She updated! I know, haven't been to diligent with the chapter uploading, have I? Nevermind. I hope I make that up with content. (Probably not.) Currently, I'm trying to make a YouTube video for ol' Forgotten...S'not working too well. So if any of you lovely people out there are good with Yout Tube-ish things, PM's me! Any whoo...Please enjoy!


Piano

Bella PoV

My eyes narrowed as I studied the face of the copper-haired Adonis, my face lazily leaning on a closed fist. I was trying to get a certain vampire's attention. Whose attention at the moment was stuck in a History of Music. It was some book about a subject he probably knew everything about, photographic memory was a wonderful thing. So pretty, were the only words that came to mind, I don't know why Edward would hate me if I told him he was pretty. No, that wasn't true. He wouldn't mind, since Edward loves me. Edward LOVES me.

I made my eyes narrow more until they were merely slits. Yes, Edward loves me... That was not a good thing. His eyes never left the book as he flipped over a page seamlessly, "Why are you staring at me, Love?" Was the question that came from Adonis'-I mean Edward's- mouth, his lovely round red mouth. Bella, calm yourself, I warned my mind that was taking a turn from the better.

Love was the new nickname I acquired from Edward, he found it fitting- 'I love you, don't I? And you hate every other nickname you have so I need to make a new one for you' my argument had been: Love wasn't Proper Noun but apparently Edward didn't appreciate the use of English Grammar, Darling Edward was having none of it though. Of course, being the beautifully stubborn women that I am, I argued that 'Love' sounded corny. Edward then asked me if I thought being called 'Little Miss. Busty' any better and that he would call me that if I preferred. That little statement got him a whack on the head.

Alice had begun calling us 'Bellward'. Ha, ha, so funny. Bella +Edward = Bellward. Genius. Alice had said mixing names together is a cutesy couple thing. She decided that we needed to do a lot of cutesy couple thing and so told us to locate time each week for 'Cutesy Couple Study Time' where Edward and I sat in a room 'studying'. So we just started making out on the couch instead. Edward had said that we were studying...each other's body. Just as Alice called us 'Bellward' I had started calling Alice and Jasper 'Jalice'.

My stare stilled, "You have never played for me." My tone accusatory.

He knew the tone so well. Well enough to know when I was annoyed, his eyes flew to mine instantly, "Excuse me?"

"Your piano, you've never played for me." I sat back into the couch, crossing my arms together my eyes still on Edward's.

He sat up straighter, "Have I not? I thought I did, that one time." My head began shook in denial before he even finished his sentence. Really? He thought he was going to get away from playing for me with that excuse? Was he trying to insult my intelligence?

"I'm afraid you haven't." I bit back an insult, "But I would love to hear you play." I smiled, "Will you do me the honour of playing something for me, Maestro?" I smirked inwardly as I watched him fret over it, my head tilting to the side.

He frown, "Well.." He couldn't say no to me, he loves me.

I shivered at my thoughts; yeah, apparently he thinks he loves me, that didn't mean he'll jump off a cliff if I asked nice enough. "Please, Edward?" I scooted closer to him on the loveseat so close that our noses near touched.

His mouth opened, "I'm working on something at the moment but it's not ready yet. It isn't as perfect." His darkening eyes raked my face, I brought my hand up and ran it through his hair. His hair always killed me, how could something so messy look so great?

"I could help you out, if you want?"

"Bella."He said it as a warning, not the lust-filled whisper I wanted, "Not yet, it isn't right."

"Please, Edward. Just once."

"No."

"It isn't fair." I huffed, moving as far away from him as the seat let me and crossed my arms once more, "Everyone else has heard Edward's amazing piano skills, why can't I?"

"But you can, just look at one of Esme's memories." I rolled my eyes; my gift wouldn't just fix any problem that arose. Alice can't remember anything from her past...Oh wait, Bella can see the past just get her to find out about Alice's past, Bella can do anything. Emmett can't remember his favourite chocolate bar as a kid...Do not fear people, Bella can do her mind mumbo jumbo and see your memories.

Intelligence – insulted.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to calm down. I mean, come on! They should know that I can only see into their mind if they remember what happened. My little angel voice spoke up, But Bella, you don't tell them these things, you don't tell them anything..

"It isn't the same." I didn't know if I was speaking to Edward or myself, "I want to hear the live concerto, not the recorded playback." I looked up at him through my eyelashes, "Please..."

