Don't judge a book by its covers.
I popped on my tired elbows, looking at head board in front of me. It was made of thick oak, with light carvings of hearts. I followed the patterns with the index finger, smiling at the thought of love. The fact that it was on our headboard, was all wrong. This marriage wasn't for that. It was a simple business transaction, for children.
Beside me, Edward wriggled as he slept. It was the reason why I was awake beside him. He looked like a child, having a nightmare. I watched as his eyes twitched before opening to stare into mine. I looked away instantly. I began to trace the hearts again, ignoring the watching eyes that searched for mine.
"What are you doing?" He asked, confused and a little disorientated. I let myself smile, and let my hand drop to the mattress.
"I woke up early.. And" I didn't know how to put that I was thinking of real love. He didn't look sure of anything. So he nodded and looked at the alarm clock on his side of the bed. 5:24.
"It's almost time to face the music. My sisters want to get to know you more." Edward whispered, almost laughing to himself. He looked so friendly, it wasn't right. He was meant to be hard, strong and scary to others. But as i remembered what he said, Rosalie. I feared his sister in law Rosalie, I could tell she didn't like me. After the wedding, she gave me the deadliest stare all night.
"Is Esme coming ?" I asked. I turned around, staring at his face. I reached out, to touch his face, but I pulled back, keeping my place.
"No, its just going to be you and Alice, and Rosalie." He gave a disgusted face saying Rosalie's name. It didn't surprise me, they were cold with each other all evening. His face turned into a smile, before carrying on.
"Ignore Rosalie, that's what I do." I smiled at that, looking into his eyes. They green, brought on memories from the past.
I remember when we used to go to La Push, I used to dash into the large dark forest. Its cold, and I've got my big coat on. I remember imagining that Snow white's house was close, and I'd see the dwarfs marching up the hills. I used to smile as I see my daddy came running after me, if I was too far away. He used to say that I was the prettiest girl in the whole wide world.
"If you don't mind me asking, why don't you like Rosalie?" I ask, looking back to the wooden headboard.
"Is it really that easily to tell?" He asks rhetorically and sarcastically. I looked back to him, he didn't appear to be what I thought he would be.
"Well, we disagree on a few things." He smiled, connecting his eyes with mine. Sparks flew instantly. My skin began to boil, I could feel myself breathing louder and erratically.
"She was always a bit too vain, but my brother loves her unconditionally." He lowered his eyes to my hands. With his index fingers, I felt it trace the creases in my fingers. I felt electricity, flow through out my whole body. I wanted to feel this man, in a way I have never felt. I wanted to curl into his warm protective arms, and stay there.
" Anyway, its time for me to get ready for work, and you to finally get to know my sisters." He looked out of breath, as if he had been doing a workout for an hour. His hair seem to stick everywhere, as he brushed over it.
"Okay.." I didn't let myself look unhappy, I had no reason to be.