Okay I hope you all notice that Bella doesn't actually swear in this chapter. I think anyway. So BE HAPPY.
And no way am I going to make Bella pregnant. The fact that SM actually did that in eclipse just ruined everything in my opinion.
A reviewer asked where I got my inspiration from. I think the truth kind of has to come out now. I'm not a twilight fan. Well I was for about a year after it came out, like every kid was, but I was never crazy. I don't think I have my books anymore. I've long grown out of it, I just carry on with this story because do you have any idea how therapeutic writing is? You came basically make up everything and anything.
A lot of this story reflects my life, like the way Edward was, all controlling and stuff, was kind of my own personal experience with a guy. I don't remember how exactly I started this story, but currently I'm inspired by things going on around me. I don't mean literally, because obviously if vampires do exist, I have no knowledge of that but yeah. But if you're looking for a straight answer, I think the idea of being in a love so strong you don't think you can ever live without it is an inspiration to this story. Corny but true.
I hope this doesn't make me lose the support of you all, I'm just being honest.
Anyway I know I promised a plot. So here we go.
Welcome to the first chapter to the rest of my story.
Chapter 31-Ruined
BPOV
5:58 pm
That's what my watch read.
It was Friday night and I was ready to go to the Cullen's for dinner. But of course, this was also the night Edward was going to meet Charlie.
I glanced at myself nervously in the mirror for the thirtieth time, biting my lip nervously. I was wearing a mid thigh black strapless dress and had my hair straightened and in a high pony tail. The dress, being Alice's idea of course.
I was anxious to say the least. Maybe telling Charlie wasn't such a good idea.
Renee had called me last night, as vowed to my dad, and probed, prodded and interrogated me in every way virtually possible. I repeated the same story I told Charlie word for word. The less lies spun, the harder to entangle yourself in your own web. Of course, she was more excitable about the whole thing and by the conversation I overheard between her and Charlie later that evening, thrilled that I had moved on from my period of depression. Hopefully Charlie saw it the same way…
The doorbell rang and my stomach dropped. Show time.
I grabbed my little maroon clutch bag and ran down the stairs. Well as much as you can run in heels (Obviously Alice, making it her priority to make my life hell.)
Charlie had already opened the door by the time I had managed to trip myself down the stairs and I gasped. Edward got more stunning every day. His bronze hair pushed back, making it neater than the usual bronze stack. His face flawless, as usual, but the black suit he was wearing, enhanced his golden eyes and blood red lips more. That suit had me almost drooling.
"Chief Swan," Edward said, extending his hand out to Charlie, smiling easily. Charlie stared at Edward for a long moment then at me and then back to him before he hesitantly reached out and shook Edward's cold hand. Edward's eyes flickered towards me and immediately back my dad.
"Call me Charlie," my dad replied, moving aside and motioned for Edward to come in and into the living room. I followed them both, sitting on the same side as Edward, showing Charlie silently, that him and me were a unit. Edward took my hand and rubbed soothing circles on the back of my hand, but his gaze never met mine. Charlie saw this, he froze but then took a deep breath.
"So, son, I hear you're looking to start college? What you planning on studying?"
The fact that he had called Edward "son" and didn't even start threatening him yet definitely meant he was making an effort to be nice. I felt a rush of affection towards my dad and sat back on the sofa, calming slightly.
"Medicine, it's something I've wanted to do since- a very long time."
Charlie looked taken aback.
"That's a hard one to get into, Edward."
Edward smirked. We both knew he had gotten into medicine, decades ago. He could perform open heart surgery right now if he wished. Well, if he wouldn't end up eating the human he was supposed to be saving.
"I know, but I've definitely worked hard for it."
"I'm sure, I'm sure. So…you're with my Bella?
Looked like Charlie's moment of niceties were over.
"Yes sir," Edward nodded. Sir? The Edward Cullen called my dad sir?
"And what are your intentions with her."
"I want to make her the happiest girl in the world," he said quietly, holding my hand tighter.
"You think you can do that?"
"I can try my best."
