tone was dark and demanding. I didn't like it one bit.

"And why is that?" I replied with my own form of authority.

"Werewolves are dangerous and unpredictable creatures. You can't possibly expect me to let you willing go into danger. I am not asking, I'm telling you that I will not take that risk," he exasperated. He was daring me to defy him. Challenge accepted.

"No, Edward, I am telling you. Jake is not dangerous. I went down there for months and they protected me from Victoria. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for them. So do not preach to me about safety."

"But," I cut him off.

"Edward, you're not my keeper. It is not your job to rule my life! We're supposed to guide each other through it." Why did everything have to be black and white to him? Anything that could be considered dangerous was black as pitch. There was grey and lots of it.

I walked over to the kitchen and sat down while laying my head on the table. I needed a little break and I wasn't ready to talk or to listen to whatever he had to say. Oh course, Edward couldn't allow such peace.

"Bella," he asked.

"Look at me, please," nothing. "Then say something," silence. I felt a pulling on my arms and I knew he wasn't going to let this go. I look at him with tearful eyes.

There was something else going on here. If my safety was the sole issue then he would have simply panicked at the idea of werewolves.

"Edward is there something else going on here," I asked knowingly.

"My sole concern here is your safety." He was getting defensive.

"That is a bunch of bull, Edward. Does this have anything to do with being immortal enemies?"

"No of course not," he scoffed. His eyes narrowed while fists tightened allowing all the pieces of the puzzle came together before my eyes. He may be a vampire but he was also a man. My Edward was jealous.

"Edward, are you jealous?" I couldn't help but laugh.

"This isn't funny Bella."

"You have no reason to be. I'm yours."

"You're very close to him, and he can give you so many things that can't. He can give you a human life and children." The look of torment and self-hatred was back.

"First off, Jake is just a friend. He wants more but I could never give him enough. Secondly, Edward, I don't want children or a normal human life. I raised Renee and that is enough for me. I need to be with you. So get those ideas out of your head now." I knew what I wanted and I didn't need him telling me what I should want. I get enough of that from Jake and Charlie. He didn't answer but Rome wasn't built in a day. This wasn't over unfortunately.

After a few minutes he asked, "So, what do you want to do today?"

"Umm, I don't know. We could go to your house I guess." What did I want to do?

"No, I am not in the mood to share you. Can we just stay here?"

"Are you sure? It will be pretty boring." I desperately needed to clean the house.

"Positive, my definition of heaven is being able to touch you whenever I want to. I just need to feel close to you today, because I still can't believe you took me back."

"Edward, you always had me," I said trying to reassure him of my love.

"Now come on, let's go do some laundry."

Authors note: Thanks for reading and please review! Your reviews feed my already overactive imagination. I can barely pay attention in my school in France. My prof goes on and on about Europe history or the fables by la fontaine while i'm thinking hmmm what are Bella and Edward going to do today. fml ~hnnaus