A/N: Err… Welcome Back.
Sorry it's late… I just want you all to understand this first:
I've never written for a vast amount of people to read. I was never 'taught' how to write. I've learned to write essays, but never such grammar and imaginative writing. I mean of course, I wrote little stories for school—but this, no never this.
I am quite young. Not saying my age… But take a hint – I'm on my school lunch break while writing most of this. Please don't expect perfection. And please don't PM me telling me that I should never write again because it sucks. Brings me down... :/
Disclaimer: Do I own these characters? Nope.
(Bella POV)
Edward was cussing under his breath. He had been doing that for the past while.
I sighed. "Well there isn't much we can do."
I was only saying the truth, there wasn't much other we could do. Edward did the only thing he could think of and turned on the fireplace, to keep us warm and to light the room.
Yeah, the power went out. In the middle of a huge blizzard, it had only gotten worse. It seemed as though each tick the wall clock would make meant that the storm had gotten just a bit worse. It was crazy outside, the wind howled and the trees shook. It was dark and I couldn't really tell the snowflakes apart from the stars, except the fact that stars weren't falling to the Earth.
The power hadn't gone out long ago and ever since it had, Edward had been cussing under his breath and walking aimlessly around the house trying to figure out something to do. It was as though he never had to deal with this before. I was surprised he hadn't bumped his head or stubbed his toe yet on something while he walked through the house. The only way I knew he was still in the cabin was his cussing and the way some floorboards would creak underneath his feet.
I, instead of walking around scolding myself, went to the kitchen and opened the drawer that held the matches. I walked back into the living room, touching the wall to guide me. I also used the very dimly lit fireplace to help as I walked over to the mantelshelf on the fireplace. I had the matchbox in my right hand and I brought it before me. Squinting, I tried to see the best I could. I opened the box and pulled out a match, sliding it across the striker. Much to my luck a flame blazed and set down the matchbox so I had a free hand to grab a candle. I pulled a vanilla scented candle off the mantel and brought the flamed match close to the wick.
The candle lit and I went to the next one and the one after that. Once all four candles were lit I blew out the match and smiled to myself. It wasn't much of an accomplishment but I was quite proud I was able to do something. Edward walked back into the living room at that time and quirked an eyebrow when he saw the lit candles.
"Smart." He chuckled but sighed when remembering why I had to light them in the first place.
"I hate when the power goes out." Edward complained.
"There's not much we can do, baby." I said and walked over to him after I set the used candle on the mantel. I hoped it didn't leave a mark. I walked over to Edward and wrapped and arm around him.
"At least I'm not alone." I heard him murmur and wrap both arms around me, kissing the top of my head.
"Never again." I stated clearly.
...
We were on the couch and it was nearly midnight. The lights were out since the power was off and the television was off too. The fireplace was still on, which was the only light being given in the room.
"Huge blizzard out there." I said, pulling the afghan under the chin and staring at the fireplace. I heard Edward drop his feet to the floor from the coffee table.
"I know, it's only gotten worse over the past hour." I heard him murmur into the darkness. After he finished his sentence I heard the wind howl outside.
"I hope Ally and Jasper are home - they haven't called yet." I said. The wind outside and it almost made me feel colder, just the sound. I picked my legs up off the ground and pulled them onto the couch. I wrapped my arms around my legs once they were tucked in against my
body and I rested my chin on my knees.
"The powers out Bella. I doubt they'll reach us if the call." Edward explained.
"Oh." I said and almost face palmed myself. I unwrapped my arms from my legs and pulled my left arm through the left armsaye of my big, navy sweater. Then I brought my arm in through the right. I wrapped my arms around my middle and listened to the outside.
It was silent.
"Still want to make a snowman?" I asked sarcastically as I looked to window. It was dark outside but white snowflakes were blowing everywhere.
Edward laughed and it sounded a bit to cachinnated. "Of course. But really all you'd have to do is step outside. With the way the snow is blowing out there, you'd take one step out that door and get covered in so much snow you'll look like a snowman."
I laughed along with him. "Yeah, maybe you're right."
"Maybe? You know I'm right." Edward scoffed. I rolled my eyes but I know he didn't see me so I snorted.
