The mood in this chapter is so erratic, you're going to be confused. However, it makes you smile, sigh, and frown all at the same time. Enjoy!

The phone shrilly rang, mocking me. I drew in a shuddering breath, my hand shaking spasmodically. I wasn't the kind of person who could do this thing. I couldn't… be… well… mean. I had never even picked on anyone in elementary school, and I especially couldn't be cruelto my flesh and blood.

The phone rang again. I heard the tiny click of the other line picking up the phone.

"Hello?" Mom's voice was just as chirpy as ever. I flinched, abhorring myself with every inch of my being.

"M-M-Mom?" I choked out. I made a point of having my voice sound "rough."My entire frame shook, yet my heart remained still. I could almost see Renee's grin as it lit up her entire face.

"Isabella! You're getting married! I barely even heard about the boy! I can't wait to see you, sweetie. You're gonna look so pretty in white. What should I get you for something blue?"

As she gushed excitedly, I grimaced. I should have just spat it out and slammed the phone down. I opened and closed my mouth, wondering in the back of my mind if I resembled a fish.

Taking a deep breath, Iuttered the dreaded words.

"You can't come, Mom." I had cut her off, and she continued for a moment before falling silent.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, what was that?" She asked, and I hated her for making me say it again. Not as much as I hated myself, however.

"You can't come. Don't come. You can't." I repeated.

There was a moment of silencethat I figured she was using to try and grasp my words.

"Wh…why?" Her voice broke helplessly, as if she was trying to say more. My throat tickled, a sure sign of tears that couldn't fall.

"You can't come. Don't come. Okay? I'm sorry." I took the phone away from my ear and whispered into the mouthpiece, "I'm so sorry."

I sat there, trembling and sobbing, for what seemed like an eternity. I glanced up as the door creaked open, hurriedly trying to compose myself. Edward stepped in tentatively.

Suddenly, my anger towards him flared up. This was his fault. If he had never left, maybe we could have gotten married, and maybe I would still trust him with all of my beating heart. My parents could have come, because he could have changed me afterwards. Not Alice. Him.

That's what I had wanted. For him to change me. I'd wanted to belong next to him, for him to kiss me without the fear of shattering my skull. Now, my outer appearance matched his, but I didn't trust him. He left. He could do it again.

I'd let him win me over so easily. I had barely put up a fight.

My expression must have changed drastically from pathetic to irate, for his eyes widened.

"Bella?" He questioned, and I hissed.

"Don't you talk to me. Don't even try talking to me. Don't grab my face. Don't touch me."

I rose defiantly, glowering at him. He blinked.

"Bella, I don't understand-"

"You know what? Neither do I. I don't understand why you ever left."

He grimaced. "I told you. I left to keep you safe."

"Safe? Safe? I don't think you noticed, Edward, but I was never safe. James while you were here, Victoria while you weren't. And all the while, I was constantly putting myself in danger just to hear you."

Edward started to apologize, but then cocked his head to the side. "Hear me?"

I opened my mouth and shut it. "T-t-that's besides the point, Edward!" I growled in frustration. "We were happy…" I started, and glanced at his concerned face.

"Or, at least I was happy." My voice was pathetically soft and wobbly. I flopped feebly onto the bed. "I was happy."

Edward sat gently down beside me, wrapping his arms around me. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I am moody." I mumbled, and he chuckled.

"Oh, Bella. You don't give yourself enough credit. It's hard, becoming a vampire. Whether you wantto be changedor not, it's always hard." He started to touch my face, and then stopped, pulling away quickly.

"Did you hear that?" He asked worriedly. I glanced at him, confused.

"Hear what?" Comprehension settled. "Oh. No. I wasn't even concentrating. Why?"

Relief clouded his eyes. "Okay. No reason."

I felt a pang of sorrow. "You miss it, don't you?"

His brow furrowed as he looked at me. "Miss what?"

I sighed. "The warmth. The softness. The blushing. The brown eyes."

He smiled and shook his head. "I miss the way we used to be. When I could make you blush. When your warmth and softness just meant that you were still beside me. When your brown eyes sparkled when I made you smile."

He would a lock of my hair around his finger. "You're still soft, and warm. I adore your eyes still, but I can't seem to make them sparkle any longer."

I smiled. "Edward, you make my eyes sparkle more than anyone else." He stared down at me, surprised.

"Really?"

"Yes. I guess gold just doesn't glitter?"

He poked my ribs. I giggled. He grinned my favorite smile.

"Or maybe I wasn't looking hard enough?" He suggested.

I laughed. "I've never met a pair like us. One minute, I'm about to tackle you out of anger, and the next I'm about to tackle you with-"

Edward's face was amused. I ducked my head bashfully. "Out of love."

He chuckled. "Bella, I doubt there has ever been anyone remotely like us."

I nodded. "And we're both such pessimists. I need to just accept that I'm a vampire. Besides…"

I planted my mouth on his, and he responded enthusiastically.

"It has it's perks." He finished for me, gasping.

Dainty feet began to make their way up the stairs, and I turned to Edward.

"Alice!" We cried in terrified unison. He grabbed my hand.

"The window!"

He dragged me over to it, and flung the glass up before beginning to work on the frame.

"Quickly!" I giggled, bouncing up and down. Alice's pace quickened.

"On my back!" Edward laughed, and I complied.

Just as Alice threw open the door, he leaped.

Our laughter echoed off of the glistening night raindrops all of the way down.

The last part I could picture so vividly. Can't you just imagine Alice's face? I also made sure Bella didn't ask why she needed to jump on his back, and did it anyway. Aw, do you see? It's like they're going back to normal. Ah, it felt so nice to write again. I hope you liked this chapter, it was kinda just filler. Also, if you noticed that Bella didn't call Charlie, it's cause she made Alice do it.

Okay... So... um...

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