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When the Cullen's leave, Bella, as we all know, is depressed, but when she goes to the Cullen house one last time, she finds Victoria waiting for her there. When Victoria turns her into a vampire, the Cain family takes her in. When they return to Forks and find the Cullens have moved back too, will chaos rule, or will romance be back in the air?
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4. The Confession

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I ran until I reached the far edge of the woods. The line of trees came to an immediate halt, and the grown dipped to a beautiful valley.

As John and I ran home, I reflected on the past day: I had seen Edward again; He had confessed his love for me after saying that he one, didn’t want me and two, didn’t love me. Yeah. A pretty damn full day!

As we reached the house, I noticed that the lights of my room were on. We climbed the stairs that led up to the house and then turned to climb the stairs that lead up to the bedrooms. As John started to turn to go into his room, I grabbed his arm and pulled him with me down to the end of the hall where my room was while mumbling under my breath what I had observed. I crept towards the door with John stumbling along behind me and gently eased the door open with my foot. I poked my head around the door and seeing that no one was there, I released John’s hand and fully walked into the room. I let out a breath that I didn’t know I had been holding when I felt a solid hand connect with the small of my back and suddenly I was being thrown onto my bed. Before rolling over, I could hear the sound of many bolts being closed and the one voice I never wanted to hear just inches from my ear. “Just hear me out Annabel!” The voice was desperate. I rolled over and looked directly into Edward’s topaz eyes.

“How can I, Edward?” I whispered. “How can I even be with you when just looking at you makes me want to kiss you?”

“And that’s a bad thing?” Edward gave me the little crooked smile I loved so much.

“How did you get in here?” I demanded while raising one of my eyebrows and giving him a small frown.

“I told your family my side of the story and they agreed that you should at least hear me out. So, you aren’t going to get out of here until you do.” His face was set into a hard line and the look of determination in his eyes made them even more angelic.

I sat up and braced my head and back against my headboard and sighed heavily. “Hit me with your best shot.”

Edward leaned his back against the footboard and took a deep breath. “I lied to you Bella-”

“Annabel,” I interrupted. He looked up at me through his bangs and he looked so traumatized that I immediately closed my mouth with a small click.

“When I told you that I didn’t love you…or that I didn’t want you any more…I lied. I knew that just being with me was dangerous, and I didn’t want to see you get accidentally killed. I honestly didn’t think that you would believe me. Why did you believe me, after all the times that I told you that I loved you?” He looked up at me.

I hugged my knees up to my chest. “It never made sense for you to love me. I knew that this day would come, but I just didn’t think it would have come so soon. And I didn’t think it would hurt that much. When you left, it was like there was a huge gaping hole inside of me that took over my life. If anything reminded me of you, anything from hearing your name to…to just hearing something we had once talked about, the pain was…unbearable. When Victoria changed me, the pain was little compared to what I went through when you left.”

“Would it help if I said that I was just as, or maybe more, miserable?” He gave me a small smile. “At least you tried to go on, to be more normal for Charlie. I more or less just curled up in a ball for 40 years and…and I don’t know about you,” he looked me straight in the eye, “but now that I know that you are a vampire too, there isn’t much stopping me from doing something that I have wanted to do for the past 42 odd years.” Before I could blink, he had moved across the bed and cupped my chin in one of his hands and pressed his lips full on with mine. He broke the kiss and sat up, looking for any kind of sign that would show that I wanted him to stop. Not seeing any, he lunged at the chance, taking me into his arms giving me a deep, passionate kiss. My heightened senses were screaming with delight and pleasure, and even though my common sense was scolding me for letting myself within a 40-yard range with this man. I ignored the smart side of my brain and I kissed him back, imagining what was going through his mind right now as I did. We stayed locked in each other’s arms for several more minutes before I pulled away.

“How do I know that you’re not going to leave again?” My human memories of him were flooding back stronger and the pain of him leaving started an ache in my stone hard stomach.

“Annabel, I swear as long as you still want me, I will always be here.” He looked so sincere it was hard not to believe him.

“That’s what you said last time. You promised you wouldn’t leave and you left regardless.” I looked into his eyes, and I could almost imagine the pain that I went through projected into his topaz pools.

“I guess time is the only true way to show you how much I care for you. Annabel, I love you, and I don’t ever want to be apart again!” He pulled me into a rough embrace and I leaned my head against his shoulder.

Finally, I sat up with an idea. “Can you just give me some time to think about this? It’s just a tad overwhelming.” He nodded and left the room silently while I brooded over everything that had happened in the past 40 years reclined on my bed.