25: Eternally Yours
So as you've probably come to expect from me I'm going to apologize for the extended update time. I'm sorry sorry sorry, sorry, when summer is here I'll update more, I basically write, swim, read and sleep all summer, in that order. The good news is I'm finally done this chapter, it was hard, I'm not going to lie. I knew what I wanted to happen, I just wasn't sure how, or how to word it. So if it seems to not flow, that's why.
I think this story will be about 30 chapters long my out line is that long, I might make it longer, I REALLY wanted to get Bella pregnant, but I can't *sigh* I think I have an idea for a story to write when A Family's Love is done. I might call my story Summer Vacation, but that's not creative at all, the summary is:
School's over and it's vacation time, Bella and the Cullens all go to their private island, swimming, sandcastles, and Bella gets pregnant. Drama and hilarity ensue.
Sounds fun, huh? I'm excited. It'll take place after twilight, or eclipse, idk, review if you like, review if you don't let me know(nicely please), thanks for everything, I love you guys!
*bold = Bella and Edward*…you'll see what I mean
Italicized = song lyrics
I don't own: twilight by Stephenie Meyer, Come on get higher by Matt Nathonson or With You by Jessica Simpson.
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Ever since I was a human girl I've loved watching the sun set and rise. It was beautiful. It was one of the few things I didn't lose when I was changed. It had been a while since I had last watched the sun rise, the last time was when I was still living in La Push. So the morning after I had regained consciousness I decided it would be nice if Edward and I could watch the sunrise together, sadly it was easier said then done.
"Edward," I murmured with without moving. We were still in the same position we had been when we laid down last night.
"Yes, Love?" He whispered, placing a kiss on one of my many exposed scars.
"I think we should go watch the sunrise tomorrow morning." I suggested.
"Bella, that doesn't sound like such a good idea." He disagreed.
I was shocked Edward almost always agrees with me, and he's normally a bit smoother about it.
"Oh," was my only response. I was afraid that if I said any more my voice would reveal my disappointment.
'Bella," He murmured. "That's not what I meant. I meant that it might not be a good idea for you to move in your current condition."
"Condition?" I objected.
He chucked, and I shivered as his breath tickled my throat. "Bella, you're in pain if you move or breath, I don't think getting up and going somewhere is the greatest idea."
I sighed. He was right, but that didn't fulfill my need to do something romantic with him.
I tried to roll over so that I could face him, but had no luck. Edward was holding me too tight.
"Um, Edward, can I at least roll over? ''I asked.
"No," He answered immediately.
"Seriously Edward, I just want to talk to your face not the wall.'' I truly love Edward, but has a little too overprotective at sometimes.
He chuckled. "Alice had a vision of you falling off explain chuckling.
"It's not my fault I'm so uncoordinated." I mumbled crossing my arms, wincing at the slight movement.
"No it's not." He agreed. "This sofa isn't exactly made for two people to lay on."
"I guess you'll just have to hold me closer."
"As much as I love that idea, I have another one."
"Are you going to tell me?" I asked.
He thought for a moment, before answering. "No."
"Do I at least get a hint?" I requested.
"No."
"Will I approve?"
"I hope so."
"Are you enjoying this?" I demanded.
''Yes, very much." He smiled his crooked grin and his eyes did that unfair smoldering thing. I knew I had lost. "Would you be okay if I left for a little bit?''
I sighed. "Only if you must." I really didn't want him to leave.
"You don't need to go," Alice called from her and Jasper's room. "It's already taken care of."
It was one of those few conversations Alice and Edward had out loud, the only time that ever happens is when one of them is too absorbed if their significant other.
"Hey Alice, do you want to tell me what you guys are talking about?" I asked.
"Sorry Bells, I barely have enough energy to talk, I don't feel like ticking Edward off."
I sighed, I wasn't in the mood for surprises.
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An hour later Emmett was knocking on the door.
"Can I come in?" He asked. I was flabbergasted. Edward and I were alone in my room with a locked door, and Emmett hadn't made any comment that related to our sex lives. That was a first.
