YES, CHAPTER 15! After what? Like two years? Soo sorry everybody, it's been a hell of a journey. Graduations, funerals, new life, cancer, engagements (mine) moving, a hectic time. Again, I'M SO FUCKING SORRY. But here it is. Enjoy =)

P.S. This chapter is TOTALLY unedited. Sorry.


Chapter 15 - Water Works and Wild Flowers

BPOV

"What did I tell you?"

"I like it, but I must say, your manager picking me up and trying to entertain me was quite amusing last year."

Phil and I laughed together. It went on like this for the entire two weeks. It was so great to see him again, I really needed to spend more than just one holiday with my dad. As much as I loved it, I was ready to be home, in Forks. What a concept. The time away from Edward was refreshing and painful. Here I didn't have to think about him, worry about him, constantly question his actions. Again, refreshing.

I hated how the time with Phil flew by. I went with him to practice, out to dinner, shopping, movies, we cooked dinner, had long conversations and before too long I was getting back on the plane to Forks.

We said our second goodbye at the airport and before I knew it, California was gone. The closer I got to Washington, the more I felt like something was pulling me back.

The plane touched down and the overwhelming sense of being home hit me. Jasper and Alice were there to pick me and it was great to see there faces. Something about the way Alice bounced and the malicious twinkle in her eye told me she had plenty to tell me.

"Edward just can not stop talking about, just about drove me crazy the whole time you were gone! Have you talked to her? Do you know when she's coming back? Like the exact time? You gotta tell me something, call her! I swear, the boy's nuts about you." She looked pleased with herself.

"Yeah, well he's also nuts. Remember? Who's the one being ignored? Yeah, me."

"I think my sperm count is going down just by listening to you two," Jasper interrupted, "We need to get home so I can do something manly."

"Jasper, you're about as unmanly as they come," I teased.

"Aw, is my poor wittle baby feeling left out of all the girl talk?" Alice continued.

The playful banter was comforting, but Jasper was right, I wanted to get home.

"Oh sweety it's so good to have you home again! Charlie and I missed you!" My mother, the theatric. I knew she missed me, but she didn't need to bring the water works, like I'd been in Iraq for a year or something.

I eyed Charlie with joking suspicion, "What in the world has she been taking? And why weren't you watching her more carefully?" Everyone laughed, except for my mother, always a second late when it came to my darker sense of humor.

"Okay kiddo, your poor mothers missed you, we'll leave it at that." Charlie said, with a fake, stern look on his face. "The question is, would you like to go home right away? Or would you like to find something to eat first?"

"Oh, definitely eat, I'm starved." Charlie knew me so well, first good food, then the comfort of being home.

The ride to the restaurant was more than pleasant. There was a lot of questions on their part, and lost of stories of Phil and Bella adventures, I always kept the best parts of my trips to myself, sort of like a souvenir, just for Phil and I to share.

Dinner was almost as good as the company, and as much as I was loving the time with the people I loved the most, there was still that odd pull, like a magnet almost. I was anxious to get home, see if the feeling went away. It was like being homesick, but I was already home. I was with my parents, my brother, and my best friend. I knew there was someone I was missing, and I knew who that someone was, but I wasn't sure if I was ready to talkle him yet. Maybe save it for another day.

The magnet like pull got stronger and stronger the closer I got to home, It was like an ache in my chest. I couldn't explain it, I even began to question my sanity. Then it happend.

The feeling got so strong it finally snapped, just as we were pulling into the driveway and my eyes met the familiar face of a boy that had confused, intrigued, and infuriated me. Edward freakin' Cullen stood on my porch, and bouquet of wild flowers in his hand.

EPOV

There she was, the second my eyes found hers it was like a weight that had been building the last two weeks was lifted off of me. She was finally home, finally back where I could see she was safe.

She stepped out of the car, watching me timidly. I smiled shyly, trying to communicate through body language how impossibly sorry I was for anything bad that had ever happened between the two of us. I silent plea went up that she would see me as a new person. Or see me at all.

Her parents, Alice and Jasper, after eyeing the situation, went in the house, and thankfully gave us a moment alone.

We were still atleast ten feet away from each other, and neither of us had spoken yet. I wanted to close that distance quickly, but I was too afraid of her rejection. She had every right not pretty much hate my guts at this point. I wouldn't blame her if she did. Even though we had started to reconcile before she left, it was clear when she left that I was not yet forgiven.

"Bella, I.." Stuttering idiot. I'M SORRY! Fucking scream it if you have too jackass. Do it, DO IT!

She didn't say anything, and I wasn't given the chance to try and choke anything else out, Bella walked toward me swiftly and with confidence.

BPOV

I don't know what got into me, maybe it was the new magnet in my chest, but I couldn't help myself. I practically flew at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, he dropped the flowers, picking me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he held my face in his hands, and we finally had what I can't even explain accurately.

Everything froze, and then exploded. It was like a kiss that shattered existence. I didn't stop, and neither did he. I couldn't. I didn't want to pull back and see the lack of anything in his eyes. I didn't have the guts to even imagine he didn't feel something this time.


It's short, seriously lacking. And I couldn't care. I'm so rusty at this point it's disgusting. Oh well.

I'll smoke a cigarette and write a chapter 16 to this =)

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