Ok people, there has been a lot of concern that this is a James and Bella story. Well part of that is true, but there will still be Edward and Bella scenes as well, so don't you worry, because they are coming along sooner than you think. Also, if you want to check out my other story, what if he never came back? Then feel free. I am not going to complain.
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"Bella, you are going to get sunburn if you don't put on any sun-block," Edward said sternly. We were sitting on a sandy beach. I was laying on my back and he had just leant over my body, blocking the sun.
"I won't, not if you keep leaning over me like that," I giggled trying to push him off. He laughed.
"Well lets see who wins this fight. Shall we?" he mocked. I sat up slowly . He smiled smugly. The second he used to turn around, I had gotten up and run two steps to the right. When he turned around, he saw me standing up. He looked confused and had a laugh on his face.
"Yes Edward dear let us see who wins," I bowed quickly.
"Bella, I am just trying to look after you,"
"Well you'll have to catch me first," I ran towards the ocean.
"Right Bella, you wanna play ball. Let's play," I heard him yell. I giggled as I jumped over a little kids sandcastle. I reached the water, I turned around, there was no sign of him. Ha! I sat down so that my head was submerged underwater. When I rose up above it, I looked out to the horizon. It was a beautiful sunny day. I sighed. Then I felt a pair of arms around my waist. I turned around quickly. It was Edward. I smiled. He tutted at me, in a joke like way.
"Now ,now Bella. You have been very naughty. You have to be punished," He shook his head. I suppressed laughter.
"Well what is my punishment then?" I smiled, smugly.
"Oh I think you know," his face got closer to mine
"You do ,do you?" I leant in a little more
"Oh yes." our noses were now touching each other.
"Well I have been very bad," and our lips met. It was like ice and fire, love and hate, hot and cold, wet and dry as my fingers wrapped into his bronze hair. It was too good to be true.
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My eyes snapped open. It had been a dream. Well, it had happened, but many months ago. It was just a dream, recognising what I had been wishing to happen in my subconscious. I looked around. It was bright. Too bright. I looked at the clock, 09:50. I sighed in discomfort, well I wasn't going in today, but it felt strange to be back. I looked at the photo again, with Edward and I in the water, kissing. Taken by a kind Rosalie who had been there also. I sat up. My suitcases sat in the corner. All six of them, my luggage had grown in three months. I started at 10am. In most of them, there were clothes, souvenirs and shoes. But in one of them, it was packed with photos and dvds, dvds that I had created. When I was at Murphy's. How I missed Ireland. Something I never thought possible before I went there. My Grandparents who I had grown much closer to over the weeks I had spent there. I put them in a pile in the corner, where nobody would ever see them. I threw a blanket over them. Pleased with my work I sat on my bed. 14:45 . Uhh. I flopped onto the bed. I tossed onto the other made no difference. It wasn't going to change anything. I sighed and stood up. I went to the French patio doors and opened them. The hot sun beat down upon my pale skin. I placed my hands on the cold marble. If I looked to the right, I could see James' house and Alice's balcony. Could they see over to me? My thoughts were interrupted by a small knock on one of the patio doors. I looked around it was my mother. I smiled wearily as she came out, bradishing two glasses of lemonade.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I shrugged.
"I don't think they are worth that much," I sat down on a patio chair, mum sat down opposite me.
"What's up baby girl?" she stroked my cheek, thoughtfully. I smiled.
"Nothing, I just came out here for some time to think," I touched the top of my glass. She chuckled. She took a sip out of her glass, then placed it on the table. She took a deep breath.
"Bella, did I ever tell you when your father and myself split up?" she looked down at her wedding ring. I shook my head , I had never heard this story before and she knew it. "Well you know your grandfather, Charlie. You know he was in the army. He got transferred a lot when I was younger. But when I hit my teenage years, we had settled down in a small Washington state, called Forks. That was when I met your father. I was fourteen, he was sixteen. I was a feashman and he was a sophomore. I had seen him one time and the next thing I knew, I had this huge crush on him. Hoping to see him where I went. It was at the end of my freshman year that we got together. Much to dad's distain. Scared him half to death that first time he saw him." I laughed. The thought of Grandpa Charlie, putting down my dad a peg or two, when he was only sixteen.
