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Sorry this took longer to get to you than I intended. I have had some RL stuff, and had to work on finding a beta. But things are looking up and I now have a beta
Thank you to one of my favorite girls in the world, One Of Eddis Girls for pre- reading this, and giving me some great feedback. I truly don't know what I would do without you! And a BIG thank you to Cherry Bella, who betaed this long ass chapter and agreed to beta the sequel for me. She is great, and I appreciate her so much!
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Chapter 35
Bpov
Edward seemed to hesitate at the door for a few minutes after his father left. I played the conversation over again in my head, and as much as I didn't want to, I had to agree with Carlisle on a few of his points.
As much as I loved Edward and wanted a life with him, I couldn't help but feel that what we were doing was wrong. Our decisions weren't just affecting us; they were affecting those around us as well. And we were hurting the people that cared about us the most. That was never my intention.
And what about Jasper? How could I even conceive this notion to run away and get married without even telling him? He'd been my rock for so long, I just couldn't do that to him.
Carlisle made some very valid points. Where were we going to live? How would we manage to pay for housing, food, and electricity? We would obviously have to both get jobs, but how much could we really work with both of us busy with school?
Soon, Edward returned to the bed and climbed in beside me. He pulled me close wrapping me in the safe haven his arms offered.
"Bella, baby, don't let what my father said get to you. I love you, and that's all that matters. We'll figure the rest out as we go." While his words were comforting I still wasn't a hundred percent sure we were making the right decision.
Not wanting to let Edward think I doubted him I just nodded my head and whispered a faint "okay."
He kissed the back of my head telling me that he loved me before lying down on his pillow and drifting back off to sleep.
I, on the other hand, couldn't seem to find sleep. I was so overly exhausted after my long day that you would think I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes open. But on the contrary, I just couldn't turn my brain off long enough to fall asleep.
I spent the rest of the night running different scenarios through my head trying to come up with another option. Not that I was backing out of our plan, it would just be nice to have a plan B.
Finally the sun came up and I knew I couldn't lie in bed any longer. I was restless and needed to just get out for a while. So I wrote Edward a note letting him know I was going out for a walk on the beach and I would be back soon.
I threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top that I had packed, and headed out of the hotel.
Once I made it to the sandy beach I did feel better. There was something about the early morning and the salty air along with the waves crashing that helped to lift my spirits. I still hadn't come up with another solution but still, at least, I felt a little better, not quite so trapped like I'd felt in the hotel room.
I walked along the beach for a while, heck, it could have only been ten minutes I wasn't really keeping track of time, but it felt like a while anyway, trying to just clear my head of all the clutter.
There had to be another way, I just had to figure it out. As the morning wore on I hadn't really come up with anything so I decided to head back to the hotel. I didn't want to worry Edward nor did I want to keep his father waiting.
Once I made it to the elevator I realized just how sticky and sandy I was, and knew I would need to take a quick shower before meeting Carlisle for breakfast.
I slid my key in the door and opened it as quietly as possible just in case Edward was asleep. As I entered the room I was shocked to see it still dark, no lights or TV on but Edward was not in bed either.
I looked over to see light peeking through the blinds that led to the balcony, there I saw him, standing with his arms leaning against the rail.
I debated whether to bother him or not, I mean he could need some alone time to think like I did, but I also wanted to let him know that I returned so he wouldn't worry. After watching him for a few minutes I decided to just let him know that I was back and then hop in the shower.
I carefully walked to the sliding door and slid it open just enough for me to stick my head out. "Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I'm back." I tried to say in a chipper voice.
He turned to face me and didn't seem surprised by my voice. Maybe I hadn't been as quiet as I thought when I came back in the room.
His face seemed expressionless and that worried me. "Are you okay? Did you see the note I left?" I asked, hoping I hadn't caused him any stress.
"Yeah I got it." He half smiled. "Did you have a nice time at the beach?"
"I did." I tried to give him a reassuring smile. "The beach is probably my favorite place on earth, the sights, the sounds... It's just so soothing," I explained, hoping he wasn't upset that I'd gone out without him. He was acting strange and I couldn't read his emotions.
