A/N:

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He pulled me in for another kiss and I swooned at his touch.

The minute he vanished, reality sunk in.

BPOV

What had I gotten myself into? I must be crazy. His words were cryptic and only ended up making me even more frustrated and confused. I didn't like being confused.

And then all that jazz about him coming for me? What the hell did that mean? Fuck, all I wanted was some answers. Is that so hard to ask for?

I felt like screaming.

I didn't know what I was doing any more. When Edward was here, I felt safe and protected, I felt whole and complete. But the minute he leaves, my whole world comes crashing down. How fucked up is that?

My whole body called out for Edward's touch and somewhere far back in my mind, I recognized Edward. My soul called out to Edward; I felt as if I had known him my whole life.

It was unnerving.

I couldn't think straight. My thoughts were a jumbled mess and I just wanted to crawl into bed and forget everything that had happened today.

I had never felt this way before toward anyone--not even Jacob, and I had known him since I was 17.

It just wasn't natural that I felt this way.

It couldn't be natural to feel this connected with Edward after only 2 days of talking with him, knowing him.

Gathering my wits about me, I retreated into my bathroom and proceeded to take a shower. I felt dirty and I was exhausted.

Walking in the bathroom, I reached in the shower and turned the knob halfway between cold and hot, furthering the knob toward the hot section. I needed something to take my mind off of him.

Thinking of him made my head hurt because I missed him so much.

Stripping off my clothes, I stepped in the shower and let the water run over my tired body, the hot water instantly helped soothe my aching muscles. Sighing, I just stood under the water, letting it wash the dirt off my body, taking with it Edward's scent.

I missed him terribly and I couldn't get him off my mind. I tried thinking of my job, of Jacob, of anything but Edward, but I couldn't do it. All of my thought reverted back to him.

My stomach knotted in pain and I felt like throwing up. I felt like I was never going to see him again, like he wasn't here anymore. I needed him with me now. I needed to hear his voice, needed to feel his touch to reassure me that he was still here and not gone from the world.

Panicking, my mind called out to him. Edward! He couldn't be gone; there was no way. I felt like crying.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I felt faint; I was in a daze. Shoving open the shower curtain, I fell out and ran out of the bathroom. I stumbled into my room and collapsed in the floor. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. I just knew it.

The pain in my stomach got worse and I called for Edward in my mind again. Where was he? Why wasn't he answering me? Something had to be wrong with him. What if he was hurt? Or wrose--dead? Oh, God.

Crawling up off the floor, I ran outside and onto the balcony that over looked the apartments. I looked down at the cold, hard pavement. Standing up on the railing, my hands let go and only my feet were holding me from falling.

I couldn't live without Edward. I loved him too much.

Suddenly, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and turn me around into a body. Looking up, I knew that it was Edward.

I threw my arms around his neck and breathed his scent into my senses, savoring his smell, comitting it to memory.

"Edward." I sobbed, happy that he was ok, slightly hysterical. "Edward, I thought you were gone. Don't ever leave me again. I can't take it."

Crying in his shirt, I felt Edward rubbing circles on my back, trying to soothe me.

"Shhh, love. Don't cry, please. I hate seeing you cry. I'm alright, see? There is no need to cry. I'm here. I'll never leave you again." He said, tilting my chin up so I could look at his face.

He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me softly, gently. I eagerly accepted his kiss and threaded my fingers in his soft hair, needing to feel all of him, to know that he was all here and in one piece.

He pulled back and smiled softly at me. "Why were you so upset?" he asked me, rubbing a strand of my hair between his fingers.

"I-I thought you were gone. I was worried." I sputtered, looking down at my feet, a blush spreading across my face.

He chuckled softly. "Well I'm here now, so there is no reason to worry. And I think you need some clothes on. Or you could go without them. I prefer you without them, but it's your choice entirely." he said, a grin of his perfect face.

The blush deepened further and I looked up at him again, embarressment at him for noticing me, and anger. "Well you shouldn't be looking. You knew I didn't have clothes on, yet you let me hug you and everything."

He laughed again; a deep melodic sound that I could never stop listening to. Caught up in my own thought, I didn't realize I was still naked and in his arms. Pulling back, I instantly missed his touch.

I reached my arm out and touched his arm, needing to feel his skin on mine.

Fear ran through my body, as I thought that when I went into the bathroom that he would leave me. And I didn't want that.

I didn't know how I'd survive it.

So, I pulled him to the bathroom with me and grabbed a robe and put it on over my nude body and then led Edward back into my bedroom, still holding onto his arm.

He sat down on my bed and I crawled in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my head in the crook of his shoulder.

Edward snaked his arms around my waist and held me close, his arms like a cage around me.

We sat like that for a few minutes, just holding each other, treasuring his closeness, both of us silent.

"Edward. Can I ask you a question?" I said, my voice muffled by his shoulder.

He nodded his head and I sat up, looking him in the eye, his arms still around my waist, holding me to him.

"Why do I feel this way about you? When you left me it was like you were gone forever; like you had died. And when you didn't answer me, I panicked. Edward, I wanted to kill myself at the mere thought of you not being here. When you're gone I feel as if a part of me is missing, and when you are with me I feel whole and complete. Why do I feel this way?"

