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Chapter 7 – When we realize

I dropped my over flowing bags onto the ground and without delay I collapsed onto my friendly safe and sound bed. My mind was chaotic with what had happened a few hours ago. I couldn't trust myself enough to confirm the reality of it. Perchance I fell asleep on the car ride home and my imagination got the best of me from there. But the books, sitting patiently in the corner of my room proved otherwise. I sealed my eyes shut, yes indeed, it was real.

Troy on the other hand gave the impression of superhuman human stranger. And that struck me the most. He came at the ideal time. In addition to saving my life I was utterly filled with everlasting gratitude towards him. During the hectic result his blow off attitude made me feel less panicked. What I'd give to have glimpsed his face just one time.

Of course my reaction was much less severe then my harebrained yet wonderful best friends.

Emmett hadn't taken any of what I told him and the others as seriously, evidently. Jasper had a simply calm however polite frown on his features the entire five minutes before I had asked Edward to drive me home. Rosalie and Alice looked guilty for thinking it was their fault when it wasn't. When the subject landed on Troy every single one of them asked questions. With theexception for Edward who was angrily fuming about the set up.

The follow up of my grisly weekend led to a fierce joy I had not anticipated. Monday afternoon Edward took me to his house. I climbed out of my seat to see him pulling a large bag out of his Volvo's trunk. "What's that?" I asked curiously.

He smiled at me, showing his ultra-white teeth. "Soon enough, you'll see."

He beckoned me to follow him around the house. His house didn't have a backyard but rather a large surrounding of trees and a lovely stream by flowers and even though it was winter in fall.

"Are we going to the meadow?"

He shook his head, "something better," he said in a promising tone.

My eyes narrowed in false suspicion. What was he up to so soon in the week? I asked him what was in the bag, but he only gave me an 'I don't think so' look. His green eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm and I was suddenly eager with fresh curiosity as to what we were going to do.

I predicted we walked for a good ten minutes through the hazy wind. I was glad I wore my scarf and mitts. Edward balanced the bag on one shoulder and offered me his hand. "We're almost there," he told me.

I took his hand sheathed in brown leather gloves.

"Does this have anything to do about yesterday?"

Edward's eyes tightened, "Not exactly, I just wanted to do something nice for you..." He starred ahead, "You've been through a lot

past month I assume it's only fair if your luck is twisted around the other way."

I felt my lips curve into an involuntary smile. I didn't scold him for spoiling like always, or smack him on the shoulder because he was so sweet. I just smiled, because he was to good for me. And I would never match up to a great friend like him.

We trudged past many shrubs and trees and I tripped over a few roots a couple times. It wasn't to cold but the breezy air left a tingly shiver along my back. But it was worth it, because then we marched through a crowd of busses into the openness of a frozen solid lake sparkling affront us.

I murmured silently, "It's beautiful."

Edward smiled crookedly, i was getting more and more use to that everyday. Yet it still had the ability make me lose focus on other stuff. "I thought we could go for a little run," he said and then corrected himself, "I mean, I brought skates."

I frowned when he emptied my own black pair of skates from his sports bag, "Should I even ask how you got a hold of those?"

He chuckled quietly, "Your mom lent them to me."

"I see."

He laughed once more and then we both strapped on our skates and headed towards the awaiting ice.

The time passed like a clock with no underlying limits. We laughed until we were out of breath and though I was a terrible skater and Edward helped he endlessly I was having the time of my life. I couldn't remember the last time we had done this.

When tiny drops of moisture fell from the sky we decided to pack up and head back to Edward's house.

I sighed confortably while we walked side by side, "Thank you."

He smiled, "You're welcome."

We returned to the house and sipped up a nice cup of hot chocolate while we warmed our hands over the stove. We stared at the flame that flickered under our hands. We had a quiet evening, and I found myself wishing it would never end.

