Chapter 8- Forever
"I feel guilty"
Bella nuzzled her face into my chest and I wrapped my arms around her. We were on the living room couch. We had just finished watching Pride and Prejudice, which I hoped would ease her anxiety.
"I know love. It was not your fault that Sam was killed. Nobody blames you"
"Except for me"
I ran my fingers through her hair and listened to her breathing slow down to match mine.
"What if someone else gets hurt?" She whispered, "What if something happens tonight?"
I couldn't show her how terrified I was of that happening.
"Nothing bad will happen Bella"
She pulled her face away from my chest, and I pressed my hand against her cheek. I brushed my lips against hers, hoping to ease some of her fears.
She kissed me back. Her hands lingered around my collarbone as I lifted her onto my lap. She began undoing the buttons on my shirt, and her warm touch made my heart begin to beat faster.
Some part of my brain told me I should stop this, but it was not in control of me.
I loved her. I loved every part of her. I wanted to be with her. I needed to be with her.
Bella pulled away from me to catch her breath. I moved my lips down her jaw, towards her throat.
"Edward?" Her voice cracked,
"Yes?" I murmured between kisses,
"Do you um… Have anything?"
I pulled away from her and raised my eyebrow up at her in confusion.
"That's not what I mean! I know you don't have anything like that. I meant like…" Her voice quieted, and I figured out what she meant.
"Oh. Yeah, upstairs"
Bella slid off of me, taking my hands as she pulled me from the couch. I kissed her as she pulled me towards the staircase. We stood before the stairs for a moment, as we kissed each other, more aggressively than before. Pulling my lips off of hers felt like a crime, but Bella had a hard enough time not falling down the staircase when she was not distracted. As soon as we were on the third floor I started kissing her again, pulling her towards my room.
I pinned her against my door, moving my hands across her thighs and waist. She moaned an octave lower than her usual voice, and I pressed my body against hers, feeling every curve of her body.
I wanted to rip off her clothing, but I had enough control to know that was a bad idea.
"I'll be right back" I whispered in her ear.
"Okay" she whispered back.
I found the box easy enough. On the top was a note in Emmett's writing describing how to use them. I could feel the arrogance in his images, but I wasn't in the mood to think about him.
I was surprised by my calmness. I had never done this before, but I unfortunately had read many minds engaged in physical intercourse. I knew what most people liked.
But this was wrong. We were not married. I knew we would always be together, but what if God punished her for my selfishness?
"Edward?" Bella called,
I walked slowly into my room, surprised that I now had a bed. Carlisle and Esme must have put it together and rearranged all my furniture. Only Esme could get all the furniture into places that looked aesthetically pleasing.
"Edward? What's wrong?"
She was sitting on the edge on the bed, biting on her lower lip.
"I- I don't know if we should be doing this. Love, it's wrong according to so many religions-"
"Shhh. They are wrong. I love you and you love me and that's what matters"
Bella's voice did not waver. She sounded certain, positive that this was a good idea.
She kissed me before I could interject, and I lost my train of thought.
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Bella's head was against my shoulder, her chest against my arm. Both of our breathing eventually slowed down.
I slid slightly away from her so I could see her face. I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her close to me. I stared into her brown eyes, getting lost inside the depths of them. She stared back at me like she loved me and she was feeling the same overwhelming amount of bliss as I was.
She didn't seem angry with me, or regretful. I expected her to be upset with me, but I couldn't sense anything other than happiness.
I could have stayed like this forever with her.
"Yes" Bella suddenly said, and I worried she had fallen asleep with her eyes open.
"I'm sorry love, I missed what you said"
"Yes" She said, a large smile spreading across her face, "Yes, I'll marry you"
I stopped breathing, feeling the shock move through me.
"Breathe, Edward" She reminded me. I smiled, remembering all the times I had to remind her to breathe.
"Really?" She couldn't be serious. She made it clear she did not want to marry me.
"I love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you. When you were sick, I sat up all night because I was afraid Alice was going to call me and say that you had died in your sleep. I can't be apart from you. And I don't care anymore that people will think we are too young. They don't never will be able to love anyone as much as we love each other"
She wasn't lying. She was a horrible liar, and truth rang through every word she said. I kissed her cheek, processing what she said.
"I love you too" I whispered, "Can I propose to you properly though, like with a ring and speech? I should ask your father first-"
"As long as you promise not to do it in a restaurant or in any crowded area"
Why would I do that? Did she think I knew nothing about her?
"Of course I wouldn't, love."
Bella kissed my shoulder. "Did we leave anything downstairs? I know Alice probably knows what um… we got up to. But your parents don't need to know"
I chuckled, "No, everything is up here. Emmett will probably somehow figure it out though, and I do not think he would filter any comments from Carlisle and Esme"
She groaned, "Perfect"
I wrapped the blanket tighter around us, hoping that this moment wouldn't end.
Bella yawned and put her head against my chest. Her eyelids dropped and I kissed the top of her head, and I closed my eyes.
I heard a huge crash coming from the window, and Bella and I both jolted ourselves awake.
Too easy, The vampire who was now in my room thought to herself. Her voice was familiar, but she was not a member of my family.
I angled Bella so she was behind me. I couldn't see the women. She crashed into my room too quickly for my human eyes to follow, but I knew from her thoughts that she was a vampire.
A pale woman with bright red hair looked at Bella, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Victoria.