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I am impatient, so I am posting a day early. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 11-The Woman of My Dreams

EPOV

I waited all day on Saturday to hear from Bella. I missed her so much it hurt. I was incredibly worried about her and couldn't relax until I knew she was home safely—hopefully wrapped in my arms. I wanted to taste her again, I wanted to look into her beautiful brown eyes, but mostly I just wanted to hold her.

By evening time, I went out to get a bite to eat. Unfortunately, I left my phone in the car and didn't realize it until I was done with dinner and saw I had missed her call. It was late, so I drove by her house to make sure she was home and noticed all the lights were off but her truck was in the driveway. I didn't want to wake her, so I decided to wait until morning. For now, I knew she was safe.

The next morning I sent her a text to let her know what happened. I didn't want to risk waking her up early on a Sunday. About midday, I still hadn't heard from her, so I tried calling. Her phone seemed to be off, and I kept calling and texting all day. She never responded to me. I would have raced over to her house, but I had shit going on already and couldn't get away.

Sunday came and went without a word from Bella. I was starting to worry. I left my phone plugged in all day, since I was using it constantly. I was thankful that I had unlimited texting.

Monday was Memorial Day so I had the day off. I hung out around home, continuing my efforts to get in touch with Bella. There was still no answer or response. I decided, like any other weekday, to get lunch at McDonald's. When I pulled up to the menu board to place my order, I was greeted with a man's voice, which I recognized as Jasper's. I ordered my usual and was informed Bella took the day off, only he didn't know why.

No longer interested in eating, as seeing my Bella was the only reason I came, I tossed my lunch at Emmett as I retreated back to my room. I spent the rest of the day texting and calling Bella, leaving message after message. I hardly slept that night.

The next four days were exactly the same, except I had to work. It was very difficult to concentrate on my patients, and Tanya's shenanigans were not helping. Apparently the talk I had with her last week didn't make a difference. Making a mental note to have another talk with her, I spent every spare moment trying to get a hold of Bella.

Every day I went to McDonald's for lunch, throwing it away each time. Not only was I not sleeping at night, I wasn't eating either. I couldn't figure out why she wouldn't talk to me. I have tried everything. I suppose I could send her flowers, but something deep inside of me told me it would be a waste of time.

I thought we had a great time last week and really hit it off. That woman has occupied my every thought, day and night. I couldn't get her beauty out of my mind. The image of her writhing underneath me on her couch was still fresh in my mind. Her breasts were a work of art, and her kisses tasted like heaven.

It was Friday, and I decided to forget the phone at this point, and I drove straight to her house after work. I ran up her stairs and knocked on the door.

She answered the door and looked shocked. I couldn't help but notice the mental daggers she was shooting at me.

"What are you doing here?" Bella asked me, with so much venom in her voice my cock shrank into my body.

"I am here to see you, obviously. Why aren't you answering your phone? Or returning my calls or texts?"

I still couldn't figure it out. I told her how I felt, and I meant every word. I have never spoken those things to any woman, mainly because I never felt that way.

I noticed her roommate and another man leave the room, and suddenly we were alone. She still hasn't said anything; she just continued her icy stare.

"Bella, sweetie, what's wrong?"

"Don't you dare call me that! Are you serious? After what I saw, you think you can just come crawling back to me like nothing happened? I am not stupid, Edward, and I don't want this. Leave me alone!"

Bella slammed the door in my face. What. The. Fuck? What happened, what was she talking about? I had to get to the bottom of this but didn't want to upset her anymore than I already had.

I turned around, leaned against the door, and slid down. I hung my head between my knees and tried to hold the tears back. The last thing I needed was to start crying. I looked up to see a pizza delivery guy pulling in the driveway. He came up the steps; I paid him for the pizza and knocked on the door.

Angela answered, and I handed her the pizza. She looked almost as angry as Bella, yet I still had no idea what happened. I told her I had paid for the pizza, and she slammed the door shut. I would sit out here all night if I had too; she was going to talk to me one way or the other.

