I've had some questions about this story that I feel I should answer. One, Edward is not going to become a vampire. Sadly, vampires don't exist in this story. Two, Edward really is dead. As sad as it is, that's what happened.
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Three days, two hours, and fourteen minutes.
How would I get through this hell?
I was rarely alone. Alice or Emmet were usually with me, because I hated being alone in our house. It felt so big and empty without Edward, and I couldn't make myself go back into our bedroom. I couldn't touch any of his things, either. His favorite coffee mug, the blanket he always used, his sink in our bathroom. I couldn't even bring myself to look at my engagement ring, but I also couldn't bring myself to take it off.
On one hand, I really appreciated having people around with me to try and make me feel better. But on the other hand, I just wanted to be alone and wallow. Having Alice and Emmet come over has been nice, but a little too much. But Alice and Emmet weren't here with me now, and I was all by myself, alone with my thoughts and memories.
There were so many precious moments we had shared, so many memories of him.
Our first kiss. Our engagement. Our first date. Our first time. Our first everything. Each of those memories are important and special and sacred to me.
I didn't bother to hold back the tears threatening to spill over; I was so used to it.
Flashback- The First Kiss:
"I had a lot of fun tonight." I managed, looking up into Edward's eyes as he walked me to my front door. I hated still living with my parents, but it would have to do for now. "Thank you so much."
"I had a lot of fun too." He murmured, stroking my cheek with his thumb.
How did I end up here? With one of the most famous celebrities in the country?
"So, I guess I should go." Edward said softly, dropping his hand from my face. "I'll call you."
Oh my god, Edward Cullen is going to call me! "Great." I breathed, and Edward looked at me. The expression in his eyes were different now, more longing, less reserved.
"Bella, Can I kiss you?" He asked quietly, making my heart skip a beat.
Yes, Edward. Kiss me, please. "You really don't have to ask." I blushed, and he curled his long fingers under my chin, tilting my head up. Edward's pink lips were dangerously close to mine now, and an adorable, crooked smile was on his lips. We moved closer ever so slowly, and I placed my hands at the nape of his neck, lacing my fingers together. Then our lips touched, and electricity burned through my body, making me gasp against his lips. At first, the kiss was feather soft, but then our lips pressed together with intensity and desperation. I had been kissed before, but had never experienced anything like this.
Edward's hands squeezed my waist, and I felt myself press up against him as our kiss grew more intense. Suddenly, the front door swung open and we broke apart, me blushing bright red. Edward's hand was still on my waist.
"Dad!" I gasped, ducking my head. My dad stood in the doorway, glaring at Edward.
"Thank you for getting my daughter home safely." Dad said sharply, crossing his arms over his chest. "Bella, why don't you get in the house?" He nodded at me before shooting Edward a look.
This was ridiculous, I was a grown woman. I was about to protest, but Edward spoke up before I could. "I'll call you tomorrow." Edward promised before lightly pecking my lips one last time.
"Ok." I said softly, aware that my father was glaring at the both of us. "Thank you!" I called after him as he walked to his car. He smiled at me and waved slightly before driving off. I turned around and Charlie was staring at me, an unpleasant look in his eyes.
What could his problem be? He knew that I was going on a date tonight, so that shouldn't be a problem. He's met guys before. "Let's have a talk, Bells." He finally said, holding the front door open for me. I silently went inside and walked to the kitchen, where my mother was already sitting at the table, holding a cup of coffee, her laptop open in front of her.
"What's wrong?" I squeaked, sinking into a chair.
"When you told us you were going on a date with a guy named 'Edward', we didn't think it would be Edward Cullen." My mother said quietly.
"How did you-" I asked, confused. Sure, my father had seen Edward, but it was just a few seconds ago.
In response, my mom turned the laptop around so I could see the screen. It was one of those tabloid sites, the ones my mother liked to look at. But it wasn't the site that bothered me. It was the headline.
"HEARTTHROB EDWARD CULLEN'S MYSTERY DATE! GET ALL THE EXCLUSIVE DETAILS!" Below that, there was a picture of Edward and I walking on the beach, his arm was tight around me, and I was laying my head on his chest.
"Oh." I whispered, stunned.
"Honey, you have the right to date whoever you want." My father said quietly. "But is this really what you want? Your picture plastered across the internet? Articles about the private details of your life? Because once they figure out who you are, that's what's going to happen."
"I really like Edward." I murmured evasively, clicking the link to the article. My mother took the laptop from me and began to read out loud.
"'Number One Sexiest Bachelor Edward Cullen stepped out earlier tonight with an unknown woman, much to the disappointment of girls everywhere. Cullen, age 24, took his date out to a simple, romantic dinner, before stopping for dessert, and then a walk on the beach. The wait staff at Providence says
'Mr. Cullen was very attentive to his date, he ordered for her and the two held hands most of the meal.'
According to the waiter, Edward referred to his date as 'Isabella' or 'Bella' throughout the meal. More updates on our favorite heartthrob's date as soon as more details become available.'" My mom closed her laptop and looked up at me, her eyes apologetic.
She opened her mouth to say something, but my ringing phone cut her off.
"Hello?" I answered, starting to get up.
"Bella, I'm so sorry." It was Edward. My dad motioned for me to sit back down, and I did.
"Edward, it's ok." I said honestly.
"You saw the article." He stated.
"Yes, I did. But really, it doesn't bother me." I insisted, and my mother rolled her eyes.
"It should." Edward said softly. "People are going to be all over you."
"Edward, I just want to be with you." I said quietly, aware that my parents were only a few feet away.
"And if this is the price to pay, I'll take it."
"Are you sure?" He asked hesitantly, but I could hear in his voice that he was happy.
"I'm positive." I said in a strong voice. "Why don't we do something tomorrow? I would like to see you again, if you want to."
"That sounds great. But nothing public, I promise. I don't want to thrust you into the spotlight." Edward compromised. "I'll take you to meet the rest of my family. You already know Alice, obviously, but my parents would like to meet you, I'm sure."
Wow. His family? "Are you sure?" I asked, nervous for the first time. "Your parents?" My own parents exchanged looks.
"We want to meet him." My mother mouthed.
This was going to be interesting.
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A/N: I am going on a short trip tomorrow, and won't have any internet until I get home on Sunday night. I may update later tonight, but I'm not sure yet.
Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie
P.S. I'm going to Holiday World with my entire family! I'm pretty excited, which is really sad for a 26 year old. But my fiancée is 27 and he's even more excited. Jensen has already planned out everything he's going to do all weekend.