My Beautiful Disaster.

Chapter Twenty-Four.

There wasn't enough words on this earth for me to explain to you how excited I was. Edward and I were going on holiday; we were leaving today to be exact. It might seem like quite a rash decision, to go off to another place with someone you've only been with for a few months, but I knew I had nothing to worry about. I'd move to another planet if Edward wanted me to! And I felt completely safe with him, which told me everything was going to be okay.

I had spent the last few days, after he'd asked me to go away with him, between both houses. Alice and I were working together: I was helping her pack for fashion week, and she in turn was helping me pack for going to… I don't actually know where we are going. Edward was being sneaky and keeping it a surprise. In any other circumstance, I would have tried to get it out of him, but that usually made his game all the more enjoyable. So, reluctantly I had settled with not knowing, and just enjoying the adventure ahead. God knows it was sure to be filled with surprises.

Part of me was a little nervous about this. I still had my doubts as to whether I was good enough for that glorious man, even though Edward stated it was silly. But I felt I looked inadequate by his side. I was plain, and he most definitely wasn't. This hadn't caused many problems up until now. We had both lived in Forks for a long time prior, and many of the people are saw us just as we were before. But now we were going somewhere new, somewhere were people didn't know us, and that often caused people to judge; something I didn't want to happen. But I pushed those worries to the back of my mind, telling myself not to dwell on them again.

I sighed, as I slung my hair off of my shoulders, taking my hands and placing them on the handles of my two suitcases. I would have been fine with only one, but Alice had other ideas. Jeez, we were only going for the weekend. I heaved them into my grasp, panting slightly at the large weight, and trailed them down the stairs of my house; a place I had neglected recently. I saw the Cullen's house as my home now. I left them standing upwards in the hall near the door, and rushed around the living room, making sure I had my passport, keys, purse, and generally everything I'd need. I always forget something, but hopefully it won't be important. Like the last time. When it was underwear…

I glanced around the room one last time, before turning and waving a silent goodbye to my home. Lifting the suitcases again, I hauled them outside, before turning around and locking the door. I dragged them over to my car and into the boot, smiling as the weight was lifted off my shoulders. Edward, hopefully, could carry them later. I slid into the drivers seat, and turned the ignition on, forcing the car forward and onto the road where my journey began. First stop was Charlie's; making sure he could live for the next few days. Then all I needed to do was drive to Edward's, say my goodbyes, and jet off with my loving boyfriend. I could feel the bliss on my fingertips.

The drive was short, quiet and peaceful. I honked the horn, alerting my father of my presence, before exiting the car and locking it behind me. The door was open, and I called when I entered. "Dad?"

"In the living room Bells!" He called back, and I rolled my eyes. Where else would he be? Heaven forbid the day I find him cooking.

I stroll in, with the feeling of returning home in my stride. I got the same feeling every time I stepped into my childhood home. It felt nice to be back, and I can imagine my teenage self rushing here and there like I always did, in my own unique and clumsy way. I had missed this house when I had moved out for college, so it always felt nice to be back. I'd never pictured Phoenix as my home. Apart from my mother, there was nothing much there for me. And now she wasn't there either - I had no clue as to where she had gone with her new husband Phil - so Phoenix meant absolutely nothing.

I found my father sitting in his usual chair, with the football lighting up the television. I went over, kissed his forehead, before taking a seat beside him. He turned to me. "Where's your suitcase?"

"You mean 'suitcases'. I left them in the car."

His eyebrows creased. "Suitcases? Plural?"

I nodded, "Plural.' I shrugged, rolling my eyes. 'Alice seemed to think it was necessary that I brought enough clothes to cloth the entire population of Isle Esme."

He chuckled. "That girl; she's a handful, but I have a soft spot for her."

"I know; she loves you too." I smile, thinking back to the day they had met each other. It had been a few weeks ago, and they had hit it off instantly. With his guarded manner and her bubbly nature, they made a great team. Charlie had gone on and one about her for days afterwards. And Jasper couldn't be more pleased. He thought of Charlie as his father.

I took a quick look at my watch, before deciding I really should be heading to the Cullens. I stood up, gathering all the little bits and pieces of rubbish my father seemed to accumulate. Placing them in the bin, I called back through, "Dad? Do you have food?"

