A/N: Everyone wants Edward to come back. Well Edward's being a little stubborn... I tried to talk to him but... He just isn't budging... yet. Just kidding.

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(Bella POV)

I flinched when a raindrop hit me in the eye. Yeah, it was raining.

Again.

I rolled over and pushed myself off the ground. I trudged my way to the house and went inside.

I had a shower.

I thought about Edward.

I brushed my teeth.

I thought about Edward.

I walked by the television and it was six o'clock, Edward would be watching the news at this point.

But he wasn't.

Because he wasn't here.

I cleaned up the kitchen.

I thought about Edward.

It didn't even feel like my house, like our house.

I felt like I was in a strangers' home. Without Edward, it wasn't home because really, home is wherever he is.

And I don't know where he is.

I heard a noise.

It was the phone ringing.

I dropped my dishtowel, got a burst of energy and ran.

It could have been Edward!

"Hello?" I asked once I picked up the phone, sounding eager.

Unfortunately, it wasn't Edward. "Hi."

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Did you get the pictures?" The voice asked.

"Umm... I think you have the wrong number, sorry." I said quickly, still disappointed it wasn't Edward.

"No, Bella." The voice said in a deep voice. "I have the right number."

"Who is this?" I demanded. "Tell me or I will hang up!"

"So you got the pictures, eh?" The voice asked again.

Sarah, Ally, me.

At the supermarket.

Pictures taken of us.

"Who is this?" I cried. Whoever the hell it was is the reason I had to promise Ally, is the reason that Edward is gone. "Tell me right now!"

Instead of an answer I heard beeping.

The bastard hung up.

I hissed and hit end.

I wish we had caller ID.

...

"You have reached Edward Cullen, please leave a message after the tone"

Tone noise.

I sigh.

I hang up.

How many times have I called his cell phone?

At least twenty.

I dial the number again hoping he will eventually answer.

...

"Hello?" Someone asked. I thought it was Edward yet his voice sounded so off.

I swallowed. "Hi, umm... Edward?"

"Yeah it's me." Edward replied. It doesn't sound like him one bit.

His voice sounds painful.

It almost hurts to hear his words, to hear the tone of his voice.

"Hello?" I hear Edward's pained voice. He must have thought I hung up.

"Edward." I squeaked out.

"Bella?" He sounded relieved. "Is it you?"

"Yes," I said in a whisper.

There is no noise in the background. No people, music, cheering, nothing. Where could he be?

"Where are you?" I asked curiously. My fingers gripped the phone.

When will you come back to me?

I didn't hear a reply.

"Where are you?" I repeated.

"Bella."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

He hung up.

I felt my eyes well up with tears and I fight them until I find no use. I cried and tossed the phone to the side. I moved quickly and with blurry vision I looked at the wall outlet. I pulled out the phone cord and my head fell to my hands.

What have I done?

...

I told myself again and again that I wasn't going to go into the bedroom. It would hurt too much; I couldn't go to bed without him there.

So I curled up on the couch.

...

Pounding, I heard pounding.

My eyes shot open and I look around the dark living room.

More pounding, it sounds like knocking.

"Bella!"

I jumped up and look in direction of the door through the darkness.

I know that voice.

"Bella!"

I ran to the door and flip on the light switch beside it. I then unlock the door, it flew open and I instantly threw myself at him.

I couldn't even hear myself speaking, though I was. I was too caught up in with moment. With him.

"I'm sorry," I told him.

"I'm so sorry." I told him again and I again and again.

"Shh." He picked me up and walked me over to the couch. He set me down and sat down next to me, not touching me at all.

"Why'd you knock on the door?" I asked him a bit confused.

"I forgot the house keys… I only had the car keys." He said and looked down. "Not that I went that far anyways."

I nodded. "I am so sorry." I told him again.

"Stop saying that." He said and it didn't sounded like a demand, more as though he was begging me.

"But I am." I admitted. I looked down. "I should have told you…"

"Yes you should have." He agreed with me. "And I found out eventually."

I nodded having nothing to say.

We both knew I was wrong.

"And instead of arguing," He continued. "We should make this right. Me not being here will not help."

I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again a moment later.

"I'm not mad at you." Edward said.

I bit my lip.

"I… We," He stammered. "Shouldn't argue or get mad. We have further troubles right now."

