A/N: I'm sorry it took so long, it was a hard week for me. I was banned from the comp!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
TS: Bella was changed (into vampire). Her power was that she can make people trust her, and something strange is that she can still blush. Alice one day won't let Bella into Edward's room. They go shopping in an embarrassing store called Cops and Robbers.When Bella finally can go into Edward's room, she sees that he has set up a romantic mood. Edward tries to…"you know" with Bella, but she hesitates (hence the name of story.) Bella then distances herself from Edward to understand why she had stopped. She finally concludes: She was still scared that she might push Edward too far. Edward reassures her that it would never happen. They do It (hehe.) Then, Bella and the Cullens go to a lake for two days. There, Rosalie suddenly starts becoming a bitch (sorry for the language) to Bella. Rosalie tries to kill Bella. Charlie dies, unfortunately. Bella and Edward have to leave to another town because Rose has become a huge threat. And that brings us to where we are now…
(TS was made up by Twink2214 and used in her story Unwillingly Spoiled. Btw, it is a GREAT story, so read it!)
The sun was now fully up in the sky, shinning brightly over us. Maybe Sequim was different than Forks. Edward was lying in the sand, the sun washing over him. His skin sparkling magically, making me want to pinch myself, making sure it isn't a dream.
"Why don't you come and sit with me?" Edward suddenly sat up, shocking me. I found that I was sitting a few yards away from him. I scooted a little closer, but that didn't satisfy him. He quickly got up and then brought me back to where he had been sitting. He laid down and then pulled my shoulders back, making me use his shoulder as a pillow. All of this was in one swift motion.
"Aww, that's better." Edward exhaled, making me smell his unique aroma. It filled my lungs, making me smile with happiness.
Edward and I planned that today and tomorrow we would stay here in Sequim. Then, tomorrow night, we would go back to Forks to face Rosalie.
The wave of the ocean came unsuspectingly to where Edward and I were sitting. It brought me back to the real world from my thinking.
"Oh!" Edward and I both said at the same time. I jumped up and backed up, not wanting to become wetter. But Edward, he just ran toward the water. He looked like a model, running down a beach. I could almost imagine it in slow motion. Once he hit the water, (with a big smack) he called my name.
"Bella, why don't you come in?" He yelled toward me. I smiled and shook my head, not wanting to have soaking clothes.
"Please?" Edward pleaded. I was happy that I wasn't near him, or I'm sure that his persuasive beautiful eyes would have made me say yes.
"No, I'm just fine here." I said. I heard Edward huff in disappointment and start trudging his way back to me. I backed up, shaking my head. No way was he going to get me in that water.
"I will just force you to come in. Now come on!" Edward warned.
"No, please. I don't want to go in." I said in a serious tone, but that didn't stop him at all. Actually, he quickened his pace. He got to me just as I was running up the porch steps of the old house, trying to escape him. Just as I was about to turn the doorknob, Edward's body was there.
"But…how could you…." I rambled. He wasn't there a second ago!
"If you're not going to come in the water with me, we can do something else." Edward shrugged. I gasped in mock horror. He actually was listening to what I wanted again!
"Hmm…. what do I want to do?" I pondered, rocking my body side to side. Edward scowled, not happy he had given me the choice. "Let's just lie down." I said after much deliberation. He shrugged and sat on the sand under a tree next to the house.
"No, you have to go change your clothes." I shook my head, smiling at Edward who was saying something under his breath. He got up and ran inside quickly, and in seconds he was back out. Before I knew it, I was in his arms, lounging in the shade of the tree. Edward laid down and then pulled me down. I smiled and snuggled closer to his dry clothes.
"You know what?" I whispered after a moment of silence.
"What?" Edward responded. I could hear the smile in his voice.
"I'm getting better at this whole rejecting thing." I said.
"Rejecting? Me, you mean?" He asked, shifting slightly beneath me.
"Yeah. Before, when you asked me to do something, there were no arguments by me. It was nearly impossible to argue with you. But, as you can see, I can now argue almost every time." I explained.
"Well, I don't like it." He disagreed. "But, I know you still have problems sometimes." He added, making me cross my arms.
"Yeah, so what?" I whispered my brilliant defense back at him. He saw he had won, so he pulled me closer.
