Disclaimer: I still don't own it!!! But I do own the candy cane that I'm eating right now!! Yeah for candy canes!!! Okay, no more caffine, I promise...
Okay, so a lot of people have been telling me to take the poems and write them out like story. Mind you, this probably won't be the best, because I tend to go a little ooc, because I'm used to writing with my own characters, so I can make them do whatever I want. I like to toy with other peoples characters, but if I butcher them, let me know, and I will try to fix it in the next chapter!!! Still need a BETA!!!
BPoV
"G'night, Dad!" I called, as I stepped out of the bathroom. On my way back to my room, I heard his grunting reply, "Night Bells!" I got to my room and pulled on the old holey t-shirt, and baggy sweat pants that I liked to sleep in. I stepped over to my bed, and glanced up at my window. It was closed. Charlie had probably closed it earlier.
Closing my window was a sign interperated by Edward that I didn't want him to come to me that night. That was a bad thing. I rushed over and opened the window, and he was by my side in an instant. My pale prince.
"I thought something was wrong", he whispered in his musical voice. "Your window is never closed." I nodded. "Charlie must have." He sat down on my bed, and I sat next to him.
His icy arms slipped around my waist, pulling me to his stone chest. My favorite place in the world. He started to hum my lullabye, and soon, I was fast asleep, in my angels arms. I was glad he was there. He was mine.
Mine.