I opened my biology textbook with a sigh, I had been neglecting it for to long. Edward and I were currently sitting in his large homey room both of us working on papers. I was intent on studying which is when Edward's phone rang breaking my reverie. I flopped on my back and on the soft golden carpet surrounding every square inch of Edward's floor.

"Hello Jacob."

I closed my eyes and minded my own business but it was difficult not to overhear. "A bonfire? What's the big occasion?"

I wondered what Jacob said because it caused Edward's voice to rise an octave in surprise, "I'll see what I can do," he said followed by an amused chuckle.

I jumped up. "Tell Jake I said hi."

He looked at me with wide eyes as if he had forgotten I was even here. "Okay," Edward replied and then passed on my greeting.

"Yeah she's right here," he spoke into the receiver, "Would you like to speak to her?"

"Oh, Edward said in a surprised tone yet again. "I don't think so." It sounded like Jacob had asked him a question.

I gave my hand, asking for the phone. He replied with his own.

"Hi Bella," Jacob said, his tone nervous but still had it's own warm cheer in it.

I smiled it had been to long since I had spoken to Jacob, "Sorry about your birthday party Bells, I know it was a while ago but that's no excuse- "

"Jacob," I cut him off, "It's fine, in fact I'm sure you've heard of the spooky events it took place and glad you weren't there."

"No Bella, I would have really enjoyed some over board bodies."

I smirked even though he couldn't see it, "I see you have the full dish. Always good. Why weren't you their anyways?" I asked hoping my tone wasn't to polite.

"Ughm...I might have had a date-" I gasped teasingly, an audible sound, "It was a total dump if that means anything though," he added. "You're not mad are you?"

"Not at all...amused really...what was her name?"

"Leah," he grumbled in a tone that made me think he was discomfited.

"Ah," I murmured. I knew that Jacob had a long time crush on his Quileute friend, something he was embarrassed in telling Edward and I one summer.

"I've got to go," he told me, disappointment was apparent in his voice. "We should get together soon....actually," his tone changed into his happy self again, "we're having a bonfire in a week or so you guys should come."

I completely forgot about Edward what he said 'you guys' so i was shocked to see his head buried in my homework, "We'll be there," I promised.

I hung up and then took a seat beside Edward, "Jacob invited us to go to a bonfire next week," I informed him in a light tone.

"Sounds great," he smiled, but his eyes were too focused on my homework.

"You don't have to do that," I told him and then added, "I should probably get home," I sighed.

Edward looked up at me from under his impossibly long think eye lashes, "You can stay here tonight, you know better than myself that Esme won't mind."

"I don't want to be a -"

His eyes had me back tracking.

I took a moment before I answered him directly, this was traditionally more than it was occasional. But my nightmares were getting worse; more vivid, more live like, something i was good at repressing when I had to, I didn't want to risk Edward's anxiety. He'd been through a lot, and even more stressed out when I told him and his family what happened at Port Angles. I could only hope my sleep talking would be unheard in the guest bedroom.

Other then that I had nothing to worry about; Alice would surely lend me a stash of her clothes and dress me up until I could no longer recognize myself in the mirror, that I was certain of. But that as well was traditional in the Cullen household.

"I'll have to call Renee."

He flashed me a smile that looked oddly crooked, but it was only odd because it was breath-taking.

Dinner with the Cullen's was comfortably pleasant, just like any other Monday Night. Esme served enough food for a grizzly's hide but fortunately none went to waste. Emmett offered a horror movie telling me of its most twisted events without giving to much or to little away. I agreed, dragging Edward along, though I knew he would strongly prefer a book. Alice made a face of pure anxiety horror, before plummeting down on the other side of Edward and I.

Through out the movie I watched with wary eyes. Eventually I was tired enough to call it a night, because in truth it was longer then I had expected. I said good night to everyone and exited the room. Edward followed me. "Tired?" I asked with a yawn.

"Yeah," he said in the dark, yet he seemed completely alert.

