Chapter 8

A/N: alright two chapters in one day i'm happy. here is the next chapter and i hope you all like it. I do not own twilight or supernatural.

Lullaby

Bella's Point of View

I sat in the rafters unable to move; how in the hell was I the key to everything? I turned my attention back to the people down below me and noticed they were starting to leave. Lillith just disappeared, Victoria ran off, and the other four got into their car and left. I debated about following them but decided not to tonight; instead I headed back to the Cullen manor (as I now called it). As I ran I was trying to sort through all I had heard and seen tonight; how in the hell was I suppose to tip the balance between heaven and hell? That's all I thought about the entire way to the manor. When I was below my window I closed my eyes and focused my senses; Sam, Dean, Uncle Bobby, Billy and all the pack were asleep, Carlisle and Esme were in their room talking about all that had happened and how they regretted ever leaving me, Rosalie and Emmett were engaged in some adult activities, Alice and Jasper were in their room just talking about me. Damn I hated being the hot topic, but when you don't see someone for four years and all of a sudden you're thrown together in a weird cosmic way what can I expect. I didn't hear Cas so I assumed he was somewhere trying to find stuff out. Than something caught me off guard; I heard someone playing something on a piano, but it wasn't just any something it was my lullaby…. Edward. I used the tree limps as uneven bars and finally went into my room the same way I had left. I tried to ignore the lullaby as I took off my boots, jacket, and laid my gun and knife on the nightstand. Even though I tried to ignore that beautiful song I couldn't; it called to me like a siren calls to their victim. I took my hair down and brushed it out. I sighed and got up from the bed, walked to the door, and opened it. I followed that beautiful melody down the hall to what I assumed was Edward's room. Once again my freak abilities came in handy; I silently opened the door and slipped inside. I stood my back against the door and my arms crossed over my chest. There he sat in the moonlight at that beautiful black grand piano with his back to me. Even with his back to me he was still beautiful; the moonlight danced off his pale skin and that gorgeous bronze color hair of his. I remember how he ran those long fingers through his hair when he was debating on things or when he was nervous. I just stood there listening to him play, watching his fingers as they danced across the ivory keys of that grand piano. I couldn't help myself I quickly went up and stood behind him overlooking his shoulder and ever so softly touched the back of his neck; his skin was still as cold as I remember it. He stopped and just as quick went I back to the way I was before and I began to clap.

Edward's Point of View

I felt a presence standing behind me and I felt a touch on the back of my neck and immediately stop playing the lullaby I had written and played for Bella many times. Than I heard clapping and I quickly turned around to see my beautiful angel standing with her back against my door; it was she who was clapping. She smiled and if my heart had been beating it would have stopped; even though she was not physically the same girl I had met, it was still her. "You still play that melody even after you told me you didn't want me and that I wasn't good for you?" she asked me. "Yes I do. Bella I…" but she cut me off, "Oh I have already heard it all. You did it for my own good; you did it to protect me, blah, blah, blah." she laughed dryly and I had to admit it hurt. She continued, "Edward I don't want to hear it. As much as I want to believe everything all of you are saying I can't." We didn't speak for a while just looked at each other, studying one another. Finally I spoke, "Bella I am so sorry for what I did to you; please, please tell me what I can do to show you I meant only to protect you and that I still love you." I pleaded with her. She looked away from me and I feared she would walk out my door, but she didn't; she turned to me and looked me deep into my eyes, "Edward you really want to know how to prove it all to me?" I simply nodded. "Than quit treating me like I'm breakable, like I'm a frail human who can't defend myself against anything. I am not nor have I ever been like that. I want what I always wanted; for you to trust yourself like I have always trusted you. That is until you left me." The last statement stung my cold dead heart, but she continued, "All I ever wanted was for you to not be afraid to touch me, to trust that I could handle what ever physically transpired between us. I have never been afraid of you hurting me if we had been physical. That's all I ever wanted Edward; that's all I still want." She turned to leave and I quickly rushed over to her, spun her around and kissed her. I did not kiss her gently; I kissed her as if there were a thousand suns burning, I kissed her with such passion it shocked her at first but than she started to return the feverish, passionate kisses. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist and against her lips I moaned. I had wanted this for so long and I could tell that she had wanted it as well. I pushed her up against the door; I began to move my hands beneath her shirt and she moaned. I stopped for a moment to look at her; though she didn't have brown doe eyes I had fallen in love, the deep blue ones staring back at me were the same, merely a different color. Her hair which had at one time been brown with hints or red through it was now a shade of golden blonde and I didn't matter, she was still my angel and I loved her. She pulled my face back to hers and we began to passionately kiss again. As I started to kiss her neck and her collarbone I felt my natural vampire instincts start to kick in; I tried so hard to push them aside to trust myself like she trusted me but I couldn't keep them at bay and just like the first time I kissed her I flung myself back to the other side of the room. Even though I had let go she landed on her feet, not gracefully since her mind had been somewhere else, but not on her butt like I expected. She gathered herself together and shook her head and dryly laughed, "See no matter what you will never be able to trust yourself." I sighed, "Bella I could hurt…." once again she cut me off, "I don't give a shit Edward! You don't think I haven't been hurt Edward? Everyday I go out not knowing if I'm gonna live or die, not knowing if I'm gonna see my family again and I'm ok with that. What I'm not okay is here I am giving you another chance I after you completely tore my heart out, ripped it to shreds and handed it back to me and you can't even do what I ask." She turned her back to me and opened the door, but stopped, "Edward I'm willing to put my life on the line to try and you're not willing to risk it. Here's a news flash, my life is mine. If I am willing to put it on the line you should trust me and yourself. And until you can do that this will never work. Hell even than I don't know if we would work, but I'm willing to put my life in your hands for that physical contact I have always wanted between us. Guess I don't have to worry about that though because it is clear; you will never be able to trust me or yourself." With that she walked out the door and closed it. I sunk to the floor and just sat there; was there anyway I could trust myself and her to have that physicality between us or was she right? Would I never be able to do it and definitely lose my angel forever? Even if we did go through with it would she still want to be with me or go with that guy Dean? All these questions and more ran through my brain as I sat there on the floor looking at the door that my angel had just walked out of.