Again I nod and pull my lip between my teeth further.

"I don't want to keep things from you, and I don't want you to keep things from me." Edward murmured and I felt his hand brush some hair aside from my forehead. I was looking at my lap.

"Please look at me." He begged and I looked over at him. His thumb brushed over my cheekbone. "I'm sorry I left."

I nodded yet again. I feared that if I were to talk, I'd cry and that wouldn't help anything that would just make Edward feel bad.

He sighed. "You've been crying." His thumb brushed right under my eye.

I nodded.

"Please talk." He begged.

I cleared my throat. "Umm… Where did you go?"

He chuckled to himself and dropped his hand from my face to rest on my left knee. "Really? You want to know?" He asked me.

"Yes." I said and it came out as a whisper. "Where were you?"

"Well, seeing I already fell into my old habit – running away that is -, it would only seem right I'd go to the bar, eh?" He asked me in reply.

I shake my head. "No. I understand why you left…"

"Anyway," He shook his head. "I was actually thinking about going to the bar, pub, whatever."

He looked away to the wall behind me but after a moment he looked back at me. "But I didn't."

I bit my tongue, I knew he wasn't finished speaking.

He chuckled to himself again. "I didn't even make it to the end of the driveway actually."

"What?" I asked and it came out like a croak.

"Yeah… I couldn't." He admitted and squeezed my knee.

"Why not?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "I honestly, I just couldn't leave."

I looked at him in awe in which he looked back at me with submission.

I wanted him to trust me again, to trust me completely.

"I'm glad I didn't." He said and his voice was shameful. "I don't want to be that guy again."

He snorted. "Could you imagine if I walked back in there?"

I shake my head, confused.

"People go there every weekend. Every night." He started to explain. "They would've recognized me and I thought was back. Word would have gotten around… I just, that's not me anymore!"

"I hate those guys. They're so boring, they always yakked at me." Edward continued.

"What guys?" I asked.

"Just locals." He shrugged. "Well, quite a few from out of town as well."

"Oh." I said dumbly.

"Yeah… They aren't nice guys." Edward told me and the words came out as a hidden warning.

"I know." I nodded.

There was a lot of silence for a while after.

"Why did you hang up on me?" I asked once I grew the balls. My voice did come out rather quavered though.

"Once I heard your voice I knew I had to come back. I couldn't waste another moment by being away." He replied simply.

Now when I first met Edward, hearing him admit – hearing him tell me – so much would be a true thaumaturgy, a true miracle. But now, it just seemed natural. We told each other everything…

Well almost everything.

"That was hours ago…" I stressed.

He chuckled. "Yeah, damn rain."

I watched him as he shook his head. "The tires got stuck."

"Oh." I mouthed and I coughed to hide some laughter.

"It's okay to laugh, it's funny now. It wasn't funny trying to get the damn thing up to the house." He chuckled and I joined in on some laughter. With all the laughter it was as though we never argued, as though we already did aby.

"You got the car up to the house though, right?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"Well how did you get back up here?" I asked him completely dumbfounded.

"I have feet Bella." He rolled his eyes.

My jaw dropped a tiny bit. "W-what?"

"I walked." Edward responded. "Or else I would have been back sooner."

That is when I knew there was still hope that I could fix this.

…

"Bella." Edward sighed. "If you tell me you are sorry one more time, I swear-"

"Okay, okay." I told him, cutting him off. "Just stop tickling me."

"Fine." He withdrew his hands and pulled me to his lap.

"I won't keep anything from you ever again. That's the only thing…" I said and my voice dropped down to just a whisper.

"I know, and I believe you." He told me honestly.

"Can you trust me?" I asked warily.

"Of course." He nodded. "We all have our slip ups dear."

"I love you." I told him honestly.

"I love you too." Edward kissed the top of my head.

"Oh," I started. "And since we aren't keeping anything from each other…"

"Yeah?" He pushed.

"Someone called while you were… gone." I explained.

"Who?" Edward asked and his eyebrows furrowed.

"I don't know." I admitted. "He gave no name."

"What did he say?" Edward questioned me.

"He asked if I got the pictures." I told Edward.

"Do you think he's the one who took them?" He questioned.

"Probably but I could be wrong." I replied. "I… He didn't give a name."

I stammered.