I knew him better than that. The last time we had a movie and I had bailed early I had tripped on the last step on the way to the last floor and stumbled--painfully--all tumbled back to the steady floor. Edward luckily had been there to help me out. "I'll be careful," I promised, "you don't have to miss the show for me."

Edward's smile and white teeth were even visible in the darkness, the shadows from the TV casting down the hall was our only source of light. "That movie seriously reeks. I only watched it because you wanted to."

I felt my cheeks heat up, and took his hand, "Lead the way hero."

We both ended up tripping in the darkness on the way back to our room, laughing as we went. The guest room was down the hall from Edward with nothing but a bathroom in between.

I welcomed myself into the Cullen's guest room feeling comfortable and exhausted.

"Bella."

I stopped mid step, my eyes cast upon the still giant bed in the middle of the utterly dark bedroom. I knew that voice; it didn't belong to one of the Cullen's.

I turned my head reflexively to the sound and just as quickly smacked a hand on to my mouth to keep from screaming. Wet and soaking with sea water, drenched in blood and painful black bruises, one arm twisted gangly, the opposite one limp and floppy as well as the rest of his body. But that wasn't the worst thing, those facts were no comparison to his screaming blood-red eyes looking at me with a painful ferocity that made me feel responsible.

No. NO. No.

My breath came in long shallow breaths before stopping altogether.

His voice was like a poisonous toxin, it sent shivers down my back and then through my whole body. "You killed me," he accused.

I was aware of my heading shaking uncontrollably from side to side, trying to make the words go away. I just wanted him to leave me alone. To go away. Forever.

"...Bella wake up..."

I was suddenly aware of something rocking me back and forth. My eyes snapped open. Edward. Relief swarmed through me dramatically.

He patted my sweaty forehead. It was still dark, the moon casted a light shadow in the bedroom. "Are you alright?" He whispered, probably trying not to startle me.

It took me a moment of hesitation to answer, "I'm fine," I think.

His voice was masked with sincere anxiety, "You were screaming...I came in here to see if you were okay...did you have a bad dream?"

I nodded looking away, for the first time noticing his cleavage hard chest. The clock read 3:27 pm.

"I guess I should go," he murmured more to himself them me.

I felt a tingle of fear draw down my back at his words. "Stay," I pleaded, "Until I fall asleep, please?"

"Of course," unexpectedly he drew the back of his hand to wipe moisture from underneath my eyes. "I will stay Bella."

I breathed a "thank you."

I felt hesitant at first but through the tired haze I asked him to lie back beside me. He silently abided and then tucked us under the covers.

Mere seconds later my eyes slipped shut and I was back under.

I felt a caress on my cheek, followed by what could not have possibly been, "good night beautiful."

. . .

Sweet honey butter was the first most wonderful thing to wake up to in the morning. I inhaled the scent without a single thought other then 'perfect.' The warmth was superior, to never move from this place would be a dream come true. If only it could last forever. Sleep had never been so wonderful yet realization was taking its toll in the slowest way possibly. At first I believed the soft comforter was the reason for such warmth but that would have no explanation for the arms that encircled my waist. I slowly opened my eyes.

I was on my side and I was not alone.

Secure...safe...

With Edward.

Last night dawned on me, everything clear at last.

It felt so right yet at the same time so, so wrong.

Because I was having these feelings...and I was running out of space, losing patience with myself, nowhere to store each emotion that was becoming more and more solid. And he was completely oblivious. But right that moment I couldn't curb it. Hide it in a dark unused room in my mind any longer.

His chest was against my back, as if it was shaped to be flawlessly molded in that exact pose.

I didn't have to look at his perfect face to have knowladge of the truth. Not needing to look into those dazzling green eyes to watch myself melt under. These feelings who have been suppressed for so long have finally reached the surface.

This couldn't be a good thing.

I closed my eyes. Better enjoy it while it last.

It was all a matter of realizing.

I Bella Mary Swan am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with my best friend Edward Mason Cullen.

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