A/N: All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

Hi everyone, I just wanted to say sorry I haven't updated in forever. Really I am so very sorry. Honestly, it's hard to get in the mood to write a love relationship story when yours is gone. My husband has been deployed with the Navy for 3 months now and it's been hard. I am going to be writing more frequently and hope you all still enjoy the story to read on. Below is a little bit of Chapter 18 that I had already written. I know it is really short but I didn't just want to post an author's note because those suck. In case you have forgotten what has been going on I am going to be posting a little sentence or so recap. Again, I'm very truly sorry for the lack of updates and I hope to get one up soon.

Recap: Bella and Edward kissed while playing spin the bottle. Edward went over to Bella's house to tell her he has feelings for her but he chickened out. Bella's best friend Hailey is in town for Renee's wedding and embarrassed Bella a little bit in front of Edward. The last chapter left off with Edward leaving Bella's house to go home the night before Renee's wedding.

Chapter 18

EPOV

Shit.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Something must be wrong with me.

Seriously.

It was nothing important! I internally slapped myself.

What the fuck was that?

Why couldn't I just tell her?

Bella, I like you.

God, it sounds so simple… and perfect.

I repeated it a few times in my head as I hopped into my car.

Bella, I'm crazy for you.

Bella, I can't stop thinking about you.

Bella, Robert likes Anna.

I punched the steering wheel with all of my frustration. It was becoming a habit of mine. I let out a low growl as I turned on the engine and started to back out of the driveway.

That's when I heard a smack.

I looked into the rearview mirror and… Shit! I hit the fucking mailbox.

Can this day get any worse?

Wait. No. I kissed Bella today. It wasn't a bad day. It was the best day. Up until the part when I chickened out and didn't tell Bella how I feel about her.

Stupid idiot!

I shot my head toward the front of the house. Thankfully, Bella wasn't standing by the door anymore. That would have been really embarrassing if she saw me hit her mailbox. I took a deep breath, put the car in forward and drove back up the driveway and to the middle. Then carefully I put the car in reverse and tried to back out again, this time clearing the mailbox that was now leaning to one side. I'd have to fix that, but I didn't have time now.

I made my way home without any more incidents.

As I walked into my house I went straight to the kitchen to get something to drink. When I reached the refrigerator I noticed a note attached by the handle with Edward written on the front of it in my mom's handwriting. I laughed to myself. My mom knows me too well. I grabbed the letter and opened it.

Edward,

Your father and I are spending the night at the hotel. Bella and her friend need a ride to the church. Please pick them up at 10am and be ready. Don't be late!

Love,

Mom