Hey! Thank you for all the reviews. I love them all. You guys are so encouraging. I am SO sorry that I haven't updated for so long. We had a test last week and we've only been in school for no more than 3 weeks. Its utter pandemonium. I'm sorry if I couldn't reply some of your reviews and PM's. And to Annilia, Happy belated Birthday! I'm sorry I couldn't reply sooner. Hope you did well for your Biology test!

Oh, I want to add that Bella is gorgeous in my story. She has the kind of striking beauty which turns heads when she enters a room. This chapter is mostly fluff. As I have mentioned before, I am not so good with dialogues. Something I still have to work on but nonetheless, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: "Do I own Twilight? Ye-" gets smacked on the head "I mean, no."

My guardian angel.

After moments of standing there in Edward's firm hold, I reluctantly slid out of his arms, sighing and started blinked furiously, trying my best to wet my eyes which were dry and sore from crying so much. But I felt a strange relief and comfort after letting it all out. As if the weight of the world had been carried off my shoulders. I actually felt, dare I say it, happy. A feeling I have yet to feel ever since I had last seen Susan. But even now, this kind of happy was a strange one. One I had never experienced before. It was absolutely perplexing, astounding, warm yet simple. It was indescribable. But I knew as soon as the next sunrise came along, all this would be nothing but a distant memory.

I finally looked up at Edward who was staring at me curiously, as if trying to find out what was going on in that head of mine. He seemed so focused which made me lead out a small giggle.

Edward finally noticed I was staring at him and his cheeks glowed with a pink flush.

"So," I said, finally breaking the awkward moment and hopping on to one of the chairs in the room, "Tell me about your family. They sound really nice, helping you out with the store and all that,"

I smile formed on his lips and he answered enthusiastically, "Well, I was adopted when I was twelve by Carlisle and Esme. At that time, I was the first addition to their family. And the following year, they adopted Emmett when he was 14, making him only a year older than me. We got into lots of trouble as children," he chuckled darkly.

"I'm almost afraid to ask what kind of trouble you boys caused," I asked, amused by his lighter side.

"Let's just say we went to the office so regularly that mother had a reserved parking space for her at the school,"

"Poor Esme. In a house alone with three boys. It must have been really chaotic at home,"

"No, not really. It wasn't long before they adopted Alice who was a year younger than I was. Esme was ecstatic to have another girl in the family. She would buy all these kinds of dresses for Alice who enjoyed dressing up as much as Esme enjoyed dressing her up. And now, she's studying to become a fashion designer," He was practically beaming.

"Wow, Esme seems really nice. Your very lucky to have someone like her as your mom," I mused.

He smiled warmly. "Yes, she is. She was the one who encouraged my to pursue my musical studies after I had graduated high school,"

"High school," I said, staring pensively into space, "I had never gotten the chance to graduate. So how isit that you first got interested in music?"

He chuckled. "Funny thing. At first, I despised the piano. The awful teacher would give me a painful pinch or two if I had played a single note wrong. Her stares were ice cold and thathuge mole on her face would haunt my dreams every night she came," he shuddered at the memory.

"When I finally couldn't stand it anymore, I complained to my real parents every single day. This exasperated them to the extent of actually firing the old hag," he gave a dark chuckle.

"But though I had no tutor, my mother encouraged me to continue practicing - asking me to play for her her favorite melodies. And soon, I had developed a fascination with it,"

We were abruptly interrupted by a loud knock on the door. "Mr. Cullen, sir. I'm afraid I have to close down the store soon. I would prefer if we could discuss a bit more before I do," Jerry's gruff voice called from the other side of the door.

"Um, very well then. I'll be out in a few minutes. Let me collect my things," Edward lied, trying to buy us some time.

I heard a grunt and the sound of Jerry's footsteps became more distant.

I turned back to Edward. "I guess you have to go," I heard the disappointment in my voice but could not bother to hide it. Once again, I looked down at my shoes.

I tilted my head upwards with his finger and smiled.

"Don't worry. We'll see each other soon. I'm coming back tomorrow night. I'll see you then." There was no doubt that he was sincere. I gave a slight nod before walking towards the table and picking up his things.

I handed it to him. "Promise?" I whispered, afraid I might break down again. He laughed and nodded his head.

He took his things and ruffled my hair before leaving the room to discuss business matters tête-à-tête. I found myself smiling when I was walking back to my room. I quickly closed the door, making sure to lock it just in case Jerry had decided to drink a beer or two tonight. I toppled on to the bed and lay there, staring at the ceiling. Susan, mom, dad. Thank you for sending me a angel.

I soon drifted off to sleep. My dreams were consumed by the bronze haired beauty who had stood by me - calming me while I wept.

The next morning I woke up and took a quick shower. The warm felt good against my skin. Before I knew it, I was humming the tune to the song 'Claire De Lune'. I loved that song. It was song that my mom had played for me on the piano to lull me to sleep every night as a child. It would somehow calm me, no matter how chaotic my surroundings felt.

Finally, when I felt the water turn cold, I got out of the shower and put on a simple t-shirt and some shorts on. I picked up my favorite 'Wuthering Heights' book and picked up where I left off. Though I had read the story countless number of times, it never ceased to amaze me. I always found something new every time I read it.

The sky soon grew darker and I knew it was time for me to get ready. I sighed, knowing it was time to get ready. If I didn't, Jerry would barge in my room and god knows what might happen to me.

After dressing, I waited backstage - bringing my book along with me to entertain myself while waiting. How I wished things could turn out as they did in the books. To have your 'happily ever after' after much suffering. But I knew things like that didn't come true - moreover, I knew that I was doomed to a lifetime of suffering. After hearing Frank shout my names a few times, I finally stood up and walked towards the stage. I mouthed a quick 'sorry' to Frank before quickly walking out on to the stage.

