A/n: Hello my lovelies! I know what your thinking; wow it hasn't been four months and she is posting! It's a miracle! Lol I feel bad but its good because its here! YAY! So lets talk about this here story.
I know I promised the Cullen chapter was coming but I couldn't help it! I had to make this chapter first. It explains how Edward and Bella met. I love this one. I swear to you the Cullen's are next. I'll even post the Cullen chapter later today if I finish it up.
Song: Once upon a December. Look it up and listen to it as they dance. It works (I know your confused just do it.)
*I don't own the saying below or the characters. The plot is mine thank you very much! I also don't own Once upon a December. Just love it.
On with it (The famous Ashel-13 saying. If you haven't read her stories, check them out. Simply AMAZING!)Giving InChapter 3
Bella's point of view
I curled into Edward's side as I calculated the time. It was about three am if I was correct. He hugged me to him and kissed my forehead. I looked up at him as he smiled softly down at me.
"Edward," I stared quietly, "Tell me the story of my change."
He sat stiffer than before and asked, "Why do you want me to tell you this story? Its not a pretty one." I shrugged and he sighed. "You already know what happen. I've told you before."
"But I think it's a lovely story." I felt a memory tug at my mind and I gave in with a feeling of surprise.
"Bells, come on! It'll be fun. It's the Christmas ball! We have it every year." My father pressed with a smile.
"Who knows, maybe, you'll meet your future husband!" My mother cut in with a smile. My face grew red as I blushed and my father glared at my mother teasingly.
"She wont be meeting her future husband till I'm long gone!" He replied with a chuckle.
"Don't speak of such things! What would I do without you and mama?" I asked terrified. I was only a sixteen year old.
My father and mother hugged me to them tightly. "Don't worry baby, were here as long as you need us."
"Forever." I vowed. They shared a look but let it slide.
"So you'll come?" My mother prompted. I sighed but nodded with a smile.
The hours of torture had made me look beautiful. My mother had a maid of ours do up my hair in an elegant twist and my makeup lightly. I wore a floor-length royal blue colored dress. It was a strapless with beading around the neckline. Around my waist it bunched up and flowed down like a waterfall. I loved it. (A/N: check it out on profile.)
I walked out of the room and slowly made my way to the entrance of the ballroom. The doors opened with my name being announced. "Miss Isabella Swan, the police chief's daughter." I blushed at all the stares I had received and walked slowly down the stairs. I felt someone starring at me, but ignored the feeling.
My father walked up to me and took my hand. "You look beautiful, honey." He said as he held my hand in his and my mothers in his other. "Now lets have a wonderful time."
Almost immediately an annoying boy I knew from my parent's dinner parties walked up and began chatting with me. His name was Tommy Newton and he was very… bold when it came to my hand in marriage. I had beat down his advances many a time but he came back stronger, if possible, the next chance he had.
"So has any man caught your eye yet, Miss Swan?" I was about to reply when the single most beautiful man I had ever seen looked at me from across the room.
He was tall and lean and had an air of grace around him. He had a head full of bronze hair that laid messily. He was very pale, but not deathly so. And his eyes… They were a beautiful golden honey. I longed to get closer to him.
"Yes, someone has caught my eye." I said, still not looking away from the gorgeous man.
I turned to Tommy and saw him give a double take at me when I finished my comment. "Well that's great, Miss Swan! I'm glad you finally see things my way. Since you seem to be interested in me, would you like to dance?" I felt myself give a double take. He thought I was talking about him? As if.
I wasn't sure how to reply but was stopped when a voice asked from behind me, "Would you like to dance, Miss Swan?" I turned to see the gorgeous bronze stranger behind me with a dazzling smile on his face.
Tommy went to speak but I cut him off, "Yes that would be lovely. If you'll excuse me Mr. Newton." The stranger grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor with a smile. He held me close as a song I recognized started to play. (A/N: start song)
Dancing bears, painted wings
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December
"You look stunning tonight, Miss Swan." The stranger commented as he spun us.