He grunted back, evidently more interested in the game. "Yeah."

I nodded to myself. "Alright. Jasper will keep you stocked up anyway." Jasper had been kind enough to offer to stay with my father over this weekend. With all of us away, he was left on his own, and decided to use the opportunity to visit my father again. Ever since the accident I was uneasy about letting him be alone. I wouldn't have to stress if I knew Jasper was looking after him.

A few minutes later I had left my childhood home, leaving my father content as always with the television being his friend. I slotted myself back into my car, finding myself a little more excited for our holiday than I already was; I was almost half way there. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and soon enough we were heading in the right direction. I passed straight through town, along the road on which the town hall was situated. I tried not to think about the town hall much nowadays. I had found out so much about Rosalie's past, an to be honest it haunted me. It made me feel sick; how could someone do that to the person they supposedly 'loved'? But it had brought me closer to Rosalie now, ad that was a good thing.

I was soon on the outside of town, just a few streets away from the Cullen residence. It only took a matter of seconds to get there, and before I knew it, I was parking in their driveway, where the car would stay for the next couple of days. Just as I had turned off the ignition, the car door burst open, and I jumped. "Edward! You scared me!" I wined, my heart beating erratically. I was still deciding whether it was his presence or his unexpected entrance that made my heart beat fast.

However, I had no time to think about that, as Edward's hands secured around my now unbuckled waist, lifting me easily and safely from my car. My legs wrapped around his waist, with my hands secured around his neck, and his pushed me against the car. His forehead leant onto mine. "I'm sorry, my love. I didn't mean to startle you. I'm just so excited; I couldn't wait to see you any longer."

The twinkle of happiness and excitement in his eyes made me fall in love with him over again. I'm learning so much about Edward, and he has many sides. He has his loving side, then his protective side, then his mischievous side, and so many sides in between. I could safely say I loved them all.

I pressed my lips to his, before pulling back and grinning. "We're going on hol-i-day!" I sang, letting my excitement shine through. He answered me with a smile, looking like a cat who'd got the cream. Then I peered at him. "And you assured me it is an inexpensive holiday, right?"

He nodded. "Yep. It's all taken care of."

I sighed, moving the locks of hair that were crowding his face. "Edward… you didn't answer my question." I groaned, knowing in the back of my mind that I probably wouldn't win this little argument.

He chuckled, nuzzling his face into my neck, making my breathing pick up and all thoughts about the money issues of the holiday were momentarily forgotten. He kissed my nose sweetly, before putting me down from my hold, and grabbing my hand. "Come on; Alice, Rose and Jasper are waiting inside."

I let him lead me into the house, and sure enough Alice and Rose were in the corner, surrounded my suitcases, whispering excitedly like school-girls about their trip. They waved in acknowledgement to my appearance, apparently too engrossed in their own conversation to pay attention to me. It didn't bother me; I actually made me smile. I was happy I'd been able to give them something they'd really enjoy. Alice was the hardest person to buy for. She seemed to have everything.

Jasper was sitting in the corner, flicking through a magazine. He smiled when he saw us approach, and stood up to hug me. I leant into his embrace, relishing the feeling. There was something so nice about hugging your best friend. It always made me feel… whole.

"Jas, thank you again for agreeing to stay with my father. I'm a worry-wart. But it's just… after the accident a few months ago… I just, don't like leaving him."

He shrugged. "Not a problem. I had to keep up my side of the deal, remember?' I looked at him oddly, prompting him to explain. 'I have some football to watch with him.' Ah, it became clear now. 'So it doesn't both me in the slightest. Besides, your father and I are friends."

I smiled. "I know; I just wanted to make sure you knew it was appreciated."

He patted my head; something he did from time to time to remind me I'm younger than him. It used to annoy me when I was younger, but now I see it as the loving gesture it's supposed to be. He nodded, "I do know." He smiled, before Alice beckoned him over to her side.

I turned around to find Edward behind me, staring down at me with intense eyes. The bright green shone with a brightness that took my breath away. They were stunning; I could look at them for days on end, and never get tired. They tell me the things he cannot speak.

I leant into his form, with his eyes still glued on mine, and pushed a hand through his unruly bronze mop. I loved his hair. His shoulders, which had been tensed, seemed to relax a little, and he leant down to press his lips onto my forehead. "What were you thinking about?"

