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Chapter 3: Who would have thought Edward believed in this?

Edward and I were in the forest now. He was speaking to me but all I could hear was a faint mumbling coming from the direction of his perfectly formed mouth. My back was to him, and we were standing about fifteen feet apart. He was talking but I paid no mind to him. I had more important things to worry about than his ramblings…like how I could possibly satiate this damn blood lust I was having all of a sudden now that we were in here.

I kept looking all around, at the trees, hearing the birds chirping all around from the place where I was. Suddenly, I noticed something step out into the clearing. It was a cheetah. I crouched down like I had seen Edward do to me before when we were playing with each other on his couch. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward. He actually looked frightened. For what? Me or the animal that was my newly acquired prey? I wondered.

I pounced on the cheetah, a cat's hiss releasing from its throat as I sank my teeth into its body. The hissing ceased as I put my teeth even further in, the cheetah's carcass filling my whole mouth and body with its crimson red, warm pool of blood.

Finally, I somehow found the strength to pull away from the animal. The next five seconds seemed to move along in extremely slow slow motion. I moved up from the ground with such complete grace and poise that it astounded me. Standing up, I turned around slowly, taking a deep breath and started to look at Edward. He was staring at me with his perfect golden eyes. I didn't blame him for staring after what he had just seen me do, his Bella. I was finally brought back to earth with Edward's eyes dazzling me. It amazed me that he still had the ability to do that even after my metamorphosis. I smiled slightly at that but it quickly vanished. I finally found my voice after a moment.

"I-I can't believe I just did that. I…had no self-control…Edward, I-"

"Neither can I…" Edward responded, in obvious astonishment. He held out his hand for me to take.

We made our way back to my Porsche, silence overcoming the both of us. We finally reached the car.

"Edward…" I said, appearing a bit disoriented. "Umm…can you drive for me, please? I just…I need some time to…readjust myself," I told him, handing over the keys.

Edward just nodded in reply, obviously understanding what I felt and what I was going through at the moment. He gave a small kiss on my forehead, which made me give a tiny smile.

We climbed into the car, with me in the passenger's side and Edward driving. I was surprised to discover that his driving extremely fast didn't frighten me anymore at all, which was probably because I was becoming the faster driver out of the two of us…which I wasn't really sure how that had happened exactly. I think it ticked Edward off a tiny bit that I was faster than he was now. I gave a small smile at that and then stared out the window at the trees beside the road passing by and we didn't say anything at all to each other, both understanding what the other was feeling without even having to say anything at all.

Just then, a song started to play on the radio by the singer Josh Groban called "You're Still You." I had heard it before, but only then did I realize how well it fit our relationship. I found myself softly singing along, while I heard Edward hum the tune as he drove.

Through the darkness

I can see your light

And you will always shine

And I can feel your heart in mine

Your face I've memorized

I idolize just you

I look up to

Everything you are

In my eyes you do no wrong

I've loved you for so long

And after all is said and done

You're still you

After all

You're still you

You walk past me

I can feel your pain

Time changes everything

One truth always stays the same

You're still you

After all

You're still you

I look up to

Everything you are

In my eyes you do no wrong

And I believe in you

Although you never asked me to

I will remember you

And what life put you through

And in this cruel and lonely world

I found one love

You're still you

After all

You're still you

"I can't believe I actually did that," I said softly as the song ended and Edward all too soon turned into the driveway to the Cullens' home. "You know, I saw you and you were looking scared or something…what was it? Was I really that bad?"

"Bella," he said, inhaling an unnecessary deep breath, "you know that I love you more than anything or any person in the entirety of this universe. And, yes, I suppose I was a bit frightened. But not of you; it was just the entire situation." We were stopped, sitting in my Porsche, and facing each other. "It may just take me some time to become fully adapted to seeing such a beautiful being like you doing something so…oh, what's the word…treacherous. I can be used to witnessing that if it means that I will be with you forever. You needn't worry about what I'm going through. Trust me," he said with his velvety smooth voice and took my face in his hand with his thumb on my chin and placed his soft lips on my forehead in a kiss. I gave a smile and a small laugh at how gentle he was being with me, thinking I was still fragile little Bella.

"And," he continued, "I figure that since you have chose to accept me for who I am and have been, then I think it is only fair for me to do the same with you. Wouldn't you agree, Isabella?"

"You know, if you're going to call me that, then I'm going to insist on me, along with the rest of the family, calling you Ed, got it?" I said, raising my eyebrows and using my biting wit, and backing out of his embrace so that I could look him straight in the eyes.

