As usual...Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. The only thing I own is this silly story and any or all mistakes I unfortunately have the tendency to make.

This chapter is written without much plot, so, don't take it too seriously. I certainly didn't. :)

And, no, this is not the last chapter, after all.

The last one will be posted soon, I hope.

Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Months had passed by. Since that first night I stayed at Edward's, I've been making a habit of sleeping in his bed every night. And so, two months later, I officially moved in.

Still, nothing much had changed. Except Alice, that is. She finally found her own soul mate-her own words, not mine. I never quite believed in one of those thingies, but if I did, and that stuff really did exist, it would surely look something akin to what Edward and I had.

Alice's dream guy was named Jasper, whom she met in a bar, that coincidentally or not worked for Edward, helping him with the restaurant that opened just a few days ago, which- not surprisingly- was a hit. And with a good reason. I've visited the restaurant the day before opening and all I had to say was wow. Yep, I was quite impressed. The first day of opening was quite busy, so as awesome girlfriend as I was, I helped along. Gotta say, I have never in my entire life...no, existence saw that much money being handled with.

So, between working, working and more working, oh, and yeah, having a few 'business' trips with Edward (guess what we did on those so called trips? I'll give you a hint, it starts with s. :D) in places I only dreamed of visiting, can't complain, but my life was freaking awesome.

And for your information, I did introduce Edward to my parents, just a few days before our six month anniversary.

I can't really say if they liked him or not. Okay, like is a very strong word. I knew my folks were a little crazy, and I told him that in comparison, I was actually the sane one in my family. Edward just laughed at my words, not expecting me to tell the truth, but boy did I ever. I didn't want to freak him out with the talk about my past, and having a father who was constantly walking around with a gun, threatening every boy I used to date or even dared to say 'hi' to, scaring them to death so much they would -sooner or later-run screaming like a five year old girl, and no, I'm definitely not exaggerating. Not one bit.

But what happened next was another thing entirely. My mom got very nutty (yes even more than usual) and over the weekend Edward and I stayed, Renee actually had the decency to flirt with my freaking boyfriend. And my father? Charlie? The minute he saw Edward, the war began. No, not that kind of war you probably had in mind. For some silly reason he did the same old thing as my mother. Well, okay, not really. But, in a way, he was obsessed with him, just like my mother was. They were both constantly by his side, bothering him, hell, at one moment- or few- my mom ran right into the bathroom while Edward was doing his business because she wanted to see just how much his 'dong' was big. Her words,not mine, just so we're clear on this.

"Bella," my mother spoke, "there is nothing more important than a man who's hung so big he'll make you see stars, and will go down on you at least once or twice a day."

"Wait, I thought it was always important that he treats you as a queen, and not a dormat."

"Well...yeah, that too, but mostly the size thing. When I saw your father's hose for the first time, I tell you..."

"Lalalallalalala, I can't hear you..."

A laugh. "Okay, okay, no more, promise."

"Good."

"Just..."

"What?" I ask.

"Did you, you know..."

"What? Had sex? Hells yeah! Since when are you so shy about asking?"

"No, no...I figured that. The way you two look at each other, well... let's just say that with just one sexy look that passes between you two,your dad and I instantly go at it like freaking bunnies. Can't really remember when was the last time my pussy was so sore."

"Oh god. I can't believe I'm talking about this with my mother. You promised me no more."

She laughed.

"Wait...is that why you two kept missing during these last few days? The barbecue...breakfast this morning? Just two minutes ago?"

"I...ummmm..."

"You did! You totally did! Oh god, what is with you two?! I'm bringing a guy I really care about to meet my folks and all you've done since then was fucking dad."

"Hey, I'm a 45 yr old woman. Sex is rare these days, so when your father is horny enough to jump me, I'm jumping along to the train to hump town."

"I can't believe I'm gonna ask you this, but what is it with dad?! He's behaving weird. Well, okay, weirder than usual."

"That's just what I was gonna talk to you about. Does Edgar..."

"Edward," I correct her.

"Okay, Edward...does he take something for his libido?"

I frown. "Uh...No, why?"

"Just a question. But you're right about one thing, he does behave really weird, and that's been happening since you brought your boy toy home. He's like a bee, attracted to the flavor and taste of sweet delicious honey,flying as closer to it as possible..."

"And I assume Edward is the honey in this case?"

"Yes. I can't really explain, but it's like your father wants to be Edward. Actually, you know, when I think about it just now, your father in his young days did behave like..."

"Oh God. Don't tell me I'm marrying my father. It's a girl's worst nightmare. I can already see Edward bald and burping the alphabet to my future kid, asking for more beer while rubbing his humongous belly..."

"Don't be ridiculous Bella. Your father is not bald."

"Yeah, because dad being bald is what's ridiculous in this whole story. And what is this urge to dye his hair all of a sudden? You know, I've actually seen him trying to secretly dye his hair to look like Edward's. No wonder he's in hiding today. He looks like a bird shit on his head."

"Hey, don't talk about your father like that. He did some mistakes, but that doesn't mean he didn't mean well."

"Yeah, for himself."

"And I kind of like...the color," she murmured ever so quietly.

"You're kidding, right? Tell me you're joking!"