Ugh, I hate this part, I thought as I started performing my usual routine. Today was particularly crowded. Possibly because it was a Friday. While performing, my eye caught two familiar green ones. Edward had looked up from his stack of papers and was now staring at me, his eyes wide. I couldn't interpret his emotions and I started to blush when I remembered I was doing. I then had to walk to the front of the catwalk, crouch down and ripple back up.

A man who was standing less than a foot away from me smacked my butt.

"Woo!" he shouted.

I gave him the meanest glare I could muster up before turning away to exit the stage. From the corner of my eye, I could see Edward's posture go rigid and he was clenching his fists tightly. After getting backstage, safe from the dirty stares of all those disgusting vermins, I grabbed my coat to cover myself and headed back to my room to catch up on more reading.This was, however, entirely impossible. My mind seem to wander off to Edward and how I was going to spend another night talking to him.

But why was it that his very presence made my heart flutter. With his touch, heat would radiate through my entire body like a wildfire. And why was it that his voice sounded like the chimes of bells to my ears. And with that one smile, I felt like I could faint right there and then.

My thoughts were interrupted by Jerry's husky voice calling for me from the hallway.

"What?" I hissed, sticking my head out from my room.

"Its time for you to 'entertain' Mr. Cullen again," he said, grinning wickedly.

I tried my best not to let the excitement show on my face as I answered in a bored tone, "Yeah, sure,"

He opened to room door and shoved me inside before slamming the door shut once more. Just as I was about to open my mouth and complain, a voice called me form behind.

"Hey," he said, flashing his perfect, white teeth.

"Good evening. How was your day?" I said politely, taking a seat beside him.

He groaned. "Horrible. I come home after returning a book from the library and the next thing I know, I'm being tied to a chair by Emmett and Alice's boyfriend, Jasper. Then, Alice skips innocently into the room holding the bag"

"So what's in 'the bag'" I asked, raising one eyebrow.

He turned his head to face me, his face dead serious as he muttered two words.

"Make-up,"

I burst out in laughter. Edward crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me with narrowed eyes. Eventually, my laughter had died down and I was left breathless.

"Are you done?" he asked, his expression the same as before.

I nodded, biting my lip hard to refrain from laughing anymore.

"Well, what happened next?" I said, quickly biting my lip after to stop the laugh that was about to come out.

"Hmph, well, the put all kinds of stuff on me. As much as I struggled, it was no use. They had taken multiple pictures of me, for blackmail material. I had to beg Alice to stop when I saw her pull out her pink nail polish,"

I started laughing again. This time, it was so contagious that Edward finally relaxed a little and started laughing with me.

In the midst of all the laughing, I felt thirsty. I stood up, still laughing and made my way to the refrigerator behind the bar. Suddenly, I tripped on an empty can of beer and found myself falling towards the floor. I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact of the fall but it never came. Instead, I felt to arms encircling my waist, preventing me from going face-to-face with the floor.

I turned around and looked at him. His eyes were looking at mine. His face held an emotion unfamiliar to me. It made me wonder. Then, I realized something. His arms were still around me and our bodies were pressed together - mine somehow molded into his, as if it were meant to be that way. I dismissed that thought. I could feel his warm breath on my face, making me look down to his perfect lips. How they would feel pressed against mine...

I finally snapped out of my fantasies.

"Thank you," I murmured.

"No problem," he said, giving me a crooked smile, taking my breath away.

We stared into each others eyes for a while before I finally interrupted.

"Umm, Edward?"

"Yeah?" he breathed.

"I can't get out when you're holding me like this," I said grinning.

I saw his face fall a little before muttering an "Oh," and dropping his arms.

I looked out the window. The sky was particularly clear tonight. This gave me an idea.

I took hold of his hand making him slightly jump at my sudden action. "Follow me. I want to show you something,"

For some reason, we were running. I pulled him up the stairs all the way to the roof of the building. When we were finally all the way at the top, I opened the door and stepped out.

I walked towards the edge and leaned against the railing, staring at the brightly lit skies. "This is where I come up to think or read a good book or two to clear my head," I finally said, turning towards him again.

He was staring at me with warm eyes. I walked towards him and laid down on my back and stared up towards the sky.

"Don't worry about getting your clothes dirty. It's surprisingly clean up here," I said, never taking my eyes off the stars.

Edward, who still had his eyes transfixed on me, finally sighed and laid down beside me.

We lay there in silence for a while. Both of us deeply absorbed in our own thoughts.

"Don't you ever wonder what it would be like if you were a star? Forever shining brightly, lighting the darkness of the night?" I contemplated, turning my head towards him.

He stared at me for a while, thinking of an answer. He was about to answer when we heard Jerry call my name.

"I guess we'd better get back before Jerry finds out," I said, getting up and wiping the specs of dirt on my costume.

Edward nodded and we hurriedly made our way back to the main room.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye for now," I said, once again disappointed that he was leaving.

"Yeah.." he replied, mimicking the same disappointed tone that I had.

Just as I was about to walk out of the room, he grabbed my hand. "Wait,"

He took out a card from his coat and handed it to me. "If you ever need anything, just call," I nodded and he gave me a sweet kiss on the forehead.

I left the room, touching the spot where he had kissed. The burning sensation had yet to dull. I sighed and got ready for bed.

As a placed my head on my pillow, I whispered Edward's name before falling into deep sleep.

Hope that I didn't make TOO many mistakes. If I have, please help me by pointing them out so that I can correct them. I'll try me best to update this week but I can't make any promises. I have finally figured out the whole plot for this story and I don't think I've come across with any other fan fiction with an ending like mine yet. PHEW! Please review and tell me how this chapter was! Constructive criticism is always welcome!

-Sabby