I decided to continue, while listening to the song again. Haha.
Dedication: I wanted to dedicate this wonderful chapter to my dance partner, Rodney. Love you!
Sorry's Not Enough;;
Chapter Two - Beautiful Endings
I had fallen asleep before Charlie got home. He startled me when he touched my shoulder, shaking me awake.
"Bells? You okay, kiddo?" Charlie asked with a hint of happiness in his voice.
"I don't feel well. I think I ate something wrong at lunch. I'll be fine."
"Oh." His happiness faded fast from his face. I didn't need Edward's powers to know what he was thinking. He was hoping that I had left Edward. "I thought...never mind. I'll be cooking dinner."
I rolled my eyes and got up to go downstairs. My school bag was still sitting in the living room. I decided to make dinner. Charlie wasn't much of a cooker. I decided on something simple. Mac and cheese and hot dogs. Simple, but delicious. Not to mention quick.
Love can fall hard
Even the sky remembers
How bad it burns
We won't pretend
When next time begins
Because it makes us
Makes us live and learn
I heard the song in my head again. It burned me, almost like the words in the song. I had no idea where they were playing at. I noticed that Charlie had turned on the television when he walked in. The song had been playing from the beginning. It was almost overlapping where Edward had turned the television off. I gasped at the song. I walked down the steps, and tripped. I didn't harm myself, but I fell to the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes.
Charlie didn't know what was going on. There was a knock on the door. I looked up at the clock. It was seven o'clock. Charlie shrugged. He didn't care. He knew who it was at the door. He could have cared less to let him in. I was crying too hard to get up to answer the door.
Edward knocked yet again. I could see the aggravation on Charlie's face. He was hoping that he would just go home. I could see it on his face. Instead of knocking again, I heard the door opening.
Edward was bound to hear the music already. He knew the reaction to it before. He walked in.
Further now I believe
If I'm going to need
A little more than I did before
Sorry's not enough
There's nowhere left to turn
Too much to forgive
Tell me where is the answer
How do you find the strength
The strength to let it go
The need to just to live
When sorry's not enough
No there's no going back
But tomorrow is all we're gonna have
Sorry will neeeever
Sorry's not enough
The music cut off. Edward shut off the television. He walked to the stairs and saw Charlie comforting me. He didn't know what was going on.
"Bella? Love? Are you okay? Are you feeling better? Are you hurt?" I felt his cold hands touch my face, wiping away my tears.
Charlie swatted Edward's hand away from my face. He stood and grabbed Edward's shoulder. He didn't seem to notice the cold of Edward's skin. Perhaps he did, but he was not paying any attention to it.
"Now look here, you." He poked Edward's chest. He was trying to be fatherly. It was, well, odd. "You did this to her."
Edward didn't let his anger get the best of him. Always my calm, cool, and collected vampire boyfriend. "I have apologized more than enough for what it was I have done, Chief Swan. You cannot expect this to be entirely my fault."
"And whose fault is this? Bella's? You're wrong!"
"I would never blame Bella for anything."
"Then explain yourself, boy!"
The two of them carried on like this usually. The phone rang. I wiped my tears and got up to get the phone. My voice still was groggy.
"Swan residence."
"Bella! I miss my best friend! C'mon down and see me." Jacob Black. My best man. "Wait! Have you been crying, Bells? Are you all right? I'm coming there."
Before I could protest, I heard the dial tone. Edward walked into the room. He had a smile on his face. Something had happened while I was gone from the room. I hadn't been gone that long. Charlie followed him. His hand rested on Edward's shoulder. Something was going on. Their faces both had wide smiles on their faces.
"Isabella Marie." Edward got down on one knee. He reached in his pocket and grabbed a velvet box. His voice caught. "Will...will you make me the happiest man alive, and be my wife?"
I looked at him, shocked. The words from the song sounded, but they were quickly fading. I couldn't hear them anymore. I couldn't see the pictures of Edward leaving anymore. Nor the words that he left me with. I smiled.
"Forever." It had a double meaning. He caught on quickly.
I had quickly forgotten about the new guest that we were soon to have. I didn't care. What I cared about was right in front of me. My father and my Edward.
Edward slipped a beautiful ring onto my finger. "It was my mother's."
I knew how much this meant to him. He stood up and embraced me.
"I love you, Edward."
"I love you, too."
He swooped me up into a big kiss. I didn't feel the presence of Charlie anymore. Edward carried me to my room.
"Charlie has left. He's going to La Push. We have the house to ourselves." Edward whispered softly in my ear.
He laid me down on my bed. His shirt was off in a few seconds. My eyes widened. I knew what this meant. He was ready for this to happen. To be eternally mine. A smile pulled at my lips.
The End
