Chapter 8

I slowly started moving onto my back pulling him on top of me at the same time, "Show me," I gasped out.

I woke up to the sound of crickets instead of birds. I crinkled my forehead in confusion before I opened my eyes. I was expecting to see a window but instead I got a beautiful view of Edward's topaz eyes. His lips slowly curved into a crooked smiled, "You're cute when you're confused."

I felt lighter than I usually felt. Like a heavy weight had been taken off my shoulders. I slowly turned my head behind me to find it dark outside and the time read midnight. Okay well that explains it. I hadn't eaten all day…no wonder I left lighter.

I looked back at Edward who now had a confused look on his face as well before I slowly sat up. He propped himself up on an elbow and looked up at me. My long hair fell over my shoulders covering my breasts easily.

"How long did we…?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes.

"Since noon," he replied back with a smile.

"Noon? As in twelve hours?" I asked in shock.

"Yep," he replied back, "Is that a problem?" he asked.

"Of course not," I told him, "Except…"

"Except what?" he asked.

"I'm hungry," I told him.

He chuckled lightly before he sat up and grabbed something from the floor. I looked at him confused, "What are you doing?" I asked. Is he leaving me?

He threw his shirt and my underwear out in front of me, "Let's go downstairs and eat," he said before he put his boxers on. I quickly put my underwear on before I buttoned up his shirt half way up on me. He leaned against the bed before he wrapped his arms around my torso and twirled me around.

I giggled before he gently set me back on my feet, "Do you love me?" he asked as he took my hand and started walking down the hall.

"You know I do," I told him as I glanced up at him with a smile.

"How much?" he asked.

"I think I've been showing you how much for the past twelve hours," I said with a small grin.

He slipped his hand out of mine and placed it on my waist. He leaned down and gently nibbled on my neck making me giggle, "Stop it," I giggled out.

"Why?" he asked before he continued doing it.

I cringed a bit as I giggled some more, "I don't want to kill myself," I told him.

He pulled away and looked at me seriously causing us to stop in our tracks, "Down the stairs," I said as I pointed down.

He looked down at the stairs before looking back at me, "Oh."

I smiled as I shook my head, "Yeah 'oh'…what did you think I was going to stab myself with a knife or something?" I asked as I continued down the stairs without him.

"No…it's just…" he said as he started following me down the stairs.

"I know your scared I might actually do something like that because of what I told you but why would I do it now…" I said as I reached the last step. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his midsection, "that I have you."

He slowly wrapped his arms around me, "I guess your right."

"Of course I'm right," I said with a cocky smile.

He leaned down and slowly pressed his lips against mine ardently, "You still hungry?" he asked a bit breathless.

I chuckled lightly and pulled away, "Yes," I turned away from him and twirled my way into the kitchen.

I twirled over to the refrigerator and opened the door to get the milk out, "You're sure happy," he noted with a smile in his voice.

I smiled as I grabbed the milk, "Yep," I closed the refrigerator door and saw something I thought I'd never see again.

The milk slipped from my fingers from the fright and hit the floor near my feet. I moved one hand up against my forehead and the other on my heart as I tried to restart my heart again. I looked down at the ground as I tried to make my breathing right. My mind was whirling around with questions which basically meant I was full of confusion.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked as he took my shoulders lightly. I looked up at him to meet his eyes with a ragged breath. His face was etched with worry.

I lightly nodded my head to ease him but it didn't seem to work. "What happened?" he asked.

I placed my hands on his arms too scared to look behind him, "Does something hurt?" he asked desperately.

I shook my head, "No." Taking a deep breath I sneaked a peek behind him but there was nothing there. I straightened out and looked all the way behind him now.

He turned around, not letting go of me, and looked around the kitchen, "What? What is it?" he asked.

I shook my head before I swallowed the lump in my throat, "I…I thought I saw something…or someone," I looked around the kitchen again, "I think I'm just seeing things."

