I'm so sorry this chapter took so long to get out! I—like everyone else—was having troubles uploading chapters, but now I figured out how to do it. YAY ME!! (if anyone else is having trouble, well, I don't feel like explaining it here but you can message Addie W. who told me and she'll explain it to you!!)

This chapter has Edward's POV in it again! Yay! Someone's POV besides Bella's!

--the reason the date is weird in the disclaimer is because I wrote this chapter on April 11, and in the note at the bottom I was talking about what it was like on that day--

Disclaimer:

Me: I hate the weather creator man. Today is April 11th and it's SNOWING OUTSIDE! ARGH!

Weather creator man: hehehehe

Me: I hate you.

Weather creator man: what ya gonna do about it? Huh? Throw snow at me!?

Me: why are you being so mean to me!?

Weather creator man: I'm mean to you because Reality can't make you feel like crap because you don't own Twilight, so now I have to make you feel like crap because its snowing!!

Me: if I owned twilight I bet it wouldn't be snowing...

Weather creator man: well I guess we'll never know because you don't! HAHAHAHAH!

Chapter 17

"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN!!!!!!"

Yes, this was definitely going to be a problem.

"Dad...I—" Charlie held up his hand and I stopped talking. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and looked like he was deep in though. Then he opened his eyes and looked at me.

"You love him. He loves you. And you are 18, so I suppose I can't really stop you from kissing him. But, from now on, will you please not kiss him in the middle of the kitchen?"

I looked at Charlie, stunned. He hadn't punished me. He didn't really even yell at me. This was not the Charlie I knew.

Who was this man and what did he do with the real Charlie?

"Um...sure, Dad. Sorry..." I said. Then I turned around and walked upstairs. Of course, Edward was waiting for me. I smiled sheepishly at him and he chuckled. He opened his mouth to say something, but I said something first.

"Do you know why Charlie is acting strange?" I asked.

"Strange? Strange how?" he questioned.

"Well, for one, he hardly got mad at me just now..."

"Oh, he was mad. He just didn't say how angry he really was. If you could've heard what he was thinking..." he grinned and I laughed.

"But...why didn't he yell at me then?"

"I guess he realizes that you are growing up. He trusts you more."

Charlie realized I'm growing up? That didn't seem like the Charlie I know...

But who was I to complain? If Charlie was going to give me more freedom, then I would take it without questions.

"Bella, is there any dinner?" Charlie yelled from downstairs.

"I'll come and make something," I yelled back. Then I turned to Edward. "Are you going to be back later?" I asked him. He nodded in reply.

"I have to go talk to the rest of my family, but I should be back around 9:00 or so," he replied.

"What do you have to talk to them about?" I asked him.

"Oh...nothing. Just, uh, something about Emmett. He doesn't want me to talk about it. Anyway, I'll be back later." He kissed the top of my head, and then he was gone.

Something about Emmett? I wondered. What could possibly be wrong with Emmett? I hated that he was such a good liar, I could never tell when he was lying or telling the truth! But he must be lying to me now. But, Edward never lied to me. Did he? But he must be, because in his answer he stuttered. Edward didn't stutter.

This had to have something to do with the weird plan that Charlie, Alice, and Edward all knew about. I hated not knowing secrets. This was going to be annoying.

I walked downstairs and saw Charlie watching TV.

Typical.

"What do you want for dinner, Dad?" I asked.

"I don't mind. Whatever you feel like making is ok with me," he replied.

"Well...um...there is a lot of leftover soup in the fridge if you want some of that," I suggested.

"Sure, ya, that's fine, Bells. Whatever works for you," he said. I could tell he wanted me to stop talking to him so he could get back to watching the game.

I went over to the fridge and looked for the soup left over from a week ago. It was hidden in the very back, behind some weird, cone shaped bottle labeled "Globmix® Fish Flavor."

I did NOT want to know what is in that bottle...

I reached around the Fish Globmix and grabbed the soup container. I had to plug my nose because it smelled so bad, but then I realized that it smelled the same as it had last week.

How Charlie could like this stuff was beyond me.

I poured he fish soup into a pot and put it on the stove. I had learned through all my time of cooking in Forks that leftovers were always better when heated by the stove, not a microwave. I put the stove on medium heat and waited.

I decided that Charlie might want something else to go with his soup. I went back to the fridge and looked for the lettuce, carrots, and tomatoes (but not without having to look behind the Fish Globmix.)

After I found everything, I began to make Charlie his salad.

15 minutes later the salad was done, the soup reheated, and the food on the table.

"Dad, dinners ready!" I called into the living room. Charlie sat down and began to eat.

"So, Bella, your mom's flight gets in at 3:00. She's going to rent a car, and should be here between 3:30 and 4:00," Charlie said. I nodded when he was finished.

"You're going to be around all day tomorrow after school, right?" he asked.

I nodded again, and he breathed a sigh of relief. I laughed silently to myself, because I knew that he was relieved because he wouldn't have to spend any time alone with Renee.

"Bella, aren't you going to eat anything?" Charlie asked.

"Oh, um, sure," I replied. I wasn't totally full from the sandwich Alice had made for me earlier. But, remembering how the soup from last week tastes, I decided to only have salad.

After dinner I realized that I probably should finish my homework. I started it with Edward earlier, (before we got on the subject of dinner with Renee) but I still had to finish my math and work on an English essay.

It took a lot longer than I thought; it was 8:30 by the time I was finished. Then I decided that I was in desperate need of a shower, so I grabbed my bag and headed into the bathroom.

