OK so, I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come, so I updating now. Thanks for reviewing cem1818 your review inspired me to do my first ever Edward's POV. I don't think its that good, but it fills in his feelings. Oh, and of coarse this chapter isn't nearly as long as the last one. But it is longer than my others so... I hope you enjoy!


Edwards POV

I stood up as Bella left my lap. I went to follow her, but Emmett held me.

Let her go.

I sighed and went to sit down on the couch. Everyone's thoughts filled my head, including my own jumbled ones.

Poor Bella. Of coarse that was along the lines of what Alice, Rosalie, and Esme were thinking.

Emmett and Jasper were thinking along the lines of how in the world did Bella not appreciate them doing her a favor.

Carlisle was, for some reason, blocking his mind from me.

And then of coarse were my jumbled thoughts. They were practically what everyone was thinking combined into one. How could Bella want them to be alive? They were horrid. She didn't see what they pictured in their mind, what they would do with Bella. I shook that picture out. I did not want to see that again.


Back to Bella's view

I flung myself onto the bed. I couldn't help the tears that ran down my face. I was so angry. Why couldn't Edward just let me be a vampire?

At some point the tear that ran from anger, started to pour more fluidly from me being sad. As I lay there, all I wanted was to be in Edward's arms. It was so hard to be mad at him.

Then I realized this was our first fight. Our first fight. The words rang over and over in my head. We've already have had our first fight, and we weren't even married yet.

And then I heard a soft knock on my door, and my heart started to race at just the thought of him being there on the other side. I wiped the tears off my face, but that didn't help my red eyes or cheeks.

"Come in." My voice was groggy.

As soon as the words left my mouth the door flew open, and once again I was in his arms.

"Edward…" I started to apologize.

"Shh love, I know." And then we hugged each other.

I don't know how long we sat there, me in his indian style lap and with my head on his shoulder. But I wanted it to never end. It was just by us holding each other, we knew that each other was sorry.


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