He smirked, pulling me closer. "About all the things we'll do on Isle Esme. About how I can't wait to see you on the sand - I think you'll look beautiful in a beach scene.' I laughed at that. Of all the things he could think about… 'And I also can't wait to get you alone." His voice was husky and full of emotion. He held me in a trap, and he knew it.

"Come on, Love Birds!' Alice's voice broke through our intense moment. We turned away, now focussing our gazes on the small, hyper pixie in front of us. 'We have to leave now, and so do you if you want to catch that plane."

We nodded, before exiting the house. Jasper and Edward took Alice and Rose's suitcases, dragging them along with ease. It made me frown as I thought about the trouble it took me to do that this morning. Yet another thing that Edward could do. I swear that list is endless.

Edward wrapped his arms around me from behind, and I leant into his chest. "Is your suitcase in the boot of your car."

I nodded. "Both suitcases are." I reached into my bag and produced my keys, throwing them at Edward's awaiting hands as he was going to remove the suitcases and put them in his car.

He eyed me. "Two suitcases? What would you need two for?"

I shrugged. "Tell that to your demented sister."

"I heard that Bella!" Alice's voice screeched. To anyone else it might have sounded like that comment hurt her, but we both knew she was joking. I really did value our strange but unbreakable friendship.

I watched as Edward took my suitcases and put them into his car. I smiled; I couldn't wait for this holiday to begin.

-.-.-

Alice looked at Jasper as he placed both her and Rose's suitcases into Rose's car. She was very excited about the trip, and almost couldn't contain it. Rosalie was at her side, going from foot to foot, and Alice could tell she felt the exact same. In some ways, she was disappointed; she didn't really want to leave Jasper, especially when Bella and Edward would be away too. But, he was going to stay with Bella's father - a delightful man - and the trip to Fashion Week was one that couldn't be missed. The time that she'd gone before had been excellent, but she had been on her own. This time would be even better, with Rose by her side.

A few minutes later, all the suitcases had been moved, the cars were ready and all that was left was to say goodbye. They didn't get tearful, for they all knew they would see each other in a few days. After Rosalie had hugged everyone, she went to wait in her car, giving the couples time together.

Alice squeezed Bella tightly, before kissing her cheek. "Bella, I can't thank you enough for the tickets. Rosalie and I are so grateful. I feel as if I'll be befriending her again, you know. Me and Rose, we can get to know each other even better."

Bella smiled as she looked a her short friend, who had the biggest heart imaginable. She nodded. "That's exactly what I wanted. Ever since I came into the group, I feel as if I've taken up your and Rose's own time together. I want this trip to be special for you both. And of course, for you to have yet another bit of your birthday. So, you're very welcome."

Alice grinned. "It's going to be so much fun!"

Bella let go, so Alice could move on to her brother. "Make sure you do!"

Alice turned around to see her brother, with his hands in his pockets, looking like the teenage brother he once was. That's what Bella was doing to him; he was learning to live again. She smiled at him, and he smirked; they'd never really been ones for big displays of sibling affection, well… Edward certainly wasn't. But he opened his arms wide, gesturing for her to come to him, and that surprised her. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and he laid his head on top of hers. They stayed like that for a second, before Alice pulled back. She eyed Bella, who was talking and laughing with Jasper, and then chose her moment to speak.

She looked at him meaningfully. "I know you haven't mentioned the pains you've been having to Bella, so I won't say this in front of her.' He looked down, shuffling his feet. She lifted his face up determinedly. 'But I will say something. I need to know that you are feeling okay. You have no idea how much I'll worry if you are in pain while you are away…"

He shook his head, then looked at her and chuckled. "You worry far too much. I'm fighting fit. Really,' He turned more serious. 'I haven't been in pain for a few days, ever since the day of the show. So go and enjoy yourself, or I'll tickle you silly when you get back!"

She smirked, the glint in her eye returning. "Okay. I just… I hate seeing you that way. It was exactly like… you know… and that time was hard for us… seeing you, like that …"

He nodded, hugging her once more. "But I'm fine. Come on, say your last goodbye, and then hit the road. The plane won't wait for you."

She nodded, before stepping away and going over to Jasper, who pulled her into his arms and left her reeling with one of his kisses. He grinned. "Go and enjoy yourself."

