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Bella wakes up in the middle of the night due to suspicious noise in her apartment. She investigates, but little does she know that this search will change the life she had … maybe even forever?
‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe} - Romance/Lemons‼️
‼️Angst/Lemon/Language/Drama‼️
‼️Edward Cullen/Bella Swan‼️
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Chapter 3: But Found Our Future, (2,4K)
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Edward's PoV
Silently, I gaze at Bella sleeping in her clinic room, her hand hanging in the crib so she can still have a physical bond with her baby by touching her in their sleep. She is deep into sleep, looking so happy and peaceful. And this was all I could have asked for. Because her happiness is my mine. No matter what kind of decisions I made in my life, no matter what I said, Bella is, and always will be, the love of my life. From the moment I fell in love with her, and until the day I die, she will remain the love of my life.
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on her, almost ten years ago. It was in a little café where I was meeting one of my clients who wanted me to discuss business. There was nothing unusual about any of this. I would often meet people in this café, and I even had my fetich table.
It was from that table that I saw her for the very first time. She was sitting on her own, at a table near the window, mindlessly sipping on her coffee while reading some papers with her brows slightly furrowed. As my eyes looked at her over and over, I knew that I would get in her pants. I never had a thing for redheads, but they never left me indifferent, either. And there was something calling to me about this particular redhead. Maybe it had to do with her airs of innocence, or maybe it was because I could already imagine the crazy things I could do to her. Or maybe it was love at first sight, and I was already falling in love with her.
So, after staring at her for a while, and making sure that she felt my gaze on her; I left the café, 'forgetting' my wallet. And of course, she ran after me, like I knew she would. After all, it had always been in my nature to know how people would react to what I would do or say. It was even easier to manipulate decent and honest people.
But this was where she surprised me. She called me on my bluff, seeing right through me; and making me think twice about only getting in her pants. The way she talked to me, and refused to take my shit … was something challenging and interesting enough for me to break my own rules and allow myself to ask her for a date, instead of my usual 'proposing her a random hookup'.
And that's how it all happened. Starting a relationship with Bella. Something that I never did before, because relationships called for trouble. Not only on the personal aspect of the thing but also - and mostly - because of my professional life. Caring for someone could make me appear weak to my enemies, and many enemies I had.
And that's why I always kept Bella a secret. I always covered my tracks when I was on a date with her, or when she would come to spend the night at my place, or me at hers. I always did my best to keep her away from my professional life, and even tried to keep her at a distance in our intimate life, not allowing myself to fall deeper into our relationship.
Until that day I caught a glance of the drawing in the bin. It was a drawing of her and me, made from charcoal and crayons when we shared our first kiss under the snow and the moonlight. The whole scenery came to life out of charcoal while Bella and I were brought out in crayons, making us stand out in the black and white background. This drawing touched me so much, to my very soul.
I remember how my heart started beating so fast as emotions were crushing me down, and how Bella dismissively told me to put that piece of art back in the trash because it wasn't her best work. And honestly, it wasn't. I had seen better work come out of her fingers; but all I could do was stare at it, my heart beating faster than it ever did. And without being able to stop myself, I had blurted out the words that I was trying so hard to keep for myself.
"God, I love you so much, Bella," I say my voice wavering with emotions, and my brain barely registering what I am saying.
Bella suddenly stops stirring her stew, her green eyes blinking at me as she registers what I just said; and so I walk to her, the drawing still in my hands as I insist with conviction: "I really do."
It seems like she has forgotten how to breathe. She just continuously blinks at me over and over again. Her green eyes were suddenly very serious, searching. And that makes me doubt my words. Not the truth behind them, but their timing. Maybe it's too soon for her. Maybe she doesn't feel that way about me. Maybe she saw right through me and she doesn't want to get that involved with a criminal like me. But all my doubts are wiped away when she finally opens her mouth, her green eyes finally sparkling with delight: "I love you too, Edward. It's been a while if you want to know it all."
And just as her words hit my ears and heart, I lean in to kiss her. She passionately wraps her arms around my neck, making both of our bodies collide; I let my own body express my love for her. But suddenly, as I take her in my arms to sit her on the counter, I realise the I am in the deepest shit I ever thought I could be in.
This is why I didn't do relationships.
Now, I have the woman I love between my arms, but I have nothing to give her. Nothing but death and destruction. My life isn't compatible with the life Bella deserves, the life I wish I could give her. I can't keep on living this criminal life, lying and deceiving her. I can't keep this life if I want to build something real and strong with her.
Bella must have felt my sudden change of mood because she breaks our kiss and looks deeply into my eyes. I can see worry gleaming in her wonderful emeralds, and so I smile to reassure her all the while taking the decision of stopping this life I have been leading. I owe it to her. I can't bring her down into this world of shadows and schemes.
"Edward, …" She starts, her voice echoing with worry. I can tell that she is fearing that I'm backing away from my declaration. So, I caress her face with love and care, and lean in to whisper in her ear:
"Let's move in together."
