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My Boyfriend is a Vampire

This is a thought that came to me during an exam. It was very distracting so I hope I still did well on it... Anyway! Edward is watching Bella sleep, but Victoria chooses that time to attack. Will that attack go as planned? Or will Victoria fail? Will someone else be drawn into the vampire world? * What will Bella and Edward do now? With another person in on their secret, are they going to be able to keep him safe? Or is the knowledge he possesses going to lead to his death? NEXT CHAPTER IS UP!!!!!!


7. Surprise!

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Edward had Alice keep me busy while he set up for the ‘surprise’. She arrived at the hospital hauling a very large tote bag through the hallways. I was innocently napping in the chair next to Charlie’s bed when she kicked the door open, shaking me out of my dream. I glared at her for ruining my few minutes of peace.

“But we have too sort these things out, Bella!” she cried, dumping a very, very large pile of photographs on the ground. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open.

“Is this the surprise Edward was talking about?” I asked aghast. Alice rolled her eyes and flopped down on the floor next to the pile of pictures.

“Of course not!” she said and then picked up a picture to examine it. I sighed, knowing that I had no choice, and sat down on the opposite side of Alice. I picked up a picture of Edward in an outrageous costume. Giggles erupted to the surface and Alice leaned over to see what I was laughing at. When she saw she shrieked and yanked the picture out of my hand. “Edward’s going to kill me!” she screamed and then hid the picture. “I thought that I took all of those out!” she said, and then started to rummage through the pile.

“Alice,” I asked, trying to keep my laughter down. “Why was Edward in a chicken costume?” Alice looked away from me and then grabbed a few more pictures from out of the pile. I saw of glimpse of Carlisle with a cape and fake vampire fangs. “Alice!” I said, half laughed actually.

“Okay!” she said frustrated and stopped trying to find all of those pictures. “It was the only time we celebrated Halloween! It started out as a practical joke on Edward, but then we all got caught up in it!” By then I was laughing hysterically. Alice had a horrified look on her face. “Don’t tell Edward you saw it please! He will kill me!” I nodded and then started to look trough the pile again. I was instantly curious to what I would find. Prom picture…Emmet’s and Rosalie’s wedding…More wedding…Some other special occasion… “Alice! Look! You’re a ballerina!” There she was on the picture. Bright pink tights, ballerina shoes, purple leotard with those sparkling things on it, incredibly frilly tutu. Not that I have anything against ballerinas, but her outfit was just outrageous.

“No!” she shrieked and then grabbed the picture out of my hand. “I told Emmet to get rid of these! Why would he put them in here?” It was hopeless to try to fight. I was laughing so hard my rubs hurt. Alice, meanwhile, was just sorting through the pictures very quickly so that I wouldn’t be able to see anymore.

Unfortunately, there were no more hilarious pictures for me to find. Either there weren’t anymore, or Alice did a really good job in hiding them from me. When we were finished, Alice turned around to start putting the pictures in envelopes labeled. Weddings, Proms, Parties, etc. But since her head was turned, I saw the corner of a picture sticking out from under a pile. I tugged on it gently to see some yellow feathers around the edges of the picture. I yanked it out from the bottom of the pile and slipped it into my pocket. Ha ha…blackmail. Alice didn’t notice anything.

“What are you doing girls?” Charlie asked when he woke up. We were almost done with the pictures and we were about to leave.

“Just organizing some of the Cullens…keepsakes,” I said giggling. Alice just shot me a dirty look.

“Can I see some?” he asked. But when he saw the look on Alice’s face, he said that he was tired and that he could see them another time. Alice and I then exited the room and turned off the lights behind us. Alice was quiet on the car ride back to the Cullen’s house.

“I didn’t think you celebrated Halloween,” I said casually.

“We don’t,” Alice hissed.

“Well you did,” I said, covering my mouth with my hand to try to muffle my giggles.

“I already told you! It started out as a joke-”

“Okay!” I said, holding up my hands defensively. I then looked out the window. “I wonder what Edward would wear if we do it again-”

“Bella,” Alice said angrily. I decided that I had enough fun for the day and then sat back to enjoy the car ride.

The front porch of the house was covered in balloons and flowers. I looked at it nervously.

“Oh come on!” Alice said, forgetting the whole Halloween-picture incident. She took me by the hand and dragged me up the front steps. There, Esme welcomed me into the house and led me into the backyard. Edward wasn’t anywhere to be seen. Despite all my efforts, though, whenever I saw one of the Cullens, I erupted into a fit of giggles. I caught a few glimpses of what Emmet, Esme, Rosalie and Jasper wore in the pictures. If I had those pictures and threatened to show the world, I would have seven slaves for life.

“Hey beautiful,” a velvety smooth voice whispered in my ear. I turned around and saw Edward behind me. He leaned down and kissed my ear. “What’s this?” he asked, spotting the corner of the picture I stole sticking out of my pocket.

“It’s nothing!” I said quickly, trying to stuff it back into my pocket. But he was too fast for me. He took the picture out of my pocket and looked at it. His eyes slowly widened and his mouth dropped open. Horror spread onto his face.

“ALICE!” he yelled suddenly.

“It’s not my fault! I’m sorry!” Alice yelled from inside the house. Edward looked at me in terror. The picture fell out of his hands and onto the grass.

“It’s okay, Edward!” I said soothingly. “I don’t think any less of you.” I then leaned up and kissed him lightly. “You will always be my little chicken,” I whispered in his ear. He glared at me. If he was human, he would be bright pink.

“I’m going to kill Alice,” Edward growled.

“No! It’s not her fault!” I said urgently, not wanted to get Alice in trouble. Edward just grumbled, ripped up the picture and then buried it’s pieces.

“Come on,” he said still irritated and took my hand. “We still have to show you the surprise,” he said, forgetting his embarrassment and leading me into the middle of the yard. Emmet handed him a wrapped box and Edward took it. “I hope you’ll like it,” he said. I smiled at him and took the box out of his hands. I was careful not to slice my finger again. When it was finally opened, I gasped at what laid inside.