*Hides to dodge bullets* Sorry I took about a million years to update, but I finally got my new laptop. Man it sucked living without a computer. But here it is, the end to this dear story. Simple. I think it's time to take a break from the endings that involves kids and marriage. This ending lives in the now. Thanks a lot for reading!

I looked up at the sky. Clear as diamonds. I was happy now. He was mine. All mine and I didn't have to share, dream, or suffer.

I was sitting in a booth at Wendy's, waiting for Edward to come back with our food. My phone rang, and looking at my caller ID, I could see that Alice had called a few people. Couldn't keep a secret to save her life. Well, what was worse is that I didn't expect it from her and should have.

"Honey, be rational about this," my mother said. I didn't even have the chance to say hello.

"Mom, I love him," I reasoned. She sighed. "Please. Just hear me out. We want this together. It's not like I forced him to do it, Mom."

"I understand that baby, but you have to take into account all of the things he's said to you. All of the things he did." I could tell she wasn't happy. It was ten in the morning, and she was probably drinking a little. Her twenty year old daughter ran away to elope with her boyfriend of just a few hours.

"But I think the good outweigh the bad."

"Six months of good outweighs two years of bad? Bella, you must be delusional." My mother was talking to Phil in the background. Well, it was more like they were arguing.

I laughed. "I'm not delusional mother. And it wasn't two years of bad, only one day. The two years just . . . happened." I wiggled my fingers having nothing to do to calm me down. "It was only a mistake. People learn, Mother."

"But think about it Bella. This is ridiculous."

"I thought about this already. What it means, what's going to happen. May I remind you that you were only eighteen when you got married?"

She laughed. It was more like a cackle however. "Look how well that turned out. Divorced with a second husband." She sighed. "Bella. Please don't do this. Not like this. Not in Vegas. That's so tacky."

"But we're already here," I said. I smiled. "I want this Mom."

"Bella, please—" I cute her off.

"No. I'm going to. And it's not tacky. It's quick. And we're going to stay together this time." I smiled at what I just said. I was so stubborn. And it was my mother who I got it from.

"Bella, you're too young to do this," she said. She was trying to reason with me, and as much as I didn't want it to, it was working fantastically.

"Let it go mom. Just let it go. It's going to happen." I slumped in my seat, playing with the napkin dispenser.

"Sweetie, can't you at least slow down so that you can make sure you want to spend the rest of your life with him?" she asked me. I sighed. "Think about it, Isabella. Can you spend the rest of your life with him without thinking that he's going to up and leave you? Do you trust him that much?"

The bad thing about my mother was the fact that she knew all of my buttons. All of them.

I was eight when my mother and father divorced. And it was impacting. My mother fought for me in a custody battle and so we moved out to Arizona, where Grams lived. She died when I was thirteen and ever since all of that, I had trust issues. I thought people were going to leave me all the time. It was about the time I'd gotten together with Edward that I'd gotten over it, but then he just made it worse.

"Fine. I'll give you that much, Mom. But don't expect me to wait forever, because I'm not going to. It could be next week that we decide to get married. Who knows?"

"You are completely obtuse, Bella. Call me when you get home," she said. I felt myself nodding, even though I knew she couldn't see me.

"Okay, Mom." I hung up the phone and put my head in my hands. My mother was right. She was, and I hated to admit it. I let Edward back into my life way too fast after all the things he did to me. I should have waited a little while. Because now, if he were to ever do something so drastic again, he knows I would let him in fast. That made me sound like a clingy, desperate girl and that really wasn't it. I just loved him so much that I knew I couldn't stand to be away from him any more, now that I had the chance to be with him.

Edward sat down before me. I grabbed one of the French fries, and then nibbled on a single fry.

Edward looked at me funny. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"I was desperate for you to come back. I'm such a—" I cut myself off. Edward didn't say anything, just studied my face. He looked sad, though, and that made me feel worse.

"We should slow down Edward. We can't just go and get married. What are we going to do afterwards? Huh? You're going back to England, and I'm going to stay here. And it's going to be hard and I can't live with you thousands of miles away from me." I looked up at him, his brooding green eyes penetrating my soul.

"Bella, you're not desperate. You're in love. And I can understand that. I mean, you've had time to think about it, think about what exactly we're going to do. And if you don't want this, then that's fine. We can work something out. You can love me, or you can leave me." He shrugged his shoulders. "It's up to you." He sat back in his seat, his long body extended in front of me. My gaze lingered, but not for long.

"Why can't we do this together? Edward, I love you. But I don't want to get married like this. I want this to be something special." I rubbed my eyes. I sighed, looking into his eyes, deep and passionately, trying to convey exactly what I was feeling. I didn't think it was working.