"Bella, you know that you have the similar affect on me. I mean, whenever I'm around you I can barely keep my mind straight. But when I'm touching you," Edward paused. He was being serious. "When I'm touching you, it is impossible to think. The only thing I can think about is you."
I smiled at his confession. "Well, we are on the same boat then. But it never seems like that. You always seem fine with coherency around me." I pointed out.
"Bella." He shook his head. I looked up to see him smiling, "I thought you were the observant one." He kissed the top of my head. I just shrugged and moved myself on top of him. I put my legs on both sides of him and leaned down, meeting his lips. He smiled before we started kissing. And when we did, it was heaven.
Edward kissed me back, making my insides turn inside out and then back again. He would sometimes shortly leave my lips, whispering words. One time he said, "My Bella. I love you more than you can imagine." He whispered.
"Edward, you don't know anything." I had whispered back before he came back to my lips, chuckling a little.
After for what felt like a century of kissing Edward, (and I'm not complaining) we stopped. I had looked at him questioningly, with a little hurt written on my face.
"It's dark." He pointed to the sky.
"Oh." I said and got up from on top of him. He put his had on the small of my back and led me back into the house. I sat in the old kitchen in silence while Edward roamed around, looking in cupboards and shelves.
"What are you looking for?" I finally asked.
"There weren't pillows on the bed, and I looked everywhere. Except, that is, the kitchen. But who keeps pillows in kitchen cabinets?" He asked as he gave up and sat down next to me.
"I don't know." I answered his question, "But why do we need pillows?" I asked.
"Well, I want to lie down comfortably." He shrugged and pulled me over to his lap. We sat there in silence, not saying a word and just thinking about everything happening. Charlie, he was on my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about all the nice things he had done for me. Buy me a car, (even though it was horrible) let me move in with Edward, and be so kind and thoughtful toward me. He was the perfect father, if only I had seen it earlier.
The other thing that was in the corner of my mind the whole day was Rosalie. I wanted to know what would happen when we came back to Forks, and how Rose would act. I couldn't believe she actually wanted me dead! It seemed so strange and foreign. I was absolutely I had never said one foul word to the whole time I knew here, so it didn't make sense that she wanted me dead. I felt Edward move underneath me and I got up instantly, not wanting to be in his way.
"Whoa." He whispered. I think he was shocked by my quickness. "Sorry to scare you, but I was just going to suggest we go for a walk." He offered.
"Sure." I smiled happily. I liked the beach and ocean at night, it was beautiful. We walked at human pace out of the door and down the stairs. I was expecting that by walk, he meant run at vampire speed, but as Edward started striding ahead of me at a normal pace, I was confused.
"Not fast?" I asked. I was secretly happy. Even though I liked the fast and exhilarating run, I preferred to walk slowly and savor the gorgeous ocean while it lasted.
"Let's just walk." Edward said quietly and grabbed my hand, pulling me to walk next to him. We walked by the waves, and they hit us at times, making me laugh and cringe. Edward seemed to have almost no emotion on his face as he walked. He looked straight forward and just kept walking. The only reasons I knew he was still alive was that he was walking and he would occasionally squeeze my hand in a protective way. After a while, I got annoyed at his silence.
"Edward?" I asked quietly. He just turned his head and looked at me, his eyes shining in the moonlight. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, darling. Everything is perfectly perfect." He said, taking his other hand and cupping my face. I stopped walking and he did also. I slowly sank down and he did the same, following my lead. I sat cross-legged across from him and stared intently into his eyes, and then at our hands that were holding each other.
"What are you thinking?" Edward asked, putting his head into one of his hands.
"Nothing." I said quickly and instinctively. But then I thought about it and I decided to tell him. "I'm thinking about Charlie. I'm thinking about Rosalie. But most of all, I'm thinking about you."
"I know that Charlie will be on your mind for a long time, but soon, you will decide will stop thinking about him constantly. You'd only think of him when something reminds you of him or when you just want to visit him again. You can always talk to him, just close your eyes." He said and I nodded, understanding, "And about Rosalie, please don't worry. I'm going to be there the whole time."
"I'm not worried, I'm just trying to figure out what is happening. I'm really confused about her feelings." I interrupted him.
