A/n: In honor of this little story passing 800 reviews I finished up a ch that I had started earlier and I'm giving it all to you in a HUGE THANK YOU for making Peas such a great story!
I couldn't keep doing this without all of your love and support. I'm sorry that I'm unable to get to all the review replies...but would you rather I reply or write more chapters? Up to you;)
special thanks to lvntwilight09, reyes139, catastrophia, bnjwl, kitkat681, edwards eternal and texas bella...you ladies are amazing...OH MY AND PIMP MOMMA SANDY!
ENJOY...probably one of my fav ch's;)
I stood there staring at my mother, my sister and what used to be my girlfriend.
Her hair was silky, straight and shining. Her lips were plump and glossy pink. Her cheeks were tinted and her eyes were lined, dark and smoky.
She was gorgeous but made up, overdone, not that natural, fresh girl I fell so hard for.
"Change her back!" I yelled my demand.
Bella's eyes grew wide and tears started to form. My mom and sister were scowling at me, I think Alice was even tapping her foot.
"What?" I asked with a shrug.
Then my girl jumped up and ran to the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind her.
"Edward!" My mother yelled at me. "That was awful behavior, son. She's worked all morning to look that good for you."
"No, mother, ALICE had a chance to play 'makeover' with my naturally beautiful girlfriend. You know, Alice, just because someone doesn't like or appreciate the same things you do, does not give you the right to change them to how you see fit." I forcefully said as I stomped towards the bathroom door.
I stopped at the door, turned around, "And further more, I thought she was perfect, just as she was." I huffed and turned around, pinching the bridge of my nose with my eyes closed.
I heard the door slowly open so I opened my eyes to see Bella, mascara running down her cheeks and eyes rimmed red. "You think I'm perfect?" Her voice was tiny but filled with disbelief.
I nodded as I spoke, "Yes, love...I think you are perfect, just as you are." I said as I swept her hair over her shoulders and ran my hands up her neck, stopping at her cheeks.
She looked at me through those made up eyes, "I think you are perfect, too." She whispered as I leaned down to kiss her.
Her hands came up around my neck as I walked us back into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind us.
I could hear the explosion of conversation and admonishments behind the wood, but I was to lost in Bella to care.
"You looked beautiful, baby, please don't hear me wrong. But this," I waved to her face and hair, "it's not the girl that I fell in love with all those years ago. If you are doing it because YOU want to, then I'm fine with it. But don't let them," I pointed my thumb behind me towards the door, "do this to you because THEY want to."
She nodded as I dried a few tears with my fingers. "You are beautiful to me, just the way you are."
She tiptoed up and kissed me.
I might have moaned.
And adjusted my now hardening junk.
"Is everything okay in there?" My mom's motherly voice echoed into the bathroom behind the door.
There went my problem.
Bella and I leaned our foreheads together and smiled.
"Just perfect." Bella said with a smile before she pecked me on the lips.
I couldn't have said it better myself.
