Chapter 13 - Burn rubber does not mean warp speed!
Story Title: For the Love of Bella
Chapter: 13 - Burn rubber does not mean warp speed!
Genre: Twilight - Supernatural/Romance
Rating: M
Details: AU, OOC, Cannon Pairings
Summary: "Author Isabella Swan likes to write about the unattainable, Vampire romance. If you can't have it you write about it, right? After years of being alone can a handsome human man show her that truth is better than fiction
A/N: Yes...I know....I know. I should be flogged! I promise I haven't been sitting around doing nothing. I have been working on this chapter, off and on, since October. A lot of things have happened in my life and I just couldn't find enough time to get anything written out. Poor Edward was trapped in that bathroom for three weeks! I felt really guilty and finally had to find some time to sit down and write him out of there! Hahaha! Another piece of news, n7of9 will no longer be doing the beta work for this story. It's sad, but true. :( We are still good though so it's cool. On the upside, my girl Frenchbeanz (also another fan-tab-u-lous Aussie) stepped in to help me out until I got another beta squared away. She's just good like that! You really need to check out her story Juggernaut www.fanfiction.net/s/4950452/1/Juggernaut. It's one of my personal faves!! Also, she writes under her "slash-writing alter ego" MySlashyFriend and her story "Rough Seas" just got nominated for an Eddie!! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5255472/1/Rough_Seas. She's a phenomenal writer and I love her hard!
So - We last left off when Edward had come over to Bella's house for dinner after the rest of her family left for the Denali's home in Alaska. The Cullens and the Denalis were leaving to track down James and Victoria due to their latest killing spree to keep them from headed straight for Seattle. Meanwhile, Bella and Edward cooked up their own fun.
So there you have it. Sorry it took so long to update. Love me?
"There's no need to tell you
What I think has gone wrong
There's grey clouds of dissension
Let it show, let it show a silver lining"
Laying down the Law ~Jimmy Barnes
“Burn rubber does not mean warp speed!”
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::EPOV::
With the soft click of the bathroom door, I think I actually began to breathe again. The euphoric bubble I had existed in from the moment Bella had kissed me in the kitchen was slowly starting to ebb away. I placed both my hands on the cool marble top of the vanity and leaned in to brace myself. I knew my legs could give out at any minute as it was sheer adrenalin that was keeping me standing.
“I’m going to go down and finish your dinner, Edward,” I heard Bella call to me from the other side of the door
“OK, love,” I answered, looking toward the door as if I expected her to materialize through it. I listened for a few seconds and when I was sure Bella was gone, I took a few deep breaths and relaxed as I pushed myself back from the counter, my legs feeling stronger than I thought. I ran my hand through my hair, gripping the back of my neck as I let out a chuckle. I couldn’t believe what had just transpired. I contemplated pinching myself to see if I was truly awake. I gazed up at my reflection in the mirror, not able to erase the shit eating grin that was plastered on my face.
I thought I had been in love before, hell…I thought I had experienced great sex before, but none of them came close to the earth shattering experience I’d just had with Bella. I could feel her all through my body and soul; it was as if the very fiber of my being was somehow interwoven with her. I was amazed at how warm she felt and how soft her body was. I was expecting her body to be cool to the touch and her skin to feel hard, like it was in Chicago, and I wondered what the difference was. I turned on the water in the sink and cupped it in my hands to splash it on my face. I contemplated a shower as I proceed to wash myself off. A shower sounded good but I was in too much of a hurry to get back to Bella, so I decided against it. I cut the water off and reached for a towel to dry myself off.
I wrapped the towel around my waist and leaned on the sink again to stare at my reflection. I was ready to commit - I knew this. Even thought we hadn’t been together long, I was ready to go through whatever hell I had to as long as I could be with Bella forever. I would miss a few things from my human life, but to me, none of that mattered. I had already dropped a few hints to Erin that I wanted to take an extended leave of absence and travel. She was perfectly fine with taking care of the business. I had tossed around the idea of making her co-owner and just being available via phone or online to take care of business. It could work. Bella and her family were able to lead a pretty normal life - outside of drinking blood, and I knew I could adjust to fit in to it, too. I would have to come up with a plan and it would have to be a convincing one. Bella wouldn’t be easily swayed.
