I Own Stuff... Just not Twilight!

These two stories will meet up and I will try my best not to rush it or drag it out. I would also like to thank ishkabibble22 and mowz for reveiwing all the chapters... which is really both chapters roll eyes anyway, virtually cookies for both of you. (the kind you eat, not the kind that slow your computer down. I save those for people I don't like)

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Oct 6, 2019

It's going really well with Lucas. We've been out twice this week alone and he's been nothing but a gentleman. Our first date he bought me ice cream and, me being me, I tripped and dropped it. I wasn't upset but I had been excited when we gotten it. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Who wouldn't have been? He insisted on walking the 8 blocks back to get me another.

The whole family was all milling about the kitchen, a room they had come to spend an increasing amount of time in, watching Esme cook still entranced by how easily it came to her. The only Cullen missing was Emmett who had decided he was going to teach Bella how to ride a bike today without thinking before hand she might need a bike.

Edward was dreading him coming home as they had learned Bella was very clumsy, even in the short time she was in the house. All of them had becoming more and more accustomed to her scent but he feared that instincts might get the better of them when one of her accident drew blood.

I wonder what we'll do. We could leave with her but she might not even want to come. Where would she go?

"Hey Everyone," Emmett greeted coming through the door. His arms were overloaded with bags upon bags of knee guards, shin pads, helmets and other protective gear in every colour and size imaginable. He also slapped down a newspaper in front of Edward

On the front page of the Port Angeles Tribune was a familiar face staring out at him. "Bella."

Then I proceeded to trip again but this time got it all over my nose. I was so embarrassed but he didn't laugh at me, he just took his sleeve and gently wiped it off. It was so sweet.

MISSING GIRL

Authorities still on the lookout for young

victim of kidnapping in downtown Seattle

late last Sunday. Parents of kidnapped

girl were gunned down in alley by a homeless

16year old whose identity is protected. Gunman

in hospital for treatment of 6 broken bones

and a serious concussion. He claims to have

accrued at the hands of the kidnapper. Any

information that leads to an arrest or finding the

child will be handsomely rewarded with funds raised

by the Fork's local sheriff's department

and residents of the neighbouring reservation

by Billy Black, a close friend of the late sheriff.

The next day I was surprised when he asked me out again, I was certain I had made a too much a fool of myself. That date we chose to do dinner and a movie. Of course there was that internal struggle. First Option: Dinner then movie so you aren't hungry while watching the movie and you aren't starting you're night out with silence. OR. Movie then dinner so you have something to talk about at dinner and you end the evening on a presumably high note. It has to be called dinner-and a -movie for a reason. Right?

After Edward had finished reading the article he passed it off to Carlisle.

"What would you like to do about this Edward?" Carlisle asked almost immediately. You could keep her. His thoughts sounded almost hopeful.

"She's not a pet." Edward snarled. "I can't keep her. She has to want to stay. I still have to tell her what we are." Everyone in the room except for Carlisle let out a small gasp.

Tell her we're vampires. That should only scar her for life. Emmett wanted nothing more then to remain on the pedestal Bella put him on.

I don't know how much longer my tolerance will hold out. If he tells her and she chooses to stay…. Jasper was having little faith in himself

She won't have a problem with it Edward. I think telling her is the best bet. Alice shot him a small sad smile. It's just not knowledge I would wish on her. Ignorance is bliss.

At dinner he told me all about the sports he liked. I smiled and nodded at what I could only assume were appropriate points. He briefly went into baseball where I had minimal knowledge. I watch my family play sometimes when it's storming out. I tried playing that one time as a pitcher but have been banned from actually joining the game after almost breaking my arm falling off the make shift mound. Edward beat himself up pretty bad after that one saying 'he never should have allowed me to play' and ' it was all his fault'. I was clumsy and 10. A few bruises aren't a big deal, the scrapes however tend to cause a few problems when you live with vampires.

Edward turned over all the options in his head for a while. None of them really appealed to him but any that excluded him from Bella's life hurt too much to think about.

"I'll let her choose." He said though he feared he might not be that choice.

