Do You Believe In Fate?
Disclaimer: None of these characters etc. belong to me. They all belong to the wonderful and amazing Stephanie Meyer. I don't think I could ever be that creative. Lol. Stephanie rules!
Author's Note: Hey everyone! First off, I just want to say THANKS!!! to everyone whose read my story, faved, alerted, and reviewed. You guys ROCK!! Anyways, this chapter is where everybody goes home for Christmas. It will be spread out through a several chapters of course, but I think that this one will be one of the most important ones. So I hope you like it! Peace!
Another First
In the weeks leading up to Christmas, I was increasingly nervous, but excited as well. Edward told me he and the guys had made all the arrangements, and there was no need for me to worry. But worrying was sort of what I did best. Thoughts kept swirling and circling around in my head. Would they like me? Would they hate me? Would they think I was good enough for their son? I never got anywhere with my questions; I just got an upset stomach and a headache.
Normally I would have turned to Alice and Rosalie for advice, but they were just as nervous as I was. This was a new thing for all of us – meeting the family. I think it was even more important for Rose and Alice, since the Masens weren't Emmet and Jasper's real family, but they meant more to them than their real family.
And on top of everything, I had to figure out a way to tell my mother that I wasn't spending Christmas with her, without telling her that I was going to see my boyfriend's family. I hated to lie to her, but I just couldn't deal the stress of her lecturing me, and the stress of meeting Edward's family. I just couldn't! So about a week after I agreed to go, I called my mother up. I knew exactly what I was going to say; I just hoped she believed me. My mother had an uncanny ability to see straight through me.
After five rings my mom answered, sounding a bit breathless. "Hello?" she asked.
"Hey mom, it's me. Why do you sound so out of breath?" I asked.
"I misplaced my phone again. But I found it! Anyways, what's up honey?" she asked.
"Um… I wanted to talk to you… about Christmas." I said.
"Oh? What about Christmas?" I bit my lip, and took a deep breath.
"I'd like to see Charlie for Christmas." I said. There was a long pause, and I could practically hear my mother's shock through the silence in the phone. "Mom?"
"I'm still here. Why? You haven't seen him in two years. The last time you spoke to was…"
"Over three months ago, for my birthday." I mumbled.
"Yes. So why the sudden urge to see him?" she asked.
"Well… I've just been thinking lately, about family." I said. Which was true enough. "I just… I feel like it's now or never, you know?"
"Well… alright. If it's what you really want." She said, uncertainly.
"It is." I said, relieved.
"Okay, honey. I'll miss you though." She said. I smiled.
"I'll miss you too. Love you, mom." I said.
"Love you too, honey. Bye Bella."
"Bye."
I hung up, and felt intensely relieved. For I while I just sat on my bed and thought. It had started out as an excuse, but now that I thought about it… maybe I would go see Charlie this Christmas. I'd surprise him, and we could have a little Christmas with just us. I smiled. I'd never been really close with my dad, but he was always nice, and when you got him to open up he had a good sense of humor.
Satisfied with my decision, I called Edward. "Hello beautiful." His velvet voice greeted me. He always answered my calls the same way, and it always made me smile.
"Hello. I told my mom that I was going to spend Christmas with my dad. So I'm going to visit him once we get there." I said. I'd explained to Edward about my mother's obsessive tendencies, so he knew what I was talking about.
"Alright. I didn't know your father lived in Forks."
"I didn't tell you that? Huh. Well, when I was a baby my mom and I lived there with him. Then, a few months after I was born, my mother took me to Arizona, because she wasn't happy there anymore."
"Oh. I'm sorry, Bella."
"For what?"
"That you're parents spilt so early. That had to be hard."
"Not really. I don't remember anything from when I lived there, and I could always visit whenever I wanted to. My dad and I were just never close." I said. It always made me a little sad when I said that.
"I'm sorry." He said again. I smiled.
"That's okay. Alright, I need more reassurance." I said. Edward laughed. Periodically I would ask Edward to tell me again that everything would be fine, and his family would love me.
"Okay. Everything will be absolutely fine, Bella. My family will adore you, and I'm sure you'll have them wrapped around your finger, right above where I'm currently residing." He said. I melted.
"Oh, Edward." I murmured.
"Wait, I'm not done. We'll get there, and we'll decorate a ridiculously big tree with outrageous amounts of ornaments, and we'll have a big dinner, and my mother will tell horrifyingly embarrassing stories about Jasper, Emmet, and I, and you will laugh until you fall over. Then we'll open gifts on Christmas morning, and you will pledge undying love and gratitude to me when I give you your gift." He said teasingly. I laughed.
"I don't know… I don't pledge my undying love and gratitude easily." I said. Edward chuckled.
"I'm not worried." He said. I thought for a moment.
"Edward, you didn't spend a lot of money did you?" I asked anxiously. There was a confused pause.
"Why?"
"Well, because I don't want you to spend a lot of money on me." I said.
"Why?" he repeated.
"Because, I feel like I can't reciprocated properly." I said.
"What do you mean? Bella, just by being with me, you give me the greatest gift of all." He said, sounding both frustrated and a bit offended. Even while my heart melted and danced in my chest, I sighed in frustration.