They were talking as if I wasn't even in the room.
"You're both young Edward, don't go rushing into any big future plans that may get you both hurt, take it slow okay?"
"Sir, I know it seems early and you probably think I'm out of my mind, but I think Bella's the one."
Charlie let out a strangled sound which clearly indicated he thought Edward was barking mad.
"We'll see," he muttered.
"I'll take care of her sir, I promise."
"You better. I have a shotgun."
Charlie looked at Edward straight in the eye, not one inch of humour on his face. I tensed but Edward didn't even flinch.
"I won't stop you if it comes to it."
Charlie nodded, obviously satisfied at Edward's theoretical sacrifice.
"Well I better let you guys go. Don't keep her out too late Edward, she has a curfew."
Edward nodded, standing up and pulling me to my feet with him. With his other hand he shook Charlie's.
"It was nice to meet you, Sir."
"You as well Edward."
Charlie then turned to look at me for the first time.
"Have fun Bella," he said, giving me a look that clearly said be careful.
Once we were outside, I closed the door and pulled my arms away from Edward. I was annoyed, I hadn't seen him since Saturday and he didn't even acknowledge me.
I purposely walked towards Edward's car when I felt his arms wrap around my waist and kiss my exposed shoulder.
"Oh, I'm so lucky. His royal highness Edward Cullen is finally sparing me a glance," I muttered sarcastically.
Edward laughed turning me to face him.
"Awww, does someone want all my attention?" He said sympathetically.
"No. But a hi might have been nice," I said, crossing my arms over narrowing my eyes.
"Bella, Bella, Bella," he said, towering over me, "You looked so exquisite tonight, if I looked at you, I would have forgotten I was there. I needed to stay in control. You understand don't you sweetheart?"
He was hypnotizing me with his eyes and I melted like jelly in his arms.
"I missed you." I mumbled like a child.
He took my face tenderly in his hands.
"I'm here now baby," he murmured. I stood on my tiptoes, attempting to press my lips against his but he pulled back.
"Charlie's watching out the window," he said, taking my hand and walking me to the car. He opened my door for me and once I was in walked over to his side and slammed the door of his Volvo shut.
"Well?"
"What?"
"What does he think of you?" I asked, genuinely curious.
Edward sighed and started the car. The car hummed to life as he reversed, staring almost to intently at the road.
"He doesn't like me."
"Really?"
Charlie had made it look like anything but.
"Yes. He thinks there's something peculiar about me. A smart man your father," he said, a small smile escaping his lips.
"So, what's he going to do about it?"
"Nothing. He hopes that this 'fling' will be over quicker than it came to his attention."
Edward's voice was sour. He was definitely upset that he hadn't managed to win over Charlie. It confused me to why it mattered to him so much.
"Also another thing Bella. His memory kept jogging, something about my name irritated him, but he couldn't quite put a finger on it."
He looked at me through his long eyelashes, so intently that I didn't even bother yelling at him for not looking at the road.
"What are you trying to say?" I wasn't following.
"How does he know who I am Bella? Have you ever mentioned my name?"
I thought back.
"Yes," I whispered closing my eyes and banging my head on the headrest behind me in frustration.
"Why?"
"I didn't mean to…"
But I didn't continue.
Edward looked at me again pleadingly.
"You know I talk in my sleep," I mumbled, fiddling with my clutch bag, taking my phone out and randomly pressing buttons nervously. Edward's perfect eyebrows knitted together in a deep frown.
"Bella, you mutter words incoherently, a lot of the time its barely audible."
I shook my head.
"I used to have nightmares."
"When?"
I didn't answer, my eyes still fixed on my phone.
"When Bella?" His voice was firm now, demanding my attention. Yet, I remained silent. He gently prised the phone out of my hand and putting it in his pocket, his eyes smouldering into mine.
"Need I ask again?"
"When we were apart. I would scream. Every night, for months," I said, resigned. He'd get it out of me one way or another.
Edward froze, his golden eyes wide. Well done Bella, make Edward feel bad for the hundredth time. His beautiful marble face crumbled in anguish.
