(Twilight theme by Stephanie Meyer)

I arrived at Bella's house and heard loud music coming from her studio. I stepped around to the window and peered in to watch her. She was staring at herself in the mirror. Not in the same way that Rosalie does, but like she was seeing past her reflection. She started at her pale pink ballet shoes and moved up her legs to her black spandex shorts and black tank top.

She let her hair down and did a sharp bow. She flipped her hair and came up with the upbeat of the music, moving free form to the music. She is very graceful and moved as if she were silk. The music's tempo increased and she moved to match it. The lights in the room began to flicker and colors and images played along the mirrors. The music changed dramatically to a pop song and she didn't miss a beat. Her movement became sharper yet still graceful. The images on the mirrors changed as well and there were faces and lights staring back at her from the mirror like memories being projected. She was dancing face to face with herself in the mirror. She did a pirouette and sank down to a crouch with her back touching the mirror and one leg extended to the side. She held the ballet bar above her head. Her eyes were closed and she exhaled slowly. I stepped into the light and her eyes met mine. I waved and she came to open the French doors that opened to the garden.

"Please come in Edward. A good friend of mine once told me it was not smart to sneak up on people."

"What are you going to do? Hex me?"

"It crossed my mind." She said this in a tone where I was not sure that she was kidding. That line brought back that feeling like I forgot something.

She began moving to the music again and I watched until she extended her arms out to me. I grabbed her hand and spun her into me. She kissed me and it was like I could feel the music pulsing through our lips. I had my cold marble hands on her waist and I could feel each note through her warm skin.

"Are you doing this?"

"Doing what?" She said between kisses. That sick feeling I had before I came inside vanished and I was swept up in the emotion that filled the room. The temperature was rising in the room around me and I lifted her shirt up over her head. As it fell to the floor it swept her sweet scent into my lungs and I wanted to hold it in forever.

"I love you . . ." She whispered and I couldn't answer I just wanted her in my arms. I wanted to be close to her and … I felt her fingers unbutton my shirt. Her nails lightly grazed against my bare chest and over my shoulders as she slid the shirt to join hers on the floor. The sensation was intense and it sent a rush through me. I picked her up and perched her on the ballet bar against the mirror. She arched her back as the cold glass touched her hot skin. I let my hands wander over her body and our kisses grew fiery and the rest of the world fell away from us. Her silky hair swept over my arm as I pulled her against me. Our bodies were pressed against one another and it was like I could feel each heartbeat call to me. It was not the hunger it called, it was something else something more primal. She was gasping for air and I found my way to the base of her neck. I kissed the pulsing vein beneath the thin sweet skin. She gasped a little and mumbled, "Please." That one word let any hesitation disappear and I bit softly as a moan escaped her lips. Her body was writhing against mine and I drank from her. I felt her nails dig into my shoulders as she held me close. Her moans became more ragged and we both received our release. I licked the wound and made my way to her lips. I had her blood mingling with the enchanting taste from her lips. It was heaven. I slid her off the bar and carried her to the couch on the far end of the room. The lights and music had slowed and dimmed leaving her pale skin glowing faintly in the moonlight. I lay beside her and examined the bite. It had not fully healed yet. A single drop of her crimson innocence dripped from the silvery bite and slid down onto her chest. I lightly licked it and as I reached her neck it was healed. Her heart beat slowed as we held each other half naked in the moonlight. I whispered into her hair, "I love you too . . ."

Her gentle eyes met mine and I felt lost in them. I blurted, "I don't know if I will ever get used to how beautiful you are. Each time I look at you it is as if I am discovering something new and wonderful."

She buried her face into my chest but I knew she was smiling. She hugged me close to her and we shifted so her head was on my chest. "When I invited you over I was not expecting that to happen, but I am glad it did."

"Me too."

"Are you feeling better? When you arrived you looked as though you were conflicted."

"I feel great right now. Earlier I was just feeling lost and confused, like I keep forgetting something."

"Forgetting what?" Her tone was guarded, but I didn't pay much attention. I was so distracted by the feeling I had.

"I really don't know. I was doing something and I kept getting distracted. Which is odd because I have never experienced that before?"

"Were you talking to someone when this first happened?"

I dug through the murky water that was my mind and finally came across a memory of Carlisle in the garage. I thought to before that and everything was clear and made sense.

"Yes, I was talking to Carlisle in the garage when he got back to the house."

"About what?" She prompted.

I circled around the memory and tried to remember. "The ---"

She sat up and grabbed her shirt. "Were you going to tell him about what we talked about in the store?"

With that sentence everything clicked into place. The murkiness was gone I saw the crazy way I was behaving and the impulse to distract myself with tedious tasks.

"What happened to me?" I was angry now.

"I thought I could trust you!" She nearly screamed at me.

"What are you talking about? You are the one who manipulated my mind, and you are yelling about trust?"

"I didn't do anything to you! There is a reason people have gone 13 years without realizing their leaders are gone. No one is able to talk about it! I told you it was a secret, what gives you the idea that you can go around sharing that with people?"

"You told me. How is that possible?"

"I am a witch and you are my consort. I can talk to you about anything I damn well please. I would never go and tell your secrets to anyone. I don't even talk to Alice about what we talk about. This is the second time you have betrayed my confidence. I wanted to tell Alice in my own time and you had to push. I forgave you because I knew that it was important for her."