My stomach growled at me again, reminding me that I was hungry and that I was supposed to be getting ready for dinner. I finished up in the bathroom and then walked out into the bedroom to put my clothes back on. I left my socks, shoes, and jacket in Bella’s room and made my way downstairs, following the delicious scent of Italian food.
I rounded the doorway to the kitchen to see Bella popping the cork on the wine bottle. She had slipped her dress back on but was barefoot, and her hair had been pulled up into a messy bun that was held in place with a black ink pen. I leaned against the door frame with a big grin on my lips. Watching her move about in the kitchen seemed as natural as breathing.
“I was starting to wonder if you passed out up there but then your heart rate never changed.” Bella smiled as she turned to face me, “so I knew you were alright.”
“You can hear that?” I asked as I my brows lifted in amazement.
Bella nodded as she walked past me, her shoulder lightly brushing against me as she walked into the dining room. “It was either that or you were trying to plan your escape.” I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
I reached out and gently grabbed her arm, turning her to me. “As if I could ever leave you,” I whispered, speaking my thoughts as I leaned in to brush my lips against hers. I felt her smile against mouth as she kissed me.
“Your food is getting cold, Mr. Masen,” she whispered back as she looked up at me through her lashes, mesmerizing me with her eyes. I reluctantly let go of her with a small groan as I dropped my head in defeat. Bella grabbed my hand as he pulled me toward the dining room.
The food Bella had prepared for me was impeccable. Every bite was more delectable than the last. It amazed me that a person who didn’t eat food could fix such a delicious meal. I looked up at her sitting next to me. She was literally on the edge of her seat, watching me take every bite as if she were savoring each reaction I had to the meal she had prepared. I realized that I hadn’t said anything about the meal and that she was waiting on a response from me. I wiped my mouth with my napkin and took a sip of wine, before sitting back in my chair with a huge grin on my face.
“What?” She asked, sitting straight up in her seat. I just shook my head as I raised my eyebrows. “What?” she asked again with a small degree of panic in her voice. “Is it bad?”
“Oh…horrible…terrible.” I tried to hold in a chuckle but couldn’t help but let it out once Bella realized I was playing with her.
“I ought to dump it in your lap for giving me a scare like that,” she huffed as she folded her arms across her chest and threw herself back against the back of the chair with a childish smirk on her face.
“Oh darn…then I would just have to walk around naked.” I gave her an evil smile as I wiggled my eyebrows at her.
“Don’t temp me.” She laughed as she waved her hand at me to finish.
“The food is incredible. How does someone who doesn’t eat cook so well?” I asked her as I leaned in to take another bite of the spinach lasagna.
“When you have all the time in the world, you tend to pick up hobbies. Our family lived in Italy for awhile and…,” she paused and I looked up at her to see why she wasn’t finishing her sentence. Bella had a pained look on her face. I reached out to touch her hand. I was getting ready to ask what was wrong when she shook her head as she looked down and continued, “…I used to cook for my dad, Charlie.”
I sat for a moment, listening to the silence. I wasn’t sure what to say next. It occurred to me that I had never thought about Bella having a father or a mother or a life before she was a vampire. I knew I had to say something because it was killing me to see the woman I loved hurting. I didn’t know if she wanted to talk about it, but I knew eventually we would need to broach the subject, so I began stumbling through my words. “Is he…I mean…do you know…have you…” I sighed, trying to think of the right thing to say. “Bella, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to pry…”
“It’s ok,” she said, squeezing my hand. She smiled at me warily but her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “I want to tell you, I need to tell you.” Bella let go of my hand and urged me to continue eating as she began telling me the story of life with Charlie back in Forks, Washington. Her eyes lit up as she told me stories about him, their fishing trips, their trips to La Push beach, and Charlie trying to raise her through womanhood. She claimed that Charlie was always on a need to know basis with her and if he didn’t need to know, he didn’t want to know. Less was always more. Bella said as long as she was happy and healthy, Charlie could live without all the details. She told me about how her mother Renee had run off with a plastic surgeon when Bella was four and left her with Charlie. A part of me became enraged upon learning about her mother’s abandonment, but I remained quiet while Bella continued her story.