He gave me a confused expression, "Was it Melissa?" he asked.

I shook my head, "I haven't seen Melissa in two years."

His face softened, "What? Why?" he asked as he walked me over to a chair at the table.

I sat down and looked up at him, "You don't see it?" I asked him.

He looked around the room confused, "See what?"

"Everything went down the drain when you left. I haven't seen a ghost since you left, my mom thinks I'm a terminal case that needs help dating, everyone that used to be in my life I lost touch with, and I haven't felt this…light and happy since you left."

He kneeled down in front of me and took my hands gently in his, "And you blame this on me?" he asked in a hurt tone.

I quickly shook my head and squeezed his hands in mine, "No of course not. All I'm saying is that…I don't know how and I can't live a normal happy life without you. If you leave again I'm not sure I'll be able to handle it again. I might actually become a terminal case. Can't you see that I can't live in a world if you're not with me?"

"But you used to be happy before you met me…right?" he asked.

I gazed into his eyes as I thought it over, "Not completely. I always felt like something was missing in my life. Something important that would change my life for the better," I paused as I waited for a reaction, "I don't think I'd be who I am today if it wasn't for you."

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"I was completely lost Edward. After what happened with James…I could have stayed lost forever. Most girls that go through what I've been through would have lost themselves…or worse commit suicide. You helped me get through it and find myself again," I told him truthfully.

He let go of my hands and placed his hands on my thighs before leaning in and kissing me. His hands slowly slid up my thigh, "I'm still hungry," I told him.

He pulled away with a pout, "Drat," he whispered.

I chuckled lightly, "There will be plenty of time for that later," I stood up and looked over my mess.

"I'll clean it up," Edward announced before leaving the kitchen.

"Bring a mop! Not towels!" I told him.

He walked in with the mop seconds later and a confused look on his face, "Why would I use towels?"

I smiled, "You don't remember?" I asked.

He paused in the middle of mopping up. I watched as his lips slowly curved up into a smile, "Our first kiss."

"Yep…right here in this kitchen. Well at least you got smarter and used a mop this time," I said with a grin.

"Hey you didn't tell me to use one," he defended as he continued mopping.

"Yeah well by the time I thought of it you had already soaked the towels. Can you believe how long it's been?" I asked as I remembered.

"Eight years…almost nine," he said just as astonished.

"Yep…and yet I'm still single," I told him.

He looked up at me and glared lightly, "You are not single."

"Might as well be. I would have thought I'd be married by now," I said as I looked away with a very small smile.

He walked over to me and quickly pulled me up against him, "I'll marry you today."

My head shot back in surprise, "Today?" I asked.

"Yep…as soon as everyone's awake. I'll take you to the church and we'll get married," he said with determination as he looked down at me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really…I don't care what you wear or how you look you'll always be beautiful in my eyes and all I want to do is make you mine," he said as he pressed me closer to him.

I smiled up at him, "I'm already yours," I told him.

"Yes but I want to make it official. I want you to have my last name. I want you to never ever doubt in your mind again that I don't love you. Because I do. I love you more than I thought was humanly possible. I want to make our love permanent." I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled up at him.

"Okay we'll get married today…but I'm not wearing a dress," I told him.

"Why not?" he asked.

"I don't wear dresses," I told him as I slipped my arms down.

"Why?" he asked as I slowly pulled away from his arms.

I bit my lip lightly and looked down, "They just…they bring too many bad memories."

It was quiet for a moment before he gently placed his arms around my waist, "No dress then. Wear whatever you want. As long as you're there and Carlie's there…that's all that matters."

I looked up at him slowly, "Are you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure," he lightly caressed my cheek with his thumb, "Don't think about it love. All you need to think about is that in a matter of hours you're going to be Mrs. Edward Cullen." I grinned at that fact. I've been dreaming about being Mrs. Edward Cullen since I was in second grade.

A/N: Yay! There finally going to get married! Review por favor (Please)!