"Bella.." He whined, closing his eyes.

"Please, Edward." I asked him, my bottom lip jutting out slightly when he didn't reply.

"Don't pout, I can't say no to your pout." This new information made my dead heart flutter and the wheels in my permanently sixteen year old mind... So many things I could do...

"Please?" I said moving closer to him once more, biting my lower lip as I went.

"Do not say 'please' like that.. I can't take it, Love." My internal smirk growing, so much more stuff I could do with this information. I knew today would be a productive day...

"I'll make it worth your while." I whispered into his ear.

Before I knew it I was beside Edward on the piano stool. "You must be trying to kill me, Love."

"Might be, might not be."

"I love a mystery." He smirked before kissing my cheek, "You're adorable."

My mind halted, what did he just call me? "Excuse me?" I asked him, wanting to clarify his words. I think I misheard him, I was pretty sure he said the 'A' word.

He smirked and then pecked my nose, "You." peck, "Are," peck, "Adorable." My body froze instantly.

No. He. Did. Not. Just. Say. That.

My eyes slammed shut, "Kiss my nose once more and I will break your nose." I warned calmly, just as he was about to peck at my nose again. What was he? A bird?

"What?" He asked with a smirk again, "Do you have an aversion to being called 'Adorable'?" The humour heavy in his voice. I think that Assward, I mean Edward, was trying to distract me.

"No, honey.." I said sickeningly sweet, now who does that remind me of? Tanya, anyone? "I was just about to say that you looked 'So pretty' today, especially when you were reading your little piano book." I winked at him, pinching his cheek, "Such a cutey."

I moved back to look him in the eye to only notice that his left eye was twitching, "I hate you." Was the eventual reply to my teasing.

I shifted my body so it was beside his and whispered, "No you don't, Eddie."You looove me."

"Bella, I can't love you when you sound like Tanya. It's too creepy." He whispered back, wrapping his arms around my waste, trapping me to me. "But I suppose I can still kiss you, even if you sound like a scary succubus." He said, towering over me, I didn't even realise that he had repositioned us so I was lying on top of the piano stool, with his arms still locked together behind my back.

"But I'm your scary succubus, so it doesn't matter." I breathed out, staring at his lips. Shit! Shit, shit, shit! I did not just say that! No...

He smiled at my words, "Yes, you are mine." The man was seducing me into say the things my heart wants but my mind knows it can't have. This man is a cruel, cruel creature.

"Hurry up and kiss me, Assward." I said sternly, grabbing him by the shirt collar and pulling him harder and closer to me. Our lips met in a harsh but passionate kiss. My hands found their way to his hair quickly. After a while his touch lick my upper lips, begging me to let it through into my mouth, of course, I opened up from him. If I died kissing Edward, I would be a happy vampire.

The door to Edward's piano room opened, "Shit!"

Our lips froze. That voice...Carlisle! Neither of us was paying attention to the thoughts around us, I was too busy getting lost in Edward's touch. For God sake, I was turning into such a girl. Edward was across the room from me in an instant. I didn't know if it was Edward doing the smart thing or was it Carlisle throwing him. Either way...

I rearranged my top, Edward must have been busying himself playing with it."Erm, hello, Brother."

"Bella, Edward." Carlisle said from the door with his hand covering his eyes. That is something a brother/father shouldn't have to see. I think I am permanently scarred.

Yeah, right. "I'm going to take a wild guess and say you two..are... together." He dropped his hand, thinking it was safe and breathed deeply.

"I would assume you to be correct." Edward said rubbing his forehead, "It's not something Bella and I have discussed yet." I realised that Edward was right; we hadn't spoken about what we were. I knew what he wanted us to be, I knew what idea he perceived us as but never said it. Were we together? My insides jilted at the thought. I knew my answer. Even if I had to leave him, he was still mine. Just as I was his.

Carlisle sighed, "So you are just...playing around with each other." He looked towards me and the piano and shuttered. I can't look at that instrument in the same way again.

"NO!" Edward and I said simultaneously, leaning forward in our respective seats.

"So..."He said before stopping, he was suddenly fed up, "Don't want to know.." He said before turning away and out the door. We'll talk about this fully later. Separately. I just want to see Esme. My little sister is so little anymore and my son is finally a man. Damn.