"So am I." Edward agreed, "And about thinking about me…" A sly grin spread across his perfect face and I batted my eyelashes cockily, "Think all you want about me. I like it." He said, leaning a little closer to me.
"You like it?" I asked in a silky voice and leaned in. Now I could see what he meant that I had the same affect on him as he did me. His head swayed a little after I said this and his eyes glazed over, making him look dreamy.
"I like you." He finally recovered from his dreamy state and I giggled slightly, "Actually, I love you. No, wait, that isn't a good enough word." Edward looked up, trying to find a word that would explain his feelings toward me well enough. "I need you. I want you. And most of all, I have you." He cocked his eyebrows up and down and leaned in closure. I closed the one-inch of space between us and touched his lips to mine. Edward kissed me back and held me tighter to him. His hand skimmed down my arm and then from the bottom of my leg and up. I shivered slightly under his lips; his touch was almost too much while he was kissing me. Then, I felt his light fingers trail up and down my spine. I put my hands behind his neck, pulling him closer. I loved him too much to comprehend.
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We drove in silence in the pitch-black darkness. I think Edward was driving slower because the last time we went from Forks to Sequim was not this long. It makes since that he would be going slower. He didn't want me to do this. He was too scared to let me neardanger, let alone confronting it. But at least he was listening to me for once.
Finally, the big white house came into view. Edward stopped the car and sat back in his chair.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked.
"Even if I didn't, and I do want to do this, it is too late. Don't worry, I keep telling you, I'll be fine." I reassured him. I reached for the car door handle, but he stopped me with a cold touch on my shoulder.
"Edward, we can't put it off any longer. If it makes you happy, you'll be near at all times. If anything gets out of hand, I'll just call your name."
"Okay." He said timidly, but I could tell he was convinced enough. We stepped out of the car and Edward was at my side instantly. He grabbed my hand and we walked into the house. It was dead silent.
"Edward, is anyone here?" I asked.
"No." He looked around and then started up the stairs with me at tow, "Let's go to my room." We entered his familiar room and I sat down on his couch, feeling nervous but a sense of calm at the same time. Anytime Edward is in the room, I am always calm. Edward put in a classical music CD and sat down next to me.
"So…" He said, dragging on.
"So." I said back.
"What do you want to do?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said. There was an awkward silence before I was toppled over by Edward. He was now on top of me, supporting his weight on his arms.
"I like doing this." Edward whispered before locking his lips with me. I pushed back slightly and he got the message. He took his lips off mine, but didn't get up. He looked into my eyes with an expression of hurt and confusion on his face.
"I'm sorry. I'm just too nervous about everything." I explained. Edward sighed.
"I thought maybe this would help." He said in a shy tone. He was referring to his kissing.
"I'm not sure, but I already have millions of butterflies in my stomach, with you kissing me, my stomach might explode." I admitted.
"Why do you feel like that around me? Aren't you used to me enough?" He asked, his face still a few inches from mine. I exhaled cautiously and looked into his eyes.
"Never will I get used to your beauty and love. I still can't believe I am the one with you. I can't believe that I am the one you chose to be with forever." I said.
Edward laughed quietly and I felt his stomach vibrate on top of mine, "Never will I get used to your beautifulness and your devotion to me. I can't believe you wanted to be one of us. I can't believe that you ARE one of us and to be mine forever." He said, emphasizing the word "I."
I smiled and he smiled back, leaning in once more. But I put my hand on his lips.
"That doesn't fix the fact that my stomach is going explode." I said and smiled as he scowled and growled in frustration.
"Just…" He struggled to fine a resolution. "Just let me take care of you." He finally said and I removed my hand from his mouth. He smiled in triumph and leaned down, but then he stopped just a centimeter away from my face.
"Wha-" I was about to say, but Edward was already out the door, down the stairs. I ran after him and stopped when I saw Carlisle and Alice in the living room.
"Where is Rosalie?" I heard Edward's quick whisper voice ask.
"She is still hunting. What are you two doing here?" Carlisle asked, and I saw Alice shrink behind him. She was hiding something. "Alice…" Carlisle said in normal volume.
"What?" She said innocently. She was a bad liar.
"Alice, you can tell me. You know that." I started walking toward her, keeping my eyes on her gold ones. I saw her sway backward as she felt the trust wash over her.
