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As we all know, Twilight is not mine!
I Love you
It had been two days since that night in the attic. She was avoiding him; that was clear. She even asked Rosalie if someone else could take care of him; all she wanted was to finish her sentence and never return. She didn't believe when Rosalie told her that Edward was asking for her, she didn't want to see him. Well, she did. But she didn't want to want to see him.
It made Bella mad, what did he want with her, did he want to make her feel like an idiot again? She poured her heart to him and he rejected her. Dying or not, she was not going to let that one pass!
"Bella!" someone called her from behind. It was the boy from the bus.
How does he even know my name? She wondered alarmed. Is he stalking me?
"Hi," she said, confused. "You know my name, how?" she asked.
"I'm Jacob Black," he formally introduced himself.
"And I'm Bella Swan. But you seem to know that already. Care to explain how? She inquired again.
"I read it on your book the other day at the café," he replied.
"Okay. So what do you want?" she asked him, a bit antagonistically.
"Alice… You know her? I saw some pictures of you together on her Facebook page," he said.
"Yeah. She's my best friend. Why? Where do you know her from?"
"Very well… Um, I'm one of her Ex-boyfriends," Jacob replied sheepishly.
"What? Why didn't she ever tell me about this?" Bella asked frowning, why wouldn't Alice tell her?
"That's simple: it's because I'm poor, Bella," Jacob said.
"Oh, Jacob! I'm sorry for that, but please don't judge Alice too harshly," Bella pleaded.
"She left me for other guy who is wealthier than me," he muttered.
"I'm sorry," Bella said.
"It's not your fault," he told her. "It sucks, but I'm over it."
There was a little bit of silence that Jacob broke after a few uncomfortable moments.
"Um…If you don't mind… could you help me, Bella?"
"Help you, how?" Bella asked.
"Jacob!" a big guy called him from the cross of the street, before he could answer.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I have to go, but can we talk about it sometime?"
"Sure. You can find me at the hospice; I work there." She smiled at him, and then he left.
She had finally decided to be strong and face whatever may be waiting for her behind Edward's door. She gathered the cleaning supplies and went to clean his bathroom.
Bella was washing his bathroom when he returned to his room. On his face she could read that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't say anything when he met her gaze.
He sat on his bed, his back to her; she didn't say a word while she continued cleaning.
"What's taking you so long?" Edward asked after she had been cleaning the room for twenty minutes. "How long does it take to clean a sink?" he snapped.
Bella was determined not to fall into his game by answering him.
He came to stand in the doorway. He didn't say anything, though, he just observed her.
"You want me to kill the germs, don't you?" she said after a while.
"No, not particularly," he mused. "Germs got a right to live, too."
"All right," she said, coming into the room to face him. "What's up? You've been nagging me since I got here."
He leaned against bed. "What's up? You dare ask me what's up. Why have you been avoiding me?" he demanded through clenched teeth. "Are you seeing someone else?" he asked out of the blue.
"What in the world are you talking about, Edward?" she asked, her temper flaring.
"Who is that boy you were talking to outside?" he asked; his voice a notch calmer.
Oh! So that's what this is about! She thought, and laughed quietly.
"That's none your business."
"It is! Whatever concerns you is my business, Swan!"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you claim that?" she raged at him. "You were the one who told me to leave you alone, so I did! What do you want from me? Why were you asking about me? All of this nonsense is driving me crazy; I don't know what to think anymore. Please tell me what I did to make you reject me?
"I...I..." Edward couldn't answer her question.
She took his silence as her answer, and concluded that she had been right.
After a few minutes he finally spoke. "Is not your fault, Bella, it's mine. I should have come clean to you from the beginning…" he started explaining.
"What about?" she interrupted.
"About how I feel," Edward admitted.
"How, Edward? Tell me what you feel?" she asked, hopeful.
"It's complicated," he admitted.
Bella sighed in exasperation.
"Why can you just admit that you love me?" she exclaimed.
How did she know?
"I…I…how do you know?" he asked at her, looking into her eyes.
"Stop it, Edward!" she yelled as tears sprang from her eyes. "You monster! I only wanted you to love me… if only a little." Her voice cracked. "Don't you realize how I feel about you? I don't just go around kissing people, Edward! I fell in love with you! That is what I meant when I said that my heart was yours." she confessed.
Edward was silent; awed that she felt the same way he did…
Since he didn't say a thing she continued.
"And what did you do? You just pushed me away! And now you think you own me? I was just talking to a guy on the street. I don't know him like I know you Edward! He means nothing to me! He was just asking me for a favor. You're the one I want!" she admitted.
Edward just stood there in silence; a single tear escaped his eye, but still, he didn't utter a word.
"So you're not going to say anything? FINE! Don't worry, Edward, I will ask Rose to remove me from this floor tomorrow. Does that make you feel any better?"
She started to leave the room, but Edward pulled her arm and brought her closer to him. "I'm sorry, Bella… I'm really, really sorry," he said as tears filled his eyes. He lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"I love you, Bella! I love you more than I could ever have imagined. I've never felt like this before. I love you beyond my wildest dream, but I'm also scared, Bella. I don't want to hurt you; I don't want to make you cry…" he confessed. "I was thinking that kissing you was a mistake," he started, she placed her thumb one his lips to silence him.
"Edward...please don't you ever say that," she whimpered. "I don't understand my feelings for you. I've never felt like this before. But I don't care. I know you're dying, but please don't ever be sorry to have met me," she pleaded with him.
"I'm not sorry," he said softly. "I'm only sorry that we wasted two days on this ignoring and not talking nonsense," he said with a teary smile. "I've been also thinking about my situation. I don't want to tie you down to something that you might regret later…" he told her truthfully.
"But you don't know that," Bella said vehemently. "Miracles happen all the time," she whispered, he smiled sadly.
"A miracle has happened already… I met you, didn't I?"
"And I met you," she replied.
"I may never have the chance to take you to the movies, or for a walk on the beach, or to make love to you, but I thank God that you are in my life now and I promise that we will make the best of it."
"Edward..." she started to speak, but Edward held a finger up to her lips as the musical notes of the night birds filled the air.
"Shh... Listen. The night birds are singing."
The birdsong increased in volume, the moonlight bathed the yard in pale flickers of light and shadow, and their combined breaths filled the immediate air with their scent. It was a magical moment, the first of many to come. When the birdsongs ended, she looked up to him and found that his eyes were closed.
Before she could say something, he opened his eyes, and smiled brilliantly at her.
"I'm glad that it's you whom I love, Bella."
Then he kissed her softly, but passionately.
Well there is the next chapter! Hope you liked it :-)