"Yeah okay." I said becoming sarcastic.
"Hey, I hear that sarcasm." He growled and I felt hands on my hips. Before I could comprehend the situation, I was lying on my back on the couch. I felt Edward's lay on top of me and the heat of his body warmed me. He held up most of his weight with his arm that was on the left side of my body.
"And?" I asked in the darkness.
"And I don't like it." He said in a humorous tone. I could feel his hot breath fanning my face. I brought my arms through the sleeves of the navy sweater and ran my left fingertips over his cheek. The afghan was between us and I could faintly make out his features in the darkness.
"Well, that's to bad." I bluffed and put on my best poker face. "I am a sarcastic person, better get used it to buddy."
He chuckled and caught on that I was bluffing. "Oh I know you are." He traced his nose along my jaw line.
I sighed. "Edward?"
"Hmm?" He breathed against my neck.
I swallowed and tried to clear my thoughts. I almost forgot what I was going to ask him. "What are we doing for Christmas? It's only twenty four days away..."
"Twenty three." He corrected me.
"What?" I asked.
"Twenty three days until Christmas, it's past midnight my dear. Hence it is the second of December. Twenty three days." He explained. He rested his head over my heart and I was sure he could hear it faintly beating under my flesh.
"Oh, didn't know that..." I mumbled and I sounded a bit obfuscate.
Edward chuckled into the fabric of my sweater. "And as for what we are doing, I honestly couldn't say. What would you like to do?"
"What do you usually do?" I asked instantly curious.
"Nothing to ineffable." He admitted. "It was really just myself Bella."
"Did you decorate the house? See friends?" I questioned. I mean he had to do something.
I felt him shake his head and sigh. "Nope. I mean I got a tree once, but it's really depressing to decorate. Back then; I'd rather just forget the holiday. It's better to forget than to celebrate alone."
It was depressing just to think of such. Edward being all alone for the holidays and suffering so much he'd rather just forget it all. The very thought sent a nasty shiver down my spine. I took his face in both of my hands and spoke clearly to him. "This year, we are celebrating Christmas to such an extent that after December even hearing the word reindeer will make you think back to the holidays."
I heard Edward gulp and I saw him nod. A smile broke across his face after a moment of thinking through my words. "Can't wait."
"Ally has been talking about Christmas quite a bit lately, she wants to spend it with us." I told Edward remembering all of the phone conversations Ally and I have recently had. In each and every conversation the word Christmas was brought up at least once.
"I remember," Edward started but stopped and looked as though he bit his tongue, holding back words. I nodded at him letting him know I wanted him to continue and to my surprise he did. "I remember when I was a little boy, my father decorated the house. After awhile he stopped decorating because apparently, Ally and I were getting too old for that kind of stuff. But really, who gets tired of the holiday spirit? Anyway, I promised myself that when I got older and my own house I would overboard on decorating and shower everyone that I cherished in gifts."
"Well, that really hasn't happened." He stopped and sighed. He moved to press his forehead against mine and he pressed his lips to mine quickly. "But this year, I plan on doing exactly that."
I smiled and kissed him again but only briefly. "I look forward to that, actually."
"So we're going to have to go shopping soon. This house honestly has nothing Christmas related in it." Edward admitted.
"I guess we'll have to do some shopping then." I agreed and my smile stayed unmovable on my mouth. Edward pulled back to look at my face and I could see his matching smile written across his features. It was also unmovable in this moment.
"What do you think Alice and Jasper will want?" I heard him ask after a few moments of comfortable silence. I pursed my lips and thought about that question.
"I honestly do not know." I told him truthfully. "That will be a hard one."
"Not like we can go out shopping anytime soon." Edward scoffed and I looked past him to the window. I could still see white pellets of snow falling down in all directions. The wind still howled outside and I saw some trees sway back and forth. The older, thicker trees just stayed put and dealt with the weather. No trees had any leaves and a few even had icicles on the end of their branches due to the major drop in temperature.
I looked back to Edward. "We still need to figure out what we're buying." I tried to lighten the mood.
He nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
"We can look through some catalogue sometime to get an idea. It seems neither of us have a clue what Ally would want." I offered and brought my right hand up to trace the over his features. He kissed my fingertips when they grazed over his lips and I sighed at the contact.
