|It was only a dream?
Author: Shattered-By-Broken-Dreams PM
So many stories about how Edward never came back... BUT what if Edward NEVER LEFT? IT was just a silly dream he told her. he would stay as long as she wanted him there, right? Can she keep there love strong? Or will he find some way, some reason to leave?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Chapters: 4 - Words: 6,213 - Reviews: 39 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 16 - Updated: 08-20-08 - Published: 05-30-08 - id: 4288672
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Chapter 1, Bella's point of view.
"Good morning Bella." Edward whispered into my ear.
I rolled over, eyes fluttering open, and smiled. "Good morning." I grinned sheepishly, trying to yawn and smile at the same time. He chuckled, and leaned down a bit. I closed the distance with a little push from my elbow. Our lips met for a brief second, and my head spun. Like always.
I closed my eyes again and layed my head back down. I had no intentions of getting up yet to be honest. Edward didn't try to force me out of bed either, like he normally would. He let me lay there for a while, atleast until my stomach started growling. I hadn't been able to get back to sleep, and by now, I was starving.
I groaned and rolled back over, forgetting that my bed wasn't to big. I braced myself for the fall, arms in front of my face. I was prepared for the crash, but not for what I got. I forget sometimes, that Edward isn't exactly human. Well, I don't see how I could, seeing as how he is so perfect. I felt his cool, granite arms wrapping around me and pulling my upright.
"Careful." He smiled.
"Sorry." I said under my breath, even though he was sure to hear.
He laughed little bit, and picked me up. He carried me down the stairs, with me protesting the entire time. I would have pounded on his back, but that would have just bruised me. I stopped fighting when I heard someone moving around in the kitchen. I could barely hear it though, so I figured it must have been another Cullen. I could smell bacon and eggs and pancakes cooking.
"What are you doing" I asked as Edward sat down in a chair, pulling me onto his lap.
"What does it look like?" Alice answered. "I am making your breakfast."
"Because, you said that we couldn't celebrate your birthday tomorrow, so I figure I would do it today. And besides, it's a sunday. I have already eaten and so has Edward. The rest of the family won't be back until tomorrow though."
"No but's Bella." Edward cut in.
I turned a little to look at him, glare actually. Why was he taking her side? That's not fair! I tried to stand up, but his arms tightened, keeping me glued to him. They didn't want me to help, that was for sure. I couldn't just sit here though. I kept trying to get away from his iron grasp, but he just kept holding me. I was surprised how strong he is, and he isn't hurting me.
The second Edward let his guard down, I jumped up, wiggling away from him. I ran quickly over to Alice's side, shockingly taking her by surprise. I took the spatula from her hand, but she quickly took it back. I knew I had no chance, but I had to try. I looked back to Edward who was rising from his chair with a puzzled look on his face.
"Hey!" Alice shouted, slapping my hand lightly. "Edward."
Edward laughed and cmae over to grab me, but I dodged him and ran over to the other side of the table. It was my turn to be surprised, he wasn't trying to get me like he could have been. He was playing back. That or he was afraid he might hurt me. I took advantage of this moment and ran around the table as quickly as I could and over to the cupboard.
"Please just let me help." I begged.
"No Bella." Alice argued.
"What if you burn it?"
"I won't burn it."
"Says me. Bella, will you please quit being so complicated and sit down."
"Fine." I pouted and sat down in a chair. Edward went to sit next to me, when the doorbell rang. I jumped up to answer it and felt two icy hands on my shoulders, pushing me softly back down into my chair.
"Stay put." Edward said sternly before leaving the kitchen to answer the door. I wasn't going to give up that easily though. I stood up and walked over to the fridge, pulling out the milk and butter.
"What are you doing?" Alice asked, whirling around to face me. "Bella."
"As if you don't know."
I smirked and pulled a glass out of the cupboard. I had started pouring the milk, but once again Edward's hand lightly covered mine. I looked up and directly into Edward's gorgeous butterscotch eyes. Bad Idea. I forgot about my surroundings and thought about him. I didn't deserve him, I deserved much less. And yet, here he was, standing in my kitchen with me after half a year. I thought about it, and smiled, letting my arm drop to my side. I heard a light thud, and felt my feet getting wet.