"Oh, well if he calls again let me talk to him." Edward said and kissed my temple.

"I don't want to know what you would have to say to him." I admitted.

"Probably not." Edward agreed. He pressed his nose into my hair. "Thank you for telling me."

"Of course." I wrapped my arms around him.

"And I'm mad at my sister." He told him and held me tighter.

"Don't be." I pled.

"I am." He growled and buried his nose deeper into my hair, breathing in deeply.

"It's not her fault." I said.

"Like hell it-" Edward started but I cut him off.

"It's Sarah's. It's whoever took those pictures." I intervened.

"Okay. But I am still mad." He said.

I nodded not wanting to cause a tiff.

…

"I really love you." He mumbled against my lips, pushing against me harder.

I tugged at his hair, running my nails against his scalp getting a groan out of him. I sweep my tongue against his bottom lip. He had me pinned underneath him on the couch. I certainly was not complaining.

"I love you." I breathed out once he moved his lips from mine to my neck and started kissing me. "Edward…"

"Mmm." He moaned against my collarbone. I tugged at the back of his shirt and he helps me take it off of him. I tossed it to the side and run my hands over the bare skin of his back while he returns his mouth to mine, kissing me sweetly.

I moved my hands to his shoulders and parted my lips. I felt his tongue slip between my lips and into my mouth, tangling with mine. I groaned and brought my left hand back up to tug at his hair again. I felt him move his hand to my hip, and then he placed his hand underneath my shirt and rubbed my bare stomach.

It didn't take long until my shirt joined his on the ground.

"Bella." He breathed into my ear. "I want you."

That was enough word for me.

I quickly complied.

…

I snuggled closer to him, pressing my nose against his neck. He pulled the comforter up around us further.

"Don't leave me again." I begged into his bare skin. His hand on my hip tightened and he pulled me closer.

"I won't." He vowed. "I was stupid to in the first place."

"Don't…" I said. "Don't make yourself look guilty."

"I upset you." He murmured against my head.

"I upset you." The words spilled from my mouth. "Even though it's the last thing I wanted to do. I thought keeping it from you would be better, Ally said it would stop you from being stressed and I believed that."

Edward sighed. "I'm not stressed right now."

"Oh of course not." I giggled and wrapped both arms around his neck.

"And Ally just said that because she didn't want me or Jasper finding out. She's keeping something from him, from everyone actually." Edward continued.

"And putting a void in our relationship doesn't exactly make me happy with her either." I admitted.

"Me neither." Edward agreed and I sighed.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

I assumed he looked over to the clock to see the time. "Three in the morning, well shortly after."

"Wow." I mused.

"Yeah." He yawned. "I can tell too."

"You've wasted all your energy." I smiled.

He chuckled but I felt him shake his head.

"I wouldn't say that I wasted it…"

…

"What do you want for breakfast?" I asked Edward once he joined me in the kitchen. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder. I was standing in front of the open fridge looking into it as though it would tell me what to eat.

"Doesn't matter." He murmured and kissed my neck. "I've got to get the car back up here today."

I smirked a bit. "Yeah."

"You know." He murmured kissing my neck again. "I'd like to think that even if the car let me drive off, I wouldn't have gotten past the driveway. I don't think I would be able to go any further."

"Oh yeah?" I asked and grabbed some bacon out of the fridge and tossed it on the counter to the side. I grabbed three eggs and carefully set them down on the counter, steadying them so they wouldn't roll off. I shut the fridge and turned to face Edward.

"Yeah." He nodded and smiled.

"Well that's good." I kissed his cheek and got out of his grasp walking over to the stove. I turned it on high and grabbed two pans out of the cupboard above the countertops. I placed them each on a separate burner but only one burner was on. The eggs wouldn't take long to cook; I'd save that for later.

"You aren't that guy, Edward." I told him when I opened the package of bacon.

"Huh?" I heard him say as he stuck his head inside the fridge and grabbed a water bottle.

"Your old self, or whatever you want to call it. You aren't him." I told him.

"Then who am I?" He asked sarcastically.

"Mine." I replied instantly. "Clearly."

Edward chuckled. "Always,"

"You go get the car, I'll just be here making breakfast." I told him looking over my shoulder to see him.

"Alright, see ya soon love." He winked at me and left with his water.

...