She smiled, kissing his cheek. "I will, but I'll miss you too."

"I'll miss you too." He brought her hand to his mouth, leaving a last kiss on her palm, before watching her walk to Rose's car and getting settled inside, with one last smile sent his way. He turned to his other side, watching as both Bella and Edward took to the road, slightly ahead of Alice and Rose. He'd miss them all very much, but they'd be fine without him for a couple of days.

And with that, he began the walk to Charlie's house.

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Edward watched as she leant her head against the window of the car, her hair moving slightly with the wind from the other side of the car's open window. The sun shone down on them, reminding them that sun in Forks was a rare treat, and that this was the last chance they'd see it, with Winter creeping closer. The car drove smoothly along the slightly winding roads leading to the airport. He left one hand on the wheel, with the other moving over to Bella, to stroke her cheek absentmindedly.

She smiled, kissing his fingers lightly. "Not that I mind you doing that, but I'd prefer that you hands stayed on the wheel, and if that's not possible, then definitely your eyes."

He chuckled. "As you wish, my love.' He dropped his hands onto her lap, searching out one of her hands and entwining it with his own. 'But I'm afraid I miss your touch already, so my eyes must do all the work."

Her beautiful laugh sounded around them, and he felt his heart beat a little faster at the sound. He'd never tire of it; he lived for it. She turned her gaze from the window to his. "I suppose that'll have to do."

He turned his eyes to look down at the road in front of them. The woods on both sides partly blocked the glorious sunlight. As they got nearer the edge of forest, the trees began to spread, leaving strobes of light, reminding him of the dance floor used for Rose's show. Eventually the endless stream of trees ended, and the road ahead was clear. In the distance he could see few stores and houses, which meant they were getting nearer the airport. The could almost hear the planes in the distance.

Bella turned to him, his hands still placed in her lap, wrapped tightly with her own. "So, are you going to tell me what Isle Esme is like?"

He chuckled; his love was always curious. "No. There's no way really to describe it. The beauty… you'll understand when we get there. You'll love it. I promise."

She nodded. "Cool. I can't wait. But, since you're not telling me what it looks like, can you tell me what's there? I might want to bring back presents. Especially for Charlie."

He turned to her, love shining clearly in his eyes. The love she showed for Charlie was really something. It was a different type of love to the type they shared, of course. But it was still just a strong. He wished he'd been able to be like that with his father, into the later years of his fathers life, like Bella was doing with hers. But sadly, that was never to be.

He nodded. "Sure. There's quite a lot of places. It's not really a large island, but there is too sides. One part is full of woodland, and parks, with hardly any shops. The other is the city kind of side. Lots of shops and cafes. Then there's the beach… It's a lovely place. And where we're staying, is right in the centre. A large house, just on the outskirts of the town. Beside and beach and the woods."

She turned towards him more in her seat, and from the corner of his eye he could see the airport approaching. She reached over, moving his mop of hair out of his eyes, before cupping his cheek, leaning over and kissing it. "It sounds like this place means a lot to you."

He nodded, keeping his eyes on the road, and the approaching airport car park. "It does."

A few seconds later, their car was pulled into a slot, and they stepped outside into the warm air. Edward grabbed their suitcases from the car, carrying two while Bella insisted on at least having one. They grabbed a trolley at the entrance, putting their luggage on it, and then held hands quietly while they went to check in.

It wasn't long before they were about to board the place. A worker came up to them, smiling brightly in her uniform, and told them they were to follow her. Edward glanced over at Bella's confused expression; she was used to travelling with other people. But, Edward being Edward, wanted this to be special. After all, she'd never had agreed to come if he'd told her about the private jet.

They were led out of the airport, put into a car, and a few minutes later they were in front of the hired private jet. It stood looking proud, outdoing all the other surrounding aircrafts. Bella gasped when she stepped out and saw it.

It took her a few moments to realise. Then she smacked Edward's arm, earning him a wince. "Edward! I told you not to spend money!' She looked at it again, calming down slightly. 'Are we… flying in that."

Edward thought it was now safe to wrap his arms around her, and was relieved when she relaxed into his form. He kissed her temple. "Yes, that's what we'll be flying in. I hope you aren't mad. I wanted this to be special."

