Disclaimer- None of these fine creations belong to me, they belong to Stephenie Meyer, a true genius!!
Authors note- Please review with ANY ideas, improvements or comments, good or bad, I am dying to know what you all think. Many thanks fellow Twilighters!
Another author's note- this is a bit slow to begin with, but it gets better as I write more of the story! (Well, I Hope!)
P.S Sorry about the chapter length...but I thought it would be better than really long ones!
All Bella Point of View
Chapter two
Edward smirked to himself before coughing to announce us into the room, smirking at something that one of them was thinking no doubt. At once they all broke away and hurriedly found things to do around the kitchen. Except Esme who remained seated and smiled warmly at me.
"Good morning Bella" she said in her usual sing-song voice, and gestured towards the seat beside her.
"Actually, Bella and I need to step outside for the moment, thank you Esme" Edward said as he grabbed hold of my waist, holding me in his vice firm grip whilst gently pulling me towards the sliding doors on the left of the kitchen. He let go when we reached the doors and slowly opened them and ushered me out, but I stood still, gobsmacked at what was in front of me, a little way in front was a freestanding canopy that shaded the area underneath it. Assortments of large cushions were laid underneath, surrounding a small table covered with delicious snacks, delicious for me at least. Now I was suspicious!
"What's all this in aid of" I said quietly, not wanting to break the tranquil silence beside the river
"Does a vampire need a reason to spoil his fiancée once in a while?" he asked rhetorically, leading me to the shelter. For a few short seconds Edward glistened and shone as bright as the sun while we walked over, but it soon ceased once we were in the shade, it was a surprisingly sunny day, luckily the Cullen's didn't have to hide their identity at home. I picked and nibbled at a few things on the table to fill the time, we hadn't spoken in a while, Edward just stared out onto the Olympic Peninsula, humming extremely quietly to himself, and I recognised the tune instantly as Clair de Lune.
I stole a few moments to think about the fight I had had with Charlie about three days ago, Edward and I had told him about our engagement and he didn't like it, he shouted that I was his little girl, too young and immature to get married. Of course I corrected him on his opinions of my immaturity, I wasn't going to let that one slide; it was just unfair. I squirmed uncomfortably on the cushion as I reminisced the hurtful things that had been exchanged that night, I would have to work hard to blot them out. Then, as if Edward knew I had finished, he said "I think you should go and sort things with Charlie, I hate the pair of you being on such bad terms"
"No, I won't go grovelling to him just because he can't accept that I am love and getting married" I replied defensively
"Then what do you propose we do today" he sighed contentedly, he knew he couldn't change my mind now.
"Let's go to the meadow" I shrieked, jumping up instantly, too fast in fact but luckily Edward caught me as I sank back down to the floor in hope of recovering from my light-headedness.
"I'm sorry about this morning" he breathed "I couldn't help myself"
"It's okay" I cooed as guilt hit me on how I had treated him earlier, sometimes it was hard to tell if Jasper was making me experience these sudden mood swings or not, although I was sure that this was all me. "I'm sorry too...sorry I snapped" With that Edward scooped me up and strode over towards the house and into the kitchen, where only Carlisle and Esme sat supposedly discussing the weather.
"The others have gone hunting" Esme said softly, in my peripherals I saw Carlisle look at Edward then Edward kindly nodded in response to whatever Carlisle had been thinking, I wasn't supposed to see it, I could tell and so I let it go and responded to Esme.
"Aren't you joining them?" I quizzed
"No, Carlisle and I will join them later" she responded, I chose not to press the matter further. We bade farewell to Carlisle and Esme and headed towards the garage to the left of the Cullen's house.
"Let's take the Mercedes, the windows are dark so we don't have to worry about me shining much" Edward said with a chuckle. The afternoon was spent in the meadow; I took my copy of Sense and Sensibility, battered and thumbed as it was, and Edward had his personal CD player with a combination of 50's music, his favourite decade. We talked, read and listened up until mid afternoon when I felt myself shiver suddenly, I opened my eyes to find the sun lower in the sky than I remembered, just about to disappear behind a mountain and I sat cautiously, trying not to disturb Edward as he lay there motionless, not breathing, the only way I knew he was still 'alive' was that he would occasionally hum or sing a few bars of the songs. He slowly opened his eyes, like he knew I had risen, and smiled that breath-taking smile. I took a moment to steady myself before speaking but Edward got there first.
"Let's head back" he said simply and with that he jumped up offering me his hand, and we walked hand in hand to the tree line where I was once again thrown gracefully onto Edward's back as we raced through the green forest and back to the Mercedes.
(Fluffy )