"I'm not sexy, I'm sweaty." Edward argued with a smirk.

"You're all dirty." I winked, turning off the burner and setting the plate of bacon off to the side and started cooking the eggs. Edward walked over and grabbed a strip of bacon.

"Another good point." He chuckled and took a bite of the bacon strip.

"You just want to hear me call you sexy again." I laughed and cracked the eggs into a cup. I poured in some milk, salt and pepper before I grabbed a fork and mixed it all together.

"Maybe." He admitted jokingly and I saw him use the spatula to put some butter on the hot pan. It sizzled and I walked over to him. I poured the eggs onto the pan.

"Scrambled?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, you?" He asked.

"Yeah." I responded and he used the spatula to stir around the eggs.

"I never knew you could cook." I chuckled joking and brought my left hand up to his back and started rubbing his left right shoulder.

"I've lived alone for a while and I certainly didn't have McDonalds every night. Plus I have cooked for you at times." He defended himself.

"Alright, alright don't get so defensive." I smiled. "I know you can cook."

"You better." He looked over and winked at me. "I may not be the best and macaroni is definitely my forte but I can cook."

"Some damn good macaroni it is to, Cullen." I joked.

"You know it." He smirked and went back to cooking the eggs.

…

"Lets go." Edward took my hand and grabbed the remote off of the coffee table; he flicked the television off and pulled me up to stand next to him. He grabbed his keys off of the coffee table with his other hand and walked over to the front door, pulling me with him.

"Where too?" I asked. "Why the sudden moods swing?"

"I was always happy, Bella. I see no moods swing." He bent down and pulled on his shoes.

"Really, where are we going?" I asked him again and bent down to put my shoes on also, letting go of his hand. I stood up and straightened my shirt afterwards.

He shrugged. "On a date."

"It's three in the afternoon." I butt in.

"Well, by the time we get to town it will be what, five?" He asked and took my hand again. He noticed my hesitation. "Come on! Am I not able to take my wife out on a date?"

"I'm just wondering why." I told him as he opened the front door, I stepped outside and he followed, closing the door behind him and locking it.

"I want to spend time with you outside the house and we haven't been on a date for quite some time, dear." He stated simply. "Plus, last night didn't get off to a great start, even though it ended rather well… I still want to make up for that time lost."

"Okay." I said and let him drag me to the car, which was covered in mud. "I think the car wash is the first stop."

"Probably." Edward agreed with a chuckle. He opened the passenger door for me and let me inside, closing it behind me. I watched as he walked around the Volvo to the other side and he hopped his closing the door behind him.

"So we are really going on a date?" I asked.

"Why not?" He shrugged and started up the car.

"I'm not dressed for a date." I started complaining.

"Me neither." Edward looked over to me. "You look lovely, as always."

I blushed a tad and bit down my lip, pulling it between my teeth. "No where fancy?"

"No, not that there are any places fancy to begin with… Unless you want to go somewhere fancy." He replied quickly.

"No!" I replied automatically. "Fancy is not my thing."

"Me neither."

He pulled out of the very long driveway and we drove off.

…

We stopped at the car wash first when we got to town as we said we would. It was half past five roughly what Edward said and we went to a tiny Italian restaurant for dinner.

"This is delicious." I said after I swallowed another bite of my linguini Alfredo.

"Ditto." Edward said as he took a bite into his.

"When you don't know what to order it's always a good idea just to get the special." I smiled and took a sip of my pop.

After we ate it was nearly six thirty and our date still wasn't over. I thought it was but Edward seemed to have other plans. He brought me to a 'hidden' park. He had a blanket in the trunk, the same blanket we used when we went to a hockey game a while ago and it was the same blanket we used for a picnic a few months ago when the weather just started to get nice.

He laid the blanket out on a hill under looking the sunset.

"Not only can I cook, I can also be romantic." He told me and pulled me to lie back with him on the red blanket.

"Yeah," I rolled onto my stomach closer to him. I looked at him. "I certainly like this Edward."

I stretched forward and pressed my lips to his.

"I love you, Bella." He stated simply once I pulled back.

"I love you." I smiled and rested my chin on his chest.

"You aren't even going to watch the sunset?" He asked me after some silence.

"I have much better things to look at." I replied and he wrapped an arm around me.

"I'm the romantic one Bella." He joked.