"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
"Edward, what's going on? Is everything alright?" I tried to keep the worry out of my voice, but it was hard. What if he regretted coming here? What if he was second guessing his proposal?
"I'm fine, everything's fine," he said the words, but his tone let me know that everything was not fine.
"Edward, please talk to me, what's going through your mind?" I pleaded, not really sure if I wanted to hear his honest answer or not.
"Bella, I'm fine really, it's just that I know you're freaking out and I don't know how to reassure you. I don't have the answers to give you, baby." I could tell that it pained him to tell me this and I hated that I was the reason for his sour mood.
I knew I needed to talk to Edward about my fears and it seemed that it was now or never.
"I am freaking out a bit," I confirmed for him. "But I promise it's not about how I feel about you. Edward I love you with every fiber of my being. If we could live on love alone I wouldn't even question it. But we can't. We have to have jobs, and a house, and food and electricity and clothes and we both still have to finish school. How are we going to do all of that?" I wish that we didn't have to take all of these things into consideration, but this is real life and these things are important.
He stalled for a moment before he answered. "I don't know."
"And not to mention we're pushing all of our family and friends away. I hate that you have to choose between me and your family, it just doesn't seem right," I told him while making my way to the rail to stand beside him.
He waited for me to make eye contact before he spoke. "Bella, I promise it's you, I will always choose you," His words tugged on my heart, and I hated that things couldn't be easier for us.
I placed my hand in his, hoping the contact would help us both. "But you shouldn't have to." I reiterated. "You should be able to have both me and your family. And who's to say that in five years you don't change your mind and resent me for tearing your family apart?" My voice trailed with the last words.
"That's just absurd," he scoffed. "I could never resent you. This was all my idea; I'm the one that came here begging you for the second chance and asked you to marry me. I made that decision to choose you over my friends and family so I won't have any one to blame for that decision but myself." I knew he truly believed the words he was saying, but there was no way for him to know how he would feel in five years.
"It's just... I do want to marry you," I hesitated. "When I envision my future you are it. We have the little house and the kids and the dog, I want all of that with you, I promise that's not what I'm questioning. I just wonder if we are going about it the wrong way to get our future." I tried to explain the best way I knew how.
"What other choice do we have Bella?" He threw his hands up in frustration, then took a deep breath before he spoke again. "I can't live without you. I'm not going back to live in Forks without you, I just can't. I don't see any other way for us to be together unless we get married. I can't promise that it's going to be easy because I'm sure it's not. But I can promise that even if we are living in a card board box in an ally somewhere that I will love you." He paused for a minute as his words really sank in. "Is that enough for you Bella? To know that I will always be there for you, to love and cherish you, even if we never have anything else?" I couldn't help the watering in my eyes as he said this. To know that he loved me unconditionally, even enough to walk away from his family was a true testament to how strong his feelings truly were for me.
"Edward you know that I don't care about the material things. I can live in a cardboard box with you for the rest of my life and be happy," I told him honestly. "What I can't live with is knowing that I tore your family apart. Believe me, I know from experience how hard it is to have your parents turn their back on you, and I would never put you in that situation. So if we can get your parents to at least understand why we are doing what we are doing then I'm still in."
He cut me off before I could continue. "They understand Bella, they don't like it, but they understand. Trust me, they'll come around." He smiled at me and I knew that he really believed this was the case. I just wish I could be that sure.
"Speaking of, has your father called for breakfast yet?" I asked as my stomach rumbled.
"Nah, he's probably still sleeping, he had a late night." Edward chuckled followed by an eye roll.
"Okay, well, I'm going to hop in the shower and wash some of this sand off. Let me know if he calls."
I grabbed a towel and went straight for the shower turning it on and waiting for the room to fill with steam before I got in. I took my time enjoying the steady stream of warm water. After all, who knew when my next hot shower would be after this?
