Edward: In the Arms of an Angel

"Edward, I think it's a terrific idea!" Alice cried the moment I walked through the front door of my home. "I'll call the principal tonight…but I don't think they have a big enough venue." She frowned at the thought. "Well, if not we could just convert the piano room into a concert hall! We'll invite everyone in town—it will be the biggest event of the year!"

"Alice," I warned. "Don't make it too big. You know how shy Bella is. She's not even sure if she wants to do this anymore."

"She does," my sister replied flippantly. Images began to flash through her head of different ideas on how to best showcase Bella's talents. I sighed; there was no way Alice was going to give up on this now that she was started.

"Please show some restraint," I begged. "And tell Bella about your huge plans beforehand. I don't want her to be uncomfortable during this."

"She won't," she reassured. "What do you think she'll sing? And if you're going to accompany her, you'll have to wear your tuxedo…oh, what if she wants to do a lounge act? Either way, she needs a new dress. I have so much work to do…"

I shook my head as my tiny sister danced away, her head filled with half-formed plans of Bella's huge talent exhibition. For the past several days, I had been toying with the idea of having Bella cross off her life's final ambition with a massive display, in front of all her friends and family. Obviously, Alice agreed.

A wide smile crawled across my face when I thought of Bella. I had just returned from our afternoon in the meadow, and the only word I could think of was magical. Those moments, lying in the gently blowing grass with the love of my life was nothing short of a miracle. The way she gave herself to me so selflessly almost broke my heart with its beauty.

I was even more in love with her than I ever thought possible.

Edward, you're starting to disgust me, Jasper informed me as he walked into the room. The look on his face emphasized his thoughts.

I grinned. "Sorry, Jasper. I can't help it."

What has you this content anyway? I didn't think you were even capable of this kind of emotion.

"Bella," I said simply. She was the excuse for all my happiness. She held the key to happiness. She was the sun of my formerly dreary, gray existence. She brightened every corner of my heart with her smile, with her touch, with her kiss. Just being around her made me feel whole.

Your love for her is nauseating. But Jasper was smiling nonetheless.

"Seriously, Edward, if you smile any harder your face is going to break." Emmett's booming voice crashed in my ear. I hadn't even noticed that he was in the room.

Normally, this would have given me license to punch him playfully, but I was too lighthearted to care. My head was in the clouds and I knew it.

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Emmett asked aloud.

"Bella," Jasper answered.

Emmett whipped his head around and took a closer look at my facial expression. "Hey, I know that look," he said with dawning realization. "That's the same look I have whenever Rose and I—"

"Emmett!" shrieked his wife from somewhere upstairs. Jasper shook his head and I shuddered at the unspoken thoughts in my brother's head.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly. But his realizations weren't finished yet. "Does this mean that you and Bella—"

"That's none of your buisness," I snapped. Unfortunately, the defensiveness in my voice was the answer to his unfinished question.

A loud holler of triumph echoed through the room.

"This is cause for celebration!" Emmett shouted. "Come on, Jasper! Go find Carlisle because this is a momentous occasion indeed!"

I looked up with pleading eyes to my more sensible brother, but his expression was solemn, his thoughts playful. "Our Edward is no longer a boy."

"He has transitioned into manhood."

"We must do something to commemorate this point in time."

"We must climb to the top of something very tall and pound our chests with superiority."

"We must challenge strangers to arm wrestling contests and glory in their defeat."

"We must grunt and bump our chests together."

"We must shoot innocent animals with big guns."

"We must drink beer and smash the cans against our heads."

"We must leave the toilet seats up."

Emmett shot him a confused look. "But we don't use toilets."

Jasper shrugged. "We don't drink beer either."

"Then we shall go to random houses and leave the toilet seats up."

"And we shall pour the beer on the ground before we smash the cans against our heads."

"And why?"

"BECAUSE WE ARE MEN!" they shouted at the same time. I rolled my eyes as they grunted like apes and pounded their granite chests with their fists.

Rosalie and Alice both appeared at the base of the staircase with disapproving expressions. "What are you two doing?" Rosalie demanded.

Emmett immediately dropped his manly façade and grinned sheepishly at his wife. "Nothing. We're just fooling around."

Alice scowled at her husband while Jasper gave her an embarrassed smile in return. "If you insist on being stupid, go outside. I have an event to plan! This is going to be the biggest event of Forks history and you two are DISRUPTING the creative juices!"

"Sorry, Alice," Jasper apologized.

"Yeah, sorry," Emmett added.

"And YOU!" screeched Alice as she rounded on me with an accusing finger.

"What did I do?" I demanded. I was in no way involved with the idiocies orchestrated by my brothers.

"You are being unproductive! Bella's been expecting you for fifteen minutes and I still need to know what the set list is before I go any further! God, Edward, don't you want this to be amazing for Bella? You're involved too, you know!"

"Fine, I'm going!" I shouted before Alice could harass me anymore.