"Yeah Em, come in." I said, after Edward helped me put my shirt back on.
"I thought you couldn't talk." He called conning in the room, a large box in his arms, two more were on the floor behind him.
''I can talk, but breathing and moving are a different story." I explained. "Emmett, what the devil is in those boxes?"
"You'll see," He assured me with a grin. I rolled my eyes, but said no more.
About four minutes later there was a bed in the middle of my room. The frame was black and had decorative metal flowers all over it. It was a four poster bed with gold curtains, and a matching gold comforter.
I just laid there, speechless.
"It's a bed." Emmett finally answered my question. Edward rolled his eyes.
"She knows that much." Edward reminded his brother. "Bella, are you okay?"
"A bed?" I managed to choke out. "Why do we need a bed?"
"Well," Emmett starched to say, but thought better of it. "Never mind."
"So that you could rollover without hurting yourself." Edward explained.
"That's so sweet," I turned around to kiss him. Just a peck on the cheek.
Emmett slipped out of the room, saying, "I'll let you two be alone."
"It's nothing," Edward murmured kissing my forehead.
"So, are you going to make me walk or. . ."
He wordlessly sat up, and then slipped off of the sofa. He picked me up bridal style and slowly carried me across the room.
"Edward!" I gigged. "What are you doing?" I just wanted him to help me walk, not carry me.
"Practicing," His crooked grin crossed his face once more.
"For what?"
He immediately got that 'deer in the headlights look'. "Nothing," He said immediately. "Really, Bella, forget I said anything." He laid me down on the sofa without another word.
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A week passed before I was back to normal, I had been forced to stay on bed rest for another two days. I really hadn't minded, Edward didn't leave my side once.
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"Bella, I think we should do something tonight." He said one afternoon.
"Like what?" I asked looking for a new shirt, I had spilt water on the one I was wearing.
"Something. . .romantic." He suggested wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his chin on my shoulder.
"Romantic is. . ." He took advantage of our current position and began kissing my neck. "doable." I managed to gasp a minute later.
"Doable?" He repeated. "Just doable? I was thinking something more like perfect," he sighed, "but then again, how can I call any thing perfect with you as a comparison?"
"You're too kind to me, do you know that?" I asked turning around.
"No, I'm not." He disagreed. "You're too amazing for words."
I buried my face in his chest. "You know, I d really don't know what to say to that."
"You could accept my invitation for a romantic evening." He suggested. "Or we could change it to a romantic afternoon."
"Hmm, I don't know." I teased.
"The whole afternoon, and evening, you and me alone." He spoke slowly, knowing I would give in.
"That sounds. . .perfect." I whispered standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.
He pressed his lips against mine for a second, then pulled away. I stood there pouting.
He chuckled. "Bella, I love you, but we both know if I give in now, we'll be in here for a looong time." I sighed. ''It's not my fault. You're the one that wouldn't let me kiss you, for a week.
He laughed. "Says the woman who threatened to never kiss me again."
"That's because I knew it would make you give in, and I was right."
He grinned guiltily, but said no more. "So, what does that romantic. . .date include?"
He smiled. "How badly do you want to know?''
"Rather badly."
"Too bad, it's a secret."
"What happened to no more secrets?" I asked. "I forgot about that," He mused. "It's a surprise, you said there was a difference."
I sighed, struggling to find a loophole. "But, I know about it, so it's no longer a surprise, therefore it is no longer a completely different thing, so it's a secret, and you need to tell me."
"No," he contradicted. "You know about our date, the surprise is what we're doing, so I don't need to tell you."
"Smarty-pants." I gigged.
He rolled his eyes. "I'll leave you to get dressed.
"You don't need to leave." I called over my shoulder as he walked towards the door.
"I need to talk to Carlisle." He explained. "I'll be right back."
"Okay," I called back. "I love you."
"Love you too."
A minute later Alice and Rose knocked on my bedroom door.
"Come in!" I called. The two of them opened the door and literally bounced into the room.
"What is wrong with you too?'' I giggled.
"We're just happy!" Alice yelled.