Once I emerged from the shower feeling clean and re-freshed I was startled to see Edward setting out food on our small hotel table.
"What's this?" I asked a bit confused. I was pretty sure we were meeting his father for breakfast.
"My dad called as soon as you got in the shower. He said he needed a few more hours of sleep and a shower before he could meet with us so he asked to change our plans to dinner instead," Edward replied with a shrug of indifference.
"Oh." Was my intelligent reply.
"He said to just call the front desk and tell them we would be staying another night and to add it to his bill." Edward shrugged his shoulder as a small smile played on his lips. "I'm certainly not gonna argue with a free room for another night, so I told him that was fine then ordered us some room service."
"Works for me." At least I knew I would have one more night in a comfortable bed and another warm shower before I was thrown out into the unknown. "What did you order? I'm starving," I said just as my stomach rumbled once again.
"I wasn't sure what you would want so I got a little bit of everything. Some eggs, bacon, French toast, fruit, croissant, a few muffins…" he continued, looking at the mountain of food on the table as he named off things and I couldn't suppress my giggle.
"What?" he asked, looking quite amused himself.
"Nothing, I was just thinking that you probably added this to your dad's bill as well."
"I did no such thing," he said, giving me a funny look then his signature smirk. "I put it on my credit card."
This time I did laugh. "You are so bad!"
"Hmm, well maybe I like being your bad boy," he said seductively as he slowly made his way towards me.
I knew that look in his eye so I held on a little tighter to my towel. Not that I had any objections to anything he may want to do, but I thought it might be fun to play a little hard to get. "So does my bad boy deserve a spanking?" I'm not quite sure how I managed to keep a straight face while asking him that, but I did.
It obviously shocked him as well because he stopped dead in his tracks. "I think if anyone is going to be doing any spanking, it will be me. Do you want to be my bad girl, Bella?" He apparently knew how to play this game, and win. I was obviously beaten because I had nothing else to offer, but I was enjoying this game too much to end it now.
"So just what exactly would your bad girl need to do to deserve a spanking?" I asked as seductively as I possibly could while closing the gap between us to stand in front of him.
"Fuck," he whispered as he ran his fingers along my collar bone and moved my wet hair behind my shoulder. "You always surprise me." And then his lips were on mine. The kiss was searing and passionate. I couldn't seem to get enough of him so I put the game behind us and forgot about my towel as I ran my fingers over his back, up his neck and finally tangled them into his hair.
He moaned into my mouth just as I felt my towel drop. He brought his skilled hands up to cup my breast and lightly pinched my nipple causing it to pebble between his thumb and forefinger.
I allowed my left hand to leave the sanctuary of his hair as I slowly trailed it over his muscular chest and dipped it into his boxers. As soon as my hand wrapped around his dick he released my lips and put his forehead on mine. His hands never faltered from their movement on my breast but I could tell he was distracted by what I was doing so I released his dick and moved my hand down a little further down to lightly squeeze his balls. "Shit, Bella, that feels so fucking good baby."
Happy with my success and feeling like I now had the upper hand in the game I released his balls, removed my hand from his pants, kissed his chin, then bent down to pick up my towel before waking to the table. "Aren't you going to join me?" I asked as I started piling food on my plate.
Edward stood in the same spot I'd left him, rubbing his hand over the prominent erection in his pants. "Bella, that was… I don't really know what that was, but I know it was mean." He pouted and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Was it bad?" I asked, teasing him a little, causing his lip to pucker out even more. "Is that what your bad girl would do?"
Catching on to my little game he got an evil gleam in his eye. "Game on, Swan." And I suddenly knew this would be the longest day ever.
The rest of the day wasn't as eventful as our morning activities had been, but it was still fun. I was realizing anything I did with Edward was exciting. After our breakfast, we rented a movie from the movie channel and cuddled on the bed as we watched it. The two hours were spent with gentle touches and stolen kisses as we lounged around.