I blushed as he chuckled quietly. He had an amazing laugh. "Thank you Mr…" I trailed off as I realized I had no idea who he was.
"Edward Masen, at your service." He replied with a grin. I laughed lightly as he dipped me down into a dip.
Someone holds me safe and warm,
horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully,
across my memory,
He pulled me back up slowly and held me tight. I sighed at the feeling of closeness when he had me in his arms again. "Sorry if you wanted to dance with Mr. Newton. It seemed as though you preferred anyone but him. You could go back to him." He said almost sadly.
"No I'd much rather be here." I said simply.
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Once upon a December
The band played as an instrumental break started. I never once looked away from Edward's eyes. Now that I was closer I could tell that they had specks of green in them.
"Are you new in town Mr. Masen?" I asked as we twirled. I couldn't believe I was dancing; I was a klutz most of the time.
"Yes, I moved from London to Chicago a few days before tonight. I was invited by your father just yesterday." I nodded and laid my head down on his chest. He seemed to stiffen for a moment before relaxing and hugging me to him.
"I've always dreamed of going to London…" I trailed off dreamily.
"Maybe I'll take you one time, if you'd like." I felt his words since my head was on his stone cold chest. My head shot up.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
across my memory...
"Will you really?" I asked beaming. He chuckled softly and nodded with a radiant smile on his face. He lifted me up and twirled me in the air, surprising me that he could hold my weight.
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
The song started to trail off and I felt myself grow sad. I didn't want to leave his company. Ever.
And a song
Once upon a December.
The crowd clapped as it ended and I lifted my head. Edward was starring at me with a pained expression as if he was fighting an internal battle. I wondered what it was as his eyes finally showed resolve.
"Would you like to take a walk through the gardens?" He asked smoothly. I nodded with a big grin on my face as he led me outside. He turned back to look at me once and his eyes were pained; I wondered why.
We walked through the big garden until he sat me down on a bench far away from the crowded ballroom. I couldn't even hear the music anymore. It was December and I shivered in the cold. He shrugged off his jacket quickly and pulled it around me.
He opened his mouth to say something when a particularly strong breeze blew some of my hair loose. He left his mouth open and closed his eyes tightly as If in pain. And before I knew what had happened, he leaned forward and bit my neck.
I cried out as I felt the pain of my memory. I remembered it all clearly: The pain, my tears, and my fear. The fear crushed everything but the pain. I looked up to Edward with scared eyes.
"Bella," He whispered softly, "What happened, love?"
"I remember," I choked out, "I remember meeting you, the song, everything."
"Everything?" He asked quietly. "Even the garden?" He asked with a pained expression on his face. I nodded quickly. He had told me what had happened many times.
I knew he bit me when my life was strong, vibrant even. I had grown okay with that and was glad I had forever with him. It still hurt though, to see it happen from my own view. I knew it was irrational but I was afraid of him. My best friend, my love. My everything.
He could tell I was afraid and he cradled me to his chest, "Please don't be afraid Bella. I couldn't help it I swear." He murmured in a rush.
"I know you didn't… you're my best friend and I'm glad you changed me. You be all alone now!" I said with a chuckle. He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes, which showed pain. "I really do forgive you, Edward. Now lets enjoy our last few hours before school, alright?" He nodded and kissed my forehead.
Truthfully, I had been in love with Edward since that very first look across the room. He was my everything. Nothing I could do would make him mine. Or so I thought.
A/n: ahahahaha! I hate myself! What a mean little cliffy. Ah well. Im going to work to get the next chapter out even though technically its Camp Of Dreams' turn for a chapter. SO sorry to my faithful readers of that story and yay to the readers of this story! : ) Happy day! Lol I'll post soon, I swear it.
Oh yea, before I go, I'd like your feelings on this chapter. I am insecure about posting this but after the hours I spent on this I have to. And the song well it takes me back to a time that once was... whoa I sound deep. Haha as If that could happen. Oh! Who liked Tommy Newton?? I loved that kid lol! He is Mike's like great, great, great grandfather or something. Im done ranting, goodbye lovelies.