"Go get her, tiger!" Emmett shouted as I raced out of the house. I heard the sound of two rocks crashing against one another and a sharp, "Ow!" from my biggest brother. I smiled to myself and made a mental note to thank Rosalie later.

Bella and her family had finished eating their dinner by the time I reached their house. She was already at her desk in her room, doing her homework.

When I climbed through her window, her head whipped around and the most brilliant smile broke across her face. It was almost as if the sun had come up in the middle of the night. "Edward," she sighed.

Wordlessly, I crossed the tiny room and wrapped her tiny frame with my arms. She pressed herself against my cold body and buried her head in my shoulder, content to soak up my presence as I memorized the way she felt encased in my hold.

"I missed you."

I chuckled. "I missed you too. Emmett and Jasper were being idiotic when I got home."

She looked up at me, her expression confused. "What were they doing?"

I rolled my eyes for effect. "They wanted to leave toilet seats up all around town to prove their masculinity."

She giggled and the sound reverberated pleasantly in my chest. "That sounds like something Emmett would do."

When her laughter subsided, I held her face in my hands and gently forced her to look up at me. My face was suddenly serious and she reacted appropriately. "How do you feel?" I asked. "Are you hurt? Do you feel strange?"

She shook her head, her eyes soft and her smile gentle. "No. I feel fine."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. How do you feel?"

My sudden grin was so wide, it threatened to spill off my face. "I feel amazing."

"Me too."

My long dormant heart leapt at her words. Very gently, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against hers. I loved the way the molded against mine, the way her heart beat against my chest and the way the warm blood rushed to her face when I traced patters on her warm back with my cold fingers. She was so very beautiful, so amazing. I still couldn't believe that of all the men in this world, this angel chose me.

What have I done to deserve someone so pure, so selfless? I knew right then and there that I would work tirelessly, for the duration of my long life to prove myself worthy of her love.

"I love you, Edward," she breathed when I finally pulled away. "You are the most important person in this world to me."

I responded with a light kiss. "Your regard for me is ridiculous."

She made a face but didn't say anything.

When I finally let her go, she turned back to her homework, saying she had to do one last problem before she was finished. So while she finished her last trig problem, I read through the titles of her CD collection.

She finished quickly and joined me moments later. "Are you looking for something in particular?" she asked.

"No, not really," I hedged.

Bella laughed. "I don't know why you're even looking at my CD collection. You have practically every album known to man."

I chuckled and wrapped my arm around her waist. "I have a question for you."


"What songs would be included in the perfect female crooner concert?"

She bit her lip as she thought. "Well, 'Moon River' is a must."

"Of course."

"And 'Moondance'."

"A lot of moons."

She ignored my comment. "I'd throw in 'Can't Get Started' and 'I Wish You Love' too."

"Anything else?"

"And 'I'm Beginning to See the Light'. I love that song." Then her eyes narrowed as she brought her face to me. "Why do you want to know?"

I struggled to keep my face innocent. "I was just wondering."

"You know that I'm not going through with the whole concert hall thing after all, right?" she asked.

I grinned at her, knowing that it probably wouldn't make a difference. "Alice seems to be under a different impression."

She gasped. "What?"

"She's already started planning your musical debut."


"You don't have to worry about anything," I said as soothingly as I could. "I'll be there on stage with you the whole time. Alice wants me to accompany."

"How exactly is she planning this?" she demanded testily.

"Well, she's starting to choosing the venue," I said, briefly reaching out for my sister's thoughts. "She's trying to find something big enough to fit her ideal guest list."

Bella's mouth dropped open in horror. "How many people is she inviting?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Well, from the looks of it, she's inviting the entire school—"


"And she's extending the invitation to your family and your parents' friends, of course."

"There's no place in Forks big enough!" she shouted. "There is no building in this entire town that could house that many people!"

"She knows that. That's why she's entertaining the idea of turning the house into a temporary music hall."

Every part of Bella's face seemed to widen: her mouth was open in horror, her eyes were as round as quarters and her nostrils were flared in anger. It was quite an amusing reaction, to tell the truth. "She's only doing what she thinks you want."

"But I don't want this!" she cried. "It's too flashy!"

"Bella," I said patiently, taking her tiny hands in mine, "I thought that one of your life's ambitions was to sing in a crowded music hall in front of a large audience. The entire school population including your family and friends constitutes as a large audience, correct?"

She huffed impatiently. "Yes, but—"

"Then I fail to see the problem. If you're worried that she'll go over the top, I already took care of that. I'm overseeing the details of the event and I'll make sure that everything is to your liking."

She bit her lip. "You promise?"

"I promise." I kissed her lightly on the tip of her nose. "Anything for you, love."

A/N - I feel as if a little light-heartedness is in order. I've been writing so much angst and heavy depression lately that I needed a little pick-me up. I hope you liked this chapter! And don't forget to review!