"I share everything with my family. If you wanted this kept between us you just had to say so." I snapped. She looked at me with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Take this as my way of saying so. I rescind your invitation into my house."

She waved her hand and the doors flew open. She threw my shirt at me and I began an involuntary slow walk backwards toward the door. Once outside the door slammed in my face and the house went dark.

"Bella, don't do this. Talk to me."

There was no answer just silence. The wards took effect and I started to feel very uncomfortable just like the first night I tried to visit her. I got home and checked my cell. No messages. I dialed her phone number, but there was no answer. After the third try it went straight to voicemail.

The next day I went to the auditorium to try and see her after the last show. She played her part just as she had the first night. I waited outside the stage door, but she never came out. The rest of the cast passed me by.

"Hey Lauren, is Bella still inside?"

"No, that Jacob guy from La Push gave her a ride on his bike to the wrap dinner. Did you guys break up?"

"Thanks Lauren." I didn't bother answering her question. I went to the parking lot and decided to head home. We had class tomorrow and no matter how angry Bella was with me I doubt she would skip class to avoid me. I arrived and Alice was waiting in my room for me.

"What did you do?" She asked as soon as I walked in.

"Hello Alice, how was your trip?"

"She is nowhere in your future. I leave you alone for one weekend and she just disappears."

"I am unable to talk about it. Literally. So I ask again how was your trip?"

"Um, oh Kay. I found some records of the day I was admitted to the asylum. I used the information to find my family. I have a niece who still lives in Biloxi. There was really not too much information, but I did gain back some memories. He stayed with me until I completed the change and I asked to come with him."

"You wanted to go with him?"

"He was the only vampire I knew. He led me to the street and left me there. . . Thank you for helping me find this part of my past Edward."

"Thank Bella."

"I will; I was just waiting for you to get home. I am going to the cast dinner. Did you want to come?"

"No, I will just see her at school tomorrow."

"You really won't share with me?" The look in her eyes nearly broke my still heart. I shared everything with Alice.

"I can't Alice. Ask Bella."

"Oh, I will. I'll see you later."

I couldn't stay in my room for very long. I went into town and decided to pick up a new book. I stepped into the bookstore which had a pretty decent crowd. I picked up a Palahniuk and headed to the counter. Quinn stood there and looked surprised to see me.

"Hey Edward, I thought you would be with Bella tonight."

"No she is at the cast dinner."

"Everything alright? You look like you are in pain."

"No pain, I just feel a little frustrated that is all."

"Bella has been walking around with her artificial smile all day, anything I should be aware of?"

"No idea what to tell you."

"Well you two are better suited than I thought."

"How so?"

"It is very difficult to get a straight answer out of the two of you."

"I think it is just a Bella trait that rubbed off on me."

"Our families do require us to keep people on a need to know basis, so be thankful it is a positive trait of Bella's that is rubbing off on you."

"Does she have negative traits?" I said before walking away. He shook his head and whispered something under his breath which translated to 'he has got it bad'.

As soon as I got home I avoided my family and locked myself in my room. I took my time reading the book and 8 hours later I decided to reread it. It was an intriguing story and there was little to no love story which suited me at the moment.

At around 5am Alice knocked at my door. "Edward, can I come in?"

I unlocked the door and she glided into my room. "How are you?"

"I am fine Alice, how was the wrap dinner?"

"It was fun, I missed quite a bit it seems over the weekend. Bella came down with a stomach bug and left early to sleep it off."

"So she wasn't there at all?"

"She was leaving as I arrived. I tried talking to her, but she was in a rush to get home. Is everything alright with her? She had a new scar on her neck."

"Please don't mention the scar to her Alice. Trust me it was nothing to worry about."

"Of course Edward I am just worried because my best friend and my brother are keeping things from me and I am not used to secrecy in this family." She was annoyed, but trying to be supportive.

"Alice, I would never keep anything from you that is important. It is just couple stuff. I know it is annoying that I know everyone else's business, but my situation is a little different. Please just give me my space; I have never had to go through this before."

"Did you break up?"

"I do not know. I think she just needs to calm down before we talk."

"Ok well, I am here if you need to talk."

"Thanks sis."

She kissed my forehead and left the room. I spun my cell phone on my desk and decided to try calling her again.

It rang once. . .

Twice . . .

Then I heard a click; "Bella?" She didn't say anything, but she was on the line I could hear her soft breaths in the background. "Will you let me see you? We need to talk. Ignoring me will not fix this."

I waited a few moments then continued, "Fine I will talk and you listen."

I still heard her on the other side so I said my peace.

"I don't know as much about you as you know about me. My family is the world to me. With my ability I know everything about each of them; I am used to telling them what I know as a way to be fair. I am not apologizing for that. I understand that what we shared that night brought us closer and I would never give you a reason to not trust me. I have not said anything to them; it will stay that way unless it is something that involves their safety. I was angry because I felt as though I had been manipulated against my will. I am not completely sure what happened, but I would like to understand. I need you to be the one to explain it to me."

I looked at the screen of my phone and our call was still connected.

"I love you Bella."

(A/N: Thanks for reading this chapter!)