Sorry it's been awhile since I last updated, I've been very busy lately. But I want to thank all of you that have read and reviewed my story. Sadly I don't own Twilight.
As soon as I was finished in the bathroom I literally face planted into my bed. The fresh clean sent slightly calming me, and before I knew it I was out.
When I woke my room looked…different. It was the same room but instead of lying in my small yet cozy bed I was in a huge canopy style king-sized one with pillows that you could melt into. The room was painted in a soft reddish color that gave it a peaceful, sophisticated feel.
The only things in the room was a small dresser complete with a big Victorian styled mirror hanging above it and, a large bookshelf that must have held over 50 books in it. There where thick drapes hanging in the window of a dark gold color that kept the room feeling positively isolated.
It was simple yet beautiful with an old world feel to it. But something was wrong. Even though the room was very cozy I had an eerie feeling that I had to get out of there. Just In case I got out of the bed as quietly as I could, tiptoeing over to the door and slowly going for the doorknob.
I felt like one of the stupid chicks in the scary movie that hears a noise and goes to investigate it. Then the killer jumps out from somewhere grabbing them from behind and slices their throat. Or some crazy shit like that.
Suddenly as I was about to go for the knob the door swung open with a loud thud. Standing in the doorway was most defiantly the hottest man I have ever seen. I was absolutely shocked at the God of a man standing right in front of me.
This was definitely a dream, the best dream ever. He looked to be in his early 20's. His hair was the strangest thing; a reddish brown with light orange highlights. The way it was styled made it look like he just had a good romp in the sheets. This man had the type of hair that you just want to borough yourself inside off and never leave its softness.
His jaw was chiseled and his nose perfectly straight. With his eyes such a bright emerald green that they sparkled. This man was no doubt the most fuckable man on this planet, or wherever the hell I am. I mean he had the face and built that was probably in every girls wet dream. And I was standing right by him!
I had started to un-consciously move closer to him, so close that I could feel his cool minty breath on my face. It was almost as if we had some kind of magnetic pool between us. I could definitely feel some electricity between us, along with a growing wetness between my legs.
"And just where do you think you're going?" He purred out to me, his voice sounding like smooth velvet.
"Who are you?" I managed to choke out through my stupor.
"Allow me to formally introduce myself I'm Edward, Edward Cullen. And you must be Bella." This comment snapped me out of my dazed state; I was starting to get slightly scared. Like I should be running but my feet felt like they weighed 100 pounds; I couldn't move.
"H-how do you know me?"
"Well you are living in my house." He smirked.
I felt as if my wonderful dream was turning into a horrible nightmare. I had to get out, now.
I'm sorry it's so short I've been trying to update longer chapters but I just haven't had the time to write like I've wanted to. Also I still need a beta so if anyone's interested PM me.
R&R!