His eyes were full of love and concern. He pulled me close to him and kissed my forehead.

"You are my mate."

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I was baffled.

"What does that mean?" I asked, frowning.

"It means that you are the one for me. The other part of my soul. You are the one that was made for me. The other part of my heart. We are meant to be together." he answered simply, love still in his eyes as he watched my expression.

My heart soared at those words and I could feel it to my very soul.

"So that means what exactly?"

Edward sighed and cupped his hands around my face.

"It means that I will do whatever it takes to make you happy. Whatever you want is yours. I would do anything for you. It means I will keep you safe and protected from harm. Your life is the most important thing to me now--always. You will be mine forever. It means that I love you."

And I knew it was true.

I smiled at him and he kissed me again.

Softly. A loving kiss.

He smiled on my lips and pulled away from me.

He was beautiful when he smiled.

"I love you, Bella. And I always have. Before you ask, the reason I never came to you before, was that you were too young and everything was not in order. You see, I am a sort of king where I come from--a leader if you will. People depend on me for survival and I couldn't abandon them, but I couldn't leave you unprotected either. So, I needed to wait until things got better to come to you and make you mine. And things have gotten better, but now I need you. I have waited 3 thousand years for you and I'm not about to let you go. I never will." he stated, his grip on me tightening.

3 thousand years?

That's the only thing that registered in my mind.

He was that old?

"Yes, I am that old." He answered, smirking.

I frowned. "Isn't that a little old for me?" I asked, teasing.

He laughed. "Regardless, there will be no one else for me. Not ever. You and only you are the one I love."

Did I love him back? It was impossible. I had only known him for two days. There was no way in hell that I could love him.

I looked up at Edward.

His eyes glittered with amusement and I was sure he was reading my thoughts.

"Get out of my head." I muttered, glaring him in the eye.

"You can see in my head too, you know?"

I looked at him, amazed. "Really?" I asked, hopeful.

"Really." He replied.

I concentrated and found I could read his thoughts.

And they were all about me.

Every.

Single.

One.

His thoughts were about my safety, what he could do to make me happy and how beautiful he thought I was.

I blushed.

"You really are beautiful, love."

"I doubt that."

"Why?"

"Look at me. I'm plain and boring. Everything about me screams average." I said, pointing to myself.

"You must not see yourself very clearly then."

I laughed. "Believe me, I see myself very clearly. You must me mistaken."

"Never." He scoffed, looking haughty and superior.

It made my bones turn to mush. His very presence turned my body into goo and made me think erotic things about him.

He was so sexy and handsome and I could look at him for hours. His sparkling green eyes and bronze colored hair made him beautiful.

I looked up at him and blushed for thinking things like that and I was afraid he heard me. He laughed and I knew he did. Embarrassed, I hopped off his lap and walked over to my dresser and pulled out a bra and underwear, followed by jeans and a t-shirt.

Edward's eyebrow raised at my clothes as I started to change.

"You're going to wear those?"

I glanced at my clothes, wondering what was so bad about them. "Yeah," I replied "What's wrong with them?"

"Those are pants," he pointed out "Those are for men, not ladies."

I giggled. "Look, I know you are very old, but this is 2009, not 1405, so I can where whatever I want."

He stood up and made his way over to me, stopping next to the pile of clothes.

"What?," I asked "You don't like me in jeans?"

He leaned down in my ear, his breath tickling my skin and whispered, "That is a loaded question."

My body trembled and Edward ran his knuckle down my neck and gently pushed my robe off my shoulder, baring my bare breasts to his gaze.

I heard Edward inhale loudly and he moaned low in his throat.

Slowly, he brought his fingers to my breasts and began kneading them softly. My knees buckled and Edward had to hold me up with his other hand.

He rolled the nipple between his forefinger and thumb, making the nipple pert and taut.

This time I moaned and Edward brought his face in between my breasts and licked my nipple once.

Heat pooled in between my legs and an ache spread throughout my body.

He licked my nipple a couple more times, still rolling it between his fingers.

Abruptly, he stopped and swore under his breath.

"Wh-Where are you going?" I asked breathlessly.

He shook his head and kissed me.

He pulled away from my lips.

"I have to go, Bella. Someone keeps calling me and I can't ignore them anymore, but I will be back for you tonight. Be ready. And if you feel like you need me, just call to me in your thoughts. I will always be listening. I love you."

He kissed me on the lips once more and then both cheeks before sighing and vanishing.

Once he was gone, my heart fell and I felt ill.

Hurriedly, I put on my clothes and laid down in bed, trying to forget about Edward, so I wouldn't feel pain.

I love you, Edward. I thought, pulling the covers over my body and snuggling into the nice, comfortable bed.

I love you too, Bella. Now rest and I will come for you soon, love. I heard Edward say and then a warm, loving feeling washed throughout my body.

Yawning, I fell asleep, dreaming of Edward.

A/N:

I hope that answered some questions for you.

Next chapter is where Edward takes Bella away. But to where? Read and you'll find out! :)

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