A/N: Two oneshots in one day…Haha. But I have read a few where Edward and Carlisle/Esme have a conversation about Bella, and I wanted to write my own. Just to give it a shot. So tell me what you think! Thanks :D:D

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. If I did, would I be posting a story on this website? Nope.

Letting my hands flow swift across the ivory was a remarkable feeling. I felt all the pressure let go, all my memories slip away. All that mattered was the melody, sweeping through the house, the music my fingers carried up the stars through the rooms. However, I soon found my thoughts had begun to drift. I thought of her warm face, her cheeks as they blushed scarlet, her bright smile, the warmth she generated. Bella.

I realised the melody I was playing has turned into a sweet sounding song, soft and fragile. It matched Bella perfectly. I smiled letting it take me back into her eyes. Her face, her voice…It was so easy to think of her now. Away from the temptation. Away from the pain.

I heard Carlisle coming out of his office. He seemed to be headed down the stairs.

Edward, what are you up to?

"Nothing Carlisle. Just thinking is all."

"Hmm. Well, that song was certainly lovely." He added, sitting down on the bench beside me.

"Yeah. Thanks." I had stopped playing. I knew what was coming.

"You really like her?" He asked.

"Yes." I said quietly.

"And what do you plan on doing about it Edward?" Carlisle asked gently.

"I don't know." I told him miserably. I really didn't. I don't know if I could continue to be around her. Stealing her human life. Putting her in danger every second I was with her. She already knows too much.

"Edward…" Carlisle said gently.

"I know, I know." I said impatiently.

"You love her."

"I never said that!" I snapped at him. I couldn't love Bella. It was wrong. So wrong. I wanted to believe he was wrong. That I could simply leave if it got to be too much. If I was putting her in to much danger. But then, wasn't that out of love? I groaned.

"Edward, you will make the right decision, I know it."

"Yeah. I guess." I sighed. Esme was walking down the stairs now, and she came behind me, and leaned on my shoulders.

"You okay, Edward?"

"I'm fine!" I told them both, "I'll be fine." I added quietly.

"Edward, think about it. You got her home safely. You haven't done anything wrong. You're fine. You trust her." Esme said softly, and it made me feel a little bit better.

"I'm stealing it all away from her," I told them miserably, "her humanity."

"I think that's what she wants though Son. She likes being with you. She wants to be with you."

"That's the problem!" I said a little louder. I stood up, "Do you not SEE? She WANTS to be with me! She shouldn't want that! I'm a monster! I put her in danger. And yet, she willingly gets into a car with me, anticipating a one hour drive. With ME. Why is that?"

There was silence. I stared at Carlisle and Esme's calm faces, and saw Carlisle's hand squeeze Esme's.

"I think you know why that is Edward."

I scoffed. "It's that simple is it? No. I don't believe that…" I muttered. I started walking up to my room. I then heard Esme whisper to Carlisle.

"He's in love."

"I know."

Edward, don't give up on it. Things work out, they always do.