"Fine, fine, it just seems that Isabella fits you much better now that you're so much more graceful and everything. You know, thanks to your recently obtained…vampirism. That's all I'm saying," he argued back and smiled.

"Well, please don't, then. I would hate to have to say a name for eternity that entirely does not suit you well. It's much too informal for such a gentleman such as yourself," I told him and smiled back.

"Fine. I guess I can agree with you on that," he said as we started climbing out of the car. He took my hand again as we started to walk—slowly for us, of course, but why rush things—into the house with our hands together. "I mean, after all, we are soul mates…" his voice seemed to trail off. I stopped abruptly.

"What?" I asked, a smile creeping onto my face.

"You know…fate. Fate is what brought us together, my dear," he said in a dreamy tone. He must have seen the confusion showing on my face because he started to explain himself to me. "Think about it, Bella. Of all the things that have happened to us, don't you believe it's all happened for a reason? You moving to Forks to be with Charlie…the schedule of your classes when you first moved here perfectly aligned so that we would meet in Biology class…and James," he snarled at the name as he said it aloud, "James…doing what he did…and then we can't forget the most important thing, now, can we?" he moved on from one subject to the next.

"And what's that?" I asked softly and a bit cautiously. We were standing only twenty feet away from the front door and holding hands, mine in his, and facing each other. I was staring up at his beautiful face, wondering how someone who looked like that could even possibly be real. But, he was, and I was with him…the most gorgeous being alive.

"The most important one is why I was changed in the first place. I know that it was because of the fact that I had influenza and Carlisle must have not wanted me to die, but there is so much more to it than just that. There are greater powers at work here, Bella. And these powers seem to have thought that you and I would be perfect for each other, both completing the part that was missing of the other person. Perfect, even though it is for eternity. Carlisle transformed me that day so many years ago so that I would need to wait this long just to find you, my perfect Isabella. I would just need to learn the art of patience."

It took me a moment to find the right thing to say to Edward, perfect Edward, the man I loved, the man who had just poured his whole non-beating heart out to me. I smiled hugely. "I love you, Edward."

"I love you," he said, and then took my face into his hand again, just as he had before, but this time ended up meeting my lips with his own.

"I'd like to try something if you wouldn't mind terribly," he told me. I just stood there in Edward's embrace, my eyes curious as to what he was about to do. I wondered wha-

Passion hit me with full force as Edward gently slipped his tongue into my mouth and I did the same to him. I was surprised that he seemed so shocked that I was able to do this, as I saw him open his eyes for a split second, but then close them again immediately. I had my arms wrapped around his back already but now Edward responded to our loving make-out session by doing the same to me and closing what little amount of only a few inches were between us. It felt so nice to be able to be with Edward like this after his having to be so gentle with me over the time since we'd been together.

We had been kissing for an immeasurable moment, when we stopped and I started gasping for air, mainly out of habit. Then I suddenly realized and remembered something that Edward had said to me the day that I had first gone to his home—about breathing, that is. I put my hand to my chest, breathing in and out, and then stopped.

Edward must have seen the puzzlement on my face, because he asked, "Bella?" with concern written all over his perfect facial features.

I suppressed a slightly nervous laugh, with my marble white hand still on my chest. "You know, Edward…you're right," I told him, moving my eyes from the ground up to his.

"Huh? Bella, are you alright? Is something wrong?"

I smiled. It was just like Edward to be anxious about everything. "No, Edward, I'm great. Everything is fine. You're right," I repeated to him.

He seemed satisfied with the situation now and folded his arms over his chest, smiling a cocky grin that spread across his face. "And what about exactly this time?" he asked.

I glared at him, and rolled my eyes as I let out an unexpected growl toward him. "What you-"

"Hold on," he said, stopping me and putting up a chalk-white index finger, and moving closer to me, as we had backed up when I thought that I had needed air. "Bella, dear, did you just…growl at me?"

"I…I think I did." I said, surprise of myself growing.

"Well, my dear, I think that was extremely sexy coming from you-"

"Anyways," I said, putting a finger over his mouth and interrupting him. "As I was saying, you were right about something."

"And just what might that be?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow and going to lean against the car. I only hoped he would be gentle in leaning against it and not do any damage to it with his force.

"What you said so long ago about not having to breathe. And that if you don't, it can get to be somewhat uncomfortable after a while. I understand now," I said, and then smiled. I started moving closer to him and reached him, standing only two feet away from him. "Finally, after all this time, I finally understand what you were talking about." I groaned slightly and went back to breathing like normal people.

"Bella, really…" he said, then rolled his eyes back at me. "You shouldn't scare me like that. It's hardly fair."

"Liar. It's very fair," I said, seeing right through his façade.