"You see?! That's what I mean. You are just so… so perfect, and I'm a plain Jane. So by choosing to be with me, you're giving me everything. Anything on top of that just throws us more out of balance." I said.
There was a very long pause, and because it was a phone call, I couldn't tell what he was feeling or thinking. "Bella, you saying that makes me so mad, I can't even tell you." He said, furiously. I blinked in surprise. I'd never seen or heard Edward angry. Ever!
"What? Why?" I asked.
"I'll be over in a few minutes. Don't leave." He said. Then the line cut out. I stared at the phone in blank confusion, wondering what on earth had made Edward so mad. He'd never even been cross with me. I'd say the same thing, but I wasn't really a morning person, so sometimes when he called to wake me up I'd be just a bit grouchy. But other than that we'd never really fought. It was kind of fascinating and terrifying at the same time.
I walked into the living room, frowning. Alice looked up from the T.V, and Rose from her magazine. "What's up Bells?" Alice asked.
"I think Edward and I are having our first fight." I said. Rose raised her eyebrows.
"Oh? About what?" she asked.
"About not spending a lot of money on me." I said.
"Why don't you want him to spend money on you?" Alice asked. I told them what I'd told Edward, and they rolled their eyes simultaneously.
"Bella, Bella, Bella. When are you going to see yourself clearly? You are the smartest, prettiest, funniest, and most caring girl I know. And before you deny it," she said, as I was about to. "Let's look at this using your twisted logic. If you weren't all of those things, would a great catch like Edward ever spend a single second with you?" she asked. I didn't have an answer to that. Rose grinned in triumph. "So of course Edward wants to be with you. What guy wouldn't?" She asked.
"Most of them." I mumbled.
"But do you want most of them the way you want Edward?" Alice asked. I blinked at her.
"Since when did you get so smart?" I teased. Alice laughed.
"I've always been smart." She said. We all laughed, and then I sighed.
"Now I just have to tell Edward – before he blows up on me." I said.
"Wait, Edward; blow up on you? Are we talking about the same Edward; tall, bronze hair, green eyes?" Rose asked.
"Yep; that would be the one." I said, sighing. Just then there was a knock on the door, and then the door opened and there stood Edward. He looked livid. Uh oh. I was in trouble.
He looked like a young god – beautiful, dangerous, and unstoppable. Alice, Rose, and I exchanged surprised and (to be honest, a bit frightened) glances. "Alice. Rose." Edward greeted calmly. Oh boy. I was in big trouble. Alice and Rose made a noise that could pass for a greeting. Edward walked forward, and simply threw me over his shoulder. I squeaked, and then before I could react further, Edward and I were in my room, he was setting me on my feet, and closing the door. Then his lips were on mine, and all thought process ceased.
His mouth was hot, rough, and demanding on mine. His hands fisted into my hair, and his body pressed mine into the wall. I moaned when his tongue swept into my mouth. I locked my arms around his neck, and struggled to remember to breath. Suddenly he dragged my head back, and his mouth ravaged my throat. His teeth nipped lightly, and then soothed the small pain with hot brushes of his mouth.
When he apparently decided he'd proved his point, he looked at me. His breathing was just as ragged as mine, and his eyes were hot with both passion and anger. "You are amazing. You are the smartest, most beautiful, most caring person I have ever met. And every day I can't believe how lucky I am to know you." He said. His face had softened, and his eyes quieted. His fingertips brushed over my cheeks. "I can't believe how lucky I am to be able to hold you, kiss you…" he murmured, kissing me softly, and tenderly.
He rested his forehead against mine, and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry I lost my temper. It's just, when I heard you say that…" he shook his head. "You take yourself for granted, Bella. Something that I will never do." He said fervently. I smiled, touched his face softly, and then chuckled.
"Yeah, I'd sort of figured that out while you were on your way over. I talked to Alice and Rose, and they gave me a good kick in the ass, so to speak, and set me straight." I said. Edward grinned, and kissed me again. I didn't think I'd ever get tired of that.
"Remind me to thank them." He murmured.
"Mmm…" I hummed. I braided my fingers into his hair, and kissed him. A brush of lips, a slide of tongues, soft murmurs and sighs – all things that I couldn't get enough of when I kissed him. It made me feel like a cat, stretching and then curling up in front of a warm. All softness and warmth. And then there wasn't any of that – all wild passion, frantic hands, and urgent mouths. God I couldn't get enough of him.
When I pulled away, I chuckled. Edward smiled. "What?"
"We just had another first. Two, actually," I said. He titled his head to one side.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Our first fight and our first makeup kiss." I said. Edward grinned mischievously, and I shivered delightedly.
"I can't say I enjoyed the first part of that overly much, but the second part…" he said, kissing me again. "Was exquisite," he finished. I chuckled, and dragged him over to my bed. We both lay down on top of the covers, and curled into each other. I sighed. In a few days there would be yet another first. Meeting the family… I hoped that one would go over as well as this one.
Ending Note: Okay, I know that I said this one would be the uber important one, but it didn't work out that way. Lol. Anyways, the next chapter will definitely be the important one. I don't know when I'll have it up, but hopefully soon. Thanks again to everyone whose read and reviewed. But never hesitate to read and review more! I'm such a slut for reviews. Lol. Love you guys!!! Peace!! ~~~~~~~~:D~~~~~~~~
