A/N: Okay, this is the final chapter of Rewind. I told you it wouldn't be a long story.
Now for some other business: I'm trying to find the rabbit hole I fell down, because I must have ended up in Wonderland! This little, re-worked, one-shot has been nominated over on The Lemonade Stand for "Fic of the Week!" I am floored and overwhelmed by the reception that Rewind has received. I love all you wonderful readers SO MUCH!
As always, many thanks to my beta, Melolabel. If you haven't read her stories, be sure to check them out.
Disclaimer: Twilight and all the characters belong to Stephenie Meyer (Lucky Lady!)
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Rewind, Chapter 5
Edward practically threw his guitar into the hands of his bewildered brother and launched himself off the stage. The crowd parted as if by magic, giving him space as he vaulted over the security barrier and landed in front of me.
He didn't hesitate for a second, but pulled me instantly into his arms.
"Oh, God, Isabella! Is it really you?"
"It's really me, Edward, and I love you, too. I always have."
He kissed me then, and it was as if everything in the world was right again. I had my Edward.
He whispered brokenly between kisses, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
"I know, I'm sorry, too," I answered breathlessly when he gave me the chance to speak.
"Edward, let's take this backstage, okay; too many eyes out here." I looked up and saw Edward's brother, the drummer, smiling at us.
We made our way through the crowd, Edward's arm wrapped firmly around my waist. I glanced over and saw Alice and Rose smiling like it was Christmas morning as they followed us out.
When we were finally backstage and away from prying eyes, Edward pulled me to him and kissed me again with such passion, I felt the earth move. When he finally drew back, I saw the remorse in his eyes for all that had happened five years ago.
"You believe me, don't you? I did not tell Vickie to send you away. I fired her ass when the truth finally came out."
"I believe you, Edward."
"I was frantic when I returned to my apartment and you were gone. I didn't know what happened; you just disappeared. I tried to find you, I really did, but I didn't have your cell number. I wanted to reach Angela, but Ben deployed early and I couldn't get to him in time. I even tried to find your father, but do you realize how many small towns there are in a four-hour radius of Seattle? Then I thought you might not want to see me again. At the time, I didn't know why you left. Vickie didn't confess her part in your leaving until a few months later. By then, we were in the studio, and then on tour, and one thing led to another and I finally had to stop looking." He took a long, shuddering breath. "But I never gave up hope. I never stopped loving you. I just threw myself into the music and wrote about the pain."
"I know. I never stopped loving you, either. But I didn't think you wanted me around, so I never tried to look you up again."
He gave me a strickened look. "Oh, darling, that's not true. Please know that's not true. I told you, you became my life in those two days. Everything inside me revolved around you."
Tears were rolling down my face, as I nodded, swallowing hard so I could speak. "I know. I know that now! I'm so sorry I listened to her. I should have waited for you to come back..." My voice broke as sobs took over. He held me to his chest, murmuring softly in my ear as he stroked my hair, letting me cry.
When I gathered myself enough to speak again, I leaned back to look at him. "I listened to your lyrics. A fan told us you wrote a lot of your songs after a bad breakup..." I couldn't continue as tears took over again.
He pulled me close again, this time kissing the tears away as they streamed down my cheeks. "That's true," his voice was a little shaky too. He swallowed thickly, then gave me a small, somewhat embarrassed, smile. "I wrote a lot of emo stuff, but it helped me get to a place where I could at least function. I was a real mess for a while."
"Me, too," I answered with a watery smile of my own. "I was numb at first, but I then moved to New York and met Rose and Alice." I inclined my head toward my two friends, standing off to the side in order to give us a little privacy. "They helped me so much when I needed someone to talk to."
"I know," he glanced over my shoulder. "My brothers were there for me through it all, too. Jazz was the one who encouraged me to write about my feelings, to sort of try to purge them on paper."
His green eyes caught and held mine and we just looked at each other. "I'm so glad he did," I whispered. "That's what convinced me that Victoria must have been lying: Your music. It told me everything that I needed to hear."
His lips closed over mine again and the world disappeared for a time. He finally drew back to look at me again before speaking, "I didn't get a chance to tell you something that morning when I returned from my run." He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my lips, then continued, "I love you, Isabella."
"I love you, Edward."
"I haven't been able to look at another woman. You're it for me."
I gave a small laugh, "You're it for me, too. No other man could ever measure up to my Edward Standard."
"Edward Standard? What's -"
"Never mind," I interrupted, as I heard giggles from Rose and Alice. "I'll explain later."
His lips met mine again, as if drawn there by some insurmountable magnetic force, before he said, "I don't know what your life is like now, but I'm not letting you go again."
"Well, as a matter of fact, my calendar just recently became wide opened. How would you like a permanent groupie?"
The smile that split his face was like the sun breaking through thick rain clouds. "You're the only groupie I'll ever need."
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A/N: That's the end, dear readers. I know some have asked for more story, but really, this little story just needs to end here.
In the meantime, if you have a chance, go over to The Lemonade Stand and vote for "Rewind" as the Fic of the Week. I'm very touched and honored that nch2691 nominated it. Thank you, bb. I have a link to the contest on my profile. I'm not sure how you vote, but perhaps you can figure it out. LOL
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