"Ecstatic!'' Rose exclaimed.
"High on life!" They chorused.
I burst out laughing. "What's gotten into you two!?"
"You'll see!" They yelled skipping over to me.
''Bella, let us pick out your outfit," Alice begged.
I sighed, "I reserve the right to veto any idea I don't like.
"Of course," Rose promised.
"And no heels!'' I reminder her
"Yeah, yeah we know." Alice mumbled.
I had no idea why they have so much fun treating me like a Barbie doll, but I like making them happy.
A minute later I stood in front of the mirror, staring critically. They put me in a miniskirt, tank top, and shoes with lots of ribbons.
"Not happening." I growled.
"But Bella-" Alice whined.
"Alice, let her have her way." Rose insisted winking at her little sister.
"Yeah, your right." Alice mumbled. "We just want to see before you leave."
"That's fair."
A minute later I stood in front of them waiting for criticism.
Alice shrugged. "Good enough."
I looked down. I thought it worked well, jeans, and a brown sweater. What's was wrong with it?
"Are you wearing a shirt underneath?" Alice asked suddenly.
"Yeah, why?" I said slowly.
"Trust me, I'm psychic." She reminded me.
I rolled my eyes, but said no more.
"He's coming," Alice whispered. "Come on Rose!" She pulled her younger sister to the window and the two of them leapt out of sight.
A minute later approaching footsteps answered my unasked question on 'who is coming?'.
"Bella are you ready?" Edward called knocking on my bedroom door.
"Yeah, I'm coming," I yelled running over to open the door.
"You look," He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. "beautiful."
"Thanks. . .are you going to tell me where we're going yet?"
"Nope," He took my hand, and kissed it,
I sighed.
"You're not going to let this go are you?" He asked.
"No, I'm not."
He rolled his eyes. "Come on let's go." He led me to the window and held out his hand, gesturing for me to go first.
"Out the window?" I asked.
"Yes," He smiled shyly. "I don't want anybody to see us."
I smiled. "I like that idea." I jumped out the window without another word. I did a flip while I was in the air, laughing as I went. Freedom had never tasted so sweet.
When my feet hit the ground I lost some of the artificial adrenaline rush, but when Edward took my hand another rush took its place.
"Trust me?" He asked.
"With my life." I vowed staring into his golden eyes.
"Close your eyes."
I obeyed without a second thought. "Run with me." He whispered, his breath tickling my face. "Trust me. Come with me, follow me."
I swallowed. "With my eyes closed?"
He sighed. Don't you trust me?" The disappointment in his voice broke my heart.
"Of course I do, it's myself I don't trust." I explained.
"I will not let you get hurt." He promised. ''But I understand if you don't want to-"
"I trust you." I repeated. "I mean it, take me where you wanted to. I'll follow you to the end of the earth."
"Close your eyes." He whispered. "Don't let go of my hand." I gave his hand a reassuring squeezed. "Trust me. Run with me." And then he ran into the woods at the end of our backyard.
It was weird. My instinct was to open my eyes, and be on the look out for an attack. Yet my heart told me to hold tight and never let go. "What are you thinking?" He called over the wind. "About instinct!" I called back. "What my vampire side tells me to do verses my human side, my heart tells me to do. What are you thinking about?"
"You, me. . .us." He spoke at a low tone of voice, it was a little hard to hear him over the wind.
"What about us?" I asked just as quietly.
"The past, the present, our future." I imagined him smiling as he said the last word, I knew I was.
"I love that last thing.'' My smile grew even more. I couldn't help it. Being around him makes me smile. Thinking about him makes me smile. Especially thinking about our future, sadly, it won't include kids that are biologic by our own, but it will include him. That's what matters the most.
He chuckled. "Why are you smiling?"
"Because I'm with you.''
"Being with me makes you that happy?" He asked disbelieving.
"Cause with you, I can let my hair down, I can say anything crazy, I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground, with nothing but a t-shirt on, I've never felt so beautiful, baby as I do known now that I'm with you,"
He laughed. I rolled my eyes, but then I remembered they were closed, and I felt like an idiot.
