I gazed up at the stars as I listened to the crash of the waves. The beach was absolutely beautiful at night and I was here with my favorite person in the world.

"Thank you, Edward," I said.

"For what?" he asked. I lifted my head up to look at his face.

"For bringing me here tonight," I replied. He smiled up at the sky.

"Thank you for giving me a chance." He looked back down at me.

"You, my dear friend, are welcome," I teased.

"Aw, come on. Friend? Now that's a blow to my ego," He joked.

"But seriously, you didn't have to do any of this." I gestured to the blanket and unrealistic picnic basket. I honestly didn't even know picnic baskets like that even existed outside of Hollywood.

"Bella, I would take you to the moon if I could. I would give you the world on a silver platter."

"Stop, you over exaggerate everything," I said. I could feel my cheeks warming up as I buried my face into his chest.

"You take everything so lightly. When I say I love you and would give you anything in the world I mean it."

"Edward, I honestly don't care what you say. You can tell me anything you want as long as you don't go anywhere." I lifted my head and stared into his eyes.

He sat up and grabbed both of my hands in his. He held them over his heart and stared right back into my eyes.

"Do you feel that beat?" he asked, his eyes staring into my soul. "It beats for you. My heart would stop if I ever left you."

My heart swelled at his words and his place there deepened considerably.

"I love you, Edward."

"I love you too, Bella, more than anything. I'm not going anywhere so you're stuck with me."

"This is forever?" I questioned.

"Yes. This is forever and whatever comes after that."

We laid back and looked at the stars together in peace. I was comfortable there and anywhere else as long as he was with me and as it stood, he always will be.

I really hope so.

I am a peaceful person. I meditate, I do yoga, I do everything I can to stay peaceful. Sometimes it doesn't really work.

My peacefulness ends when I'm pissed off and my biggest pet peeve is being lied to. I walked up to my home's front door with a license to kill at 1:35 am.

The dark green front door creaked softly as I opened it. I hung my keys up on their rung of the key hooks in the entryway. I put my coat up in the front hall closet and left my shoes on the mat by the door. I walked through the house flipping lights on as I went. I had the house all to myself since Jake wasn't home yet and the twins were spending the night at Em and Rose's. Thus I was left to my own devices with even more time to contemplate the situation at hand.

The red light was beeping on the phone showing I had 5 missed calls and 3 voicemails. As I scrolled through the call history, I found that all of them were from Alice. I hadn't seen her in a few weeks since we had our last fight. It became apparent shortly after Edward left that we had quite a few opposing views. The most recent argument was only because of the bull crap pageant she wanted to put my daughters in.

The online statement showed that there were several separate purchases at various department stores and clothing shops. My mind was racing about it. I obviously hadn't made the charges and I was absolutely livid because the only other person with access to the card was Jake. I'd had complete trust in him with my account information. Now I sit here in my living room knowing that someone, Jake, had used my restaurant's business card to buy things and to top it all off- he'd driven the balance into the red.

To say my trust in him was waning was putting it mildly.

I decided to busy myself instead of dwell on the situation. I figured this was the perfect time to get ahead in my house cleaning as it had been slowly declining over the past few months. I picked up all of the toys and threw them in their toy box. I lined up all of our shoes in the front hall closet and arranged those we wore most frequently along the wall on a mat. I cleaned up all of the crayons and random papers throughout the living room and swept the floor. I ended my night cleanse in the kitchen by doing the dishes and moping the floor.

Some might ask why I would do so much cleaning so late. My only response is that I'm a night owl. I have been since I was 15 and I don't see it changing anytime soon. Between late hours at the restaurant and being there at 6 for the morning delivery I don't see any reason to go to sleep at night. I get my shut eye in the morning and Jake drops the girls off at daycare everyday leaving me to sleep through the morning until I have to pick them up at 4:30.

It was only 2:10 as I plopped on the couch to look at television. I'd planned on catching up on shows I'd been taping but when the t.v. and the cable box came on, I found they been wiped out completely by Yo Gabba Gabba, Dora, and an assortment of the girls' other shows. So much for that.

I began flipping through channels to find mostly old, crappy sitcom reruns and infomercials. I came across a movie channel and tried to focus on it. Turns out, it was really dumb. Something about a girl moving to some one-horse, rainy town and falling in love with a vampire. Honestly, I thought it was bullshit and I laughed hysterically when I realized that this was the movie everyone gets so hyped up about. These are the things that make me believe society is stupid.

Humans falling in love with vampires. Hilarious but utter bullshit. RPattz should stick to movies like Remember Me. That was good, so good I cried at the end. This twilight crap is just ridculous.

I couldn't take anymore after the first 30 minutes and decided to find something on Netflix. I settled for a movie and fell into a trance with my thoughts in the forefront of my mind and the characters flashing on the screen in the back. That's the closest I got sleep.

