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6 - No Stopping Us

Edward

That night, when I went to bed, I'd never felt so alone. I had wished that Bella would be in my bed. But that wasn't the case. She didn't want me when she had Jake. It was even more frustrating the fact that my bed still smelt like her! It was almost like a form of torture!

When I climbed into my bed the first thing I did, was grabbing the pillow Bella'd been using and hold it to me. It smelt so much like her, it was like I could pretend she was there with me! I really wished she was! I closed my eyes and buried my head into the pillow, reminiscing the previous night and the early hour of that morning.

The way my name had fell of of her lips, moaning my name...

The way she'd felt underneath me, and around me...

The way she'd kissed me...

Our heavy breathing...

Her legs wrapped around my waist...

The way it felt to know she loved me and wanted me...

Make it stop! Make the pain stop! Lord, if you love me, please make me forget about her!I thought, this was my own fault! It only hurt this bad now I knew what I was missing. How it felt to have Bella, completly 100% Bella. Know that she was think about me and only me. Not about Jacob.

I looked over to the clock and saw that it was already one o'clock and I'd been in bed for one and a half hours, moping over Bella.

Bella... Oh how I love you! Why won't you let me love you? I groaned internally. I knew the answer to that. Even though I didn't want to admit the reason. Because she's in love with Jakie, I was furious. Why must he be happy when I couldn't be? What had I done to deserve this? When had I ever treated anybody so badly I deserved to feel as if the world was coming to an end? To feel like my heart had been ripped out of my chest?

That, I didn't know. But, I'd made my bed, I had to lay in it. No matter how much it hurt me.

I wanted to feel loved again. I wanted to feel like somebody cared. Like I wasn't alone in the world. I needed...I knew who I needed to talk too. Not to Bella. Not to Emmett. None of those people. You need to talk to a bloody therapist! I needed to talk to mum. She always made me feel better. Made me feel loved and safe. Just what I needed.

I hopped out of my bed and pulled on a pair of jeans and a shirt, packing a bag for over night and some extra clothes, not knowing how long I'd be staying there for. No matter what, I didn't want to go back there. I know I should have called first, but, I knew they wouldn't mind my sudden appearance. Also, I wanted to get the hell out of my apartment as fast as possible.

When I got out of my apartment block, I ran to my car through the pouring rain. When I got to my car, I threw my bag into the back seat and got in the front. I drove as fast as I could over to my parents house which was about a mile or two away, so it didn't take long. I saw the large house, lit by the sparse moon light, but, all the lights were out. I got out of my Volvo, grabbing my bag and sprinting for the door. Even though I ran fast, I was soaked by the time I got to the door.

I knocked on the door loudly and rang the door bell several times, making sure that I woke them up. I stood, freezing cold, shivering in the rain as I waited for one of my parents to answer the door. When the light flicked on I was thankful that soon I would be warm and dry. The door opened slightly and a saw my mother peek through the crack before the door flung open. My mother looked tired, shocked and worried all at once.

"Edward! What are you doing here? Get in quick or you'll make yourself ill!" She cried, pulling my inside. "Edward, are you okay?"

"Physically, I'm fine. Mentally and emotionally, not so much. Can I stay here? Please? Just for a couple nights? Please mum?" I pled, staring down at my mother.

"Of course you can! Now, go get changed, we can talk once you're dry," she said calmy, shoving me towards the stairs.

"Thank you mum," I whispered as I leaned down to kiss her cheek. I ran up the stairs and towards my old bedroom. When I got there, I chucked my bag on the floor and began rummaging through it, finding my PJ bottoms and a plain t-shirt because I didn't think either of my parents would like to see me walking around in boxers without a shirt. I grabbed a towel and dried my body and hair before dressing myself. I chucked my clothes and the towel in the washing basket before running back down stairs. My mum was in the kitchen. Unfortunately, so was my father. It wasn't that I didn't love my dad or that I didn't want to see him, but, what I was going to tell mum, if he knew, it could cost Bella her job. But I couldn't keep it to myself. I needed to tell somebody so I could get help! I didn't want to have to go through this all alone. It was bad enough the love of my life was getting married to another man! A man I hated well and truly!

"Hello Edward! I don't mean to be rude and, don't think I'm not pleased you're here but, is there a preticular reason you're here?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes. I want to talk to mum. Well, I need too," I explained. Dad nodded and accepted a cup of what looked like hot chocolate from my mum. He took a sip of it and placed it on the table as mum handed me one. I didn't drink it. I had more important things on my mind.

"About?"

"That's something I don't wish to discuss with you dad," I snapped. I immediately felt guilty, he'd just wanted to know if it was anything he could help with.

"You sure? Because, anything you can say to Esme you can say to me. Sometimes you need another man to help with your problems. Not a woman," He insisted.

"And sometimes you need a woman," I answered. Carlisle opened his mouth, but then shut it again and frowned slightly.

"You're not keeping secrets from me, are you? This isn't anything that would concern me, is it?"

"No dad," I lied. It would concern him. The fact a boss was sleeping with his secretary would definatly concern him.

"Good. Well, I'm going to bed. Good night, again," Dad said, kissing mum lightly on the lips. He looked me deeply in the eyes and said 'You know you can trust me with anything Edward. If you ever need me, I'll be there in a heartbeat,' then walked upstairs.

"So, what is it you want to tell me?" Esme inquires, getting straight to the point as she sat down with her own cup of hot chocolate.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know but, mum, you have to promise me that you will not repeat a single word to dad. Please I'm begging you. You'll understand why later," I rambled."Please?"

"Of course, now, why don't you sit down and tell me what has you all worked up?" Mum suggested. I sat across from her and looked down at my mug like I had found the meaning of life in there.