He said no more for a minute, and then began slowing down.
"Are we here?"
He chuckled. "Are you that excited?"
"Yes."
He laughed again. "Yes, we're here."
"Can I open my eyes?" I asked.
"I'm not sure. . . ." He trailed off, sounding embarrassed.
"What do you mean 'I'm not sure'?"
"I'm realizing how stupid and cheesy my idea is, and I'm regretting it." He explained.
"I don't care about what we do." I reminded him. "As long as we're together. . . .Can I open my eyes yet?"
He sighed. "Yes, but you've been warned."
I opened my eyes and was instantly confused. We were alone, at the edge of our meadow, standing a few meters away from the sun light. What was cheesy about that?
"I'm confused," I admitted playing with our intertwined fingers.
"We aren't here for the reason you think," He explained. "I was thinking, and I realized I've never taken you on a real date."
Huh, he's right, I never realized before, but what does that have to do with anything?
"I felt. . .I'm not exactly how, maybe guilty, I thought this was something we should have."
"Our first date." I whispered. My first date ever. I didn't know if I should be happy, or feel pathetic. My first date and I'm over three hundred years old, brilliant.
He nodded his head. "I didn't know what we should do, something romantic, but what? Humans go out to dinner, but we're not human, we don't eat, besides draining a deer of its life isn't romantic.'" True, but he'd look sexy doing it. "Humans also go out to the movies, but that's not romantic. And sometimes humans go out dancing, but I don't always like acting human, and I know you don't either, so I thought we could dance. . .here. All alone, just you and me. . . .But now I see how-"
"Sweet, romantic, adorable, caring, compassionate, perfect-"
"-My idea is." He finished.
"I love it." I whispered
"I love you." He whispered back, leaning forward to kiss me. I stood up on my tiptoes and put my arms around his neck. It was a brief kiss, at least it was for vampires. The kind of kiss that made Emmett laugh. Just short, simple, and sweet.
"So, miss swan, would you give me the honor of having you as a dance partner?"
"It'd be my pleasure." I kissed his cheek.
He took my hand and led me into the sunlight, and to the middle of our meadow. There was a CD player there too, and our mix CD was in it.
He got down on one knee and pressed the power button. He skipped through until he got to one of our favorite songs.
Edward sighed.
"Edward, what's wrong?"
He smiled sadly, peering at me from underneath his eyelashes. "I can relate to this song more than ever. I miss the sound of your voice, And I miss the rush of your skin, And I miss the still of the silence, As you breathe out and I breathe in." That's how I felt when I thought you were. . .dead." He whispered.
He stood up and pulled me into his arms. We began to sway on the spot, not dancing, just holding each other, being close. "If I could walk on water, If I could tell you what's next, I'd make you believe,I'd be okay, and we'd be together in a few hours." I whispered.
"I'd make you forget. I'd make you forget the pain he put you in, every second of it. So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, Faith and desire and the swing of your hips"
We weren't swaying any more, we were kind of dancing, there was more movement, more swing of my hips. "Just pull me down hard." He pulled me closer, so close that if we were human we wouldn't be able to breath. "And drown me in love, So come on, get higher, loosen my lips." I sang.
"Faith and desire and the swing of your hips." He whispered in my ear.
"Just pull me down hard, And drown me in love"
" I miss the sound of your voice, Loudest thing in my head, your thoughts, your voice, they're so important to me, the way you talk, the tone in your voice, when you're happy, sad, I never fully understood until I lost it," he explained. "And I ache to remember, All the violent, sweet, Perfect words that you said, I thought about everything you've said. The happy, the romantic, even the hurt, everything, from you first saying you loved me, to when you were screaming at me on Christmas. I hung on to every detail. It was like watching the part of your life that I knew flashing before my eyes. If I could walk on water, If I could tell you what's next." His smile changed it was no longer one of sorrow and bliss, but his guilty crooked smile, the I have a secret type of smile. "I'd make you believe, that when Tanya kissed me, she caught me off guard, and shocked me as much as it shocked you."
"I'd make you forget, everything I said when I found you and started yelling."