I jumped as I saw my refection, like I did every time I saw it. I ran my fingers over the scars on my face and sighed. Even with I looked incredibly beautiful, like I had when Alice did my makeup earlier, no one could look at me anymore without staring at the scars on my face.

I got out of the hospital on Wednesday, but didn't go to school until today. When I first arrived at school, everyone starred at me. They had good reason to, I suppose, because I had scars on my face, shoulder, and arm. But still, people could be a little more discreet then to stare openly at me whenever I walked into a room.

All of the people at lunch were nice enough about it, I guess (except Lauren, who didn't say anything to me at all. Later Edward told me that she had been thinking "Yes! Now the guys at our table will pay more attention to me instead of Bella because she's ugly!") But even so, everyone treated me differently. Jessica and Mike were overly nice to me, and Tyler even asked (when Edward wasn't in the room, of course) if taking me to the prom would make me feel better. Edward, with his vampire hearing, heard him of course, but I convinced him not to do kill Tyler.

The Cullens were the only people who didn't make a big deal out of it. Emmett made his occasional jokes like "Here comes the zombie woman! Everyone make way!" but I didn't mind it. It was Emmett. Who really cared?

It's was mostly at school when everyone was gaping at me when I realized how grateful I should be to have a boyfriend like Edward, who didn't care what I looked like. Without him, I don't think I could've made it through just this one day, let alone the four weeks we have until graduation.

When I was finished with my shower I walked into my room and saw Edward waiting for me. I smiled at him and we sat down on my bed. I leaned my head on his shoulder and he stroked my wet hair. I looked up at him and leaned in to kiss him, but he stopped me.

"Bella, I think we've had enough of that for one day," he said. I scowled at him and he chuckled. "You should get some rest, Bella. Tomorrow your mother is arriving, and you don't want to seem like a mess in front of her, I'm sure."

"Fine," I replied. I didn't want to go to sleep—it was only 9:00! But Edward did have a point; I knew Renee would freak out if she thought anything was wrong with Forks, and me not sleeping enough falls under that category.

I laid down and Edward went to sit in the rocking chair in the corner. I must've been a lot more tired than I thought, because I fell asleep very quickly.

Edwards POV (yay!)

I sat in Bella's rocking chair, watching her sleep and trying not to think.

Everything is ok I told myself. She doesn't know about the plan. Just don't think about it. Calm down. Calm down.

But how could I be calm? In less than 24 hours, Bella's life would change. Maybe for the worse, but hopefully for the better, if Charlie kept his end of our bargain. Which he promised he would, (to me, and in his thoughts) so I figured I could trust him.

Ever since I went to talk to Charlie today, I could swear that my non beating heart was beating again because of how nervous I was. Talking to Charlie made it official. I was actually going to do this.

And for the first time in a while, I was incredibly nervous. I hadn't been incredibly nervous for anything in a very long time. Even when I was hunting James I wasn't this nervous.

What was wrong with me? Nobody's life was on the line this time. Well, my own, I suppose, depending on what she said to me. But my life wasn't important anymore. Bella's life was all that mattered to me.

And that's why I was going to do this.

"Edward..." I heard Bella whisper in her sleep. I loved when she said my name in her sleep. If I would've had a heart, it would've made it skip a beat.

"Edward...tell me..." she said. I walked over to her and laid down next to her.

"Shhhh, Bella..." I whispered to her.

"No...tell me..." she whined. It sounded very strange since she was asleep.

"I love you Bella," I whispered. She stopped talking and smiled.

"Love you..." she whispered. I could tell she was falling back into a deeper sleep, because I could barely hear her.

I stood up and went back to sit in the rocking chair.

It was hard to think that in the 110 years I've been on this earth, that Bella was the first person I ever loved. Yes, I loved my family, but not in the same way I loved Bella. The way I loved Bella was...amazing...to say the least. It was rare that two people, even in a school of only 358 students, could both like each other at the same time, and end up falling in love. It was even rarer, in a world with a population of 6.5 billion people, to find your soul mate. Even if you live for 100 years, most people don't find their perfect match. But I have, and it's incredible.

Especially incredible since my soul mate is a perfect, beautiful angel, whereas I am a terrible monster, destined to a life of evil and on a one track road to hell.

Bella is indeed an angel. And it's marvelous to know that she is my angel.

Yes, I love Bella. I love her with all my heart. I love her more than anyone could love anyone else. I even love her enough to kill her.

Oh, what a monster I am! I love her enough to kill her?! To murder the one I love?! Could I possibly be that selfish—that I need her so badly that I was willing to sacrifice her life so I could be with her forever?

Yes, I could be that selfish. And I am. Selfish enough to end her life and condemn her to hell.

But I wouldn't be hell. It would be heaven, because we would be together.

Together.

For all of eternity.

With that in mind, I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of happiness as I leaned back in the chair.

For all of eternity.

I reached in my pocket and pulled out the object Carlisle had given me today. I opened it and looked inside. Just looking at the item within it made me nervous again.

I sighed again as I closed the small, red velvet box and put it back inside my pocket.

If you understand what Edward's plan is, then you are smart!

If you knew since the last chapter (when I started dropping hints about it) then you are a GENIUS!

If you read the part from Edward's POV and got nervous like he was because you get WAY to in to stories, then you're like me!

If you have NO IDEA whats going on, then you are still cool. Don't worry.

If you review, please tell me if you're "smart", "a genius", "like me", or "cool."

I was feeling a bit random today with the disclaimer. You want to know what the sad thing is? It's actually snowing right now. We have 2 inches of snow on the ground and its STILL SNOWING!

Ya.

Next chapter out in 1-4 days.

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-danielle-