"Okay, so...it's not the best look on him, but...if I make an appointment at Tanya's I'm sure..."

I sigh. "Whatever. Do what you want mother. He's your husband after all."

"Bella," she calls as I turn my back.

"Yes?"

"Whatever your father is going through, being the mid life crisis, or just having a feeling he's being overpowered by another male in his daughter's life in general, give him a time of the day. Let it go. He'll get past it."

"You promise?"

"Yes. But only if your first husband dies before your father..."

"Mom!"

"I'm kidding Bella. Geez. Live a little. Smile. Laugh."

"Haha. That enough?"

Renee grins. "For now."

After finally departing and giving my mom and my pretty much blond haired dad a hug, I give him a kiss on the cheek, and go inside the car, back to Edward.

With a last wave, we finally drive away.

"Phew! Finally! I thought they would never let us leave."

"You know, when you first told me about your folks I thought you were just joking, but..."

"Told you so! You can say it. They were acting like crazy teens, but I do love them, no matter what."

"So..."

"Yes?"

"Is the atmosphere in your house always so...vibrant?"

"Meaning?"

"Your folks constantly having sex? Gotta say, they were especially loud in the morning. Or afternoons. Or at bedtime."

"Oh God. Please no more about that. I'm so scarred for life that, I can tell you for certain, you won't be getting any sexy times tonight...or any night of the week, for that matter."

"Dully noted, although I can't blame you. Just the noise your mom made..." he shuddered.

I laugh. "Try to live like that for eighteen years. You've heard nothing yet, trust me."

Two weeks after coming back to California, Alice pleaded for me to do a double date with her and Jasper. I did try to postpone it as much as possible, but,one look at her puppy eyes, and I was a goner.

So, after agreeing to meet at Edward's restaurant, we had a delicious dinner, just the four of us. The chef was amazing, making meals I've never even heard of. And the desserts? Dear god! The moment I took my first bite, I knew I was in heaven. But, I guess, with money, everything is possible.

My birthday's in two days and I discovered that Edward was making a plan. He was a planner, a big one at that, but one he was surely not, and that's a good liar.

I knew he was doing something big, probably a birthday party, since, well...isn't it obvious? You only get 23 once. God, I'm getting really old, ain't I?

Anyway, I'm actually looking forward to this birthday party, and I even suspect as I know Edward really well, just how much he can be extravagant. I always tried to tell him just how much money doesn't matter to me. And it's true, you don't need money to have fun. Okay, only like a half of a million, but that mostly covers it.

I kid, I kid.

Thankfully, Alice had a big mouth and told me everything. I guess that was the first and only time I was glad about her incompetence of keeping a secret. Although, at the time, I was only being right at the first half of the story.

On the day of the celebration, I tried to fake a surprised, shocked look on my face at the plan they formed, but as soon as Edward saw me, he knew I was told all about it. Grinning his cute grin at me, he shook his head but said nothing. I guess he was thankful that, after all, that was the only thing I faked in our relationship.

Everybody was there. My silly parents, cousins, friends, even his own parents, waiting to meet me. And of course, I wouldn't be me if I didn't embarrass myself in front of them.

Thankfully, there was Edward to stop me, getting up on that stage and after wishing me a happy birthday did something in front the whole crowd I never expected (Here comes the second part of the surprise Alice actually decided to keep all to herself, as did everybody else). After telling out little story about how we met and once again embarrassing me, he thanked his foolish brother Carlisle once again for hooking us up, promising him a date with a girl named Esme that apparently Carlisle had the hots for a very long time, and knelled in front of hundred's of people, asking me to marry him.

Me! Asked me...to...to...yeah.

To say that I was speechless was an understatement.

"Bella!" Alice whispered harshly at me, kicking me in the ribs.

Unfortunately, Alice has never been known to be a light at...well...anything.

"Say something!"

"Au...that hurts."

"Not to me!"

"Um...Bella? You okay?" his voice serious but couldn't not recognize how much he tried to hide his smile.

"It seems I've rendered her speechless folks."

And with a small smirk, he gets off the stage and walks right next to me.

"You okay?" he whispers, voice suddenly serious.

"Fine. Just got kicked in the ribs."

"Alice?"

"Yep. One and only."

"So...what's it gonna be?"

"Huh?" I ask like an idiot.

"I need an answer love."

"Oh." I swooned just a bit at the sudden nickname he whispered, and he knew it.

"No time for being mute. Just say yes or no. People are starting to freak me out a bit."

"Tell me about it."

"Are...are you sure about this Edward?"

"Positive."

"Really?"

He laughs once, hard and loud. "Yes! Now please...your answer."

"Why are you wiggling like that?"

"Because I have to pee."

I laugh at his silly answer and decide to give one as well.

"Yes."

"Yes?" he asks, grinning.

"Yes."

"A bit louder please, " he asks, moving the microphone closer to my lips, and I take it.

"Yes...I'll marry you Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, now go to the fricken bathroom already!"

He chuckles together with the audience, and if I didn't know him, I would easily think that his cute chuckle sounded quite shy, and yet, the light flush on his cheeks, surprisingly, proves just that before his confidence comes back.

Whispering, he says, "meet me there in two minutes, for a quickie. I'll be waiting." And with a chaste kiss, he's off running.