"So you can have your way with me whenever you want?" She playfully teases, arching her body against mine to make me understand that she wouldn't mind me having my way with her right now. I chuckle a little, and kiss her neck as I tell her:
"No. So I can wake up every morning with the woman I love, laying next to me. And not only every other day of the week."
"You can be so cheesy, sometimes, Edward," Bella says, gently shaking her head; and I can't bring myself to care. I don't care if loving her makes me cheesy, that doesn't stop my feelings for her.
I know that I can change my life for her. I have this possible exit that I have always refused, but now, I'll gladly take it. For her.
Well … I'm not sure if the exit I took was the best option. It led me to jail. It led me to fail the woman I love so much. It led me to hurt the only person I never wanted to hurt.
I called a contact I had with the Feds just a couple of days after this epiphany about my feelings for Bella. Agent Lightwood. Several times he had come to me before, proposing me an easy way out if I ratted on someone important or any influential people. And until that moment, I always managed to dodge the man. But then came the idea that it wasn't just me anymore. I had to think of Bella and what was best for her.
For three long years, Agent Lightwood dragged me along, promising me an exit that never came as I was falling deeper and deeper in my relationship with Bella. I kept on lying to her, but we were planning a future together. Somewhere away with a nice cottage and a few kids. Somewhere where she could express her art, and not too far from the sea since she loved the sound of the waves. Somewhere that we would call our own haven.
I never disrespected Bella to the point where I hid weapons in our bedroom (though she was aware that I always had a gun with me), or even in our flat. But I still kept on knowingly lying to her. I'm sure that a part of her suspected something shady about me. But her love for me blinded her. And so she kept on believing my lies. And I kept living this half-life.
Until Agent Lightwood finally came up with my exit … Jail. He told me to do a little time before he would break me out of jail and make me disappear in exchange for the names of the Mafia's big shots. And so I did, without ever telling Bella about any of this. Because at that point, I had lied beyond the point of no return.
It broke my heart when she came back earlier than I had planned and she saw the arresting scenery. She didn't see me since I was already in a police car, but I still saw her, and it still broke my heart. During the whole trial, I saw in her eyes how devastated she was as she learned all the things I did, and by the lies, I fed her with. And so it came to me that I should let her go. So I did my best to keep her away, to make her move on, even though everything I did was for her.
And now, because of all the decisions I made in my life, she is happily married, with a newborn baby girl to make her marriage blossom even more.
And no matter what, I don't regret a single decision I made that led our lives to this point. Even though I wish I did things differently earlier in our relationship, I am still happy with the life Bella has now. Because this is the life I had always wanted for her. The life she deserves.
Suddenly, she stirs a little in her sleep, and she turns in her clinical bed before her eyes flutter open in my direction. I freeze, perfectly aware that I am not supposed to be here given the time. She smiles a little, her eyelids heavy with sleep as she starts to drift back to sleep; but then she snaps her emeralds open and bluntly sits up. Her eyes linger on me, surprise and worry gleaming in her green orbs as I do not move a single muscle.
"What are you doing here?" She asks, her voice hoarse with sleep; and I gently smile to her, telling her the truth of my nature:
"Just making sure that you're okay."
"You shouldn't be here," She admonishes me, her brows scowling me. "If a nurse catches you …"
I chuckle a little, knowing that visitors' hours are passed for a few hours already, but that I can also make my way through any kind of security. Gently, I walk closer to her bed, glancing quickly to the crib to make sure that the little baby girl that is Hope is okay; and then, I sit on the bed, next to Bella who's warily watching me with her green eyes.
"How are you doing, babe?" I ask her with concern, caressing her face with all the love of the world. She smiles at me, exhaustion clear on her face; and so I lean to sweetly kiss her forehead. I longly press my lips on her soft skin, and then, she rests her head against my chest, whispering:
"You always worry too much. I am stuck in a hospital. Literally, nothing can happen to me.
I smile at her words, and retort: "That won't stop me from making sure that my two girls are okay."
Bella gently shakes her head, before hitting back the pillow, bringing me along the way. And so I lay next to her, perfectly aware that I am a lucky bastard who clearly doesn't deserve her. But she still loves me by some crazy miracle, and I won't be stupid enough to let her go once again. She loves me enough to accept this whole new life as a fugitive under the surveillance of Agent Lightwood and to accept me as a whole new person. So I won't let her go.
As I wrap my arms around that woman that I cherish so much, she snuggles against me, and whispers: "You know, I kind of like that you kept some of your old habits, like sneaking out on security. I was missing you in my sleep."
"I missed you more, babe," I whisper in her hair, and she doesn't try to argue, already falling back asleep in my arms. I swiftly kiss her lips before telling her sleepy form: "I love you, Bella."
"I love you too, Mason," She mumbles against my chest, before finally going back into Morpheus' arms as I watch over her and our daughter, seeing them sleep safe and sound.
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💚So, Edward is Mason. Once again, congratulations to those who guessed it. I honestly can't wait to see the reactions of the other ones. Yay. Haha
💚Also, if you add the three titles together, you have a nice summary of the whole story ^^
💚 Stephenie Meyer owns the names of the characters from the Twilight, Everything else is mine (including the mistakes and grammar errors).
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