After the movie, we were both feeling a little cooped up so we decided to go down to the beach. I mean we might as well enjoy it while we could. Edward had the bright idea to rent a surf board and attempt to surf. I didn't have the heart to tell him, that it was just a tourist trap and we didn't really have surf worthy waves here. Still it was fun to watch him try and we spent most of the afternoon floating along on the surfboard just talking. He would occasionally untie my bathing suit causing me to scramble to keep it up so none of my goodies popped out, but other than that he was a true gentleman.
After we were thoroughly exhausted from the beach we headed back to the hotel where we both crashed on the bed taking a well-deserved nap. This time, I slept peacefully and soundly wrapped in Edwards arms. The worries were still there, but I guess knowing that we would face them together and always be there for each other made them a little easier to digest.
I was the first one to wake up and see that it was already five o'clock. We only had thirty minutes to shower dress and be downstairs to meet his father. I woke Edward up in a panic and we decided it would be best to just shower together to save time. Since we were so pushed for time we didn't even attempt any funny business in the shower. Okay maybe a little, but not enough to count.
I didn't have many clothes with me so I had to wear one of the shorts and tank tops I had packed and just hope that his father wasn't taking us to a super fancy restaurant.
I was blow drying my hair when I heard the phone ring. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was twenty-eight minutes past five. Yep we were going to be late.
Not having much time left, I brushed my hair out as best I could and pulled it in a ponytail, then quickly applied some lip gloss and mascara. I slid my flip flops on just as Edward was tying his sneakers. I tried to convince him to get a pair of flip flops but he said they looked too gay and he just couldn't do it.
"Who called?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.
"That was dad, he said he was running late too so just to meet him at the restaurant, he already made reservations." He answered, while still working on his shoes.
"Oh, did he say what restaurant?" I asked, wondering why he was being so secretive.
"Yes, smart ass, he said it was the Outback down the strip, whatever the hell that means." He emphasized his statement with a shrug letting me know he really had no idea what the strip was.
"I know where that is, it's not that far if you just want to walk," I suggested.
He looked at me like I'd had gone crazy. "In this heat? Hell no, we can take the bike."
I couldn't hold in my giggle. That was so like him to not want to break a sweat. I didn't complain. I just followed him out of the room and to the parking lot where I climbed on the back of his bike.
Like I had told him, it didn't take us long at all to make it to the restaurant on the strip. It honestly took us longer to find a parking spot than it took for us to get there.
We finally made it into the restaurant and were greeted by a server. "Reservation for Cullen," Edward told him as he linked his hand with mine. It was go time, this meal would decide our future. I had meant what I said earlier and if we couldn't get his father to at least understand why we were doing this then I wouldn't see it through. I couldn't, with good conscious tear Edward's family apart. I loved him too much.
The waiter checked the diagram he had written on a tablet then motioned for us to follow. "Right this way."
We followed behind the waiter hand in hand. I wasn't sure what to expect once we met with his father but I decided as long as we appeared to be a united front things might go smoother.
The waiter soon stopped in front of us then moved to the side so we could see the table reserved for us. Imagine my surprise when I looked up to see not only Mr. Cullen, but Mrs. Cullen as well as the Webbers sitting at the table waiting patiently for us.
I'm sure Edward was just as shocked as I was because neither of us spoke. We just looked at the adults in complete surprise.
Esme was the first to break the silence when she jumped up and rushed over to Edward pulling him in a tight hug. "Oh my God, my baby! I was so worried about you, I missed you so much!"
Edward finally responded by dropping my hand and returning his mother's hug. "I missed you too mom. I'm sorry, I never meant to make you worry I just…" I could tell he was getting choked up but he continued anyway. "I had to come to her. She's my soul mate, we had to be together."
Esme loosened her hold on him as she discretely wiped away a stray tear that had fallen. She quickly got herself under control then grabbed both of his shoulders and got right in his face to speak. "Edward Anthony Cullen, what in the hell were you thinking? Making me worry about you like that. Have you lost your mind? I know that I," she paused and looked over to her husband who's mouth was hanging slightly open. "That we raised you better than this."
