I was holding the most extravagant creature in the entire universe. I never wanted to let her go because I was afraid that she would disappear and I would wake up back at the pub with no tickets to the ship that brought my existence back to me.
I played the melody that I made in my head while we were at dinner. Silly Bella, she has yet to realize that chords and notes can never describe her beauty to me. She was something of the unnatural. I am usually a realist guy, but my whole course of life changed the day I first laid eyes on her.
She was in my lap and we were both on the piano bench. It looked like my message had got through. We were still in a heat of passion from our tongues colliding and battling each other. It had to have been hours since we last surfaced from air, but I could careless. I never wanted to leave her side. But all too soon she pulled up from me and buried her deep brown eyes into my conscious as if she was looking for something. I stared at her back.
"Wow," she said as she chuckled. "I don't know what came over me."
"I liked it," I stated. Hoping she wouldn't pull a Cinderella and run after the kiss or something along those lines.
"I liked it too," she smiled widely and I returned the smile right back at her. How could something this beautiful exist? More likely, how could something this beautiful and radiant belong to me?
Then it hit me. She didn't belong to me.
"Shouldn't you be getting back? It's getting late and I bet Mike is worried sick about you right now," I said unwillingly. The last thing I needed was some rich goon plotting to take me out.
"I don't want to go back! Mike-smicke," she said smiling as she pulled my hair back to get a better view of my face. I did the same to her. Wow! Beautiful!
"This is crazy," she muttered against my neck.
"Are you afraid?" Why did I ask her that?
"No. I trust it because it makes no sense," she explained.
My mind wandered to a million things at once. I couldn't believe my ears. Even though she had not said the words I could tell by the glint of her eye that she shared the same feeling as I shared for her. It was all happening so fast. I wanted to be with her for a little while longer.
"Want to go to a real party?"
BPOVHe was dragging me through unknown parts of the ship that I had never been. Naturally I would have been scared but with him all was all right. Everything seemed to pass by at lightning speed when I was with him and I had to admit. I loved that feeling. It was so exhilarating.
"What do you mean by a real party?" I asked him after we had been scurrying past the ship for a while.
"You'll see! A good old fashion third class party!" he howled. That was the first time I ever seen him act like he was having fun. I like this Edward. I also liked the Edward back in the piano room. Heck I liked Edward period. More than like actually, but I was too afraid to admit that I was in love.
Finally we stopped at a room full of dancing people without a care. Everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs and prancing around the place smiling. I smiled at all the happy faces I saw. Back at the galas everyone's expression was somber, even the children.
"So, what do you think?" Edward asked me.
"Pretty nice," I chuckled.
"Lets dance," Edward said taking my hand and pulling me off unto the floor to be apart of the loud music the musicians were playing and the other people who seemed to have lost time altogether.
"No, Edward, I seriously can't dance," I whined trying to weasel my way out of any calamities.
"Relax. You will be fine. I won't let anything hurt you," he said smiling down at me. "Not even yourself."
"Real funny," I stated holding on to him for dear life as he took the lead of the song.
Moving and dancing with Edward was like moving through space. He moved so swiftly and stayed on beat at that. He was the best dancer I ever could recall knowing. He even had Rosalie beat. We dance in silence for the first two songs. When the third one came I couldn't stand it any longer without hearing his voice.
"You know Rosalie would be real jealous right about now," I informed.
"Really," he said smiling a crooked smile down at me. My whole body shivered as I stored that mental picture in my subconscious for tonight.
"Yes, she would probably trip you up on your feet if she knew you were this good," I said chuckling at the desperate measures I knew my sister would go through in order to be on top of everything.
He stopped dancing and guided me over to a table where I recognized his friend Carlisle and Esme. They were huddled up together with drinks in their hands discussing something that made the both of them happy. I looked at them and I couldn't help but hope to see Edward and I like that in a few years. True I just met the guy, but I felt like I had known him for years.
"Are we interrupting anything?" Edward asked before he sat down.
