Angels Come Back
What if Bella died? What if she could come back?
5. Chapter 5
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When I woke up the next morning I couldn’t remember where I was. Then I heard my angel whisper in my ear, “Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?”
“Quite well,” I whispered, “I haven’t slept in fifty years, it was quite refreshing.”
“Only fifty?” he scoffed, “Why, I haven’t slept in three times that many years.” I turned my body around to face him, and I just got lost in his eyes. I don’t know how long we lay like that, looking into each other’s eyes. I could’ve stayed forever, but eventually I had to get up. “Go take a human moment,” he whispered, “I’ll go take care of breakfast.”
He gave me a quick kiss and then he was gone. I was determined to make this as quick as possible, I took a three-minute shower and brushed my teeth in thirty seconds. I was thrilled to see that science had invented a hairdryer that only took two minutes. I ran back into the bedroom and dug through the closet of clothes Alice had bought me. Names of various designers whizzed by my face as I looked for something easy to wear. I grabbed a pair of jeans and an indigoish colored top, and shoved them on.
I was about to run down the stairs, then thought better of it. If I wanted to make it to the end of the year, I’d better walk. It was only once I’d stopped rushing that I realized how quiet the house was. Not that quiet was unusual in the Cullen household, but normally it felt like people were there. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. On the table was a silver tray with a bowl of cereal on it. I saw a note next to the food.Bella, When you’ve finished, please come outside, just follow the walkway. Love Edward
P.S. Please don’t choke or trip on anything.
I laughed and wolfed down the cereal hardly noticing what it tasted like. I wanted to see my angel. I went out the back door and started down a stone path. It was a nice day out, not to cold, and cloudy enough that the Cullens wouldn’t need to stay inside. After about three minutes of walking I came to a gazebo, which was decorated with freesia. It smelled wonderful. I felt cold arms wrap around me.
“This is only about one tenth of the attraction your scent holds for me, “Edward whispered in my ear.
“How did you do all this?” I wondered, “I’ve only been back for a day.”
He chuckled, “You forget that I don’t sleep. I made a few calls last night, and Alice was more than thrilled to put everything together last night. It’s been a good couple of days for her, she got to take you shopping, she got to decorate the gazebo, and she finally got that yellow Porsche.”
I laughed, “Took you long enough,” I vividly recalled our trip to Italy when Edward had promised Alice the 911 Turbo for Christmas.
“I had other things on my mind.” I turned to face him. His eyes held a deep sadness that I knew he would always feel. We’d lost so much time, so many tears we could have been together.
“I’m here now,” I whispered.
“Yes you are, which reminds me…” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small box. Then he got down on one knee. Oh God Oh god Oh God. “Isabella Marie Swan, you are my life, my happiness, my savior in every sense of the word. Without you my existence has no meaning, for I am nothing. When you were gone I was worse that a weak imitation of a man, but with you I can be everything that I want to be and more, because with you beside me I know I can do anything.” He opened the box to reveal the most perfect ring ever, it was silver with a topaz stone in the shape of a heart flanked on both sides by diamonds, “Bella, my Isabella, will you be mine? Will you marry me?”
It was all I could do to nod before throwing myself at him and kissing him.