"I don't want another apology. It's behind us."
"Bella. I made you smoke. I made you drop out of school. I made you have nightmares-" he whispered, staring straight ahead now, his jaw tensed and his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"No," I interjected absolutely, "We're not doing this now. I haven't seen you in almost a week. Please don't get upset. Please." I begged, trailing his face lightly with my fingers, smoothing out the lines on his forehead gently and kissing his cheek. His posture relaxed at my touch but I could tell this wasn't going to be over.
Besides, Edward was worried for no reason. I had told Charlie I had met Edward before I was taken, so he has no reason to believe that Edward was the one that kidnapped me at all.
"Tell me about your week?"
I was trying to distract him. It felt weird not knowing where Edward was or what he was doing. I talked to him every day on the phone, apart from the last two days. I managed to get him out of his bad mood and had him animatedly talking about how he went to London on Wednesday and the trick he pulled on some German business men during one of his meetings. Apparently Edward's control over his thirst had improved so much, the Volturi were insisting he worked with humans.
"How is it you can just drop everything and casually stroll out of the country."
Edward smiled his crooked smile.
"It's not as enjoyable as it sounds, angel."
"Yeah right? London? Kenya? India? It's amazing."
"Next time, come with me?"
I laughed at this.
"You're funny."
He took my hand for a moment and kissed it softly, his eyes not leaving the road this time, so not to panic me.
"I'm dead serious. Anywhere with you would be heaven."
I would love to go abroad, to travel with Edward, that would be…incredible. But I also knew it would be unrealistic.
"I can't leave Charlie again."
Edward shook his head his eyes narrowing.
"Fine. But there will be a day in which you never leave my side, do you understand Miss Swan?" His voice was harsh.
"Perfectly," I practically purred, rubbing my legs together to get friction. How did I manage to get turned on at it his voice?
"Bella," Edward warned, clenching his teeth together and opening the window next to him. He inhaled and exhaled heavily, his face turned away.
"Stop the car," I ordered.
Edward's head snapped towards mine, his eyes black with lust.
"Bella, I can't do this. I'll be out of control for the entire night."
I shook my head, biting my lip, I didn't care by this point.
"Trust me."
With a screech we halted to the side of the deserted road. I unstrapped myself and crawled over the gear stick onto his lap. I managed to straddle him, even with this short tight dress on. He was just staring at me, his eyes never leaving my body.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
"I don't believe we finished that kiss earlier," I whispered against his neck. I gently placed a kiss there and continued up the path along his jaw line, to his mouth. As soon as the soft skin of our lips came into contact, he took control. His hands pressed into my back, pulling me closer. His mouth opened mine and his tongue ventured inside my mouth as our kiss deepened. A warm tingly feeling was buzzing through my entire body, making me moan into his mouth as he licked and sucked. A soft humming left his throat and vibrated around me.
Then he pulled back, suddenly controlled and kissed my lips tenderly for a second before pulling back completely, his eyes filled with love.
"My Bella," he whispered, smiling and stroking my cheek. I blushed and looked down, unable to meet his gaze, for the level of his intensity shot straight through me and almost frightened me.
He seated me down on my chair and reached over to strap me in, pulling my dress down to cover my exposed thigh. I struggled to regulate my heavy breaths. He took my hand and placed it on the gear stick, and put his on top.
"You okay?" He asked, staring at me concerned.
"You controlled yourself!" I was so surprised that I realised that my words almost sounded like an accusation. With the level of passion in that kiss, I thought it was escalate to a lot more. I had wanted a lot more.
Edward smiled, starting the car again and shifting the gear, my hand with it.
"I did. For you."
"But how can you do that?"
"Because there's no way in hell I would hurt you again."
I felt a lump form in my throat, but I swallowed my tears. A rush of love filled me as I looked at this man sitting across for me. How is it that I was so young, so inexperienced, but I felt so much for him?
He stroked my hand and brought it up to his lips every so often, only the powerful thrumming of the car audible as Edward drove through what looked like acres of forest.