"When do you think we'll be able to go out?" I asked him after he kissed my palm.
"In a few days I hope. If it stops snowing the snowploughs will go out on the major roads. The truck has snow tires so the rest we should be able to get through." He replied.
I yawned, the warmth from Edward and the house making me sleepier. Plus it was past midnight.
"Someone's sleepy." Edward murmured and kissed my cheek. I nodded and stretched both my arms up behind my head. "Lets get you to bed."
"Okay," I agreed and Edward sat up. He grabbed my hands and helped me up. I slowly stood off the couch and stretched quickly before taking Edward's hand.
"Guide me to our room, I'm still not professional at the floor plan." I said jokingly, but really, I did need the help. I was clumsy and the darkness didn't help. I didn't need a carpet to pop out and trip me. With my luck that was exactly what would happen.
"Alright, come on." He said and pulled my hand. He walked a step in front of me, still holding my hand. He blew out the candles on the mantle before walking out of the living room. "I'm leaving the fireplace on."
We walked slowly the short distance to our room. Edward opened the door and went to flick on the lights but groaned when he remembered.
"How could you forget that so easily?" I asked jokingly. "You just blew out the candles on the mantel!"
"It's a habit to flick on the lights." He defended himself. "I'll make sure not to turn on the lamp."
I laughed and nodded. He walked me to my side of the bed and tucked me in before he crawled in after me. We instantly attached to each other, wrapping our arms around each other's body and I rested my head on his chest. I heard him yawn.
"I'm not the only sleepy one it seems." I mused and kissed his collarbone through his shirt.
"It is after midnight." Edward said and laid his head onto the pillow. I toyed with the collar of his shirt. I kissed his neck. "Maybe I'm not so sleepy."
I giggled. "You are and you know it."
He rolled over on top of me and pinned me beneath him. I felt him place a kiss to my nose and I closed my eyes. "Definitely not tired."
I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. "Come here then."
He kissed my lips and murmured, "M'kay."
"Love you." I whispered, tugging at his shirt.
"I love you." He replied and used one hand to help get off his shirt. He tossed it to the side. "Now come here." He tugged at my sweater.
...
I woke up with my face pressed into Edward's chest and his arms around me, holding me tightly. I looked around the room, which was dimly lit; the sun was just starting to rise. I looked over to the window and thankfully it had stopped snowing. I tried to reach to the side and turn on the lamp but my arms just weren't long enough. I refused to move so instead I tucked myself back into Edward's form and closed my eyes.
My shuffling must have woken him since I heard him groan. He unwrapped an arm from around me and rubbed his eyes. I yawned and smiled up at him. His eyes fluttered opened and blinked a few times, taking in the light.
"Morning." I said and sat up a bit so I could place a kiss on his check. The comforter fell from my bare shoulders and the chill in the room hit my skin quickly. I grabbed the comforter and covered myself back up quickly.
"Good morning." He said sleepily. His voice sounded groggy and his words came out garbled. I smirked and kissed his forehead.
"It's not snowing anymore." I murmured against the skin of his forehead.
"Thank God." He praised and cleared his throat in attempt to gain his full voice. He wrapped both arms around me under the blankets and pulled me skin tight to him. "You're really warm."
"So are you." I smiled and tucked my head against the spot between his shoulder and neck. "I don't want to get up."
"You don't have to. It's not like there's much to do." Edward said and sounded more awake. He brought his left hand up to my hair and ran is fingers through the curls.
"I have to get up eventually." I told him. "Even though I don't want to."
"It's not eventually though, it's morning so stay in bed." He begged and tightened his grip with his right arm. "I won't let you leave."
"Oh so I'm trapped?" I asked sarcastically.
"Yup." Edward replied simply.
"You're quite childish." I rolled my eyes even though he didn't see me do so. "But I love you."
...
"Top of the line hair straightener?" Edward offered as we flipped through the pages of a Sears's catalogue.
"I think she already has one. How else would she get her hair so straight?" I asked and Edward shrugged.
"Yeah, but is it top of the line?" He asked me in return.