"What did Dad do?"
"He was sixteen, and unusually respectful. Anyway, we went out until the summer after Sophomore year, the year I turned sixteen, he was seventeen. That's when Dad got word that he was going to be transferred again. This time to Alaska. It broke my heart. We only had two days notice. When I told your father. We had our hugest argument ever. He was afraid that I would meet somebody else. He broke up with me the night that we left. I cried and cried for weeks. He didn't call, he didn't write. He didn't want to. We were up there until the spring break senior year. Then dad was transferred back to Forks. I dreaded going back. Because he would be there. But then I realised that he would be at college."
"But Mum, you got back with him. Or else we wouldn't be here would we?" I took a sip of my lemonade.
"Yes but you don't know how.I was in the shop, picking out some fruit for Mum and Dad. And there he was. Behind the counter, with my back to me. I stayed very quiet. But when he turned around, he dropped the apple in his hand." she laughed at the memory. "that night, there was a tapping at my window, and it was him. We got back together that night, and apart from the rest of that semester, we were never separated. I had Emmett when I was 19, Jasper when I was 20 and you when I was 22. I was a yummy mummy," she chuckled.
"But mum, don't you ever think that you and Dad were not meant to be together? I mean you were so young," she frowned.
"I love your father deeply, I always have and I always will. You three were our blessings and we count them everyday.
"Mum, why did you tell me this story?"
"Because I see in you, what I went through all those years ago," she stroked my cheek yet again, with undeserved affection.
"How Mum, our situations are completely different?" I shrugged her off.
"Are they? People we thought that we loved, let us down when we needed them the most we ever had. Are we really so different?" she smiled to herself.
"Mum, Me and Edward aren't you and dad,"
"I never said you were,"
"We are not going to have a happy ending, like you and dad did," I warned.
"Won't you?" I frowned, " If you think so bluebell, then who am I to argue?" she stood up. She looked like she was about to leave when she spoke.
"I didn't put mine away either," she paused. "The stuff I got from Carlisle, I left it out. I was angry and tried to forget about him, but I didn't want to forget about him. You know?" I laughed, trying to make a joke out of it. But she was right. I sighed.
"What's for dinner Mum?" I changed the subject quickly.
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"Honestly Alice, stop stressing about it. You are going to sit next to your boyfriend at lunch. Don't go feeling sorry for me." It was the following afternoon, just before lunch at school. Alice frowned.
"Bella, if anything, Edward should be moving, not you," she muttered.
"If my brothers can forgive him, then so can I. Don't you agree?"
"I suppose so."
"And do you really think that I want to spend my lunch time with my brothers and their girlfriends?" I laughed and nudged her in the ribs. She laughed. We entered the cafeteria. The table was empty. With just Rosalie sitting there. She waved me over there, I queued up for my food, and five mintues later, she was still there. It was still deserted and Alice and I walked over there. Followed by Angela who sat down next to me.
"Where are the guys?" Alice asked.
"God knows. Maybe it's about baseball tryouts? They all went didn't they. Jake, Ben, James, my brothers, your brother." I started attacking my salad.
"Hmm, maybe but it looks like we are about to find out," Anglea pointed over my shoulder. My brothers, James, Jake, Ben and Rose's brother walked through the door. I turned around and James caught my eye. He smiled and practically ran over here.
"So Jay, how did it go?" I asked. He laughed.
"You're looking at Liberty Prep's newest Baseball co-captain!" he whispered. I jumped out of my seat and threw my arms around his neck.
"That is fantastic news! I can't belive it. Best friends with the captain of the Baseball team, and you the best friend of" I whispered the next three words.
"Really, Bella ,that is great news. When's the first?"
"Baseball game, the first game of the season!" I finished his sentence with my answer. I squealed with delight. "Who else made the team?"
"All of us, we all made it!" he laughed , "Emmett's the other captain." he pointed to my brother as he walked over to us, wearing his sport jacket already, with the huge letter 'L' emblazoned on the back of it.
"Figures."