"So, have you seen Jacob this week at all?" His tone was casual.
I nodded carefully, gauging his reaction.
"I saw him yesterday."
Edward's hand contracted around mine sharply.
"I met his imprint, Serena," I clarified, feeling the need to reinforce Edward with the fact that Jacob had long moved on. I didn't understand this sudden protectiveness towards me, even from my best friend. Edward had been fine with my friendship with him before.
His grip loosened and his eyes flickered meeting mine, a small smile appearing on his pink lips.
"How is she?"
Edward was asking about her, to prove to me he wouldn't lose his cool about Jake.
"Every bit as beautiful as Jacob described"
"She knows of him being a wolf?"
"No, she has no clue. Which is the one thing Jacob is terrified about. I kept telling him she'll accept him for what he is. It's so weird being around them. They react to every action the other takes. He couldn't keep his eyes off her, and she him."
"Are we so different?"
I shook my head. Edward's gaze once again locked with mine, but this time he held it, gold on brown. The expression in his eyes was one which I could not interpret nor read. Suddenly he snapped out of it and motioned out of the window.
"We're here."
I sat up straight in my seat, my mouth dropping wide open when his family house came into view. It was entirely wooden, fitting into the forest scenery perfectly. It was massive, spreading out across the clearing, two staircases running up either side of the four stories. Outside in the front were ten wooden chairs, in a circular arrangement around a massive campfire. It was breathtaking.
Edward stopped in the spiralling drive, and got out, opening my door and pulling me to my feet. I was still in shock.
"This is your other house?" I just about squeaked.
"This is Carlisle's house. Where I was raised, so to speak," he grinned, flashing me a row of perfect teeth.
"Wow….just wow," I breathed, paralysed to the spot, just staring up.
Edward chuckled and wound his arm around my waist.
"I definitely got lucky with you," I teased, finally snapping out of my awestruck daze. His chest rumbled.
"Is that it? You're only with me for my money?"
I nodded seriously.
"That's about the extent of it," I dead-panned.
Slowly Edward pushed me up against the car, his eyes black.
"So you don't love me?"
"Nope."
He smirked and trailed a finger up the inside of my leg, under my dress and towards my centre. I shuddered, trying to control the want stirring inside me. His finger pressed against the silk material of my underwear and rubbed. I hissed and wrapped my arms around his neck, closing my eyes and chucking my head back.
As if massaging me, he began to work his fingers against the scrap of material separating him from my bare skin. He was working magic, every stroke causing me to moan and bite my lip. I looked up at him and he was staring down at me, his eyes satisfied with my reaction, and a wicked smile on his lips.
I was soaked and worked up, ready to lose it just by a few mere strokes. I had it so bad for him, I just couldn't help it. Then without warning he pulled his hand away. I almost cried at the lost.
"No," I whimpered, pulling him closer again. However, he resisted, stepping away.
"It's too bad you don't love me. I would have given you anything," he said casually, I could see the twinkle in his eye.
Every time I played dirty, he got me filthy.
"Not fair," I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.
"WILL YOU TWO STOP RAPING EACH OTHER AND GET INSIDE? WE CAN ALL HEAR YOU!"
I jumped as Emmett's voice boomed from the house.
Edward chuckled but my face turned red, I was mortified.
"No secrets in my family Bella. Let's go?"
I followed him up the stairs of the porch to the door. Edward took out a key and unlocked it. As soon as I had stepped in I was engulfed by both Alice and Emmett, both hugging me from either end.
"Guys," I struggled, "Suffocating here."
Alice retreated and eyed my dress critically. After about ten seconds of giving me the once over, she bounced happily.
"You look perfect, I told you that dress was a good choice."
Emmett looked at me and rolled his eyes.
"Sorry, sometimes Alice forgets that some of us don't give a shit about what we wear."
Alice thumped him angrily.
"JASPER, get here and control your wife."
I smiled, it felt like I hadn't seen them in too long, I was almost nostalgic for them.