"Oh." I said once Carlisle left, with the door fully open.

Edward and I both looked at each other, staring for what seemed to be hours. Neither of us breathing a single word before the situation caught up to us. We both burst out laughing at the hilarity of it all. Carlisle had walked in on us making out, on top of a piano stool.

"I can't wait for that talk." Edward mumbled, trying to reclaim his breath and then walked over to me.

"Me either." I said as he sat back down on the piano stool, "You can play the piano for me now."

"I'd much rather play with you." He muttered into my hair.

"Edward.." I moaned.

"Bella.." He moaned back, "I play the piece I want to play for you as soon as it's ready. It's for you but not as nearly as perfect as you are yet."

There was a small tug to my heart. This man, I didn't deserve his love, I didn't deserve his kisses, I didn't deserve his music. I didn't deserve him. "Edward, I'm not half as perfect as you think I am. I've killed people."

"So have I."

"I've hurt the people who love me so many times."

"So have I."

I closed my eyes, he didn't understand, "Why do you love me?" I asked him.

"I love you because you are you. You are sensitive, though you don't admit it. You care for your family. You look out for those in need. You are kind. You are stubborn. You are strong. You are you. And I love you. I have loved you for a while." He began to speak again before I silenced him with a searing kiss.

"Edward, you just described yourself." I said, hoping he would understand what I was saying before I stood up pulling him with me. "Come on, let's annoy Em, Rose, Jazz and Alice."

"It would be my pleasure." He smirked before leading us to the door hand in hand.

"WAIT! THEY DID WHAT?" I heard Esme squeal in happiness.

My stupid brother can't keep his mouth shut. "In second thought," Edward said, "Let's stay down here for a bit."

I nodded in agreement before I stalled, it had just occurred to me, minutes after the event that Carlisle, heavenly Carlisle, had just sworn..Twice! I guess even the best of us fail.


James PoV

"James, you're back!" Said the sickening voice behind me. Victoria, my erm... 'mate'. Her skeletal arms came up around my shoulders. "Where were you, Jim?" I cursed her to hell when she said that name. Only one girl could ever say that name, and Vicky definitely wasn't her.

"Not here."

"Where, James?" Away from you.

"Just around France to see Laurent. I went into town and had a few snacks then I went to see if Laurent wanted to go hunting through the New World with us." I answered through clenched teeth. This bitch was getting tiresome. Victoria was nothing to me just a scapegoat and a good sex partner.

"But I want it to be just you and me.. It's been a while since I was home." Yes, you don't stop blabbering about it.

"Yeah I know, Beautiful." Beautiful, what a lie. No one was beautiful but Isabella Cullen, even when she was a human, "But I heard that there are a couple of Veggie coven around in the New World, I thought we might need to be prepared. Apparently they don't like us proper vampires." I said with a bite. I didn't understand how Beautiful Bella could ever want to drink from an animal, some of the Volturi told me that she was quite the demon as a human drinker, I wanted to see that. To see the power erupt inside of her. I wanted to see her raw passion just as much as I wanted to see her like the way we parted.

We were together until the end me and my lovely Belle. Changed together. Just how it should have been, until he took me away. Took me away from my love.

Victoria, she had no passion. The only thing she was good at was getting away from sticky situations and she had a nice pretty body. She was a woman after all. And women had only one purpose. "I love you, James." Spoke the revolting red-head.

"I love you." Isabella.

Mrs. Bella Whiterdale. It was what she was supposed to be called but never got the chance to. I wasn't worried. I knew when she saw me again and knew I was alive, she would come with me and get married the right way before I took her again.

Again.


Wow, Wow, Wow. Hold your friggin' horses. Excuse me? What just happened? Anyone confused?

Plot-ish type twist, I guess. James apparently, ahem, 'took' Bella. But no, wait! It's there in black and white like a gazillion chapters ago. So who is lying (or deluding themselves into denial..just putting that idea out there..) And whom is this 'he' James speaks about? Hmm... One must ponder on the subject.

In other news, the Portuguese translation for Forgotten in up! The link is on my Profile page... So if you, y'know, read Portugues, check it out! A big thanks to even-xf for being awesome and translating my random 'writings'.

Thank you to everyone who reads, review, favourites, alerts this story and myself. You. Are. Awesome. :D

~YMCM