"We should probabley go and sit down, over there," Angela said as she had noticed who else had walked in the door. Edward, smirking to himself, holding a baseball. I sighed, I got up slowly and walked across the cafeteria to a booth. I sat on the inside, James followed and sat next to me and Jake next to him. Angela and Ben sat opposite us. I didn't really pay attention to what happened that lunch, I stole glances ever now and again to Emmett's table. He was laughing and had his arm around Rose. I laughed bitterly. The bell went and I headed off to English.
"So will you give me a ride home later after baseball practise?" James asked as we entered the English building.
"Of course Jay, I will be staying late anyway. All us girls will," I smiled. Then something caught my eye suddenly. I stopped, "Jay you go on, I'll see you there, save me a seat," he looked at me funnily but waved me goodbye. I took a deep breath and I walked over to the door. It was open. Like it was that day. I pushed it open, it had remained relatively unchanged. There it was. I closed my eyes and remembered the memory… "I am not going to loose you again…" I looked around at where Mike had held me captor for an afternoon. I chuckled silently then stepped out of the supply closet. When I closed the door, in the corridor, there on the floor, was a blonde girl with long blonde hair covering her face, which lay on her knees and her arms wrapped around her legs. She was sobbing. There was nobody else in the corridor. I walked over and lightly touched her shoulder. She stopped crying abruptly and lifted her head. Her eyes were a beautiful blue but her eyes were all red and puffy.
"I'm sorry, I thought that nobody was in here," she looked at the abandoned corridor. She was new, at least I had never seen her, she looked to developed to be a freshman but she could be a junior.
"It's ok. I went somewhere for a while, I just thought that you needed a friend, you were crying a lot. I'm sorry, it's none of business. I just thought that you were upset." I wiped away a few of her tears.
"It's okay, it's fine. I'm just not used to it yet," she sniffled on her sleeve.
"What happened? You looked pretty beat up about it," I smiled, as she stood up fully. Showing she was at least 6'8".
"It's just my dad, he makes us come to school. Even after what happened over the summer. He's a moron." she laughed. "My sisters and I. Kate and Irina."
"What happened?" I stroked her hair slowly out of her face. She gestured to go to the ladies room, I followed her into it. She looked into the mirror.
"My mum died. In a car crash. She was out getting some groceries. She was run down by a drunk driver." she laughed bitterly. " Her and my baby brother, Vasili. She never liked the way that I dressed. I grew up, growing to respect myself." she got out her brush.
"I'm sorry," I said, not really knowing what to say in situations like this. But she grew up like did.
"It's okay. I just don't like it when people slag off me. Or when a certain member of my family, takes up a girlfriend." she brushed her hair more vigorously now.
"Your dad?"
"Hell yeah, but it's not all bad. My boyfriends been excellent through it." she sighed as she said that sentence. I smiled, as I recollected how Edward had been my saviour when things had gotten tough. "I should probably call him. He likes to know." she whipped out her phone and began texting frantically. I envied this girl. She had a loving boyfriend that cared about her unconditionally. I empathized with her because she had lost two loved ones. Like I nearly had. I looked at my watch. I had missed the whole of 5th lesson. On my first day back. I was so screwed.
"listen are you ok? I'm sorry I off loaded all of this shit onto you but I couldn't take it anymore." I just nodded.
"It's Ok sweetie. You ever need to talk then come look me up" I smiled. "But hey, I didn't catch your name, what is it again?"
"Oh it's…" she started but we were interrupted by a males voice that suddenly burst through the ladies room door.
"Tanya? Sweetie I got your text, are you Ok? Bella? What are you doing here?" He asked as he went to comfort his girlfriend. I was speechless. I couldn't believe it. This tired, upset, frightened girl was the 'Hussy' that had stolen my boyfriend. I refused to believe it.
"Wait, oh my gosh. You're Bella? Bella ,Bella?"
"Actually my name's Bella Marie but you know if it makes you feel better." I frowned. I stared at the floor. I was not going to cry.
"Bella? Are you ok?" Edward asked. He had his hands around her waist, like he used to have with me. It wasn't Tanya's fault and I wasn't going to make it hers. Just his. I opened my eyes.
"Yes Edward, I am perfectly fine, now if you'll excuse me, I have to go. I guess I will see you later Tanya," I said as I brushed past Edward. I left them behind until I found James. He looked concerned as I threw my arms around his neck and burst into tears…