She turned in his arms, while the plane behind them began to make sounds. "You don't need to fly me out in a private jet to make it special. Just being with you, anywhere, is special enough."

He words warmed his heart. "I know, love. But you deserve the best. And if that means a private jet, then so be it."

They were led onto the plane, buckled up, and soon they were taking off. Edward held her hand while they took off, Bella's eyes trained with wonder on the clouds as they went through them. Her face lit up, and she smiled widely. "This is my favourite part."

He smiled; it was the little things he got to know about her that he loved best.

-.-.-

It was a few hours before we reached Isle Esme. Once Edward and I had landed in the private jet (which I still wasn't thinking about the cost) we were shown to a car, which led us to a port. It appeared that because of being so small, we couldn't fly all the way there. But I didn't mind; I loved boats. So we boarded, and that's how we got to this stage.

I looked off into the distance, Edward talking to the sailor behind me in hushed tones. It was coming to nightfall, and the stars were twinkling. It was an amazing sight. Due to all the pollution in cities, it was hard to see the stars. But out here, you could see them clearly. And they shone brighter than words can describe. We were honing in on Isle Esme now, and as the light slowly faded, I saw the island that Edward cared to much about. Even from the little amount I saw, I could see the beauty it held. It truly looked magical, with the woodland and the soft sands of the beach.

Edward's arms wrapped around me. "Welcome to Isle Esme." He whispered in my ear, making me shiver with delight. His voice always did that.

After we got off the boat, a car was waiting to take us to our home. Edward had told me it was a house, and I'd presumed it was rented, or a hotel. But after seeing the private jet, and the private boat, I don't think I'd be surprised if he told me he'd bought it just was the occasion. I felt privileged to have all this treatment, but you could go too far.

We went through the woodland area, down the twisty roads, and the entire place looked gorgeous as twilight came around them. Soon we were on a straight gravel path, and I readied myself to see where we would be staying. I hadn't prepared myself for such a beautiful house.

"Edward…" I whispered in awe as the approaching house.

All I heard was his chuckle, but he sent no reply. No words were needed. From the dimming light I saw that it was made of light stone, with a small balcony at the top of the house. Around three floors I presumed from the outside, and the windows seemed to have some sort of pattern decorating them. I couldn't wait to see it in the daylight.

Our suitcases were taken out of the car, and as I took mine, I couldn't help but stare at the house. Edward, grasped my other hand. "Shall we see it from the inside?"

I blushed at my obvious ogling (which I usually only did at his chest) and he led my inside. He dug through his jean pocket, taking out the keys and unlocking the door. This surprised me; I would have thought he'd have to get them from the owner. It suddenly stuck me that I might not be that far off when I said he bought the place.

Although there was no light, it seemed even more lovely from the inside. The hallway was completely marble, with a winding stair case. We dropped our luggage in the hall, with the driver who'd helped us leaving, wishing us a pleasant stay. I was about to go up the staircase when Edward grabbed my wrist.

"Come, rest a little in the living room. I can give you a proper tour in the morning; It's getting late."

I smiled in reply as he led me by the hand into the living room, and placed me on the couch. He flicked the light on, making the room come out to my eyes, and the furnishings in this room beat all other furnishings. It was beautiful.

He offered me a glass of wine, which I took gratefully. He sat behind me, and I curled into my usual spot at his chest. He took a sip, before sighing in contentment. "Ah. My father always did love this wine when we came here."

Now I was really confused. Did he own the place? Did his after give it to him? Or did they simply rent it on family holidays? It suddenly reminded me of how little I knew of his past. So mow, I wanted answers.

I turned to look at him. "Edward? Do you own this place?"

He hesitated, before nodding. "Yes."

I stared at him, quite bewildered. "How?"

"Does it matter?" He seemed distant.

I touched his cheek. "Yes. I want to know all about you."

For a few minutes I just watched him as he gathered himself. Then he placed his cup on the floor, settled himself comfortably, and looked at me with pure eyes.

"Alright then."

And then he began to tell me his story.

A/N; Slight delay on this chapter. I think I'll only be able to update every ten days, but thank you for waiting so patiently. I'm really looking forward to writing the next chapter, and letting you all know about Edward's childhood and past. I'm also going to write a chapter about Rose and Alice's fashion show experience with a little bit of Jasper and Charlie.

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