Bella has just come to Forks after a breakup with her boyfriend from Phoenix. But how long will she actually last? Warning: I have the ending in mind, and it is a MAJOR twist. Muahaha. * not done, and i don't use deadlines. i write when i am in the mood. :] *
11. Chapter 11
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People stared as we walked inside, naturally. They’d already seen the Cullens, but it must’ve been weird to see another person as beautiful as them. I mean, how often did you find someone like that?
Edward wrapped one hand around my waist, and my face heated up. He usually had his arm there, so it was nothing new, but it sent me into a frenzy every time. The time I spent holding him or laying with him on our humongous bed was the happiest I probably ever was. He even topped Aiden.
Thinking about him didn’t hurt so much anymore. Probably because I had Edward now, but sometimes if Edward wasn’t there - hunting, or something - I felt my chest expand along with my heart. At least now it was only a bit of tearing instead of the crippling ache I used to get.
The inside of the gymnasium was decorated in elaborate paintings hung up on the walls - paintings of city lights and tall skyscrapers. Streamers of black and white hung delicately from every inch of the ceiling, almost dipping low enough to skim the top of our heads. Along one whole wall were tables and tables of never-ending food that I could eat, but my family couldn‘t. I didn’t eat anything for Rosalie’s sake - she was very sensitive to my ability to eat food since she still wanted to be human. The back end of the gym had many tables with chairs set up around them.
“Table or dancing first?” Edward asked, a grin spread widely across his face. I would honestly rather had gone to the table, but when I didn’t answer, Edward dragged me lightly to the middle of the dance floor where a circle was cleared. Inside the cleared circle was none other than the beautiful Rosalie Hale and her husband Emmett.
“Where’s Alice and Jasper?” I asked, disappointment think in my voice. I’d obviously pick Edward over everybody, but I still wanted to spend tonight with her, too.
“They’ll be here shortly,” he murmured, dragging me along towards the circle. I stopped him and he knew why. “Bella. I don’t care how bad of a dancer you were when you were human, but now you’ve been awarded with such grace. Don’t you think you should show it off a bit?”
“Showing off is rude,” I scolded him, but he continued to drag me, and I let him. No need to ruin his night.
My lips curved into a smile when I saw Edward was right; I could dance so well now. We stepped and swirled along with Rosalie and Emmett, and people stared in awe. It was impossible not to look into Edward’s eyes as he stared into mine. Edward and I hadn’t kissed yet. I had no clue why since we’d already declared ourselves as a couple, but there was nothing I wanted to right now than to take his hands in my face and kiss him. I blushed.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked, annoyed. He hated that he could read everybody’s minds but mine. I smiled as he looked down at me, and slowly I inched closer up towards his face. Just centimeters away… and then our lips met for the first time. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced; my hands reached desperately until they locked into his hair, and his hands dragged my closer to his body.
I could sense my family dancing beside us but didn’t pay any attention until Jasper and Emmett let out hoots of amusement. Edward and I broke the kiss and I looked away as Edward turned to glare at them.
The song ended then and all of us went to sit at the table Alice had apparently reserved for us - it was all the way in the back corner where we wouldn’t be disturbed. I was about to sit down when Edward pulled my onto his lap, which I certainly didn’t mind. He talked with Alice while I watched the rest of the students dance. I wondered if I would’ve come if I was human. Probably not, considering I probably wouldn’t have had a date, but I was actually glad I did. After all, your first prom only happens once.
Edward stiffened under me and Alice immediately shot me a confused but worried look. “What’s wrong?” I asked, surprised at the sudden shift in the atmosphere. Apparently I was the only one that didn’t know what was going on, because even Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie looked a bit nervous.
“Bella?” I heard someone call. The way I was positioned on Edward’s lap I was staring at the back wall, but I swung around to see who had said my name.
My jaw simply hung limp, and my non-beating heart would’ve stopped if possible. I’m sure if I was human I’d have cried right at this moment. Was this some kind of sick joke?
“Aiden?” I whispered.
“Bella!” He sounded relieved. “Can I talk to you?”
“Ohhh, shit,” I heard Emmett mutter, but it was too low for anyone but a vampire to hear. A growl was building in Edward’s chest, and I laid a hand on his face to stop him.
“Um…” I stuttered, “I don’t know who you are.” I quickly looked away, hoping he would think he had mistaken me for someone I actually was, but he still stood there.
“Bella, I really need to talk to you.” I still hadn’t turned to look at him, but my grip on Edward’s hand tightened as I felt a sob building. What the hell was he doing in Forks?!
After a few minutes I finally turned to look at him. “Fine,” I said, my voice shaking. “What do you want?”
“Err… Can I talk to you alone?”
