Nothing yesterday. And short today. Sorry. But I do want to say... thank you for those of you who still love this little story. It seems most decided they didn't anymore. I'm a little sad about that... but happy that the rest of you are still here. Somewhere. With us.
Chapter Thirty Seven
Bella
I wake up in my room.
Not in the room that's mine now...
Edward's room...
I wake up in my own.
My old.
With my everything.
Wrapped around me.
Edward.
Because he came.
When I called him.
He came running.
When I needed him.
Because I did something I shouldn't have done.
Something we'd discussed.
Something he said we'd do together.
When I was ready.
I did it without him.
I tried to...
But it was too hard.
Because I wasn't ready yet.
And because I tried to do it without Edward.
It would have been hard enough with him.
I didn't need to make it harder.
Harder on myself.
And harder on him.
Who came running...
To try to make it easier.
Pick up the pieces of the mess I made.
Of myself.
Because I didn't listen.
The girl that he loves.
That he can't bear to see broken.
He came to fix me.
Put me back together.
With his arms.
And his hands.
And his sweet words.
And his love.
Always his love.
His love that I feel around me.
And that I see...
In his beautiful green eyes...
That are open and looking at me.
"I'm sorry, Edward."
"Don't be sorry."
"I should have listened to you."
"Maybe you will next time."
"I wish I had this time."
"I know. It's okay."
"Did you sleep?"
"No."
"What have you been doing?"
"Watching you."
"Watching me sleep?"
"Yes."
"How boring."
"Never."
"You love me too much."
"You like that I do."
"I do."
"I know."
"I love you too much, too."
"I know that, too. That you do."
"I like that you do. And I'm sorry that I give you stress."
"You don't."
"You can say that I do."
"I will if you do, but you don't. I just worry. It's different."
"I don't want you to worry. I'll be okay."
"You will. I won't let you be anything else, Bella. I promise."
"You take good care of me, Edward."
"It's my job."
"No it's not."
"Yes it is. And I like it."
"And are really good at it."
"I'm glad you think so."
"I do."
"Good. Now, I think we should go. Home."
"Okay."
"You need to eat."
"And feed the baby. I didn't take good care of us today."
"It's okay. I'll help you."
"I love you, Edward. I promise I'll do better tomorrow."
"I know you will, sweetheart. Because I'll be with you."
"You will?"
"Of course I will. Tomorrow's Saturday. Saturday is Bella day."
"Isn't that everyday?"
"Of course it is. But tomorrow I don't have to work. And I can celebrate it right."
"I'm going to let you."
"You don't have a choice."
"Yes I do."
"No you don't."
"I do too."
He tries his best to make an angry face.
And I try my best not to laugh at how cute it is.
As he climbs from my bed.
And I follow.
And smack him on the butt.
That's also really cute.
Before I jump on his back.
And kiss him on the neck.
"It's you."