"Okay, Bella. Okay. We can go back to Phoenix. But I'm not going back to England."

I sat back in my seat, surprised by his words. "What?"

"I'm staying here. With you. You're crazy if you think I want to go back to England and leave you here all alone," he said.

"Oh." A slow smile spread across my face. "Really?"

"Yes, Bella." I took his hand and bit a French fry in half, grinning at him. "Look. I'm trying here. I'm not completely oblivious to the mistake that I've made. I know that I hurt you. I just didn't know we were so attached to each other. I love you. I really do. And I want to prove this to you. That I'm not going to run away."

"It's going to take more than some pretty words to make me trust you again, Edward. It was hard to realize the fact that you'd left me. And I don't ever want that to happen again. Don't you understand that even though I love you, I can't completely trust you? I'm going to sleep every night hoping that you'll be there in the morning, and hope that every time you say that you need to talk to me it's not you breaking up with me. I love you, please know that, but I can't just subject myself to that kind of pain so quickly." I looked at him. He nodded and I smiled slowly, but surely.

"We need some time together. I understand Bells," he said.

"Okay. I didn't mean to say it that way, but—it just hurts you know?"

"Of course I do."

We ate our food, and got back into the car, finding a hotel to get some sleep. Because being in a car for five hours was killing me. So he stopped at a hotel, and we walked in with our limited luggage and he managed to get us the loveliest room they had available. One with a Jacuzzi for a bath tub.

Yes.

Edward fell asleep only five minutes after being in the room. And even though I was exhausted, I couldn't sleep. Not just yet.

In the bathroom, I ran a bath for myself. I stood, naked, in front of the mirror. I was losing too much weight. I was pushing myself too much. And if I kept up doing so much at school I was going to get sick.

I let myself sink in the bath water, feeling it rise up over my head. I could see the bathroom through the water, distorted from the waves of the clear liquid.

I thought about my life for the past two years. I had been getting better. And with this, I was setting myself up for some strong heartbreak and I know that if this ended badly, I would be forever damage.

Right now, I wasn't even sure if I could trust him all the way. I knew that it was going to be hard, but I loved him. I would give him that much. He would have to work for my trust, that was for sure.

After my bath, I switched to shower so I could wash my hair and shave. When I was all smooth and clean, I dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top; it may be September, but it was still hotter than hell here in Nevada. It wouldn't be any different in Arizona.

I put a little bit of make up on and blow dried my hair pin straight. I looked descent, but I wasn't gorgeous or anything. I still had dark circles under my eyes, and my hair wasn't at all shiny. But I looked . . . presentable.

In the bedroom, Edward was still sleeping, and for some reason, I was hungry, so I ordered some room service. My nerves were getting the best of me. I didn't know what to do. In all of my fantasies, this happened. He always whisked me away somewhere to marry me or make love. But today that was different. It was like it didn't matter. Edward told me that he loved me, that he wanted to marry me, but it was like he was settling.

I was so confused.

I walked back into the room and climbed into bed with Edward. He stirred, curling his arm around my waist as I snuggled into his chest.

"You smell amazing, Bella," he said. I smiled. I sighed in content. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you, too Edward," I responded.

Believe it or not, life was pretty amazing after that. Edward and I drove back to Phoenix and he stayed with me in my apartment, while Alice looked for a place of her own. All of the Cullens, plus Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper, were moving back to the US. Alice and Edward weren't in a critical condition of illness, so there was nothing to worry about. For the mean time at least.

"You know, England is amazing, but all the rain . . ." Alice smiled.

Edward had been off with Esme, who insisted on his help for a new house she and Carlisle were looking to purchase. Turns out, they were going to buy back the house that is next to my mothers. How comforting.

"But I like the rain. You don't understand. When I used to live in Forks when I was in middle school I loved it. I adored the rain." I sighed. I flipped the channel to a different station on the television, leaving it on a few reruns of America's Next Top Model.

"Well, I can definitely live without it. I don't know about you, but I love being able to just sit in the sun and tan in a bikini."

I laughed at Alice. It was great to have her as a friend again. God knows I missed her.

Edward came home at that time. He'd been giving piano lessons to some kids in the neighborhood. Alice left from our bedroom, and Edward lay next to me, pulling me into his arms. I giggled and leaned down to kiss him.

"I missed you," he said. He was grinning, happily holding me to him.

"I missed you too." I said.

And it was happily ever after from there.

So how did you like it? Was it good enough? I thought it was kind of nice. Thanks again for reading, guys. And putting up with my all of a sudden updates. You guys are awesome.

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Love, Jessie.