A/N: So I was contemplating writing something in Edward's POV… what are you thinking?

So Bella needs to have a little bit of fun. Don't you agree?

Chapter 5

Riley ended up calling 411 to get us a taxi to pull up around the back of the restaurant. He led me to the white gazebo a little ways from the road and I took in my surroundings. Things seemed to be quieter in this part of town. The lights on the gazebo dimly lit up the sitting area and I could make out Riley's sad expression in the dark. He pulled me down into his lap and stroked my cheek softly.

"I'm proud of you." He smiled weakly.

I leaned into his chest kissing his neck softly. "I'm sorry we had to leave." I apologized and my stomach grumbled. "We should have eaten before I decided to get mad."

Riley chuckled placing his hand on my stomach. "We could always find somewhere to eat." He suggested.

I yawned. "That would be good. I need some Mountain Dew too." I inserted.

A car's headlights flashed on us as it pulled up next to the curb. I could see the color of the taxicab and stood up waiting for Riley to go first. Taxis made me nervous and I would much rather of waited for Alice to get done eating so we could go back with her.

Without a moment of hesitation Riley led me toward the taxi. He mumbled something to the driver but I didn't care enough to make out the words. I focused my attention on the mob of paparazzi still standing outside the front entrance. We passed by and I shuddered at the thought of what Edward's family must be going though. All I was to him was a line in a song. I wasn't even a part of his life anymore and they had pounced at the chance of new information to exploit.

"They disgust me." My voice was suddenly harsh.

Riley looked at me for a second with a surprised look on his face. "Me too."

We rode in silence for a couple of moments. It wasn't an awkward silence though. It was like watching tiny snow crystals fall to the ground or watching the waves crash onto the beach. Riley and I were comfortable with each other. We knew we didn't need to have conversation.

I watched the buildings get brighter as we ventured farther into the city. Couples of all ages walked hand in hand down the brightly lit streets. As I saw their loving embraces, I grabbed Riley's arm pulling it around my waist. I snuggled back into his chest and he squeezed me lightly.

The driver pulled against the curb and stopped abruptly. "Here we are. Pizza Villa."

Riley handed the man some money and pulled me out of the car. The car pulled away and Riley spun me around pointing to the building we now faced. "Welcome to my Grandparent's restaurant." He said causally.

I looked up at the two-story brick building. On the outside it was weathered and had an antique feel about it. The front entrance was made of all glass so you could see the tables inside. The windows were lighted and it had an all-together homey feeling to it. A family of four pushed through the glass doors and came out into the cool night.

"What do you think?" Riley nudged me.

I smiled and hugged him tightly. "It's beautiful."

He took my hand gazing into my eyes. "Do you want to meet my grandparents?"

I nodded. "More than anything."

His eyes lit up with his smile. I loved Riley's smile. Not as much as you love Edward's smile. A voice inside my head whispered harshly.

I pushed that thought away and let Riley guide me into the bright restaurant. His eyes were burning with excitement. He walked to a sign that said, "Please wait to be seated", and a small slender girl with blonde hair. She was pretty, a looker. She couldn't have been more than eighteen and I was guessing on that.

"How many?" She asked looking up. I noticed her eyes were the same startling shade of blue that Riley's were. "Ri?" She asked startled.

He nodded. "Hey Kaylee." He grinned letting go of my hand and pulling her into his arms. "I was in the neighborhood." He chuckled.

She squeezed him tightly. "It's been too long." She breathed out.

He held her for a second, the sweet atmosphere of reunion filling the air. When he pulled away, he slipped his arm around my waist pulling me to his side. "Where are gram and gramps?" His eyes darted across the small room and then traveled to the staircase.

"Private dinner party." She paused giving me the one over. "Aren't you gonna introduce me brother dearest?" She asked batting her eyes.

He chuckled. "Bella, this is Kaylee my only sibling. Kaylee, this is Bella. Bella is my girlfriend."

Kaylee laughed. "Oh, so this is the infamous Bella." She stated glancing back and forth between me and Riley.

I nodded. "Yeah, I seem to be known as that to many people here in New York." I sighed.

She quickly looked at Riley with an expression on her face that could only be referring to me. It was one of those, "that's not weird at all", kind of faces. But hey, since when was talking to yourself and hearing double voices ever weird? In today's society? I think not.

Kaylee led us to a table close to the kitchen and quickly ran upstairs to retrieve the grandparents. Riley sat across from me watching as I looked around me. The walls were off white with wall trimmings. Old black and white photographs of children and places unseen were scattered miscellaneously on the walls. It was very homelike.

A woman of average height, grayed hair, and soft hazel eyes made her way down the stairs. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Riley and her hands clasped together weakly. "Oh, Riley." She spoke her voice strong and sure despite her frail frame.

He stood up wrapping his arms around her small body. "Gram." He sighed squeezing her lightly. "I want you to meet someone." He spoke softly pulling back from her.

