A/N: Remember what I said about this story being fast-paced in chapter 1? And two LONG chapters in one day? Spoilt people ;P But here you go since we reached 14 reviews :D

Chapter Three:

BPOV

A month had passed and every night I snuck out to meet with Edward at the creek. He still hadn't told me why the King and his guards were after him but I have a feeling he will tell me soon, when he is ready.

Every night we would talk about different things, whether it was about how the weather was getting warmer or if it was about my childhood or Edward's childhood. I liked listening to stories that Edward would tell me about his childhood, about how he and his friend Emmett would always get up to mischief and causing lots of grief to their mothers.

He had me holding my stomach on the ground in tears of laughter one time when he told me about Emmett pulling his pants down once in school and both of them getting in trouble for it. Edward and I had also grown closer over the past month and we started to hold hands every time we would meet at night.

I feel more comfortable with Edward than I do with men in my village.

Father has still being nagging at me about finding a suitor that could be my potential husband. I have tried to look at the men in my village and picture them as my husband, and the father of my future children, but every time I try to think of someone as my husband, Edward's face comes into my mind.

I think I like him and I don't know what to do about it.

I can't very well go and ask anybody in the village because they will ask who he is. And I can't tell them that it is Black Heart. I want to tell Edward about my feelings but I'm not sure of how he will react.

Does he like me? I mean, he hasn't left yet, and he always holds my hands.

I see couples that are courting walk down the street holding hands. I'm jealous of what they have and how easy it seems for them. Every time I imagine me and Edward together I wonder how it can ever work out. He is the most wanted person in Forks Kingdom. Would we have to leave the Kingdom?

Why am I even thinking about this? I don't even know if Edward likes me.

-BC-

I waited until father had fallen asleep and took the candles and matches, closing the door softly behind me. Edward met me at the forest edge and together we walked towards the creek, our hands entwined softly by our sides.

We eventually reached the creek and sat down by the fire that Edward always has ready.

I turned and looked at Edward, his face highlighted by the glow of the fire. My stomach twisted and turned as he looked over at me, the glow of the fire turning his irises a deep shade of green.

His hand gently cupped my cheek.

"You look beautiful" he said.

I felt heat rising to my face and it wasn't because of the fire.

"Thank you" I said.

We were silent for a few minutes until Edward spoke again.

"Do you still want to know why I tried to kill the King and his guards?" he asked.

"Only if you are ready to tell me" I said.

I was burning with curiosity as to why he would try to kill the King. Most people would be burned at the stake to even be found saying a bad word about the king.

"I want to tell you. And if you don't want to be around me anymore after that I will understand" he said, ducking his head as if he was ashamed.

"I will still want you around Edward" I said softly.

The idea of not being able to see Edward every night caused my heart to ache and a burn to start in my chest. I know I only met him a month ago but I've fallen for him and gotten to know the man inside him, not the person who everyone thinks is Black Heart.

"Okay, we'll see after I tell you the story"

I nodded my head and stayed silent.

"The King killed my parents when I was younger. Abused my mother while my father was forced to watch. I was hidden under the staircase at the time, watching, and hearing as she cried out yet I was but a defenceless boy at that time, I hadn't learnt the skill of the sword yet and I couldn't help her. My parents told me to stay hidden and I did, not understanding why the king wanted to kill them. I watched as the King let the guards have their way with her, then killed them both"

As he told the heartbreaking story, tears formed in my eyes and I hugged myself closer to him, trying to offer him comfort in the only way I knew how.

"From then I had hated the king with a passion. I wanted revenge!" he stood up, pacing around the fire.

I stayed silent, letting him tell his story.

"I trained up as a swordsman and an archer, training everyday to hone my skills. I joined the king's guard a few years back. And when I got close enough, I killed every single guard in that room. I almost had the king. Could almost feel the blade slice through his neck"

He paused, looking over at me. He was panting from building up so much emotion over this.

"Continue" I said softly.

He needed to tell this to someone as I could see it was eating him up inside.

"Instead of just killing the king, I took my time, explaining to him who I was and why I was going to kill him. While I done that, more guards had managed to come into the room. I tried to kill them all but just after fighting the rest of the guards, I was weary. They subdued me and locked me in the dungeon"

"I escaped with the help of my childhood friend Emmett after he heard about me being caught by the king's guard after my supposed 'insane' attack. He knows exactly why I done it. Rumours were spread after that and I was named as Black Heart since I apparently have no heart after killing all those guards. Wanted posters were put up and ever since then, I have been in hiding. It's been three years now and they still want me. And the king is still alive"

He finished by letting out a big gust of air, sitting down on the log opposite me and dropping his hands into his head.

He sighed really loudly.

"Here's the part where you start screaming really loudly and run back to get the village to come and kill me" he said, peeking up at me from under his hands.

I moved from my spot on the log opposite him and went and sat down next to him.

Pulling his hands onto my lap and placing a hand on his cheek, I spoke.

"You have every right to feel those feelings after what they done to your parents. Your mother especially. They had no right to violate her that way"

I looked into his eyes, trying to convey that even though he had killed, I was not going to run away from him.

"I do not like it that you have killed people but what is done is done. And I can understand why you harbour such feelings, especially seeing that happen in front of you at such a young age. No man should ever see that happen to their mother, let alone it happen at all"

By now, both hands were cupping his cheek, forcing him to look at me.

His features softened after I said my words.

He took one of my hands in his and gently kissed my palm.

"Thank you for understand Bella. And not running off to wake the village and tell them Black Heart is out the forest" he said, repeating his actions with my other hand.

Our hands were now entwined, resting on my lap.

"No matter what people say Edward, I don't believe you have a black heart"