Edward guided me by the small of my back to the living room. I was kind of nervous. It's not like I hadn't met his whole family before, like on my birthday, but…I wanted them to like me. Suddenly, I could see why Edward had gotten so temperamental earlier about Charlie.
Carlisle and Jasper were in there. They both pulled me into hugs and sat me down. Conversation flowed easily as they asked me about my week. The entire time Edward was silent, holding my hand and placing soft, distracting kisses down my neck, and purring into my ear.
After about half an hour I realised I hadn't even seen the rest of the family, so I excused myself to the kitchen where I found Esme and Rosalie. Esme engulfed me as if I was her own and I felt at peace in a mother's arms, something I hadn't experienced in such a long time. I nodded at Rosalie and she smiled back. After the whole thing with Edward, we were mutually friendly, however I knew I couldn't ever be as close with her as I was with the other Cullen's. I'm certain she felt the same about me.
"Esme, that smells delicious," I inhaled a pot of what looked like some form of spaghetti with sauce, "How can you cook like this? I mean it must be hard to cook when you can't taste it or anything."
"It's a gift."
"So… the food channel?" I grinned.
"Yeah basically," Esme laughed in return.
I eyes Esme's blouse and long skirt and Rosalie's striking red evening gown. Everyone, aswell as me, was dressed formal in the Cullen household tonight, it seemed to be a special occasion.
"What's everyone celebrating?"
"You don't know?" Rosalie asked.
I shook my head.
"You Bella, we're welcoming you."
I didn't know what to say. This wasn't just a family gathering. This was in my honour. I don't think I'd been so touched in my entire life, my throat started to close as I blinked back the tears.
"Esme, how- why- thank you," I just about managed to get out, turning slightly pink.
"Bella you're going to be our daughter as well," Carlisle's voice almost made me jump. Everyone had walked into the kitchen without me even realising. Damn vampires.
Edward was next to me in an instant, holding my waist protectively.
"Not unless Edward manages to change my mind," I said, elbowing him jokingly.
Everyone's expression was suddenly serious. Edward hissed. I looked at him, and his eyes were narrowed and his jaw set.
"Dinner's ready Bella," Esme said quickly, attempting to ease the apparent tension.
"I need to take a walk," Edward muttered. He let go of me and the next second had stalked off out of the back door of the kitchen, slamming it behind me so hard I'm surprised the glass didn't shatter. I attempted to follow him but Alice held me back.
"What?" I asked, irritated as I tried to pull away. Unsuccessfully of course. Why did I even bother?
"Leave him Bella. He's trying to control his temper."
I was bewildered.
"Why is he even angry?"
Carlisle sighed.
"Edward doesn't want to damn you Bella. Or put you through that pain. Between just us here, he's terrified for you."
"Carlisle, you know this is the only way."
"I know that. He knows that. We all know that. He just has a hard time accepting that this is going to happen."
"He hasn't said anything to me," I said, almost defensively. I thought we were supposed to share our feelings. Edward had made it obvious that he didn't want to damn my soul. He had gotten beyond upset with me after we were at the Volturi and I told Aro that in one year I would be one of them. But after we had talked about it, everything seemed fine, and Edward had barely mentioned it again in the last month.
"Sweetie, he doesn't want to fight with you. Just let him calm down, I'm sure he'll join us," Esme said, rubbing my back gently. I bit my lip guiltily. I scared Edward so much by pushing him away and highlighting his mistakes that he was afraid to even tell me when something was hurting him.
The whole family ushered me into the dining room, served me food and watched as I took the first mouthful. I moaned at the spicy tingly flavour.
"This is delicious, Esme," I told her honestly, digging into another forkful. I then realised that all eyes were still on me curiously.
"Erm, guys, do you mind?" I joked.
Suddenly they all realised what they were doing and the laughter broke out. I joined it, but the sound was hollow, Edward still at the back of my mind.
But soon enough the Cullens had somehow managed to ease the ache I was experiencing without him and in a matter of forty minutes I was on my third course and engaged in a heated debate with the Cullens on whether their abilities could further be used to benefit the human race.