"Bella will be fine. Rosalie will try, but she won't be able to." She said in a trance-like voice.
"Won't be able to do what?" Carlisle asked. He obviously didn't know that any of that this killing Bella thing was happening.
"Rose wants to kill Bella." Edward said bluntly. I saw Carlisle's eyes open in horror.
"Kill?" He asked.
"Yes, but you see, Bella thinks we should confront the problem instead of running away from it," Edward said, but I gave him a scolding look, "We both believe confronting the problem is better." He added.
"Okay, well I guess, if Alice says things will be okay, they we will be fine." Carlisle said in a breathless voice.
"Yeah." I said, and started walking up the stairs again. I then suddenly got tired of the slowness and sprinted to Edward's room, he was there a second after me, shutting the door.
"Now, where were we?" He asked, picking me up and laying me carefully on the bed. He then put his arms on either side of my head and leaned down again. We kissed for ten minutes straight! Once we pulled apart, Edward looked at me.
"Bella, do you know how lucky I am to have you?" He asked.
"Hmm…do I?" I asked, smiling. His finger traced my lips as I smiled.
"I'm the luckiest man and vampire alive to have you. To have Isabella Swan all mine! To have you for the rest of my life! To always get to do this," He leaned down and gave me a fiery kiss, leaving me breathless, "Without caring what anyone thinks."
"You act like a little boy." I said, putting my hands on either sides of his face. He just chuckled and nodded sheepishly. He leaned down again and kissed me.
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It had been a long week. Everyone was in the house, except Rosalie. Where was she? No one knew.
"Bella, let's go back to Sequim." Edward said. It was an early Saturday morning, and a thick layer of clouds covered the sun.
"Back?" I asked, lying back into the numerous pillows on our bed.
"Yes, back. I don't think Rosalie is coming." He said.
"Never?"
"Not anytime soon. We are waisting precious time." He explained.
"We have all the time in the world." I said, confused.
"Yes, but I want to go have some more private time, I like it." He whispered ever so quietly in my ear. His voice made me smile with joy.
"Whatever you want." I said in a dazed voice, not able to argue with his silky voice.
"Okay, then let's go!" He jumped up and yanked me off the bed. We sped down the stairs, but at the second flight, Edward stopped, making me bump into him.
"Go downstairs, I'm right here." He said, his body stiff. I slowly walked down the stairs and saw the golden blond hair that I dreaded. I felt my heart in my throat and I almost wanted to run back to Edward. But I didn't. Instead, I decided to just walk past her and get in my car. Something so nonchalant wouldn't cause anything too harmful, right?
It was awkward walking past her, knowing what she had been trying to do to me. She just stared as I passed and went toward the front door. And in a second, I knew she was coming. I stepped sideways and almost instantly saw Rosalie hit the floor. I didn't know how I knew she was coming, but it must have been the vampire instincts.
Rosalie quickly recovered and got up, circling me in a crouched position. I growled and crouched also, feeling as if this was a turning point. I had thought before I'd never see Rosalie in a fistfight, but then again, it was happening now!
She lunged herself at me again, and I had to hand it to her, she was quick. And I would have been hit, if Edward hadn't stepped in between us. Rosalie hit Edward with an "Oaf."
"Edward, no! Let me handle this on my own!" I told him, pushing him aside. To my surprise, he obeyed. HE sat down on the couch at the end of the room, looking at me with worry written all over his face. Rose got up quickly and growled.
"Leave us alone." She said in a deep menacing voice that wasn't her own.
"No! I love every one in this family, including you!"
"Just leave, you have messed up my life too much already!" She blurted out. I was about to reply, but I couldn't. She jumped on me. I fell, her body on top of mine, and she was punching me in the face. I gathered my strength and lifted her off of me and quickly retreated to the other side of the room.
"I have never done anything to you!" I said, a little out of breath. Rosalie started getting closer. I backed up against the wall, not wanting to fight.
"Let's talk about this. We can figure it out." I whispered, her face only inches from mine. Her scorching black eyes boring into mine.
"I just…" She started to say, but in one second, she was on the ground, her body shaking in tearless sobs.
A/N: So guess what? this chapter was 12 pgs...that's LONG! That is what you guys deserve after i made you wait so long for chapter. I don't know when the next one will be up, we'll see!