He kissed my cheek "So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, Faith and desire and the swing of your hips."
"Just pull me down hard, And drown me in love, So come on, get higher, loosen my lips," I sang.
"Faith and desire and the swing of your hips." His breath sent a shiver down my spine.
"Just pull me down hard, And drown me in love,"
"I feel of your breath,"
"I taste the sparks on your tongue, I see angels and devils, And God, when you come on, Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on," The emotion in his voice was overwhelming, it almost left me speechless.
"Sing sha la la la, Sing sha la la la la,"
"So come on, Bella, get higher, loosen my lips, Faith and desire and the swing of your hips,"
"Just pull me down hard, And drown me in love, So come on, get higher, loosen my lips."
"Faith and desire and the swing of your hips"
"Just pull me down hard, And drown me, drown me in love"
"It's all wrong, it's all wrong, It's all wrong, you deserve so much better," he seemed to be begging.
"It's so right, I deserve you, at least I hope I deserve someone like you." Edward rolled his eyes.
"Have some faith in yourself, So come on, get higher."
"So come on and get higher "I echoed.
"Cause everything works, love"
"Everything works when you're on."
I got caught up in the moment everything was perfect. He was holding me as close as possible, we were alone in the sunlight, and he was singing to me. I kissed him. Full on the mouth kissed him. Tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him down onto the ground. I kissed him until I was panting, until I couldn't breath, only then did we separate. His lips never left my skin. He trailed them along my throat, my collar bone, my scars. His hands rested on my hips, I was on top of him, he was over me. We didn't talk, we just kissed, there would be time for talking, time for flirting, and time to go farther, but it wasn't now.
The sun had set by the time we parted.
"Oops," That guilty smile crossed his face again.
"Hmmm?" I managed to say, I was panting too hard to form a real word, let alone a sentence.
"I sort of. . ." he held up a brown shred of fabric. "lost control."
I looked down, I was no longer wearing a sweater, just a white tank top. So that's why Alice made sure I was wearing a second layer.
"I don't mind,'' I murmured. "but is it just me or do you always shred my brown sweaters? And even my blue ones, if you dislike them, I'll tell Alice not to get me any more of them," I teased.
"No, you look amazing in the m that's the problem. They really bring out your eyes."
I looked away, embarrassed and stared at the stars.
"They're beautiful," he whispered. "Not nearly as amazing as you, but still, beautiful."
"You spoil me." I whispered.
"No, I can't even keep you safe-"
"Stop!" I didn't yell, but the animal edge in my voice was still there. "That's not true, nor is it what I meant. You have give me yourself, you're love. What more could I want? What more could I need?" He opened his mouth to reply, but I cut him off. "Don't say anything, it was a rhetorical question." The silence that followed wasn't awkward, it was on where somebody's in trouble, and they don't know what to say.
"I think we deserve each other," he said breaking the silence a few minutes later. "We both want each other, and love each other more than our lives, we want to give each other so much more, but all I want is you, and all you want is me. We're perfect for each other."
"You're right." That basically summed up our relationship in a nutshell, a rather less complicated version, but still.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"You know, there's still one more surprise," He taunted.
"We've had a lot of surprises for a while, I don't know if it's good for my heart," I teased.
"I think you'll disagree once you've found out."
"Oh really?" I asked.
"Really," he breathed, our faces were inches apart.
"Are you going to tell me?"
"Later, closer to morning."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because I said so, and I can't tell you until then."
"Oh no, we're going to be all alone in our meadow, all night, what ever will we do?" I tried to sound like a damsel in distress, like in all those old movies, I don't know how I sounded, but he didn't laugh, so it couldn't have been that bad.
"We have," he murmured trailing his lips a long my neck. "lots," he kissed my cheek. "and lots," He pressed his lips to mine for a hundredth of a second. "of options." He pressed his lips to mine once more.
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"What time is it?" I asked without moving my head off of his chest.
"It's almost. . .'' he trailed off in realization. "It's time to go." He said urgently
"Why? Where do we have to go?"
"It's a surprise." He reminded me.
