Chapter 2
I quickly looked up with watery eyes the nightmare had caused to find a face I thought I would never see again.
My heart sped frantically in my chest, "Holy crap!" I said out loud. "You died didn't you? That's why you're here isn't is?" I asked him.
He moved closer to me on the bed and gently placed a hand on my shoulder, "I'm not dead Bella."
"Bullshit," I told him, "You wouldn't be here unless you were dead. What the hell am I going to do?!" I asked freaked out. This wasn't possible. He can't be here. If he's not dead then I'm dead. I was freaking out and it felt all new to me. I hadn't freaked out like this in years.
He gently grabbed the sides of my face making me meet his eyes, "I'm not dead I promise," he said with an amused smile.
I stopped freaking out and tried my best to calm my breathing, "Am I dead?" I asked. Gosh I hope not.
He gently stroked my hair with a sad smile, "No you're not," he replied back.
"Someone has to be dead…this is impossible," I told him with tears in my eyes. I still had tears running down my face from the pain in my chest. It was aching more than before because this has to be a dream. He's not real. My memory is just making me suffer more.
"Why is it so impossible?" he asked.
"I haven't seen you in two years…why suddenly come back now? If you aren't dead then I must be," my voice broke.
"None of us are dead Bella. Trust me," he said as he looked into my eyes intently.
He was telling the truth. I could see it in his eyes. The honesty that I hadn't seen in two years. "Edward?" I whispered out surprised.
He smiled slowly, "It's me Bella."
My heart sped faster in my chest as the tears of joy brimmed over. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a tight hug. He tightened his arms around me with a strength so strong that I thought he might break me in two. I hugged him back just as fierce. "I missed you so much," I sobbed into his shoulder.
"I missed you too," he whispered back before he pulled away and looked at my face.
I touched his face with my hands, "I can't believe it's you," I told him. I pressed my lips against his quickly and smiled. It felt good to have his lips against mine. I've missed it. The hole in my chest ached more making me pull away and gasp from both the kiss and the pain.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he lightly traced my face with his fingers. I couldn't understand why it was aching now. He's back…it shouldn't ache anymore.
I leaned my forehead against his and continued breathing through my mouth slowly. I could feel his eyes on me. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. "What's wrong?" he asked as he tightened his arms around me.
I cringed a bit making my forehead crease as I tried to understand why I was feeling so much pain. I realized that with every breath I took that the pain would slowly subside. I tightened my hold on him as I held my breath because of the pain.
He pulled away to scrutinize my face. He quickly placed his hands on my face desperately, "Does something hurt?" he asked.
I clenched my jaw and swallowed the lump in my throat again. I shook my head lightly making the tears spill over before I breathed out slowly. It was amazing…one second I was feeling a pain so excruciating that it took a lot for me not to cry out in pain and the next I was only feeling a small throb in my chest. It healed. The hole had healed. Although it wasn't completely healed it wasn't as bad as it was when he had left.
I shook my head again and looked up to meet his eyes. Those silky topaz eyes that make me feel warm inside, "I'm fine."
"You have no idea how much I missed you," he told me as he smothered my face with kisses. I smiled a bit but I couldn't help but cry about this. He was back. He was actually back. I closed my eyes in happiness from each kiss.
He finally settled with my lips. My heart hammered in my chest except this time it was from excitement instead of pain. My tears were mixing up with our kiss making it taste salty. "Don't ever leave me again," I told him as I pulled away to breathe.
"Never," he whispered before he crashed his lips to mine and pulled his body close to mine so that our bodies lined perfectly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss with a passion I hadn't felt in two years. I could feel that he wanted to take things further so I pulled away.
He looked at me confused, "What is it?" he asked a bit breathless.
I lightly touched his lips with my index finger, "We can't do this," I told him.
He looked into my eyes a bit hurt and confused, "Why?"
I bit my lip lightly before pursing them. I looked to my right to find Carlie in the same position she was sleeping in before. Edward's hands slowly dropped away from my waist. I looked back at him, "I don't want to wake her up," I told him as I pulled my arms away from his neck.
He was staring at her intently, "What's her name?" he asked.
"Carlie," I told him. He gently got off the bed and started walking over to the other side of the bed. My heart ached with each step he took away from me. My entire being was aching for him to come back and hold me in his arms. I bit my lip lightly as he kneeled down next to her side and lightly caressed her cheek.
I smiled at him lightly; I shouldn't worry…he's not leaving and it would be selfish of me to ask him to forget about his daughter and come back to my side, "She's just as beautiful as her mother," he said before looking up at me.
I bit my lip lightly and looked down at her. She still had the picture tight against her chest, "She's yours Edward," I said before looking away from her to meet his eyes.
His lips curved up into a smile, "She is?" I could see that he was completely happy to hear that. I wonder what would have happened if she was Miles'?
"Yes…your father took a DNA test when she was born," I told him, "She looks a lot like you."
He gazed down at her again with a huge smile and I think I was seeing a few tears but I couldn't tell it was a bit too dark to tell. He reached over for the picture curiously and gently took it away from her grasp. He turned it around and stared at it, "She sleeps with it almost every night," I told him.
"Why?" he asked.
"She wanted to be with her dad…even though she's never met you…she's missed you," I told him openly. He stayed quiet. "It's the only way she can bond with you," I said as I crawled over to her.
"How old is she?" he asked.
"Just turned two in September," I told him as I gazed down at her.
"September?" he asked, "The same month as your birthday?"
I smiled at him, "Three days before it actually," I told him as I brushed a stray curl away from her face.
He stayed quiet as he held her little hand in his, "You're probably exhausted," I told him. "Let me just move her and you can get in bed," I said as I gently put my arms around her and started scooting her closer to my side.
"No wait you don't have to–," I shook my head to cut him off.
"She's a pretty heavy sleeper Edward, don't worry about her waking up," I moved her to the middle of the bed and pulled the covers over her small body.
"I think I'll take a shower first," he told me as he started walking to my side of the bed.
I curled up next to her, "Okay," I whispered back. He came over and lightly gave Carlie a kiss on her temple before he gave me one. I closed my eyes in content before I fell asleep.
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