Bella's Point of View

I shut Edward's door, ran to my room, locked it, and went to sit on the window seat. I looked out it and began wondering why had I allowed myself to believe I could trust him? Damn it how could I be so stupid and allow that kiss to happen. I mean I knew in the back of my head that he would never believe that I could handle or even trust himself and yet I did it anyways. I opened myself up to him and yet again he had betrayed me. I was so stupid to think he would change. I sighed and just stared out my window until I heard a knock at my door. I groaned and went to open it, but stopped. I listened for a moment and realized who it was and I opened the door. "Hello Jake." I simply said. He wouldn't meet my gaze, "Hey Bella, can I come in?" I nodded and moved out of the way. He went to stand by the window and I sat on my bed. Finally he spoke, "Bella you know…" but I cut him off, "Yes Jake I know; you did it so I wouldn't get hurt and you're really sorry and you still love me. I love you too Jake, but not on the same level. I have a question for you." He stood there dumbfounded for a moment but eventually motioned for me to continue. "Jake you haven't imprinted on me have you?" he shook his head no. I got up from the bed and walked over to him; he looked wary but stood his ground. I put my arms around his neck, pulled his face to my level and I kissed him. I kissed him like you would kiss a lover and he returned the kisses. We kissed for a while and than I pulled away, "Now have you imprinted on me?" he just looked at me quizzically for a moment and than shook his head no. "Jake don't you think you would of imprinted on me by now? The fact and evidence that you haven't are proof that we are never to be together like that. I understand and I forgive you for what you did, but we will never be a couple." "Bella I know we can work just because I have imprinted on you doesn't mean I don't want you…" but again I cut him off, " So tell me Jake so what happens if we were to be together and than one day you imprint on someone. Would you really put me through that drama?" It was like something clicked in his brain and he smiled. "I guess I see you're point. I do still love you Bella and I am sorry for what I did." I just laughed, "I love you too Jake and like I said I forgive you." He nodded and we talked for a while; I told him of my adventures and we laughed at some of the things I had done. Finally he said goodnight and left. I changed into my black shorts, tank and hopped into bed. I was almost asleep when once again I heard a knock at my door; I got up and went to open it about to yell at Jake, but it wasn't him.

Dean's Point of View

When Bella opened the door it looked like she was about to be a smartass, but than looked shocked to see it was me, "What expecting someone else?" I asked teasing her. "As a matter of fact yes. Let's just say it's been a very interesting night." I looked at her and she just motioned for me to come in. I did, shut and locked the door. She went to sit on the bed and I followed her, "So what do you mean it's been interesting?" I asked her and she sighed. I knew it was bad so I prepared myself so that I didn't lose my temper. She told me about her and Rosalie's conversation and I cringed. They didn't deserve to know anything about her or us, but I understood why she did it. She was tired of being judged by them and I respected that. Than she told me about her and Jake's encounter; when I heard they kissed I about blew a gasket, but than she told me how it had finally clicked in his brain and I cooled off. At least I didn't have to worry about him only the blood sucker now. "Dean I want to tell you something, but don't flip ok." I knew it was going to piss me off, but I promised her and she continued, "I went to Edward's room; he was playing my lullaby and we kissed." I immediately got up from the bed and went to the window. "Why in the hell would you do that huh? Do you like getting hurt?" I seethed at her and she returned with venom, "Oh yeah Dean I love it. It's an awesome feeling when someone you once cared about betrays you and than you give them a second chance and they do it again. I just can't get enough of it." We stood there not looking at each other for a while until it clicked. I was jealous, I wanted her to want me not that leech. I had to fight for her, so I turned around and basically ran at her and I kissed her. She didn't resist; at first the kisses were slow and gentle, but just like that first time in the impala a fire started to grow between us and we gave into its alluring flames.

A/N: alright so the next chapter is going to be full of drama. So review and I will give you a preview. Songs for this chapter:

Florence and the Machine- Blind

One Republic- All the Right Moves

Quietdrive- Time After Time