Esme released her hold on Edward and he immediately began rubbing the spot his mother had just been holding. He opened his mouth a few times trying to say something, but no words seemed to form.
Esme continued to take control of the situation. "Now both of you, sit down so we can figure out a solution that will work for everyone."
Edward nodded and moved around his mother to pull out a chair for me. Just as I was going to sit down Esme stopped me and pulled me into a hug. It felt good to have the comfort of a mother's arms wrapped around me but I couldn't help tensing up just in case she decided I needed a good smack or something. She, of course, didn't lay a hand on me; she just hugged me and told me how good it was to see me even if it was under these circumstances. I had to wonder if she had remembered to take her hormones this morning because she was like Jackal and Hyde with her split personalities today.
Finally, Esme released me and went to her seat beside Carlisle while I sat in the chair Edward pulled out for me.
The silence that followed was awkward and I couldn't help but wish this would be over quickly.
Carlisle was the first to speak. He cleared his throat then began. "As you can see, I called in some re-enforcements for the situation. I thought it might be beneficial if you kids could hear several different points of view. Trust me we have all been where you are, young and in love feeling like nothing else matters but being with that person."
Edward quickly cut him off. "So wait, is this like…like an intervention or something?"
Esme quickly placed her hand over Edwards. "Honey, please, just listen to what we have to say. In the end, the decision is yours, we just want you to understand what you're really getting yourself into. Marriage is a big step, and I honestly don't think either of you are ready for it yet."
"What?" Edward exclaimed snatching his hand away from his mother. "What do you mean we aren't ready? I love her more than anything else in this world, that's all that matters."
"You're wrong," Carlisle jumped in. "We have no doubt that you two love each other very much, we're not here to dispute that fact. What we are trying to say is that love isn't enough. It's not enough to pay for a house, or a car, or food, or medical bills. Do you really think that if you call the electric company and say you don't have enough money to pay them but you have a lot of love that they still won't turn off your power?"
Edward huffed exasperated. "You know that's not what I mean. I know we have to have money too, and I'll get a job to pay the bills."
"And just who do you think is going to hire you son?" Carlisle interjected. "With no college degree and no high school diploma how much money do you really think you will be able to make?" He waited but Edward didn't answer so he continued. "Not enough to pay all of your bills and live comfortably, that's for sure. Bella will have to get a dead end job making minimum wage just like you so that you can just barely make ends meet, and even with both of you working there's no guarantee there will be enough money."
"And what about children?" Maria added as an afterthought. "What happens when you become pregnant and then you have another mouth to feed and more medical bills?"
"Edward and I already talked about that." I assured her. "We are definitely waiting on the baby thing."
"You say that now, but what if you change your mind? Or what if it happens unplanned? These are things you have to prepare for," Maria said softly, looking right at me.
"Listen." Carlisle softened his voice and began speaking to us instead of preaching at us. "We're not saying we don't want you to get married. Bella, we love you and would welcome you with open arms into our family. We are saying there is no need to rush into it. Finish school, go to college and then get married. That way you are both older and more mature and more financially capable of making it as a married couple."
We were momentarily stalled in our conversation as the waiter came by to take our order. Once we all placed our order and the waiter left, Edward picked up right where Carlisle left off.
"I understand what you're saying, dad, I really do but here's the thing. If we don't get married, we don't get to be together. We live thousands of miles apart, and that's just not doable. I would rather struggle the rest of my life with Bella by my side than have to live one more day without her."
I knew Edward meant every word he was saying and that made me fall even more in love with him. The fact that he would give up everything for me was astounding, still I didn't think it was fair to him.
"If you have another solution we are willing to listen," I said in a small voice. All eyes turned to face me but I was only concerned with one set.
I looked straight into Edward's eyes and prayed he would understand. "I'm not saying I don't want to marry you because I do. You know I do. I'm just saying if there was another solution that would make it easier on everyone then we should at least listen."
"Fine," Edward huffed and looked back to the adults sitting at the table. "What options do you have? Because we're not going to live apart."