"It's ridiculous. I'm sure you could stop wars or find terrorists or something like that. Alice you can see the future! You could make a difference."
Jasper snorted.
"There are rules in our world against that you know."
"Break them!" I said, almost standing up in anger.
"We're not superheroes you twat," Emmett said from next to me, flicking my ear painfully.
"Language!" Carlisle and Esme chided simultaneously. They had simply been watching this argument with amused smirks on their faces.
"Ow! Emmett, that hurt." I rubbed my ear and narrowed my eyes at him.
I couldn't understand how these vampires were over five times my age and yet their maturity reached no level higher than mine.
I gathered a lot about Edward's family from that meal. Esme and Carlisle devoted their lives to their adopted children, I could see the adoration in her eyes, and the pride in his.
Jasper was so absorbed by Alice that sometimes he'd get lost watching her jump around and give people orders. He'd always be touching her in some way and she seemed less hyper under his influence, and I suspected it to be more their love than his power.
Rosalie and Emmett were a 'what you see is what you get' couple. Emmett was whipped on Rose. He seemed totally entranced by her. He was always trying to get a sneaky kiss or touch under the table and she swatted him away, but I couldn't deny the smile of adoration she held on her face for him.
"So I didn't even know what to tell her when she asked for my Biology assignment so I just pretended I was going to be sick and legged it out the door. I'm not complaining, I got the rest of the day off," I shrugged, after I finished recounting something that had happened at school earlier today.
Everyone chuckled but Emmett rolled his eyes childishly.
"Bella thinks she's gangster."
Before I could retort, I felt an electrical tingle crawling all over my skin. Edward.
Sure enough when I looked up he was in the room, striding towards me, his expression neutral. I gazed down his body as he approached me, my heart racing at the mere sight of this fine specimen of a man.
The entire family started talking to each other animatedly, as if giving us some form of privacy. He gently lifted me up and sat down, placing me across his lap. I felt my cheeks burn red. Surely this was not acceptable at either the dinner table or in front of his family. However, they didn't seem at all fazed by me inappropriately sitting on Edward.
I turned towards him, touching his lips gently with my finger.
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
Edward nodded warily. I noticed his eyes were a deeper shade of golden.
"You fed?"
"I needed to be in control," he murmured, pushing my hair in a soft sweep to one side and kissing the back of my neck, letting shivers travel down my spine. I twisted myself and tangled my hands in his hair, pulling his face down to me.
"We need to talk. Later."
Edward nodded again nuzzling his face on my bare shoulder. I giggled.
"Edward that tickles!"
He grinned and did it again, I almost fell out of his lap.
"Let her eat Edward!" Esme said reprovingly to her son. He bowed his head. She seemed to be the only one in his family that he was weak against. Edward adored his mother, as much as he respected Carlisle. I suspected she held a softer spot for him than the rest of her sons.
"Sorry Mum."
Dinner soon led in dessert. A slice of chocolate cake was put in front of me and Edward insisted on feeding it to me.
"I'm not a child!" I protested, after about three spoonfuls.
"No," he breathed, "You're my angel. I'm going to treat you as such."
My breath momentarily caught in my throat.
"Edward," Jasper groaned. Edward smirked.
"Sorry Jasper, it's not in my control"
"Stop touching her man!"
I gasped as I realised Jasper could feel all my emotions. And yes, at the moment I was hot and bothered. My cheeks flamed, but the others seemed to find it highly amusing.
Esme and Carlisle stood up.
"We'll leave you to it," Carlisle said, a twinkle in his eyes.
"Thank you Esme. Dinner was perfect," I said sincerely.
"Don't mention it, sweetie."
All the Cullens filtered out of the room. Jasper seemed to be holding Alice round the waist very tightly and Emmett slapped Rosalie's arse. I gasped and looked at Edward questioningly.
"If the emotion is strong, Jasper projects what he's feeling."
Realisation dawned on me.
"They're all turned on?"
Edward grinned his crooked smile.
"And it's all your fault."
"You kept touching me," I retorted defensively.
