Storm clouds rolled in from the north, sparks of lightning lighting up the gray with white and yellow as the waves moved harshly onto the shore. The rain drops were big and loud as they hit the ocean water and I lay on the rope hammock, covered by the large leaves of the palm trees, shielding me from the droplets.

My eyes were closed, my mouth taking in deep breaths of the cool ocean air as I felt at ease. My hands lifted, up and down like a plane as the wind brushed past my skin, my laced white tank top lifting up as the breeze tickled my stomach.

"Miss. Bella?" A voice from the side said and I turned my head to see Maggie leaning against the open door, rag in her hands. "That storm will whisk you away like the little twig that you are." She smirked inwardly, nodding her head towards the dark clouds that have become closer.

"I'll come in soon." I promised, watching as she went back inside. The thunder was more prominent, the wind kicking up as the rain fell faster down against my skin as it slipped between the large green leaves. I rested for another five minutes, until Maggie came out, yelling at me to get inside before I was electrocuted.

I ran to the door, but even by the time I made it I was soaked with rain water. She handed me a towel and told me to go change. When I was dry, I ate dinner with Peter and his girlfriend Emily.

She was a native here in Hawaii, with dark brown eyes and tan skin. Her hair was naturally curly, but pulled back into a messy bun with a few strand curls hanging out. She had a shell necklace around her neck and the tail of her tribal humpback whale tattoo just peaking out underneath the dip of her shirt.

She was a sweet girl, shy but determined and was much better suited for Peter than I was.

"Maybe tomorrow we can go out fishing?" Peter asked the both of us. Emily stuck her tongue out in disgust and I just laughed, shrugging my shoulders as I picked at my salad. "The tide will be up and more fish will come out."

"Or we can go dolphin watching." Emily shrugged.

"I have to work tomorrow, guys." I said.

"You are always working. Take a fucking break, Bella." Peter shot me a glare and I just smiled, leaning back into my chair.

"I like to work." I told him.

"We can go on the boat after your shift?" Emily asked. "You're off at two right? Well we can go then. The dolphins will be out all day. It's supposed to be nice."

"As long as I can fish, I'm cool with whatever we do." Peter said, stuffing his last piece of steak into his mouth. The thunder clapped above us, the house vibrating with life as the lights went out. "Well fucking great!" Peter said, spitting out his chewed out steak.

"Ew, babe. Wipe your face." Emily laughed handing him the napkin.

"Alright, alright. Let me light some candles." Maggie sighed, striking the matches and setting them to the small candles around the kitchen.

"So much for watching a movie." He said, wiping at his mouth.

"I'm beat anyways. I got open tomorrow, so I better head to bed." I told them, standing from the chair. I said my goodnights to everyone, placing my dirty dishes in the sink and headed up the stairs and to my bedroom. The darkness called for me and I tiredly took off my tank top and shorts, pulling on just a large shirt that came down to my mid thighs as I climbed into my bed, feeling the sleep gently coat over me like a large blanket.

-TSIPWR-

I had no recollection of time.

The power was still out, but the moon was high in the sky, the only part that wasn't clouded over by the darkness of the storm.

I felt something crackling in my skin, a electric current that set me on fire. It started from my heels, all the way to the tips of my fingers. I have only felt this handful of times, all of which I was close to someone significant. Just like last week, in the bathroom.

I lifted my body up, glancing around the darkness before settling on the pair of red eyes that looked back at me with a burning intensity.

I inhaled a sharp breath, bringing myself to sit up more straightly, watching as the eyes looked over me again and again, and a soft growl erupting in the room. Not as a warning, but as a sign to tell me that he is here.

I looked away, laying back down into my bed, covering the blankets to my shoulder as my back faced him. I couldn't hear it, but I knew he had moved directly behind me now. I felt his fingers tracing the blankets that covered me; I could feel his breath against my neck.

I turned around, seeing the red eyes only an inch from me.

His face was lit up by the moon and I reached out to trace his cheek.

His chest vibrated with a soft purr, his face moving into my touch.

I smiled when he kissed my thumb, his hand coming up to wrap around my wrist, kissing his lips just to the pulse of my beating heart.

"Will you hold me?" I whispered, watching as he glanced up at me with fevered eyes. The lump grew in his throat and he stood up slightly, gently coaxing me to move. He swiftly got into the bed but his arms did not move, as if he didn't know what he was doing. I turned around, my back pressing into his chest as I grabbed his hand, bringing it around so his arm enclosed my waist.

He was as hard as marble and as cold as a winter's frost, but here in his arms I felt as if everything in the world was right, that even if this could end terribly wrong – here in this moment I was as happy as ever.

-TSIPWR-

I woke alone the next morning, the spot beside me cold.

I walked downstairs, the power back on but a missing black car in the driveway.

Paul claims Edward was not home, that he hasn't been home for a week.

But I could still feel his strong arms around me.

I went to work, opened the shop and worked my shift. When I got off Peter and Emily picked me up and we rode out on the boat into the clear ocean. We swam for awhile, sunbathed on the deck as Peter fished but yet I still could not get my mind off of last night.

Peter says he didn't see Edward either, and for a few minutes I began to think I may have dreamt it.

But it felt so real.

Too real.

I knew I couldn't have.

As the sunset we headed back for shore and made our way to Emily's house where we dropped her off. We headed out home and when we arrived a black car was settled in the driveway. I smiled to myself, feeling my insides turn nervously as we got out of the car.

When we reached inside, there were bags packed by the door and I felt my heart stop for a slight second when I recognized one of the bags to be mine.

"What's going on dad?" Peter asked Paul as he came to the living room.

"Mr. Masen has… Company …" He said, glancing back to the hallway. "We are staying in the guest home for the weekend."

"Guest home?" I asked.

"Yes. It is not very far. A few miles, still right on the beach." He said.

"Well, who is here?" I sighed, hoping that Victoria had not decided to return.

No, it was much worse.

Because rounding the corner was Edward and he was not alone.

He was surrounded.

Women.

Vampires.

They touched his chest, grabbed his hair, kissed his cheeks. There were five of them, there were undoubtedly beautiful, they were his. He laughed as one tugged on his pants but he moved her hand away, whispering in her ear. They were going outside, most of them in their bikini tops as they moved their way out the back door.

I felt my heart shattering inside my chest.

I felt like I could scream.

I am so stupid.

He glanced over to me, no emotions attached on his face. He was detached, he wasn't the same. He was putting distance between us and I hated him for it. He said something to Paul, but I wasn't listening – I was seeing red and my stomach felt as if it were dropping a million miles per hour.

He threw Paul a key and said something to Peter, to which Peter ignored.

He said nothing to me.

He didn't even look at me as he walked away.

I knew this was over before it even began.