I started sending her text messages, not even waiting for replies.

Bella, baby. Please talk to me.

-E

Sweetheart, I don't know what I did, please tell me.

-Edward

Please, Bella! Talk to me; tell me why you are upset and ignoring me. I'm so worried about you.

xo-Edward

I am not leaving until you talk to me. You mean too much to me to give up so easily.

xoxo-Edward

Bella, please, sweetie. Talk to me, I miss you.

xoxo-Edward, your boyfriend

It wasn't working, she was still ignoring me. I could hear the TV on in the house and muffled voices. I decided to call Emmett. He passed the message on to Rosalie, who passed it on to Alice. Within a few minutes, I heard her phone ringing.

Listening to her yell at Alice over the phone, or what I assumed was Alice, brought the tears back to my eyes, and I couldn't stop them this time. I couldn't quite hear her words, but the agony I have had all week had finally caught up to me. The woman drove me crazy. I couldn't stop thinking about her, and she was all I saw when I closed my eyes. I still don't know why she has been ignoring me. The last time we spoke things were going so well.

I don't care how fast things seemed to be going, we had this…connection. I couldn't stop it, and it seemed she couldn't either. We were like two magnets that had been lost, finally finding each other and coming together with ease—complete.

I wanted everything with her. Never having felt that way before freaked me out, but I knew I couldn't fight it. We were meant to be, and I wasn't going to give up on her, or us. The tears continued to fall down my cheeks as I silently mourned the loss of my Bella. She was still my girlfriend and I still wanted her in my life.

I continued to sit on her stoop, leaning against the door. The tears had mostly stopped, but I was still heaving with dry sobs—choking on the air that I was desperately trying to draw in. That was the first time that week that I let my sadness take over me and it felt good to let it go. I still felt like a pussy, crying like that, but I couldn't live without her. Seeing her tonight, solidified my feelings for her—I loved her.

As I realized my feelings, I felt the door give way behind me. I jumped up and turned around to see Bella standing in the doorway. She was still scowling at me, but at least it looked like she was going to talk to me. I just stood there staring at her, hoping she wouldn't notice I had been crying.

"B…Bella," was all I could say. I was so happy she was willing to talk to me, but scared to death to find out what happened.

Bella stepped through the door and closed it behind her. I wanted so badly to reach out and bring her lips to mine, but I knew it wasn't the right time. She started down the stairs and I followed her. I had no idea where she was going, but I could tell she wanted me to follow her. I would follow her anywhere—for the rest of my life.

She kept walking past the side of the house and towards the woods. She still hadn't talked to me, only looking at me when she came out the door. After we had entered the woods, and had been walking a while, the thought that she was going to kill me and bury me under a tree came to mind. I chuckled internally at my random thought and focused my attention on Bella again.

She clumsily led me through the thick forest until we came to a clearing. It was beautifully covered with wildflowers and looked like something you'd see in a painting. Bella looked even more beautiful as she sat down among the tall grass—her body surrounded by the purple and yellow flowers. I walked to her and sat in front of her, both of us sitting with our legs criss-crossed.

Staring at her, she finally looked up to me. Her eyes looked so sad, it broke my heart. Suddenly, she spoke.

"Were you crying, Edward?"

I nodded, ashamed of myself.

"What the fuck do you have to cry about? You are not the one who was cheated on, you bastard!"

What? What was she talking about? I haven't cheated on her; I wouldn't even consider it, ever.

"Bella? What happened? What are you saying?"

"Don't play stupid with me, Edward Cullen. I saw you…with her!

"Who? When? Where? Bella, sweetie, I am confused. I never cheated on you."

I seriously didn't know what she was talking about. I waited for her call on Saturday, missed it, then she started ignoring me; nothing else happened.

"Saturday night, I was on my way home from Forks and I saw you crossing the street with a pretty blonde woman…" she paused as she started crying and I reached out for her. "Don't touch me!"

My face furrowed as I tried to understand what she told me. A pretty blonde? Oh shit, my cousin, Kate.