His eyes sparkled, his hands trailing up and down my bare legs.
"Hmmm, I did didn't I?"
"Are you going to tell me what that was about earlier?" I asked softly. His hands froze on my legs and he gazed up at me, the look of exhaustion appearing again.
"You know how I feel about you changing Bella," he said, a sharp edge to his voice.
"Okay. Let's put it like this. So I don't change, and then I die one day."
Edwards beautiful face twisted into a tormented expression.
"What will happen to you?"
He looked at me carefully for a moment.
"I will follow soon after that," he said firmly.
I felt my insides constrict and my heart started to ache.
"Now, if the roles were reversed. If you were the human and I said I was going to get myself killed after you die-"
I didn't get a chance to finish what I was saying, Edward silenced me with his lips, urgently, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his hands running up and down the curve of my waist to my hip. I moaned into his mouth gripping his hair, momentarily forgetting my point. Soon he pulled away, his eyes burning with lust and love into mine.
"I would change for you Bella. If it meant you were going to destroy yourself after I had died, I would change."
I felt triumphant.
"You see. I've told you this before. I'm doing this to save you," I whispered, still breathless from his beautiful attack.
Edward sighed, resigned and nodded.
"I know."
"Besides, the Volturi wouldn't let me live a human life. You know that Edward."
He hissed at the sound of the Volturi. I sat up on his lap and kissed his cheek.
"Will you accept that I'm going to change?" I asked.
He shook his head slowly. I opened my mouth to protest but he beat me to it.
"I will still try and stop you. But I will not break my promise to you. If anyone is to change you, it will be me." His voice got louder and held a firm resolve. I understood how torn he was inside, and I felt so guilty that this was a decision he had little say in.
"Only you." I smiled and took his face in my hands.
"I love you," he breathed, "So much Bella. I can't. Fuck, I can't think about what would happen to me without you."
"Nothing. Because you're never going to be without me."
He smiled, lighting up his entire face. He then grinned at the half eaten cake on the table, his eyes mischievous. Within a second he had swiped the icing off and placed it to my mouth.
"Eat," he whispered huskily, trailing his chocolate cover finger over my lips. I opened my mouth, allowing his finger into enter, and ran my tongue over it. I sighed so happily at the taste, it sounded like a moan. My eyes never left his as I sucked and swirled my tongue around his finger. He removed his finger, catching some more cake on his finger and once again I was licking it all off him happily. Despite having fed only moments ago, his eyes had drowned in sea of black. I bit down on the tip of his finger and moaned. We both know his finger was simply a metaphor. This act had innuendo written all over it.
It happened at once. He had knocked the plate of cake out of the way and sat me on the table, nestling himself between my legs. I gasped as I felt how much he wanted me. His lips were everywhere, as well as his hands. I was panting in short breaths as his hands squeezed my breasts over my dress and sucked my neck.
"Ed-ward, you're- oh- you're family-" I gasped, as he licked my ear and blew cold air over it.
"Don't give a fuck," he growled, making me even wetter if possible.
"But they're all-"
"Fucking each other in their own rooms." He finished for me, pushing up my dress. He grabbed the back of my neck as he slowly pressed his want for me into my covered core.
"I want you Bella. I've never wanted anything so much as I've wanted your body. You've been sent to destroy me," he gasped, as he bucked his hips into me again, making me scream his name wantonly. He then slipped a finger through the thin material and entered me so fast that I cried out. He began to pump his fingers deliciously slowly, causing me to desperately cry out and beg him to move harder.
"My undoing," he hissed against my cheek, taking no notice of my pleas.
"My minx."
I bit my lip.
"Please Edward, please."
Again no notice, he simply slipped another finger in, still at a slow pace.
"You've ruined me," he growled. Tears were leaking out of my eyes. He moved his eyes down to where his fingers were disappearing inside me, lust all over his face. I looked down too and caught my breath. It was so erotic watching Edward do this to me. Suddenly, he grabbed one of my legs hitched it over his shoulder and entered another finger, moving at a terrific speed. Within a matter of seconds I felt myself clamp around him and cry out as the feeling of euphoria filled me. I threw my head back and moaned until the feeling began to dissipate and I came down from my high.