The woman leaned around him her eyes focusing on me. She smiled and Riley reached out his hand to me beckoning me to follow him. "Come on Bella."

I stood going to his side and reached out my hand to the lady. "Hi, I'm Bella." I introduced myself.

The woman smiled pulling me into a warm inviting hug. "Hello Bella, call me Gram." I hugged her back glad that she seemed to accept me so easily.

I heard a deep rumbling laugh from behind me and then a whistle. "Well, who's this pretty young lady?"

I turned around and saw a balding man with puffs of graying brown on either side of his head. His eyes were, no surprise, a dull blue color. His smile was funny, natural for him. The gramps persona fit him well.

"Gramps, this is Bella." Riley's grin was undeniably blissful.

"You gonna marry her?" He asked nudging Riley in the ribs.

Riley shrugged and winked in my direction. "Plausibly."

My stomach churned but it wasn't the butterfly feeling every girl expected. It wasn't even the kind of feeling you get when you're about to puke. This feeling was one of uncertainty. I had thought of what life would be like with Riley. There was a nice little house with a white picket fence in that image. There were little brown eyed, blonde haired children running around playing tag in bright green grass. It was picturesque.

I forced a grin upon my face and sat back down as Riley ordered his favorite off the menu. I took the mushroom ravioli since it was the first one on the list. "So." Riley said sipping at his drink. "What do you think?"

I had to smile then. "They're great. I'm sort of envious." I answered truthfully.

Riley tilted his head sideways and his expression became sort of contemplative. "Yeah, they're great."

We finished dinner and Riley took me to an ice cream shop down the road. Who knew there were so many flavors? We strolled down the street until my yawning became a distraction to both Riley and the strangers passing by us on the street. He flagged a taxi down and urged me into the cab. I snuggled up against him and I must of fallen asleep because the last thing I remember was Riley carrying me up the steps and into the hotel.

Then the nightmares came.

At first they seemed like dreams. I was standing inside the perfect little house in my perfect little daydream of what life with Riley would be like. I watched from the window as two blonde-haired, brown-eyed children played in the front yard. There was a little girl and a little boy, twins. I could see resemblance of both Riley and me in them. They had Riley's pretty blonde hair and my curls along with my chocolate brown eyes.

The sun was shining down on them and then I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I looked up to see Riley holding me from behind mumbling sweet nothings into my ear. Suddenly the room filled with a melody that tore at my heart.

I focused my attention back on the window and the children morphed before my eyes. Their hair turned a redish brown color and their skin went from tanned to pale. Their eyes and curls stayed the same. It was as if they were marked with my features. They still played the same in the yard.

The arms around me felt different now. The arms were lankier and less built. I looked down and the hands were long, soft, and pale. They weren't the arms I knew I should be imagining. They weren't large, rough, and tanned. They were Edward's arms their hold tight around my waist. I gasped in surprise and turned around to face him.

His emerald green eyes smoldered into mine with an intensity that made my heart leap. He reached up and gently caressed my cheek. It felt oh so right, yet it couldn't be right. All things happened for a reason right? It wasn't meant to be, right?

Suddenly the room morphed and Edward wasn't in the room. I was suddenly back in my room in Forks. My room was painted purple and different knick-knacks were placed around my room. I stood up and glanced out the window. Sasha's old dream catcher was tied to her windowsill and all was quiet in the house. I knew this night. It was a night I had dreamed of so many times.

My mother pranced into the room plopping down on my bed. "Bella." She said blatantly. "We need to talk about sex." She paused for a moment. "Okay, never mind. We really need to talk about your morals." She took my hand. "If a guy doesn't give you all the attention in the world, then he's not worth it. A guy's thoughts, actions, and morals should revolve around you. Choose him wisely honey, he'll be all you have."

I was ten again. Yes, I was ten when my mother gave me the sex/morals talk. I'd never forget that night. It was awkward yes, but I loved that moment. I missed mother daughter moments between us. I missed the feeling of being safe when her arms wrapped around me. I missed the mother before the drugs. I missed the person she was, not the person she chose to be.

The room warped again this time I was outside of my body. I was a stranger watching the scene in front of me. I watched as I begged Edward to leave. I begged him not to listen to anything he heard. I pleaded with him but he wouldn't listen. Since when did Edward ever listen?

I watched myself writhe in pain on the floor as I tried to hold on to what grip I had on the earth. I remember wanted to slip into the oblivion. I wanted the darkness to engulf me. Darkness was easy and darkness didn't have pain. But darkness wasn't life; you had to struggle for life. Heaven knows, struggle I did.

I let the sobs shake my body as I gave into the pain of reality. Even somewhere in the depth of my imagination, I too knew the truth. Edward was the reason I pushed forward. What was my reason now?

A/N: Sorry for the late update. The pig cookin' was tonight (totally country bumpkin thing) and I meant to update sooner but you know how us country folks are XD! Naw everyone who's anyone goes to the small town event every year. It's basically just a social gathering for everyone. Mkay will imma stop ranting and udate!

Kayla XD