"Edward, she is much too young…" Edward cut off Esme's objections.

"She will choose, and fully informed of what she might be choosing. She can stay with us, remain missing and we leave tomorrow or," he faltered at the thought, "she can choose to stay where she grew up, she can be found." And live a life where I won't endanger her everyday.

"Who's missing?" came a small voice from the doorway startling everyone in the room. She stretched her arms above her head and let out a small stifled yawn.

I mostly talked about the family. The dynamic, not the species. Every time I talked about Edward he seemed to tense a little. I asked him about it but he said he didn't realize. Maybe I was imagining things.

Her floor length cashmere nightgown made swishing noises as she made her way to the stool Edward was on. She crawled onto his lap with minimal help and let out another small yawn before picking up her fork.

Everyone was watching her closely not wanting to miss a moment. She looked at everyone in turn and started rubbing at her eyes. "Is there something on my face or something?" The whole family looked away at the same instant except for Edward who she just looked up at and smiled before digging in.

What will Edward do if he loses her? I haven't seen him this happy in…

Lucas also told me about his family. His sister had just gotten married and he had some pictures on his cell phone. We went through them and I stopped on two. The first was at the very end of the aisle when his Dad was kissing the bride on the cheek. He said he had the photographer take that one, as the best man couldn't exactly be holding a cell phone at the alter. The second was a short video clip of the father daughter dance. I had to excuse myself to go to the bathroom. I don't know why I got so upset.

By the time she had finished everyone had left the kitchen except for Bella and Edward. He waited patiently while she put her dishes away.

"Delicious Esme!" She screamed so the whole house could hear. Given Esme's hearing she probably could have heard if she were in town but Bella didn't know that yet.

"Thank You Dear!" Esme screamed back at an equal volume. The smile could be heard in her voice.

Bella started to pad her way out of the room when Edward stopped her. "Just a sec Bella," He said patting the stool beside him. She made her way back across the kitchen but disregarded the stool and resumed her position on his lap sideways.

She looked up at him expectantly.

"There's something I need to tell you." He paused trying to figure out where to start. "We have to leave."

"No!" She gasped her eyes filling with terror as she gripped the back of his shirt tighter. Not the right place to start. "You can't leave. I don't know when Mommy and Daddy are coming back and when they do I want you to meet them. They will really like you. I know they will." Tears started to fall down her cheeks. "Please don't leave me."

"No, Bella, No." He hugged her as hard as he was willing to risk. "That's not what I meant."

"Don't you like me anymore?" she asked.

When I came back from the washroom he was waiting patiently and had already paid the check, for which I scolded him. I hate when people buy me things. Alice and Edward are the worst but all of them have spent their fair share on me. I try and keep a part time job in the towns we've lived in but they think it's absolutely ridiculous. Like I shouldn't have to contribute.

He stared into her eyes wondering if maybe now was the time to lie. If she thought they didn't want her she would be devastated but in the long run she could have a normal life. Edward knew he couldn't move on but the girl would forget the pain. No, she needs you. Let her choose you.

The movie was okay, I had some trouble concentrating with his hand on my knee. Later in the movie he moved it to around my shoulders. I could have swore I heard a growl in the theatre but when I looked around it was just as empty as when we enter it. He gave me a ride home and broke several traffic laws in doing so, not that I'm not used to it.

"That's not it Bella," He said wiping away the stray tears. She buried her face in his chest and shook with silent sobs. "Bella we love you." Love, he thought for a moment. Yes, Love.

She stilled but remained with her face in his chest. He traced small circles on her back, rocking back and forth humming an unfamiliar tune. Her heart rate returned to normal and she pulled away to look at him with blood shot eyes and a red face.

She stood up knelt on his lap and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. The warmth of it leaving a tingling sensation. "I love you too." She whispered for only him to hear.

And then we shared our first kiss. A light kiss, it didn't rock my world or anything but it was pleasant. "Sweet Dreams." He said. I've heard it said to me every night before I went to sleep for as long as I can rememeber, I felt almost guilty letting Lucas say it. I'll have to correct him in the future.- Bella