He seemed taken aback, but didn’t hesitate before starting. “I need to apologize about what went down in Phoenix, well… you know. I didn’t mean for it to happen like that. I’ve been looking for you forever… When I saw you in the mall… I didn‘t know how it was possible. You were supposed to be dead! So I looked up your dad and saw that he lived in Forks. My best bet was that you‘d be here.” He smiled. “But Bella, I… I think I’m still in love with you. I need you to forgive me.”
Edward set me down on the chair next to him and pushed Aiden against the wall. “Listen, you sick, twisted little human, Bella has no desire of being with you. You lost her because you don‘t deserve her,” he spat, sounding more dangerous than I thought was possible. “I think you need to run along back to Phoenix and stay there.”
Edward glared at him before letting him go. Aiden shot me an annoyed glance, and fixed his now crumpled shirt.
“I’m not giving up on you Bella. From the moment I saw you in the mall I knew that I still wanted you. I’ll be around,” he shot at Edward, and then disappeared into the crowd.
“What the hell was that?” Rosalie muttered.
“I’m gonna kick his ass!” Emmett roared. I almost laughed, but I was still in shock. … Did he know I was a vampire?
When I glanced at Edward, who had sat down again, he looked ashamed. “Thank you,” I smiled now. I felt happy that he would stick up for me. His eyes, though, expressed his disbelief.
“I can’t believe that didn’t attract any attention,” he muttered. “I’m sorry. That was out of line.”
I climbed back onto his lap. “Thank you,” I repeated. I knew that if Edward wasn’t there at that exact moment and shoved him against that wall, I probably would’ve taken Aiden back… I would’ve walked into his arms, never realizing I should’ve chosen someone else… someone I knew wouldn’t hurt me. Edward was the thing that made the pain bearable. He was my life now.
Edward sulked for the rest of the night, all through the ride home.
“Shame on you, Edward,” Alice growled once we were back inside the Cullen mansion. “You save Bella’s night, but then of course you find a way to ruin it!” And with that, she ran fluidly up to her bedroom. Jasper followed right after her.
“You didn’t do anything,” I promised. I did wish the night could’ve gone a little better. It could’ve been worse, I reminded myself. He could’ve let me go without even saying a word.
“It’s fine, I know she’s right. I’m sorry I ruined the night.”
I began to protest, but Edward put a soft fingers over my lips. “Sorry,” he repeated. He walked upstairs, leaving me staring dumbly after him. How could he possibly be mad at himself. He just saved me from making the biggest mistake of my life!
I decided to let him have some time to himself, and wandered into the kitchen where Esme was standing by the stove.
“Ah, Bella!” she said lightly. “I’ve made some soup for you. I knew you wouldn’t have eaten at the dance.”
I couldn’t help but smile. She could be so thoughtful sometimes. “Thanks, Esme,” I said.
She set down the steaming soup in front of my place at the table and I sat down and started eating. She was a fabulous cook. I wondered if she had been during her human life, too.
“So how was your night? Edward had been so excited for this! He had no clue how to bring it up. He thought you’d turn him down, so he let Alice figure everything out.” I frowned at this. I never would have said no to him.
“Well, that’s just ridiculous. There’s no way I would’ve turned him down.”
She laughed quietly and shook her head. “That’s our Edward. So tell me, was it a nice night then?” My grimace wasn’t huge, but she definitely saw it.
“Oh, dear. What happened?” she urged. I did a quick recap on the dancing, which she smiled at, and then continued on to Aiden, and then the silence all the way home.
“That silly boy,” she muttered. I didn’t know if she was talking about Aiden or Edward. “Who does he think he’s messing with? I suppose he wouldn’t know we were vampires, but we’re obviously not normal!” I nodded. “Unless… did you want to go back to him?”
“Of course not!” I looked at her with an unfathomable expression. “I felt anger when I saw him standing there… and then… the way Edward talked to him. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such happiness. I was wanted. And I didn’t care if I was wanted by Aiden; he could go crawl in a ditch somewhere. But I was wanted by Edward, and that made all the difference. It made it so much better.”
Esme gave a laugh and left the room. “Where are you going?” I called after her, but then I was swooped up from my chair and suddenly I was flying through the air - except I was in Edward’s arms.
“I couldn’t help but ease drop. I though you’d be angry with me when I shoved him. I could‘ve really hurt him but I figured we didn‘t need to mess up everyone‘s prom night,” he said carefully.
I stared at him, exasperated, as he set me down on our bed. “Of course, I was mad at you, Edward, that explains why I thanked you.” My sarcasm was thick.
Crawling up onto the bed with me, we laid under the covers, our fingers folded into each other’s.
“You would really pick me over him?” he questioned.
“That is sort of a shock. He was fairly good looking, though I’m not particularly good at judging men, I suppose.”
I giggled and snuggled into his chest. “You must be blind because he’s absolutely nothing compared to you.”