Chapter 20
Bella's POV.
*Spring Break*

I checked out of the hospital room, and we got later that day. I was relived to see Jacob again, and everyone else. Jacob said he came when I was sleeping, and did not want to disturb me.

I sat in bed for the rest of the week and was going to clearly die of boredom. This is how I'm going to die, I am sure of it.

Edward brought me food, and tried to not bounce around the bed so much.

My head hurts like a mother, and I take aspirin like its candy. No, that is an over-exaggeration-- Edward freaks if I even take one. Carlisle came me special pain relief pills, and Edward guarded them from me. He was over protective about the pills, and my health.

It's not like I hate him being overprotected by Edward. I like being around him so much. He does not let me out of his sight. He apologizes to me all the time, and his eyes water up when he looks at my injuries.

I just touch his face and tell him that he has my permission to kill Tyler.

I mean, of course I was mad at Tyler. He was the idiot who went the wrong way in a car wash. Is it that hard to read "Exit" and "Enter"? I didn't think so. Tyler already spoke to me about. He continues to apologize, as well.

Jacob spends most of his time with Alice, but he still stops in once and a while to see me.

Spring Break would end soon, and I knew I would have to go back to school. No matter what my injuries are. I thought about all of the paperwork I would have when we got back, and that is when Edward walked into the room.

"How is my beautiful Cripple this afternoon?" He asked.

I grabbed for the bottle of pills, but he beat me to it.

"In pain." I replied sharply.

"Haven't you already had your pill?" He asked with narrow eyes.

"No. I have not actually." I told him. I held out my hand waiting for the tiny white pills to fall into my hands.

"Please don't lie to me, love." He said while un-twisting the cap.

"I'm not, I'm not." I held my hand out farther, and he let the pill drop into place in my hand.

"Edward. I am in PAIN, what makes you think one pill is doing to help?" I asked.

He sighed. "Bella, you know this is not up for discussion."

My face slid into a pout, and my lower lip jutted out. I pretended to wipe my eyes, and he sighed again.

"Two, but that is it. I mean it Bella. Two is your max. I'm not willing to lose you to a stupid pill."

"Thank you." I said with a grin.

The second albino pill fell into my palm, and I popped it into my mouth. He got my Ginger Ale, and I swallowed them. He took the fizzy pop away from me and put it back on the coaster that sat on the night stand.

He lay next to me, and stroked my face. His hands were warm, and felt nice on my skin. I closed my eyes, and I made my body move closer to him, no matter how badly it hurt me. He gently placed his hands on me and my eyes stayed shut for the rest of the time. And before I knew it, I was asleep, with the touch of Edward on my pale skin.

Two Months later...
Edward's POV.

I was circling around the garden, waiting for Bella to come outside like I had asked.

It was now. Now is when I will ask Bella to be mine. Forever. I had everything ready. I quickly remembered the rose, and how I still needed to cut it.

I ran to the rose garden, and plucked a fully grown rose from the ground. I grabbed the clippers and cut off the stem. I took out the rings from my pocket, and I set the rose on the right side, and the sparklingly engagement ring on the left. The rose touched the edge of the pages that had been cut in the center of the book.

I closed it and set it on the table. The Sliding doors shut and Bella came into my sight. My knees were shaking, and I went to greet my Bella. Her injuries were now fully healed, and I could now hug her the way I wanted to for so long. I kissed her forehead, and she and I sat down on the cushioned swing.

We were in the woods, but it was still light enough to see the trail that led out to the house. Her brown eyes were glistening in the daylight and my eyes were connected to them.

"What did you need?" She asked me, breaking my gaze.

"Oh, yeah, I just wanted to show you a book of my favorite poems." I smiled and her eyes turned skeptical.

"You called me out here....for poems?"

"Pretty much so, yeah." I grinned and got the book from the table that was next to the swing.

I flipped to a certain page, and read her the quotes.

"Oh and...This one is my all time favorite." My heart was beating faster, and my breathing started to be less calm. I took a deep breath, and swallowed my problems.

I spoke clearly and looked up at her.

"Will you marry me?" I asked simply.

Then I flipped over the page, and the rose and ring were sitting there like I had left them.

I set the rose on the palm of my hand, and then put it in her hair.

I grabbed the Ring, and knelt down in front of her. She stopped the swing with her feet. It was then when I noticed her eyes were wet.

"Isabella Swan, I swear to you that I will treat you right, and never leave you. You are my true love, and it will never change."

"Will You Marry Me?" I continued.

I finally said those words I have heard on television, and that I have read in books. Now I am actually living it. I repeated the famous words so many others have said before me.

I waited for her to catch her breath, and she sighed.

"Yes. Of course I will marry you, Edward."

I took her hand, and placed the ring on her left hand's fourth finger. She slid off the wooden swing, and fell into my arms.

She squeezed my body to hers tightly. I squeezed back and we kissed passionately for a couple minutes. She knotted her hands in my hair--a typical Bella thing,--and I let her do whatever she wanted.

I knew that now she was mine. Nothing would keep me from loving her, and taking care of her. I would cherish her forever, because coming across something like Bella is a privilege. Bella didn't have to say yes to me, but she did.

That is the reason why I am crying at the moment, because those words repeated over and over again through out my mind. I knew that they would be engraved into my every thought; I would never be concentrated on anything else.

This was my dream, every shooting star, every birthday, anything involving wishing, I have always wished for a Bella. I knew she was somewhere out there, and here she is. She is in my arms, and agreed to marry me.

I found what I had been wishing for, and dreaming of. She is everything I ever wanted, she will be my perfect wife, and mine.

I liked the sound of that.

Mrs. Isabella Cullen. Mrs. Cullen.

All the names ran though my body and I let go of Bella. Her eyes were fully wet, and we sat on the swing talking about married life. I smiled at everything my Fiancé said.

Thank you, WhimsicalBreeze3897 for the suggestion of the proposal. I thought that yours was my favorite, so I went with it. You have helped me a lot. I hope that the proposal was to everybody's likings. I spent a lot of time contemplating how to make this all come together. I am glad you all gave your opinions on how Edward should propose, and I decided to go with the rose one--as you can tell. It could not be on the stem, because it needed to fit in the tiny poetry book. Thank you, and please, please, Review.