Author's Note:

Hey guys! Thanks for making it to chapter two. For those who have been waiting, sorry for the long wait. With all my school work piling up and softball workouts, I didn't have much time to write. I hope you enjoy chapter two!

Chapter Two: Sir Black

The slamming of a door jostles me awake. Last night's memories come flooding back into my head like rushing water. I shoot up out of bed, immediately feeling dizzy. What had happened? My mind flashes back and forth between a yelling Edward and reality.

I walk over to my bedroom door and open it slowly. I cannot find Edward anywhere, so I assume he has went somewhere. The sound of dripping water grabs my attention.

I walk towards the bathroom and find the water pump leaking. I turn it off, but after a few moments I decide that a bath sounds like a good idea and turn it back on. I turn around to take my nightgown off and gasp at what my reflection reveals.

There is a large purple mark across the left side of my face. My hand immediately rises up to touch the tender skin. I dig through my brain trying to pin where this bruise had come from. My name being called snaps me back to present time, leaving me staring at my reflection.

Edward pushes open the bathroom door. "Bella?" I put my shin to my chest, my hair falling and blocking the bruise. "Are you alright?" He turns me to face him. "Why do you hide your face like that dear?" He pushes my chin up so I am looking into his eyes.

When his eyes graze down my face to the bruise, he closes his eyes as if it pains him. "My love, I am truly sorry." Confusion sets in my mind. "Sorry for wha-" Then it hits me. The memories I could not remember become clear in my mind.

I push past Edward and quickly run back to my bedroom slamming the door behind me. Just a soon as I closed the door though, it was open again filled with every inch of Edward. "Bella please... please do not be frightened by me."

"Oh, I am not afraid Edward." He relaxes his shoulders a bit and walks forward to come by me. "But I do not want to see you." He stops in his tracks. "Bella, lets talk this over." I pull out a day dress and shoes and make my way back to the bathroom. This time Edward does not follow.

I pull on my clothes as quickly as possible and jumble my brown hair into a tight bun. Without even looking to see where Edward was I start walking to the front door. In what seemed like impossible time, Edward stood in front of me. "Move out of the way!"

"Bella..." I try to push past him but it seems he anticipates my every move. "I do not want to see you." " Bella you must see me to talk this over." I stop my struggling for a moment. "I don't want to talk this over either." "Why my Bella? Why do you not want to work this out." I take a step back and stare into his eyes.

"Because you are a coward." I push past him and storm out of the house, not bothering to look back. My body shakes with fury and I push myself forward, not even knowing where I am going.

I am so consumed in my own angry thoughts, that I crash into someone. I hit the ground with a thud. "Oh my! I am terribly sorry miss." I stand up and brush myself off. "No, excuse me I wasn't paying attention to where I was go-." The man standing in front me makes my heart stop.

The beautiful man from the market stands before me. "Are you okay miss?" " Y- yes. I'm sorry, I was just so caught up in my thoughts." He smiles a smile that seemingly makes my worries go away. "Something got you down?" I laugh under my breath. "I guess you could say that."

I tuck a fallen curl behind my ear. "I don't believe I got your name madam." I smile slightly. "Isabella Swan." He bows like a man in front a queen. "And you?" He stands up straight once again. "Jacob Black." His name sounds familiar, but shrug it off and I curtsy.

"Well Lady Swan, I hope to see you again in the future." "As do I Sir Black." He begins to walk down the road again. "Wait!" He turns around and cocks his head to the side. "Yes?" "Where may I meet you?" He smiles. " Why not here?" I look around and take in my surroundings. I believe I am about three miles from home and half a mile from town.

I smile in return, "Sure, here is perfect. Tomorrow at about half past eleven?" He nods his head once. "Tomorrow it is." He then turns around and stalks down the dirt road. Ten minutes must have passed before I noticed I was still standing in the same place and smiling like an idiot.

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When I arrive home, the warmth of a dying fire greets me and I find Edward to be sitting upright in a chair, sleeping. He must have been waiting up. I quietly slip off my shoes and tiptoe into the kitchen. I had been so angry this morning I hadn't even thought about eating. I didn't realize, until now, how hungry I really was.

I stand still and let my eyes roam around the kitchen as if something is going to pop out on a plate for me. My eyes are still scanning the counter tops, when I find a note. I walk over as quietly as I can, and pick it up.

My beloved Bella,

Although it breaks my heart, I knew you would not be home all day. I will try to wait up for you, but I do not know when you will return. I put together a plate of your favorite food, assuming you're hungry. I hope to see you in the morn.

Love, Edward

I toss the note to the side and look up to find the plate of food. He wasn't lying, the plate was full of my favorite foods. Since my favorite foods consisted mostly of fruits, the plate was piled high with strawberries, apples, blackberries and orange slices. My stomach growled just looking at it. I grabbed what ever silver ware I could find and started to dig in. I was happy to be in my own home, because if others saw me eat like this, I would forever be considered unladylike.

I push the now empty plate to the back of the counter and slowly start to walk towards my bedroom. I turn to the chair to make sure Edward has not been woken up, but I don't see him. Confused, I walk over to the chair. The only indication he was there, was the small indent in the middle of the cushion.

I decide to walk around the house to see where he has gone, but as I turn around I crash straight into him. Startled, I push him out of the way. "Bella, my dear, I didn't mean to scare you." I look up to meet his eyes and notice the dark bags that sag beneath them. "It's fine I was just headed to bed." I quickly push past him and walk to the bedroom. He must of gotten the hint that I still didn't want to talk, because he didn't follow me.

I slip my nightgown on and crawl into bed. Finally getting off of my feet, I feel soreness in my legs. Letting myself doze off, my head swirls with the image of Sir Black. I feel a ping of excitement surge through me as I think about our meeting tomorrow. As the hands of deep sleep pull me under, a smile creeps across my face. My smile is the last thing I feel before I slip into a beautiful dream.

Thanks for reading guys! Hopefully I can have the next chapter up soon. Chapter three will have much more of Sir Black :).

XO Lennon