"Oh!" I cried, being brought back to reality. I bent down to pick up the milk gallon, but there was only a pool of white liquid at my feet. I felt myself being lifted from the ground and carried away from the kitchen. I looked back at Alice. She smirked at me, so I glared. As she laughed I saw her barely wink and turn back to her work.
"Bella, love, would you please stop being so complicated?" Edward pleaded.
"No." I pouted.
"I am not giving up on you. You are not doing a thing today. Alice even decided she is going to make dinner for you and Charlie when he comes back from fishing."
"I'm not giving up either."
"Then don't you have anything better to do love?"
"I could say the same to you."
"Nothing is better then sitting here, holding you in my arms Bella. No matter how wrong that might be. Nothing is better then being with you."
"Go shower." He chuckled.
He put me on my feet and lightly pushed the small of my back. It was enough force to get me walking. I walked up the stairs slowly and went to my room to grab my bag of toiletries and clothes before heading to the bathroom. I did need a shower so I gave up for the moment and started running the water. I stripped myself of my clothes and carefully climbed in letting the heat of the water cover my figure.
I was almost done when I heard a crash, and the fire alarms go off. I shut off the faucet and and wrapped myself into a towel. I half ran down the stairs, surprised I didn't fall, and darted into the kitchen. There was a small cloud of smoke coming from the oven, and a plate on the floor.
"What happened?" I screeched. I started to hyperventilate.
"The biscuits, how could I forget?" She said. I watched as she pulled the burnt lumps of bread from the oven and set them on the counter.
" You gave me a heartattack!"
"It's okay, we are fine. Breathe." Edward tried to calm me, pulling my to his chest. He rubbed small circles in my back and kissed my forehead.I blushed wildly remembering I was only wearing a towel.
"I'll erm... be right back." I muttered. I turned from him and dashed back up the stairs.
When I got back to the bathroom I hung my towel and quickly dressed myself. I pulled my brush and blow dryer out of my bag and started on my hair. It took nearly twenty minutes to dry my hair, so I only dried it halfway and pulled it up into a high ponytail and went back downstairs.
"Thanks." I smiled sitting down in a chair. Edward gently pushed my seat in and sat down next to me.
"Your welcome." Alice said sitting on my other side. "I'm sorry, I haven't cooked in so long. I sort of forgot how. I am shocked with myself that I could be so bad at this."
"It's fine, don't worry."
I looked at my plate. On it were two strips of bacon, two pancakes, and two eggs. All of it smothered in syrup. It didn't look half bad, other than the biscuit sitting next to the plate, already buttered for me. It must have been the one that was least burnt. The only one that looked edible. I picked up my fork and cut into some of the pancake. I stabbed at the piece and carefully put it into my mouth.
"Mmmm." It was delicious. "Alice, it's really very good. Thank you."
"I know." She chuckled.
I finished my plate full of food and Alice took my dishes from me. She started washing them and I didn't mind. I was really to full to move. I did feel bad for letting her clean them though. I waited until she was done to get up or go anywhere. It was sunny outside, so we would probably have to stay indoors all day. I didn't mind it in the least.
"So, what now?" I questioned.
"I don't know, we could play games." Alice replied.
"It depends, I have a few. Card games, board games, games you play on paper."
"What card games?"
"Skipbo, uno, goldfish." - she chuckled at the word - "Swap."
"Yeah it's really fun."
"Alright, let's play."
"Alice, we have to be careful, remember that." Edward interrupted.
"I know, I know. Don't worry." She said pulling the game out of her little black bag.
She explained the rules to me and we started playing. It was hard at first, but I got the hang of it. There were a few times when Alice or Edward would slap my hand a little to hard, or I would hit there's a little to hard. It was nothing I couldn't handle though. We played for hours, laughing and fighting. I was really having fun and didn't mind that they were doing this because of my birthday.