"Says the guy with the Star Wars pillow case." I laughed.

"Hey! Emmett gave it to me for my birthday." Edward defended.

"I know, I know. He told me that you both went out to the midnight premiere of one of those movies with your fan shirt." I laughed a bit harder.

"Stop laughing at me." He pouted and I kissed his chin. "So what if I did that? You still love me."

"Yes I do." I agreed instantly.

After lying on my stomach for a bit longer I rolled onto my back and watched the rest of sun setting. Before I knew it there were stars.

"Wow, how long have we been lying here?" I asked.

Edward shrugged. "I'd guess at least an hour."

"We're going to be home late." I murmured yet I didn't make an effort to move.

Edward chuckled. "I'll sleep out here."

"And let the morning dew get to ya?" I asked. I could tell he didn't want to drive.

"There's another blanket in the car…" He started. I stared at the stars still.

"I'll get it." I said.

"I can if you want." He offered.

"No, just stay here. The car isn't that far away." I pushed myself up. Edward handed me the keys out of his pocket and I grabbed them. I felt Edward's eyes on me as I walked off. I walked over to the car down the hill and unlocked the trunk grabbing the other blanket. It was a navy blue and in rough shape, it's probably been around longer than Edward and I have been together.

I shut the trunk and locked up the car practically running back to Edward. When I reached him he was still in the exact spot on his back looking up at the stars.

"Welcome back." He smiled and looked over to me.

"Glad to be back." I replied and sat down next to him, spreading the blanket out over us.

"You know," He murmured, circling his arms around me. "I like having date night with you. We don't do this enough."

He pulled me flush against him and continued. "It better not be whenever we argue because I don't intend on arguing with you anytime soon if at all."

"Good, me neither." I responded and wrapped my arms around him the best I could. "And we can do this whenever you want. Just maybe not the whole sleeping under the stars thing in the winter."

"That's a good idea." He chuckled and kissed my forehead. I leaned against his chest and looked up at the stars with him. "What do you see?"

"Stars." I replied dumbly.

"Any shapes?" He asked.

"Uh… There's the, what is it? Dipper?" I asked pointing up to the night sky.

"Yeah," Edward said still keeping his arms wrapped around me.

"That group of stars look like a dog." I said and pointed to another patch in the sky.

He chuckled. "Really? A dog?"

"Yes a dog! What do you see?" I questioned him. "Because I see a dog."

"It's more… moose shaped." He told me.

"Moose shaped?" I quoted. "There are no antlers."

"Yeah well it's way to fat to be a dog." Edward explained.

"Well that doesn't make it a moose," I laughed. "I honestly don't know how you got moose."

"Fine, it's either a really, really fat dog or it's an elephant. A bear might work, but that's still a fat bear." He exclaimed.

"It would be a fat moose to then, eh?" I questioned him, still teasing him over the moose.

"Yeah, yeah make fun of my moose all ya want." He growled jokingly.

"I will." I promised.

…

The next morning we woke still outside, but now we weren't underneath the stars.

"Ugh, I feel all sticky and gross." I laughed and pushed against his chest to try and stretch.

"Me too." He grumbled obviously still sleepy.

"Are we heading home now?" I asked him.

"Unless you want to go somewhere else." He replied.

"I'm good, all I need is a shower." I sat up and stretched before standing and grabbing the navy blue blanket. Edward got up and grabbed the red one. We both walked downhill to the car.

Once we got home we both had a shower and started our day.

…

"What do you mean gone?" Edward asked into the telephone. "Jasper I swear to God, if you're shitting me…"

"Okay." Edward mumbled then spoke up. "When did you last see-"

He must have gotten cut off. I just sat down across the dining table from Edward wondering what he was talking about with Jasper.

"No." His tone rose.

"Look how am I supposed to know?" Edward asked, clearly angry. "Whatever, you just call me back… Yeah I'll tell Bella… Yeah…. Sure… Bye."

"What was all that about?" I asked once he hung up the phone. I watched Edward as he pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously stressed.

"It's Alice, she's gone."

A/N: Yeah, Yeah, I just left you all in an intense spot again. She's not kidnapped, is she? :O

Wait until the next chapter to find out. P.S Hidden parks are real; I have one in my town… I bet ya only 100 people know about it out of 10,000.

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