Bella said she would get birthday cards or post cards from her mother from various places around the world. “Charlie said that Renee was never one to stay in one place for very long and he was surprised that Renee even stayed five years with him.” Bella shrugged as she picked at the edge of the placemat. “We received word that she died when I was sixteen,” she looked at me with pain filled eyes, “plane crash.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” I said, trying to ease her pain as I reached over to give her hand a squeeze. Bella just shrugged her shoulders and then continued to tell me how her mother had left her some money for college and how difficult it had been to leave Charlie after taking care of him all of those years. I had finished eating, and Bella refrained from telling the rest of her her story until we had cleaned up the mess from dinner. She then cut a piece of cheesecake for me, and I grabbed my glass and the bottle of wine as she led me into living room.
As we settled on the couch, she continued, “I went to the University of Washington and I was in my sophomore year. The year was 1989 and it was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I loved the fall and oddly enough, I had an infinite love for vampires. My friends at home used to call me Vampire Girl.” She gave me a wicked smile and winked - my heart skipped a beat. She told me about going to her first college party on Greek row. It was a costume party and she had dressed as a vampire. She also told me about the drinking and how she wasn’t thinking when she left the party to walk back to the dorms alone. “I don’t know how I got so turned around,” she said, almost at a whisper. She slowly lifted her head until her eyes met mine. “I knew better,” she growled through gritted teeth, her voice growing louder as she balled her fists. “My dad was the Chief of Police! He always made me take extra precautions. Charlie always made me take pepper spray with me everywhere I went!”
“Hey, come here baby,” I whispered as I pulled Bella to my chest trying to console her. I could feel her sobs heaving in her chest as she allowed me hold her for a few minutes while she regained her composure. Bella then sat up with a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. Her body was crying but there were no tears. I found it strange, but again, I didn’t question it. I made a mental note to ask her about it later; now was not the time.
“I took a wrong turn. I was following the sound of music. I thought I was heading back to the party but I wasn’t. I just knew if I turned and went back up a parallel street, it would take me back to the campus but it didn’t.” Bella gently shook her head as she tucked a strand of fallen hair back behind her ear. I could tell she was nervous, so I gently put my arm around her to give her encouragement.
“What happened after that?” I asked, hoping she would be able to continue her story.
“They were there,” she said with a far off look in her eyes. “He was dirty and he looked evil and her hair was wild and it looked like fire. They were fast and I didn’t understand how they trapped me in the alleyway. I tried to get away, I tried to hide but they found me. I was so scared…their eyes, I will never forget their eyes.” Bella paused again as her hands began to shake. She gripped my leg as if she needed to feel me for support and she continued as if she was watching everything happen all over again. “Their eyes were red…blood red, and I begged them not to hurt me. I began to cry but that just seemed to fuel their intent. Victoria, she bit me first.” Bella raised her arm as showed me the crescent shaped scar on the underside of her wrist. I lightly traced the scar with my index finger. So many emotions were running through me all at once. I could see everything see was telling me as if she were projecting her memory into my mind. “Then, James got me here.” Bella turned her head to bear the side of her neck to me where another faded crescent scar hid just on the side of her neck above her collarbone.
A rush of rage came over me as my grip tightened on Bella’s shoulders. I envisioned my Bella as a frightened young girl, being attacked by vicious creatures in the middle of the night when she should have been safe in college dorm room, warm and protected. I silently wished I had been there to fight the fuckers off her. If I would have been there, maybe she would have gotten away or they would have taken me instead. I knew that as long as I was around, I would be damned if I would ever let anyone or anything hurt her like that again.
“The pain came instantly - a burning fire that filled my veins and I instantly began to scream. I struggled to get away from them and the inferno, but it was no use. The liquid fire just burned on the inside, but their hands…their hands were like ice against my skin. I knew fighting would do me no good - I knew I was going to die. Luckily for me, the Cullens were walking back from a movie and Emmett heard me screaming. He saved me from one death and Carlisle helped to deliver me into another.” Bella gave a tight lipped smile. “So here I am.”
I leaned over gently and kissed her hair. “I wished you never had to go through that,” I soothed as I took her hand in mine. “I wished I could have been there for you.
“It was worth it to have you.” She smiled back as she gently kissed my lips. I knew she meant it and I was glad. However, part of me was still saddened by it.
“I don’t know about that. Remember how hard you fought to stay away from me?” I chucked, trying to lighten her spirits.
“Believe me when I tell you that it wasn’t easy.” Bella gently shook her head. “I was around when I shouldn’t have been.”