…

I left the house around 5:30 for the morning shipment. It was a bit nippier outside that yesterday so I opted for a heavier jacket.

I was a little put off because Jake never came home last night. God knows it wasn't the first time but in light of recent events and accusations I had to wonder.

As I pulled out of the driveway I used the Bluetooth to call his cell phone. It went straight to voicemail. Things were definitely not looking good for him right now.

When I pulled into the restaurants parking lot I sat in my parking space for a while. Before I turned off the car I tried Jakes cell again. The phone rang this time so I knew it was on but he still did not answer. I turned the car off and yanked the keys out of the ignition in frustration.

My mind was racing as I walked through the restaurant to my office. I barely stopped moving as I walked through and grabbed the inventory checklist off of my desk. I was propping the back door open just as Mike and Tyler pulled up with my delivery. When they were finished wheeling everything into the storage room Tyler bid his goodbyes and jumped in the truck, Mike however, had to get in his daily flirt. He inched closer as I finished checking everything off of my inventory list.

He had been flirting with me since he started doing his grandpa's deliveries a few months ago. His grandfather had suffered a stroke and since Mike's dad was running a business in New York, Mike got sent here to take care of him and all of his deliveries. If you're wondering how I know this, Mike has a bit of a motor mouth. The first day he brought my delivery his deep New York accent drove me crazy and I thought he'd never leave. Of course today would be no different.

"So, beautiful, are ya ready fa me ta take youse out fa some drinks?" he said with a sly smirk.

"Is that the crack of the day?" I responded with an eye roll.

"Is dat a yes or a no?"

"You are a persistent man, huh?"

"Persistence pays off."

"Well not today it doesn't. Now, I have work to do. Don't you?" I smiled.

"Eh, it's always worth a try," He said shaking his head and handing me his tablet to sign.

"If you say so, Mike." I took it and the stylus and scrolled through to make sure everything was accounted for.

"How's the mister these days?" he asked.

"He's uh…" I trailed off shaking my head.

"Troubles at home gorgeous?" He looked as though he honestly cared. I looked at him for a second before I turned my attention back to the tablet.

"It's… nothing." I scribbled across the screen to sign.

"Well, if ya ever wanna talk, that offa fa drinks is still open." He winked at me, taking the tablet and stylus back.

"Whatever you say Mikey."

"See look, youse already gots a baby name fa me. How sweet." He playfully puckered his lips. "How's bout a kiss?"

I touched my fist to his lips in a mock punch. He pulled back threw his hand over his heart dramatically.

"Miss Bella, miss Bella. How could ya do that to me?"

"A kiss with a fist is better than none," I said, laughing quietly to myself.

"Ain't that a song?"

"Yup. Florence and the Machine," I said.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. My sistah's obsessed wit em." He shook his head.

"We have something in common then. My sister-in-law has them as her ringtone, her call tone, her alarm, etcetera etcetera."

"Wow." He said sarcastically as Tyler stuck his head out of the window.

"Hey, Mike. Quit flirtin' and let's go! Bella'll be here tomorrow and the next day! We got work to do!" He yelled out of the trucks cab.

"Well, Sweets, duty calls." He turned and ran back to the drivers side.

"Bye, Mike." I waved.

"See ya tamorrow toots!" he yelled over his shoulder. I laughed as the truck pulled off and I shut the door. Suddenly I was left with stacks of pasta, crates upon crates of fruit, an unbelievable amount meat, and my thoughts. I began the process of storing the food where it belonged, moving much slower than usual to keep myself busy.

The stars must have been aligning because I could feel a storm coming and I didn't know how to prepare. This wasn't going to be a rain or thunder storm. This was going to be a storm of totally different proportions. Suddenly, I knew this storm wasn't just going to be about Jake's infidelity. I could feel another curveball coming.

Call me psychic, but I knew something serious was about to go down. And it was going to be soon.

A/N: I want to thank anyone who reads this story and tell you that I appreciate you. It is an awesome feeling to know that someone is listening to what you have to say and and even better feeling to know that you like it. Please comment so that I know what you think I did right, what I need to fix, or anything to tell me what you're thinking. kikichugirl and Melodramatic Destiny are currently at the top of my favorite people list for their reviews.

I also want to point out that even though I don't mention her every time I post, my own Princess Moon Shadow is behind this thing and she gives me some inspiration from time to time and keeps me going.

Finally, my heart and soul goes out to everyone in Aurora, Colorado and anyone who has been affected by the massacre. I know it effected more than just colorado because people from my hometown all the way in Ohio were there. I'm sorry to any and everyone who has ever lost a loved one to a heineous act such as this one. My condolences.