I'm going to end this story soon - I don't plan to do a sequel, but if you give me good enough ideas, I might.
P..S. Okay, I can barely contain myself. I just read the first chapter of Breaking Dawn. Ho-ly crap. How does somebody WAIT till August to read such a good book - and it was just A chapter!? Ack. It was so good - Bella's got money and has a new car!! haha, that's going to be fun to read. Charlie made me laugh I have to say...anyway, the preface kind of scared me. Is Jake going to try to kill her? Ugh. My other theory is that that's just her becoming a vampire...the Jake theory is better I think though. If he DOES try to do that though...you know I won't like him anymore...okay. Done rambling. Oh, yeah, (: & the cover is my favorite!
P.P..S. I just finished reading The Host. It's very, very, very good. Highly recommended. It's kind of funny, because at the last page, they said something with No Man's Land, and I immediately thought of Eclipse and wanted to re-read it- perfect timing right? Since the Special Edition came out?
I need to know the answer to my sequel idea before I do the epilogue. This is probably the last chapter - I'm not going to put his at the end of the chapter, because it would ruin it but, 30 REVIEWS please! Review and review and review - give me ideas for a sequel, because I have none. And please, don't say about Bella becoming a vampire, because if I do a sequel, that will probably definitely happen.
"Edward!" I called, patting Anthony's back.
"Bella? Wha - Anthony?!"
I was crying - no sobbing - tears of overwhelming joy.
"He just - he just started coughing." I choked out the words - how could a person just come back to life after being declared dead an hour earlier? I was hyperventilating.
I wasn't sure Edward wanted me to hear him, and I could have gotten it wrong, but it sounded like he said, 'they exist.'
"Are you ready to go home?" I cooed to Anthony, Tyler, and Beth.
"I AM!" Beth yelled, winking at Edward, who looked back.
I got in the front seat and watched my babies in the back. The twins were sleeping and Beth was holding a Barbie.
"So what's up?" I asked him.
He shrugged.
We came to the familiar part in the road - a choice of turning right or left. Edward turned left.
I looked out my window.
"Where are we going?" I asked. We were supposed to turn right. He said we were going straight home. What was up? "I figured I made you wait long enough for that present I owe you."
I gasped. "Seriously?!" I squealed.
"It's TRUE!" Beth yelled.
I did a little jump of excitement.
"Close your eyes, Bella."
I obeyed - anything to get my present.
I felt the road turn bumby - like we were on a bunch of gravel - and come to a stop. Then I heard the kids get unstrapped of their car seats and my door open. I took Edward's hand.
"Can I open them?" I asked.
"No." His tone was humorous.
I sighed. "Fine."
He led me up three steps - I counted - and placed me facing north. I felt Beth at my feet, and Edward - I assume - was holding the twins.
"Open," he whispered in my ear.
"Oh my God!" I yelled, running up to the door. "Is this ours? Mine?"
"Of course."
I squealed. He got me a house. It was completely cute and charming. It was yellow with white window shutters - under every window was flowers, reds, blues, oranges, white, pink, every possible color. As far as I could see there was no houses around us. It was forest for miles. I heard the faint bubble of a stream and turned to the backyard, where there was a river flowing, creating the magical sound. The green of the forest complimented the yellow house perfectly.
"How?" I whispered.
"Well, the reason it took so long was -"
"WE BUILT IT! GRANDPA HELPED TOO! AND ME!"
I bent down and gave Beth a hug and a kiss. "Thank you, honey." Then I moved on to Edward. "You're wonderful you know."
"Common."
The house was very open and bright. There was a piano in the living room corner. The house was huge.
I looked around the room to thank Edward again, but he was gone - as where the kids. I was about to yell their name was Edward came from behind me.
"I put them down for a nap."
"I love this, Edward. It's...it's perfect. Worth the wait."
He kissed me softly. "I'm glad you said that."
I found myself at the piano, listening to him play my lullaby.
"You're all I ever hoped for," I mumbled, kissing his collarbone.
He changed our positions, so that he was at my collarbone.
He moved to my lips and breath, "And all I've ever dream."