I wondered what she meant by that statement. Was it possible that she was really able to infiltrate my mind in such a way that she could be in my dreams? Was she really in my room that night in my apartment? Could she cast some sort of spell on me? Did witchcraft go along with being a vampire? I looked at her, confusion evident on my face as I tried to figure out what she meant.
Bella gave a heavy sigh and looked down at our hands.
“I knew you were in Chicago before you saw me. I…” She paused for just a brief moment as if she was warring with herself and what she wanted to say. She closed her eyes as she winced. “I followed your scent back to your friend’s house. I…sort of… snuck in and watched you sleep.” Bella popped one eye open as if she was afraid of my reaction to her admission. I sat there, stunned for just a moment. As I processed what she said, a huge grin pulled across my face. Bella’s eyes widened as if she couldn’t believe my reaction to her statement. “What?” she asked as the corners of her mouth began to turn up.
I shook my head. “I can’t believe it.” I leaned back on the couch as I rubbed my hands over my face.
“Can’t believe what?” Bella’s smile had faded. “Can’t believe that I stalked you and stood over you while you were at your most vulnerable? That I could have taken your life so easily?”
“No, I can’t believe you were really there.” I paused as I let out a bated breath. I took her hand in my own and rubbed my thumb over the top of it. “Do you know how many times I have dreamed of you? How many times I have woken up and thought you were with me? And now you are telling me you were actually there and I was asleep.” I rubbed my hand through my hair, grabbing at the back of my neck. I couldn’t believe she was that close after all that time of wanting her. I would have given anything if she would have just crawled in the bed with me, woke me up, something.
“Well, you did say my name once or twice. I was afraid I had woken you up,” I felt Bella trying to pull her hand out of mine. “You’re angry,” she said, snapping me out of my mental ramblings, “and I don’t blame you. It was wrong of me to do that. I shouldn’t have…”
I touched my finger to her lips to silence her. “No, I’m not mad,” I said soothingly as I traced my finger across her bottom lip. “I just wished you would have woken me up. I was out of my head, wanting to be with you so much.” I smiled at her as I decided to make my own admission of stalkerish behavior. “I was going to fly to New York but I was afraid I would scare you off.” Bella’s face lit up as I revealed to her my secret moments of insanity.
“Really?” she asked as if she were totally relieved and yet excited at the sometime.
“Really,” I confirmed with a nod of my head and a smile. Bella shot across the distance between us, taking me by surprise as her body fell against mine and her arms wrapped around my neck. I took her in my arms and held her tightly. “I love you Bella,” I whispered against her hair.
“Oh, Edward, I love you too,” she said as she gently kissed my neck. I felt her cool breath fan across me as she placed two more opened mouthed kisses against my skin. I heard her moan softly and I tilted my neck to give her more access. Her tongue skimmed across my flesh, giving me chills as my eyes rolled back into my head. Her lips gently nipped as she worked her way down across the hollow of my neck, just above my collarbone. The euphoric bubble was starting to encapsulate us again in its warmth and my skin tingled with the sensations of it. Bella began to unbutton my shirt as she kissed her way to my heart and back up to the other side of my neck.
“Oh, God…Bella, that feels…so good.” I shivered as I became instantly aroused. I slid my other hand down her back until I grasped her firm ass, pulling her closer to me. Bella’s knees slid to either side of my hips and she let out a deep growl as her hands fisted my shirt. With my hand cradled against the back of her neck, I tilted Bella’s head up to until her mouth was inches from own. I couldn’t wait any longer as I pulled her to me, tasting her - savoring her, as I took her bottom lop between mine. I gently thrust my hips up against her again to show Bella that I wanted her, seeking friction for my building need. My mind started spinning as her tongue slipped into my mouth and delicately played against my own. I became aggressive and pulled her to me harder, felling as if I couldn’t get close enough. I felt selfish taking what I wanted from her but she was driving me insane. I slid my hand off her neck and gently worked my fingers down her throat and over to her shoulder, causing the strap of her dress to fall down her arm. I inched my fingers lightly across Bella’s chest as I moved to kiss and suck gently at her neck. She moaned aloud and dropped her head back as I palmed her covered breast.
