Declaimer: I own nothing. I know isn't that horrible
Ok so this is my first Twilight fanfication. In my story, Bella isn't as clumsy as she is portrayed in the book. I like Bella to have an okay balance. It's okay to fall but not too much. Anyway so this is my first Twilight fanfiction. Hope you like it
Summary: Edward and Bella are celebrating their two year anniversary. During the dinner, Edward gets a call from work. He has to leave and Bella is left alone. Some weird guy takes her and rapes her. All of a sudden Bella's pregnant. Will Edward ever forgive himself for letting Bella get hurt?
"Are you ready Bella?" my wonderful husband asked through the door.
"Give me one minute," I said knowing that Edward wouldn't mind waiting a few minutes.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a strapless turquoise dress that goes just a little bit above my knees. On the top of my dress is a nice design in gold coloring. I take in a deep breath as I look at my reflection. I walk down the stairs to see my god-like husband sitting on the couch. He doesn't even know how hot and sexy he looks right now. I quietly walk behind the couch and cover his eyes in a quick motion.
"Guess who?" I whisper in his ear.
"Hmmm," he thinks for a moment. He sudden takes a hold of my hands and gently pushes me down onto him. "I would say that it's Bella." He looks into my eyes and slowly leans down.
I close my eyes and felt his warm lips on me. I push my lips against his as his tongue makes his way into my mouth. I moan as I feel Edward's hands go up my legs. I was about to wrap my arms around his neck, but he pulled away; too fast for my liking. I pout at him as I look at him.
"Why did you do that?" I whined.
He chuckled at me and said, "If I didn't stop we wouldn't be able to go have dinner now would we?"
"I don't care about dinner anymore. I just want to skip to dessert."
He laughed again and pulled me to his chest. "I love you Bella Cullen so much."
"As I love you Edward Cullen," I said, staring straight into his gorgeous green eyes. We stare at each other for a moment before we slowly lean towards each other. I was just about to feel Edward's lips on me again before my stomach made a growling sound.
Edward laughs. "I guess we really should be heading out. My little Bella is hungry."
I blushed at Edward's comment and hit him lightly on his arm. "I'm not little Edward."
Edward continued to laugh. He pulls me into a hug and inhales the scent coming from my hair. "We should go now." He pulls us up together and walks toward the door.
He opens the door for me and allows me to go in. "Always the gentleman."
He smiles and says, "Always for you." He closes the door and got into his seat.
Edward drives to the restaurant. The car ride was comfortable. Every so often Edward would grab my hand and kiss it gently. I would of course blush and look away while he smiles to himself.
The car stops at a small Italian restaurant. Edward gets out of the door and before I could open my door myself, Edward is already there. He opens the door and bows his head slightly like a servant would do. "After you my lady."
I giggle to myself and take his hand and slowly get out of the car. We make our way to the restaurant and head towards the front desk.
"Hello, I made reservations for two under the name Cullen," he said on his velvet voice.
The woman blushes at Edward and looks down at the book. "Oh yes I see. Right this way."
Much to my displeasure the woman paid a little too much attention to my husband. Well I wouldn't blame her. Edward was a Greek god, beautiful on the outside and the inside. She leads up to our table as we sit down. She continued to look at Edward, probably undressing him with her eyes. I cough to get her attention.
"You don't have to stand there. We'll call someone over when we're ready," I said with a little bit of anger in my voice.
She looks offended and walked away. Edward chuckled at my reaction and rubbed my thigh.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked as I stared at him.
He didn't look fazed and answer, "Just you're reaction, love."
"And what's so funny about that?" I asked.
"I wasn't even looking at her, love. I was paying attention to this beautiful woman sitting right in front of me. And I'm so glad that I can call her mine."
I blush and muttered sweet talker. Edward laughed.
"So have you decided what you would like to order?" our waiter asked us.
I look up and see the man looking at me. Paying no mind to Edward he asked me for my order. I could tell he wasn't really looking at me. He was really looking at my breast. I looked away in disgust and I could tell that Edward didn't like the way the man was looking at me either.
"If you don't mind I would like you to stop staring at my wife," Edward said angrily.
The waiter hesitantly turned to Edward. Edward glared at the man and said in a calm voice.
"Yes we would like two orders of ravioli please. Oh and could you replace this fork." Edward showed the waiter the dirty fork.
He waiter took the fork and nodded his head. "Would you like anything else?"
"That's all thank you," Edward said.
The waiter took our menus and while he took mine I looked at his name tag. It read Mike. He turned away and soon came back with our dinner and a clean fork. "Have a nice dinner," he muttered and walked away.
The beginning of the dinner went great. We ate the food and talked. We were in the middle of eating dessert when Edward's cell phone rang. He picked it up and talked to the person. At the end of the call he hung up and looked at me.
"Bella I'm sorry but I have to go to the hospital. There was this big accident and," he was cut off when I put my finger on his lips.
"It's okay Edward. You go ahead. I'll stay here," I told him.
"Are you sure? I could drop you off at home. It's getting pretty late," he said.
"Are you kidding? And waste the wonderful dessert. I think not," I said and smiled at him.
He laughed to himself. "I guess you could stay. Are you sure you want to stay? They could pack the dessert so you can eat it at home."
"Edward I'll be fine, don't worry. I'll just call a taxi," I said.
"Alright. If you say so," Edward said. He pulled out his wallet and placed the money on the table. "When you get home call me okay?"
"Yes dad," I joked.
"Good," he said and kissed me gently on the lips and walked out of the restaurant.
I watch him leave and turn back to the table. I was just able to bite into my cheesecake when I heard someone behind me say, "Awww your husband left his wife alone. I guess it's my treat after all."
I drop my fork and turn around to see.
To Be Continued
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