"No, come and have a seat with us," Carlisle said. He then saw me and nearly gasped. "Why, Miss Bella, fancy seeing you here."
"Good evening, Carlisle. Esme," I said greeting them both. They both shook my hand.
"Edward, do you think that it is very wise to have her down here at this time?" Carlisle asked Edward confused. Edward shrugged at him
"She said she wasn't ready to go back," he said. "I wasn't ready for her to back neither."
At these words I could hear my heart prance. The moment it started to beat off rhythm, Esme looked up at me and smiled. She must have heard it. My blush grew apparent from my cheeks. Edward noticed it and placed his finger on my cheek.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"No," I said almost to quickly. I looked up at the stairs and saw Laurent, a man that worked for Mike, staring at me. Once he caught my eye he smiled and then fled up the stairs. So, Mike had been looking for me. Great now I was in heaps of trouble. Big trouble.
"Edward, I think I do need to be getting back before I get into trouble," I told him. He nodded then stood up to walk me out of the room.
"Mike sent one of his guys to come after me. I saw them. Maybe it isn't a good idea for you to come with me," I suggested not wanting him to get hurt
"Nonsense. I am coming with you. Mike-smicke remember?" he said letting his crooked smile hypnotize me. I nodded my head in agreement as I followed him out onto the deck.
We began making our way back up to first class. At first there was nothing but silence. It was comfortable though even though I wanted to hear his voice ring in my ears. I listened to my shoes hitting the deck wood.
"I had a great time, Edward. I really did," I said to him. He turned to look at me while he was walking.
"I had a great time also. Your lot is very interesting," he said as if he was going into his thinking process.
"Not as interesting as you," I piped up. He looked down at me with admiration across his perfect face. He stared at me for a moment or two letting me swim in the green bases of his eyes.
"Bella, there is nothing more interesting and significant than you. Not even the stars," he claimed coming to a halt at the first class door. I hated it that we got here so fast.
"It's funny. I used to think that the there was something I needed to unravel in the stars. That the immense sky set me out on a mission to discover something precious," I said recollecting my memories to him. "I don't feel that way anymore."
"And why is that?" he asked staring straight through me with his piercing eyes.
"I unraveled you."
He reached down to kiss me.
"ISABELLA SWAN!" Rosalie screamed. Damn.
Both of us turned to stare at her.
"Get your filthy hands off of her," she screamed at Edward. "You will never see her again! I will make sure of it."
As Rosalie was pulling me off I reached my hand out for Edwards. He did the same, but Rosalie's force was too strong as she pushed me through the entrance of first class.
"You'll never see her again," she howled at him as she closed the entrance door. She pushed me all the way back to the dressing room where I knew my family waited to scold me. I turned around to face all of my family. I saw Mike out the corner of my eyes. He was giving me a deadly stare that I didn't like in the least bit.
"Where have you been? Laurent told me you were down there communing with that filth," Mike spat grabbing my face forcing me to look at him.
"Well, that defeats the purpose of asking me where have I been," I spat. He turned around to face my family.
"Can we please have some privacy?" he asked them. They all left quietly. Alice gave me a soft smile.
"Don't get smart with me, Bella," he began. "I have no patience for you tonight. You have completely defied me. You will never behave like that again, and you will never see that boy again."
"I'm not some worker from one of your mills that you can command around. I'm your fiancé," I claimed with my voice rising.
"My…" he said trailing off. His anger was apparent. "Damn right you are! You are my wife my practice if not yet by law, therefore, you will honor me in everyway that a wife should honor her husband."
"Mike, I am sorry," I pleaded. I felt a blow across my face. Did that really just happen? This bastard actually hit me.
"You could have been doing something a little more useful besides running around acting like a whore for a mere gutter rat," he spat. I traced my face from where he had hit me. He was much stronger so I decided that this battle was already won. I sat there staring at him in silence.
"You are never to see that boy again. Clear?" he asked to make sure I understood.
I nodded my head so he could see that I understood.
This was all too horrible. The moment I find something worth unraveling it was stripped away from me.