Bella’s hands went into my hair, pulling my head back from her neck as her lips attacked mine. A deep groan escaped my lips as she ground herself against my hardened erection. I wanted to remove the clothes in our way and have my way with her on the couch. Her kisses became heavier as they left my mouth and trailed across my jaw. Bella’s hand went under my neck baring my throat to her as a low his escaped her lips. I felt a quick scratch across my skin. I sharply inhaled my breath from the sting. Bella froze for just a moment before she gave two quick gasps - the second more terrifying than the first - and was gone. My eyes shot open as soon as our bodies lost contact and focused on her hunched over form by the fireplace. Her back was to me and she was gripping the mantle on the hearth as if her life depended on it. “Bella…”
“Too much,” she gasped.
“Bella?” I started to get up from the couch as she threw her free hand up toward me, warning me to stop.
“Please, just give me a minute.” I sat quietly on the couch as I watched her slowly relax. I put my hand to my neck to feel where the pain had been. My eyes widened in understanding. I pulled my hand back and saw no trace of blood but had felt a raised scratch on my neck. Bella had accidently scratched me with her teeth. I had to make this right - quick! Bella’s head fell forward and she let go of the mantle. She slowly turned to me as she smoothed her hands over her dress and gave me a weary smile.
“You OK?” I asked and she slowly nodded. She walked back over to the couch and took her seat next to me again. “You know it was an accident?” Bella nodded again. “I’m not mad.” I tried to get her to look at me. “You shouldn’t be either.” She still wouldn’t look at me.
“I think sharing with you what happened to me took away some of my resolve,” Bella said as she wrung her hands in her lap, her voice a little raspy. I reached for her hand and took it in my own, trying to show her that I understood. “It’s just that, sharing what happened to me is hard. Opening up like that, just…letting go.” She paused as she looked down at our clasped hands, “There’s really no excuse - I should be stronger.”
“Bella, love, it’s alright, really. No blood, no foul.” I said, trying to ease her conscience.
“How can you say that? I almost…Don’t you have any self preservation?” Bella shot back. I thought about what she was saying and knew that she meant she almost killed me, but for some reason, it didn’t even matter.
“When it comes to you, no, I guess I don’t,” I shrugged. “Bella, I know this is hard for you, I understand that. I want to be with you, for the rest of our lives if you will have me. There isn’t going to be anyone else for me, you are it.” I could tell Bella was getting ready to protest as she started to shake her head but I cut her off before she could speak.“Yes, I know how you feel about it. You think it’s wrong, against God, nature, whatever. I fucking get it. I don’t want to argue about that now.” I pulled her to me and held her close as I laid us back on the couch.
“This life is hard, Edward. I adapted easier than most, but it is still a struggle for me.” Bella laid her head on my chest, the smell of her hair assaulting my senses. “Before I met you, I caught your scent…it almost drove me mad. If it wasn’t for Jasper and Alice,” she paused taking in a ragged breath, “I might have ruined us all, right there, in the mall that first day.”
“But you didn’t,” I interjected.
“But I almost did. You…you called to me. Your blood was….And then when I saw you, talked to you, I thought I was going to lose my mind! I had heard of love at first sight, read about it millions of times, but never experienced it firsthand.” I couldn’t help but squeeze her as she said that.
“It was for me too, Bella,” I whispered my admittance as she squeezed me back. We lay there for a while just enjoying the closeness. Despite the mountain before us, everything was perfect in that moment. We were in love and if I were to have my way, we would be together for all of eternity. I smiled to myself as I reached up, pulling the pen from Bella’s hair and began running my fingers through her silky locks. Images filtered through my mind of Bella running barefoot across the sandy beach that was near her home. I imaged her laughing as she ran, looking back at me as I chased her down the shore line. I could see the sun gleaming off her tanned human skin. I thought about meeting Charlie. Did she have his eyes when she was human? Does she have her mother’s smile?
“Edward?” Bella asked, breaking my reverie.
“Hmm?”
“What are you thinking about?”
“I was just wondering…whatever happened to Charlie?” I asked and instantly regretted the question when I felt Bella’s body go rigid.
“I don’t know,” she answered. “I never went back. I just thought it was better that way.”
“So, all of this time, Charlie thinks you are just…what? Missing?” I asked. Bella just nodded against my chest. “How old is Charlie now?”
“He should be in his mid-sixties,” she said.
“Hmm…” I lay there for a moment when it hit me - A brilliant idea! “Let’s go to Forks!” I announced.