"Oh yeah," I stood up and he jumped to his feet. "Do I get to look this time?"
"Yes," slid his hand into mine. "Are you ready?"
"I'm ready, let's go."
He kissed me on the cheek once more before he led me into the forest. It was starting to get brighter out, not enough that any humans would realize, but enough to gain my attention. But where could we be going this early in the morning?
"What are you thinking about?" He called over the wind.
"About where you're taking me. Honestly, where are we going?"
"Are all British vampires this impatient when it comes to surprises?" He asked. "We tried throwing Dad a surprise party, he knew something was up, it was driving him insane." He chuckled. "It was the only time he lost patience. It was the funniest thing ever."
I shrugged. "It's in our blood, venom, whatever, you understand."
He smiled. "We need to stop."
We slowed to a stop, we were still in the forest but I had no idea where.
"Edward, where-?"
"Shhhh. . .close your eyes."
I silently obeyed and waited for him to continue.
"No peeking in my mind, please?" He requested.
"Of course," I vowed. '"I haven't looked once, I don't want to make you tell me anything." "Then how come you keep asking me to tell you?" He asked.
"That's different, that's persecution," I explained. "Would you prefer if I try seduction? Because it's really not a problem."
He didn't reply.
"Are you rolling your eyes?" I asked.
He chuckled.
"Edward, I don't like being blind, why are you still laughing?" I demanded.
"Are you done yet?" He asked.
"Yes," I sighed. "I'm done, can we go now?"
"Yes, don't let go." We took of into the forest again. We only ran for a minute, and I don't think we went faster than thirty five miles per hour.
"You can look now," he whispered in my ear. His breath sent a shiver down my spine. When I opened my eyes, I was left speechless. We were at the top of a cliff looking over a body of water. The sun was just beginning to show over the horizon. He brought us here, with this amazing view.
When I told him I wanted to watch the sunrise together I just meant at home, on the roof, or somewhere close by. I didn't know where we were, but the mansion wasn't near by.
"You're so sweet." I whispered in awe.
"You deserve it.'' He wrapped his arms around my waist, and rested his chin on my shoulder.
"You know I love you, don't you?" I asked.
"Yes, but still, it's nice to hear."
"I love you."
"I love you too. Do you want to sit down or. . . ?" He trailed off, he sounded almost nervous, his voice was a bit shaky.
"Sit," I said pulling him down with me. He sat down first and pulled me into his lap.
We wrapper our arms around each other and stared into the sky.
The sun rise was beautiful, there really weren't words to describe its beauty.
"I've been thinking," he said when half of the sun was showing. "The sunrise is very symbolic."
"Really? Symbolic of what?"
"Us." He whispered simply. "When you told me you wanted to go see the sunrise, it got me thinking. The sun rise is beautiful. It's something that's worth living for. The sunset is sorrowful, it's leaving, and you won't be seen for a period of time. Just like you, I hate not having you with me, but I know you'll return eventually."
"The sunrise is also the beginning. It starts everything, the day, it gives some things life, it gives everybody happiness. You're my sunrise. The true beginning of my 'life', the reason I'm on the able to exist.
"Everyday we want the sun to stay longer, to enjoy its warmth, and the happiness it brings. You're my sun, the reason for my happiness, the reason I exist. Unlike the sun I can ask you to stay. Bella I want you to stay, I want you to be mine forever."
I turned around to face him, and slid off of his lap in the process. What was he saying? What does he mean?
"Bella,'' Edward got down on one knee, and held out a black satin box with a ring. ''Will you marry me?"
I was absolutely ecstatic, too ecstatic. He left me speechless for a moment. "Yes!" I finally gasped once I found my voice.
He smiled, and I swear, his smile was brighter then the rising sun.
He slid the ring onto my finger, and kissed each of my fingers before pulling me into his lap, and kissing me like there was no tomorrow.
"You've made me the happiest man on the planet." He kissed me again. "You have no idea how ecstatic I am."
I giggled and he kissed me a third time, not pulling away until I was panting. "I have a much greater idea then you think."