Wow! I didn't realize that I have been away from this story for so long! MAJOR writer's block with a lot of my stories which is the reason why before I start a new story I'm going to finish most of my stories.

Anyway, the memories in this chapter are taken from the 2005 movie version of Pride and Prejudice. I am in love with Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett and I can see how they relate to Edward and Bella's complicated relationship. But I love it... Pride and Prejudice is one of my all time favorite movies and books.

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Chapter Fourteen

Midnight Rendezvous

Edward dropped me off around midnight. I had felt bad that I had fallen asleep during our "date" and even though I hated to admit it, I enjoyed his company.

Which was why I was currently in the shower having a human moment while the beautiful creature who didn't do Adonis justice was sitting in my bedroom, probably on my bed or in my rocking chair.

I wasn't ready for him to go and I had stupidly asked him to stay with me for the night. Just thinking about him caused my cheeks to turn crimson and my heart to beat rapidly.

It was like I was --

My eyes widened and I dropped my shampoo in my daze.

I couldn't be in love with Edward Cullen. Not this time around. No matter how many times we may have been together in the past I couldn't fall in love with him again. Our relationship seemed to only end in heartbreak. What if I died this time, leaving him to walk the Earth alone? Or what if he died by a nomadic vampire? What if he left me again? I couldn't bare that.

Sighing, I sunk down to the ground as the water from the shower nozzle fell over my body and washing away my tears.

I let out a gasp, tears and water running down my face as yet another memory hit me like a ton of bricks…

It was raining heavily. The scenery was beautiful even in the rain and a young couple stood underneath a gazebo, breathing heavily and glaring.

"I love you," a bronze haired boy – Edward – said to the brunette. Me. I was the brunette and we were dressed extravagantly. But Edward was different. He bore an English accent and I was sure when I spoke, I would too. "Most ardently. Please do me the honor of accepting my hand."

I rolled my eyes and deepened my glare. "Sir, I appreciate the struggle you have been through, and I am very sorry to have caused you pain. Believe me, it was unconsciously done."

Edward ran his hand through his wet hair, causing it to stand up in certain places. "Is this your reply?"

"Yes, sir."

Edward's beautiful green eyes darted in different directions before resting back on my face. "Are you…" he hesitated, chewing on his bottom lip. "Are you laughing at me?"

"No."

"Are you rejecting me?"

"I'm sure that the feelings which, as you've told me have hindered your regard, will help you in overcoming it."

"Might I ask why, with so little endeavor at civility, I am thus repulsed?"

"And I might as well enquire why, with so evident a design of insulting me, you chose to tell me that you liked me against your better judgment!"

The image faded slowly, leaving us glaring at each other. Each one hurt but neither admitting it. But then, another image hit and it seemed much, much happier…

"How are you this evening, my dear?" Edward whispered. He took my hand in his and brought it slowly up to his lips, kissing it. His green eyes shined with love and devotion.

"Very well," I answered with a sigh of content. "Although I wish you would not call me my dear."

Edward laughed, his grin reaching up clear to his eyes. They sparkled like stars. "Why?"

"Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about something."

"What endearments am I allowed?"

"Well let me think…" I teased. I bit my lip to appear as if I was in deep thought. "Bella for every day. My Pearl for Sundays and…" I giggled. "Goddess Divine… but only on very special occasions."

Edward's eyes narrowed and his eyes turned lustful. The way he was looking at me caused my heart to beat ferociously inside my chest. "And what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Masen…?"

"No!" I exclaimed. I laughed at how loud I was. I half expected my parents to come running to see what all the fuss was about. "No. You may only call me Mrs. Masen… when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy."

Edward snickered, each one of us leaning incredibly close to the other. "Then how are you this evening… Mrs. Masen?" Edward leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Mrs. Masen…" Then on my right cheek. "Mrs. Masen…" Now my left cheek. "Mrs. Masen…" Finally, his lips came crashing down on my own. Pure bliss was the only way to describe it.

Those two memories were like reading something out of one of my many Jane Austen books. So similar that it was amazing.

"Bella?" Edward's musical voice called out as he opened the bathroom door. "Bella, are you alright?"

"F-fine," I stuttered. I was freezing. I hadn't even realized that the water had run cold.

Quickly, the shower door flew open and a towel was wrapped swiftly around my body. Edward bent down, with his eyes closed, and gently picked me up. "You're freezing," he whispered as he walked me back to my bedroom. "What were you doing?"

Edward sat me down on my bed and pulled my comforter over me before fluttering about my room in search of my pajamas. "Mem-memories," I replied. "England… us."

My vampire twirled around, a pair of pants in his hands, eyes wide. "England you say?"

I nodded, already feeling warmer. "One was of us arguing," I quietly replied. "You asked for my hand and I refused."

Edward chuckled and handed me my clothes. He turned around so I could get dressed. "Where have I heard that before? Seems like even then you were refusing me."

"Then there was another one… and I think… I think we had just become engaged. You were calling me Mrs. Masen." I pulled on my shirt. "You can turn around now."

Edward turned around and sat down on my bed before pulling me into his lap. "You're much more accepting now then you were earlier."

"I'm starting to accept that I can't outrun fate," I answered. "No matter how hard I try to do so."

"Do you love me… at all?"

"I'd rather not say, Edward," I said turning away from him. "Because if I did admit to loving you, like I did so long ago, you'd just leave me again."

"I'd be a fool to do that, Bella," Edward whispered. I shivered in content as he brushed my hair with his fingers then placed a soft kiss on my collarbone. "If you were to love me and give me your entire heart, I would court you for another year then marry you and then turn you. No backing out this time."

"What about turning me and then marrying me?"

"I still stand on you marrying me first, Bella." I opened my mouth to argue but he placed his cold hand over it. "Hear me out for once. You're not like other women. You're not one for settling down but I guarantee that if I changed you first, you would regret it later. Your father would not be able to walk you down the aisle. Last time he had died before hand, Bella. Don't you ever want this chance?" He sighed. "I'm going to move my hand away now. No yelling alright?"

I nodded as he moved his hand away from my mouth.

"You're right. I would regret it… before I – I ended up with Bri-Brian… Charlie did die. I want him to be on my arm and if we did get married, I want to do everything that I wouldn't do over ninety years ago. I want Alice to plan it and I want to go all out. Hair, makeup, dress... everything."

"And a new vehicle?"

"My truck runs fine and it's not noisy either."

"But if you're going to be a Cullen, you'd need tinted windows to keep your skin from sparkling."

"Edward," I growled.

He chuckled and this time placed a kiss on my neck, grazing his teeth gently across my flesh. "It'd be a pity if such a beautiful truck had an accident."