"I don't know. We can't ask her, she'll get the hint." I replied. "Man, I wish we could just straight forward ask her what she wants for Christmas."
Edward and I were sitting on the living room floor, lying on our stomachs. Different types of catalogues were sprawled out all across the floor. I flipped the page Edward and I were currently on and looked at the pictures. "Jasper might like that."
I pointed to a picture and out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward nod. "He has been complaining that the car needs new seat covers."
"Does he like flames though? I mean look at that design, I'm already reconsidering the idea." I questioned my opinion while scrutinizing the picture.
"Want me to ask him if he likes flames?" Edward asked jokingly.
"Yeah. Sure." I laughed with Edward.
"What? It wouldn't be obvious!" He defended but smirked at me.
I sighed after we stopped laughing. "This is really tricky. I honestly have no idea what to get them."
"Why don't we get Alice some hair gel?" Edward joked. "She needs it to get her hair so spiky right?"
I rolled my eyes but chuckled. "Yeah, Merry Christmas, here's some hair gel." I said to Edward sarcastically.
"Yeah that might not be to good..." He mused and tapped his chin with a finger. "Okay, I'm out of ideas."
"We need to be tricky, to get them to say what they want." I rolled over onto my back and looked up at the ceiling.
"Without being obvious." Edward added and I nodded.
"Good thing we still have twenty three days." I let out a breath. "We're going to need all the time we can get."
"Whom else are we buying for?" Edward asked me. I sat up and turned to face him.
I shrugged. "Who else is there? We can get something for Emmett... I need to get something for Angela."
Edward pursed his lips. "And Ben." He added.
"Oh yeah, Ben too." I agreed. Angela and Ben had been dating for about three months since Angela finally got out of her relationship with that moronic Paul. When she did leave him though, he wasn't very happy. He was so mad in fact that Angela moved out of town and in with her mother in Push. Paul always said he would get her back but Angela was always one to put up a fight and refused to fall for his little games.
I was proud of her, especially when she got with Ben. They're the perfect couple and I'm so glad to see her happy. Edward, Ben, Ang and I all went on a date a few times. Edward and Ben hit if off, they're pretty good friends now which was good since we saw each other often.
"Wow, what do we get them?" I asked dumbly. Edward sat up and shrugged. He reached aside and pulled a catalogue to his lap, closing it and setting it aside.
"I don't know, but these sure aren't helping." He growled and grabbed another one. He closed it and stacked it on the one he closed before that.
"Maybe when we shop we'll see something." I offered hopefully.
"Yay shopping." Edward said sarcastically.
"You know we have to." I told him as I stood up. I grabbed a few catalogues and tossed them on the coffee table. Edward got up and placed the catalogues he stacked on the coffee table as well. He walked over to me and kissed my cheek.
"I know." He sighed and pulled at his hair with a hand. "I just know that it will be hard to pick stuff out."
"It's worth it though." I murmured and rubbed his arm. "And you know it."
"We can always get a shit load of hair gel if we don't find something." He smirked and I rolled my eyes. "What? It's better then nothing."
"Who's house are we even doing Christmas at?" I asked suddenly.
Edward shrugged. "We're going to have to plan that all out when Jazz and Alice call."
"They didn't call yet..." I gasped suddenly remembering.
"It's not even noon, sweetheart. They got home late, I'm sure they'll call later. Stop giving yourself a heart attack." He murmured and wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to him.
"Yeah, that's right." I said hopefully.
"That's the spirit." He chuckled and rubbed my hip. "Now, I was thinking we could put the Christmas tree right around here."
He waved his hand to the far corner of the living room as he continued to speak. "We'd have to move that table and the phone but I think that would be the best spot."
"I like that." I agreed. "It would look good there."
"I'm putting lights on the house, I don't give two shits if no one will see it." He added.
"We will." I corrected and he smiled, kissing my head.
"That's right. We will. That's all that matters." He murmured.
A/N: Please read.
The reason it took awhile for this chapter to be posted is because I researched or 'taught' myself more. I hope my writing won't bug anyone as much now. Again I just want you to know that I've never written like this before and I'm still learning. I want to learn I am trying to learn. It's not perfect.
Anyway, thank you for reading despite my errors.
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