"Bella, that was my cousin. Her family was in town, so I took her out to dinner while I waited for you to get home. I was going out of my mind worrying about you!"

"So worried that you couldn't answer when I called? So worried that you had the most amazing smile on your face—both of you?"

"Sweetheart, trust me, I was worried. Somehow I left my phone in my car, and by the time I realized it, it was late. I didn't want to risk waking you, so I drove by to see that you were home safe and saw the lights out. I texted you first thing the next morning, still not wanting to wake you. But you…you ignored me all week and I had no idea why. Why didn't you tell me?"

"I saw you. You both looked so happy together, and I thought…I mean, there was no way you would ever…I am just so…plain. You are so gorgeous and way out of my league. It just…made sense and…"

I cut her off by bringing my lips to hers and kissing her with every fiber of my being—all the passion, adoration and love I could muster. She didn't fight me and she leaned further into the kiss. I missed this so much. I missed her. I loved her. I tried to tell her everything I felt with my lips and tongue.

We continued to pour our hearts out, our lips speaking words of their own. Our kisses increased in strength with each passing minute. My emotions had never felt so powerful—life changing. Everything between us felt perfect.

Why would she even think that I wouldn't want to be with her? I need to make this right; she needs to understand how I feel. Hell, I still need to understand it. I slowly broke the kiss to pull away, and we both whimpered at the loss.

I looked into her eyes, cupped her cheek in my hand and smiled at her. She smiled back. It was time to tell her—everything.

"Bella, I think we need to talk. The things you said, they aren't true. Of course I would want to be with you. You are beautiful and perfect. Nothing has ever made more sense to me in my life. You make me feel things I never thought were possible, especially for me. You don't know my history, Bella. Before we take this any further, I need to tell you about my past."

I was scared shitless to tell her about my man-whoring past, but it was the right thing to do. If I truly loved her, she needed to know. And love her I did.

"Bella, I…I am not an honorable man. I…"

"Shhhh, Edward. I know, Alice told me. When you told Emmett to get through to me, he told Alice everything and then she told me. I don't care about any of that, not anymore. All I care about is getting past this, because I can't fight it anymore."

"But, you deserve better than me. I could…hurt you. I don't want to do that. I feel so much for you, Bella, it scares me sometimes. I just wish I could tell you how I feel."

"Then show me, Edward. Show me what you feel."

The look in her eyes told me everything I needed to know. She cares about me, she trusts me, and she wants me. I think she maybe even forgave me.

"Bella, love, can you forgive me for hurting you?" I didn't care if I had done anything wrong or not, for the last week she felt that I hurt her.

"Of course, Edward. You didn't actually do anything wrong. I know that because Emmett backed it up before you even told me."

"You mean…you knew? Bella, why didn't you tell me, why did you put us through this?"

"Because, Edward, I needed to hear it from you. I wanted to know if you would tell me the truth. I needed to know I could trust you."

I audibly sighed. I scooted closer to her and lovingly kissed her cheek.

"Thank you. Thank you for trusting me, for forgiving me."

Without any warning, she jumped into my lap and straddled my hips. She kissed me and her lips parted, allowing my tongue entrance. Our tongues mingled together in a slow dance of reunion. Her exquisite taste sent my need for her into overdrive. I laid her down on the blanket of grass and continued loving her. I touched her everywhere I could reach while hovering over her torturous body.

I knew what she wanted, and I sure as hell wanted it too. The timing was still an issue and as I devoured her mouth with my lips and her breasts with my hands, I wasn't sure if I should hold off anymore.

Bella's moans spurred me on, but her hands on my cock solidified my question. I think it was time; I was going to make love to Bella, my girlfriend, the woman of my dreams.

A/N: Told you I don't like angst, I couldn't take it any longer, lol. I think they have both been through enough, don't you? Let me know if you think Bella should have talked to him or not. What do you think is going to happen in the meadow? Should they, shouldn't they? Let me know your thoughts.

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