"No one is asking you to," Esme said as she visibly relaxed into her seat.
"One option your mother and I agreed on is for Bella to come back to Forks and live with us," Carlisle said placing his hand over Esme's on the table. "You know you will be more than welcome, and we will help you with whatever you need. I'm sure Alice could have the guest room set up for you by the time we get back. You can get enrolled back in school, or if that will be too difficult you can finish out with home school."
"What my husband is trying to say," Esme interrupted. "Is that we can make it work. Whatever adjustments we need to make we can."
"So let me get this straight," Edward announced between clenched teeth. "So it's fine with you if we want to shack up, Bella can just live with us no big deal. But if we were to get married and make everything legal then it's a different story and you wouldn't be willing to help us."
"That's not exactly what I mean." Esme was starting to sound desperate again.
We were interrupted as the waiter brought our drinks and appetizers to the table but as soon as he was a safe distance away, I decided to put in my opinion.
"It doesn't matter anyway," I said to Edward as I linked my hand in his. "I can't go back there." I looked to Esme and Carlisle giving them my full attention. "I appreciate the offer, I really, really do, and I know that you are only trying to help but I can't go back there. I can't be around my father with the way things are right now, and if he knew that I moved in with you, which he would because it is such a small town, then it would only further prove his point of what a harlot I am."
Nobody spoke for a few minutes and I could see it on all of their faces. They felt like they had lost the battle. The silence continued as everyone nibbled on the appetizer and slowly drank their drinks. By the time the food finally arrived, I had begun to wonder if anyone would ever speak again.
"This is absolutely crazy!" Esme threw her napkin down on the table. "Carlisle, we tried it your way and it's just not working. I am not going to lose my son over something as trivial as this." Carlisle let out a sigh and rubbed his hands over his face but Esme continued. "Bella dear, we love you like family already, and I couldn't be happier that my son found someone as amazing as you that he wants to spend the rest of his life with. I can't say it's going to be easy for you two because it won't be, but I will be here for you with anything you need. Please, just please promise me you won't run away and get married and not keep in touch. I want to be a part of this in your life. Please let me be included," she begged as a tear slipped down her cheek. She was absolutely breaking my heart.
"I have an idea," Maria interjected as she looked to her husband and he gave a slight nod. "First let me ask you both a few questions."
"Do you both want to get married?" Edward and I both nodded our heads. It had never been a question of whether or not we wanted to get married: of course we did, the problem was when to get married and right now it felt as though we were being pushed into it because there just were no other options.
"So you both want to get married, but you don't mind waiting a little longer, at least till you are both out of school?" Maria edged.
Edward considered this before he spoke. "I love Bella, and I would rather marry her sooner than later but ideally, we would both be at least graduated and I would have a decent job before we got married, but like I told my dad last night, these are the cards we have been dealt and we are going to play them."
"So what if you postpone the marriage, for just a while. At least until you have both graduated high school, and Edward could stay with us until then." Maria looked to her husband who seemed to contemplate this for a few minutes before he finally agreed.
"I don't know about the shacking up part," Maria proceeded "Because you will have separate rooms and you will both have house rules to abide by, but at least, you will be together and it will give you a little more time to plan the wedding I'm sure you both really want with your friends and family there. I am in no way condoning lying to your father, Bella, but given the situation I think it would be best to not tell him about the situation right now."
Edward looked at me then asked if we could have a few minutes alone to discuss it. Everyone agreed so we stepped outside to have some privacy. He asked me if this plan worked for me and it did. This would allow Edward and I to be together, we could both finish school, then plan the wedding of our dreams where everyone that we cared about could be invited.
Edward agreed that this was an ideal solution as long as we still stayed engaged. He said he meant what he said to me yesterday and he really did want to marry me, though it would be easier on both of us if we waited until we were a little more established. I agreed that we would stay engaged and we would go sometime soon to pick out my real engagement ring so everyone would know my heart was spoken for.
We walked back to the table hand in hand this time with a little more bounce in our step.