Edward, removed his fingers, gently placed my leg down, pulled down my dress and kissed my thigh softly. My ragged breathing slowed. I met his gaze, his eyes still primal, his jaw set, but he was in control. He leaned onto the table and wound his arms around my waist and placed his forehead against mine. I could feel the heat in my cheeks and the blood pounding in my head.
"You've ruined me," he repeated, softer this time.
"I-" The words got stuck in my throat.
"Shhh," he silenced me, closing his eyes. He was so close to me that his eyelash stroked my skin. I could feel his erection against my still, painfully hard, but he did not act upon his urges. How much control was this taking him?
"How can this be right? You and me. How can we love each other so much?"
I felt a stab of hurt. He was questioning us?
"I don't know," I whispered, closing my eyes as well, a lump forming in my throat, "Does it matter?"
He held me tighter for a moment then pulled back, his eyes searching my face with concern.
"I've upset you," he stated.
I shook my head and looked away. He placed his hand under my chin and pulled it up, forcing me to look into his mesmerising eyes.
"Tell me," he ordered. I sighed.
"How can you even say stuff like that? The last time you thought it wasn't right, you left me. Chucked me out like I was trash."
His expression didn't flicker, but the look of dominance in his eyes disappeared.
"Bella. I wasn't questioning how right we are together. I was marvelling. Trust me when I say, you will never be subjected to such heartbreak again. Such an exquisite creature. It would be the blackest of blasphemy to ever hurt you again. You are mine."
"My biggest fear is losing you." I said simply.
Edward narrowed his eyes. Then he swiftly pulled away from me and knelt down on the floor.
"What are you-"
He held his hand out to silence me and took a deep breath and looked straight into my eyes, his gaze penetrating into my soul.
"Bella Swan. Beautiful Bella. I promise there is no way I would ever hurt or leave you again. I will give you the world. Anything you want, will be yours. I would happily lay down my own worthless life for yours. I will cherish you and love you forever. Would you do me the honour of becoming mine?"
My mind went numb, my eyes wide, my breathing stopped. Surely he wasn't-
"Marry me Bella."
Silence.
More Silence.
My heart was beat so fast I thought it was going to explode out of my chest.
His expression held a resolve, our eyes never broke contact. I'm sure my expression was incredulous. My mind was completely blank. I looked for any signs he was winding me up. No. None.
Before I could even muster if something to say, the dining room door swung open.
"Alice-" Edward hissed, breaking our gazes, "Get the fuck-"
He gasped. I looked at Alice. She was pale. Paler than usual, her eyes wide in panic.
"No!"
In a millisecond Edward swept me up in his arms, crushing me close to his chest.
I was dazed. What was going on?
At vampire speed Edward took me to the living room, where the rest of the family was sitting, just as tense as Edward and Alice were.
"How long?" Rosalie said, biting her lip, Emmett holding her hand tightly. Even his cheerful demeanour was long gone. If I was scared before I was positively terrified now.
"Not very," Alice said grimly.
I looked at Carlisle, he was sitting down his finger and thumb pinching the bridge of his nose. Like father like son. Esme looked upset. Jasper seemed to be concentrating on the wall. I felt him trying to calm us all down. It gave my courage to unglue my tongue from the roof of my mouth.
"What's going on?"
Edward looked down at me as if he had just realised I was there, his face sweeping mine in a frenzy.
"The Volturi are coming."
"What-"
"NOW!" Alice shouted.
It was all a blur as every single member of the Cullen family stood around Edward and me, crouched in a protective stance. With a rush of dread I understood. I gripped onto Edward tighter.
It was me they wanted.
I know it took me a while to get to the plot. But it was too long so I had to cut it off somewhere. Basically the Volturi are coming for Bella. They don't want to kill her or anything, they want her for something. And what they want her for might destroy Edward and Bella. You'll find out in the next chapter for sure.
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