I Don't Own Twilight

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Oct 25, 2019

I've been going out with Lucas for 3 weeks now. I went to his house and met his Mom. She was beautiful. Not inhumanly so but a natural beauty and warmth only a mother can emit. Comfortable with herself and everyone around. She tried to make me feel welcome and said how much she would enjoy having coffee with my mother. Esme would be happy to oblige but I can't help but think how well my biological mother probably would have gotten along with her.

After she released her grip on Edward's neck she leaned back to get a look at him. Though it pained him to let go, she moved to the other stool and faced him.

She let out an intoxicating sigh and folded her small hands business like in front of her. "What is it you have to tell me?"

Lucas wanted to come to my place for dinner. I had to make an excuse for the rest of the family meal wise. They can eat but avoid it if at all possible. Once the food is in there it really has no place to go but the way the came in. YUCK.

"Sweetie," he said before engulfing both her hand in his long fingers. "You're parents aren't coming back."

Bella had been having night terrors. Screaming and sweating in her sleep, when they passed she would whimper. He spent nights he wasn't hunting by her bedside, his heart breaking every time her subconscious made her relive that night.

"What do you mean? They might be a while… or?" her eyes started to tear up again as she waited for him to fill in the blank.

"They've died Bella." He knew what most people said in these situations but hadn't, in all his years, come up with a solid belief in God or otherwise. He had read plenty of material on the idea of heaven and hell but remained undecided. He was however decidedly damned and not above lying about it to make her feel better.

"They've gone to heaven." he concluded, bracing himself for her reaction.

I told him I would make him a meal he would never forget. I love Esme's cooking but it is also one of my passions. I decided on Italian. A mushroom ravioli. My specialty. Though I haven't had many occasion to make it for other people.

"Is heaven a good place?" she asked through tears but not as hysterical as Edward had imagined.

"Yes."

"But you can't come back when you go there, right?"

"Right."

The tears started to escape staining her nightgown. Edward was quick to pull her into another tight embrace this time leaving her on her own stool. He started humming again and she calmed down in record time. She pushed him away with her little fist. Her knuckle turning white from the strain. He could see the pain in her eyes. He could also see some resolve.

"Can I come with you?"

When Lucas made it to the house he was introduced to Rose, whom I love to pieces but can't help but be jealous of; Emmett whom he had only met in passing. Em "graduated" last year so they didn't run in the same circles; and Esme and Carlisle who were courteous as always. Edward, Jasper, and Alice had never really seen him outside of school but still exchanged pleasantries. When they all went off with their "things to do" I led Luke into the kitchen.

It took everything in his power not to promise her all he could offer in that moment and just run away with her. But he promised himself and his family he wouldn't allow that to happen until she knew everything.

"Bella, I know it's a lot." She was still crying softly and he knew that when she retreated to her room she would release her anguish. He could feel Jasper trying to send calming waves to the kitchen from his room above and was thankful for his gift. "But there's more."

He moved from his crouched position in front of her back to his stool and sat. Here it goes.

He watched me grab everything from it's place and start cutting the vegetables. Being the smart ass he is offered to cut them for me. Just because I accidentally dropped a blade onto my partners shoe in home ec. last year does not make every sharp object a weapon in my hands… usually. And besides, I missed her toe.

"Bella, we're vampires."

Half-way through chopping the mushrooms he decided to risk injury and came up behind me and started tickling my sides. I laughed and nearly cut off a finger or two in the process. When I resumed chopping he left his hands on my waist and started kissing my neck. It felt amazing. We had never really gotten physically close because someone was always around and just when I thought we might have a moment to spare Edward cleared his throat behind me.

"Oh." Was all she managed though her expression didn't change any.

Edward stared at her imploringly, wishing his power worked on her to be able to know what was going on inside her head. He waited for her to elaborate.

She looked up to the ceiling as she only did when she was thinking really hard.

"So… you like, drink blood and stuff?"

I, of course, immediately pushed Lucas away. Edward and I have always been so close and now I feel guilty that he has to share me. There's no way I would allow my no PDA rule be breached. In any case he came into the room smiling. He's been in depressed mode for so long now it was refreshing to see him smiling. And then if I wasn't confused enough, he asked me what was for dinner.

Edward laughed involuntarily before he let his jaw drop in shock. She just looked up at him as if he had told her it was raining outside. Duh.

"Yes, I guess you could say that." The conversation took a turn he hadn't expected. "We drink animal blood to survive."

"Is that why you don't like waffles? I thought everyone liked waffles." she asked with a look of dismay.

At this point Edward was shaking his head from side to side smiling. "Um yea. That's a start." It was time to get serious again. "But Bella, some vampires aren't like us. They're dangerous. Staying with us will put you in danger." He stared back at her willing her to understand. "They drink human blood."

"But you'll protect me," she said flinging herself off the stool and into his arms with reflexes he wouldn't of thought possible. The scent of her filled his nose as his mouth filled with venom. "You won't let them drink me."

I sent Lucas home after dinner, of which Edward only ate a few bites, but still enough to make him uncomfortable. As soon as Luke was out the door he excused himself. I let him have a minute… and then let him have it. He yelled right back at me, that I was making a huge mistake, boys his age…, and what this could mean to the family if he ever found out. I've never fought with him about anything important, ever. I haven't been able to stop crying since. I can't stand not being able to talk to him about my problems, but when HE is my problem it makes thing difficult.

"No," he said swallowing the venom and embracing her back. "I won't ever let them hurt you."

"I'm coming with you." She said and then ran to her bedroom to be alone.

It's almost like he wants me to choose. He would never ask me to but… I want to be able to tell him I'd always choose him.- Bella

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