We spent the rest of the dinner hashing out plans. I could tell that Esme wasn't thrilled that her son would be moving so far away but I guess in the end it was better than him running off and getting married and her not knowing where he was or if he was safe.
Maria said Edward would have to enroll in school here, get a part time job, and help out with the chores at home. He was to stay in his own bedroom and anytime we were in each other's room the door had to be left open. He quickly agreed and it seemed things were indeed beginning to look up for us.
Esme suggested that we split up the holidays, they would come down here for Thanksgiving and we would go to Forks for Christmas and so on. We agreed, although I knew it would be hard to go back there, and be in the same area as my father but I knew I needed to do it for Edwards's sake.
The transition of Edwards move was a bit awkward. Angela didn't seem to mind it in the least, she was just happy that I was happy. She did proceed to tell me how crazy I was for our plan to run away and get married though. Aaron, well Aaron was a different story. He was none too thrilled that Edward was going to be living in his home and he had no problem expressing this often and loudly. Edward tried not to let it show that it bothered him, but it was obvious that it was an awkward situation for him.
Edward went back to Forks the following weekend to tell all of his friends about what was going on and to bring back some of his stuff. This time he opted to fly instead of drive his bike that far though. He asked me to come with him, telling me everyone would be thrilled to see me. But I thought he should use that time for himself. To spend quality time with his family and friends, plus I wasn't ready to be around my father. However, I had written Jasper a very long detailed letter and asked Edward to please give it to him for me. I wanted Jasper to know what all had been going on with me and he rarely answered his phone for me anymore.
Esme sent several boxes of Edward's things for him that he wasn't able to bring back on the plane, and she called him daily, without fail.
He decided not to enroll in school since the school year had already started. He said he would rather do classes online and be able to work more. He found himself a job in construction and I must say he worked a lot of hard hours but he was getting huge muscles and a nice tan because of it.
I stayed on at my job at Pizza Palace part time, and we put all of our money together in a joint savings account, so that we could have enough to get married and get a place of our own as soon as I graduated.
It took a few weeks but we were finally getting a routine down. I was thrilled to have Edward here and although it was a huge transition he seemed happy as well. We spent as much time together as possible working around both of our schedules. I did his laundry for him and made sure to pack him a lunch every day.
We made a point to go out on dates on the weekends, whether it be a movie or just to the strip to hang out. It was one of those things Edward didn't want me to miss out on, so I would get dressed up and he would go outside and ring the doorbell, like we didn't live together, and he would hand me flowers or some candy and we would go out. Overall, I felt that we'd made the best decision for us.
We began planning the details of our wedding but the one thing we couldn't decide was where to actually get married. We had picked our date, I would turn eighteen on August thirteenth so we decided to have the ceremony at the end of August. That way we would both be legal.
Things were going so well, I should have known something would happen to disrupt our peacefulness. Because that is just the story of my life.
It was about two months after Edward moved in when it happened. I walked into the house from work, happy the day was finally over. Not that my work was incredibly hard, and I did enjoy it, I just missed Edward so much when we were apart. As I made my way to the kitchen, I found it a little odd that everyone was just standing around, not talking. They all seemed to have a strange expression on their face and it was just eerily silent.
I looked from face to face thinking someone would fill me in on what was going on, but no one offered any information. Finally, as I turned to Edward, I noticed that he had his cell phone pressed to his ear. His eyes met mine, and I just knew something was wrong.
Finally he cleared his throat and told whoever was on the other line that he would call them back. He closed his phone and stood planted in place for a moment.
Not able to take the strangeness of the situation any longer, I put my purse down on the counter. "What's going on guys?"
Edward seemed to snap out of whatever trance he was in and began walking slowly towards me. "Bella, baby." He cleared his throat once more as he reached for my hands placing both of mine in one of his large calloused hands. "There's been an accident."
"What? What kind of accident?" I asked suddenly feeling my stomach churn.
"It's you father," Edward stalled, seeming to try and find the right words. "He was in a car accident. It's…. it doesn't look good baby."
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