I sighed and closed my eyes, wishing that I was alone. I knew that I had to tell her, but, I wish I didn't. I'd feel humiliated talking to mum about how the love of my life turned me down and was getting married to another man and how I all but begged her to sleep with me! I would die from embarrassment! "I'm in love with Bella," I uttered. I expected screams and 'how could you be so stupids.' However, I didn't expect what I got.

"I know," my mother said quietly. "Is that all you want to tell me?" I shook my head, feeling tears welling as I thought of Bella. Of her looking stunning in her beautiful white dress. Walking down the isle. Into the arms of Jacob. It hurt to think about it. "What else?"

"Bella loves me too," I whimpered.

"That's a good thing!"

"But she's still marrying Jacob," I concluded, looking up at Esme. She looked at me, obviously feeling sorry for me.

"Anything else?"
"I slept with her last night," I muttered, almost hoping she didn't hear.

"Edward Anthony Cullen! You slept with an engaged woman? Not only that! You slept with your secretary and your best friend too! Edward this is not good! I thought we raised you to be a gentleman!" Esme scolded.

I groaned. "I know, I know. But I was hoping that would help her realise she's making a mistake and that she should be with me. But, when I woke up she was gone. And now, everything in my apartment make me think of it. I can't escape and it hurts, mum, it actually hurts. Not that I can't have her. But that she doesn't remember me. And that, even though she loves me, the love I return will never be enough for her to pick me over Jacob. Mum, what should I do?" I yelped, the tears falling now. I hated crying, but Bella was my future and my life, how was I going to stop the wedding?

"This Jacob, what has he got that you haven't?"

"The ability to have a future and a relationship without having to hide it or lose his job. Charlie and his dad's best friends. Charlie likes him. Bella loves him. Jacob was the first to talk to Bella when she found out Charlie had cancer," I listed.

"And what do you have Jacob doesn't?"

I smirked. Jacob always thought he was. But he was wrong. "I was her first kiss."

"But you met her 7 months ago, how could you be her first kiss?" Esme interrogated seeming completely confused. I smiled and began my explaination.

"First year of summer camp. I came home obsessing over a girl who was called..."

"Bella..." Esme finished, dazed. "This has got to make Bella realise that you two are like star crossed lovers. I mean, even Jacob can see that no doubt, that's why he's marrying her so you can't get her!" I rolled my eyes. My mother was a little crazy. And I use the word little loosely. "I can promise you, by the time you wake up tomorrow morning, I'll have started fixing everything. Bella will be yours in no time," Esme said certainly.

"Yeah. Good luck with that," I muttered. I took my hot chocolate and started heading for my room again. "Thanks mum. And, remember..."

"Don't worry I won't tell your father," she sighed and grabbed the house phone, dialing a number. "Night honey."
"Night."

My dreams that night would class as nightmares to me, and I could only remember little bits of it. I was glad I did only remember little parts. It would have hurt more if I knew the whole thing.

The vicar standing there at the end of the aisle. Bella, looking radiant in her dress. Every bodies smiling faces. "I know pronouce you, Mr and Mrs Cullen," he'd said. And that's what hurt badly. That, I wouldn't ever be able to call her Mrs. Cullen. Dancing with her. Holding each other. Swimming together at Isle love to her on the first night of our honeymoon, and every night after that. Sleeping with her beside me. It was painful.

"Edward! Edward honey, you need to wake up!" Esme cooed, shaking my shoulder lightly. I faked that I was still sleeping. "Edward!"

"That's not how you wake the boy up! Watch and learn," Carlisle groaned walking up to my bed and stopping. "Edward, if you don't wake up right now, you can kiss your car goodbye."

"I'm awake! I'm awake!" I cried, sitting both up right in my bed.

"Good. Now, get your ass downstairs. There's someone here to see you," he informed me before striding out of the room.

"Who is it? How do they know I'm here?" I questioned, frowning slightly.

"Just go downstairs," she demanded. I obeyed, knowing that it was best not to argue.

When I got to the stairs. I saw the one person I wanted to see most, and least at the same time. Bella.
"Hey," she whispered. I walked slowly down to join her, relishing the moments I could look at her. Her hair was smooth, her jeans were low on her hips and fit her like a glove, her top was tight and fitting, letting me see each of her curves; She was beautiful.

"Hi, how did you know I was here?" I said as I approached her, standing less than a metre away. She looked up at me with a big smile on her face. I had to return it.

"When you need some place to go, when you don't come to my house, you come here," Bella answered. Was I really that predictable?

"And, why are you here?" I asked abruptly, seeming almost rude.

"I need to talk to you," she replied in happy tone. "The weddings off! I can't go through with it when I'm in love with you Edward. Screw Charlie, cancer or no cancer. I want you, and it's my life, why should I do something I don't want and stop myself being happy? So, me and Jacob are over. There's nothing to stop us! We can be together!" Bella cried ecstatically. I threw my arms around her and lifted her up of the ground, spinning her round in circles as I bear hugged her.

"And the company rules?"
"Carlisle said he would make an exception if we kept our relationship strictly professional during work hours. So, we're fine! We all clear!" Bella squealed. I suddenly felt like everything was sunshine, lollipops and rainbows! We could be together.
With all the passion, love and desire I felt for her, I kissed her, long and hard, silently vowing to never let her go. Because, when she was with me, I was truly home and, no matter where I was, I would always be home, if she was by my side.

It was set in stone.
Me and Bella were forever.

The End!!!

Yeah right! Don't I wish. This wasn't the end. Hell this wasn't even the beginning. This was not game! Games were meant to be fun! This was hell! Because, one second after my lips met Bella's...

"Edward!"

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