“What? No…I can’t…no way. Not after all of this time. It would be too hard! Charlie wouldn’t understand,” Bella stammered. “Edward, have you lost your mind?” She pulled herself up to look at me.
“No, I am dead serious.” I smiled. “If you can sneak in and see me, you can sneak in and see Charlie.”
“I don’t know.” Bella shook her head as she sat up. “What if something goes wrong? What if he sees me? It’s too risky.”
“Come on, it’s brilliant. You know you would feel better if saw him.” I said, trying to convince her.
“What if he’s…dead?” She whispered, not looking at my eyes. I reached into my pocket and wiggled out my phone. I did a quick search for Charlie Swan in Forks, Washington, and found a news story posted a week ago about him investigating the deaths of some hikers in the area.
“See, he’s alive and well,” I said, showing Bella the news report. She took the phone greedily in her hands and read the story. Suddenly she shoved the phone in my face.
“That’s my dad! That’s Charlie!” She exclaimed as my eyes began to focus on the image on the screen. I could see Bella’s resemblance in the grey-haired man. He looked tired yet official.
“See.” I smiled.
“But what if…”
“Bella,” I interrupted, “you need this.” I watched her for a moment as she thought it over. I knew she was weighing out the pros and cons. I hoped that she would be convinced. After all this time and all of this pain and regret, maybe some peace would settle her mind and her heart.
Slowly, she lifted her golden brown eyes to mine. “Can we leave tonight? Like now?” she asked.
“Sure.” I smiled, stroking her back, happy that she agreed. I blinked and she was gone. “What the….” I paused to look around the empty room.
“I’m upstairs - in my room.” I faintly heard her call out. It was going to take some time to get use to her warp speed. I hopped off the couch and headed upstairs where I found Bella in her room. She was already dressed in blue jeans and a long sleeve sweater. She smiled at me as I entered and sat on the bed to put on my socks and shoes. I could clearly see she was happy. She was humming as she put up her hair up in a ponytail.
“I think it’s about a three and a half hour drive to Forks from here. Maybe we could drive up, see Charlie and then get a room or something?” I suggested as I slipped into my jacket.
“It won’t take me that long to get there; besides, I don’t sleep,” Bella answered nonchalantly as she tied her boots.
“What? Wait, you don’t sleep as in insomnia?”
“No, I don’t sleep as in ever,” she answered as if it were no big deal, as she hopped up and checked herself in the mirror. I just stood there, slack-jawed, trying to wrap my mind around it. Bella stepped over to me, rocked up on her toes, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “Come on, Romeo,” she mused as she tugged on my arm.
Once outside, I pulled my keys out of my pocket and looked over at Bella who was standing there grinning with her hand out in front of her. I hesitated for a moment as I looked from my keys, to my car, and back to Bella. She cocked her head sideways and quirked her eyebrow.
“Problems?” she asked.
“Um…no,” I lied as I rubbed my hand through my hair. I had never let anyone drive my baby before. But this was Bella, I reasoned with myself. I loved her more than the silly car and this was important. I dropped my keys into her outstretched palm. She snatched them so fast, I wasn’t sure they were even in her hand.
“Ya know, you are a bad liar.” I looked up and she was no longer in front of me but was already opening up the driver’s side door. Bella threw her head back and let out an evil chuckle that sent chills down my spine.
“Fuck me,” I mumbled as I grabbed the door handle. Bella was already revving the engine; I barely had time to shut the door before she took off. “Seat belts! Seat belts!” I yelled as I was trying to snap mine in place. We were at the end of the drive by the time I had my belt clicked. I looked up just as she was stopping at the main road. My stomach churned from all the swerving she did down the driveway. Bella just looked and me and grinned. I gave her a nervous smile as I grabbed the “Oh Shit” handle and closed my eyes.
“Relax Honey.” she patted my leg. “I was just messing with you.” I opened one eye and looked at her smiling face.
“Ha, ha…very funny.” I let go of the handle as Bella eased out of the driveway. By the time we hit the interstate, we holding hands and talking about life Forks. I didn’t say it out loud, but I was saying a little prayer that this trip wouldn’t turn out to be a nightmare.
A/N: I will do my best to not let 3+ months go by before I update again. Yes, I do know where the story is going. Yes, it will get finished. :) I do appreciate everyone who has added this to their faves or story updates. This story has had 10,543 hits since it started! Imagine if all of those people reviewed! Hint...hint! ;)