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I'll Fall When You Leave

Well I was reading the I'll Fall When You Leave by Red_Bell, I recommend that you read the original 3 chapters so mine makes sense you can find this here http://www.twilightarchives.com/viewstory.php?sid=8418, and was dissappointed when it jsut ended and so I decided to write my own ending for it Its quite a few chapters long, so I hope you enjoy it. This is all human, and is about Bella/Edward after they have a child but he doesn't know about her. Enjoy!


4. Chapter 4

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It was the middle of the night when I finally managed to pick myself up from the floor and made my way to my room, and plonked myself down fully clothed on my bed, and started to cry again. It dawned on me that I hadn’t locked the door properly but I didn’t have the energy to care, I just broke down in sobs as I realised what a pathetic person I was. It was an hour or two later when I was sure I heard the front door open and close but I couldn’t be sure, so I just ignored it and decided that if someone was robbing me there wasn’t really anything of value for them to rob anyway. As I lay on my bed staring into nothingness I felt an arm encircle my waist and pull me over. I was almost sure I was dreaming when I looked into the eyes of the man who was holding me to him. His green eyes searching my brown eyes for an answer, to what question I do not know. The urge to kiss him over whelmed me, I wanted him to love me like he had, but why was he here?

While I was lost in thought I felt his lips gently press against mine, I didn’t want gentle though, I kissed him back with force, and he quickly caught on, our lips were moving together like the cogs of a well oiled machine, it was easy, it was natural. I slowly moved my hands to his shirt and started to unbutton the front as his hand reached under my shirt and behind my back to unhook my bra, he then moved his hand to the front of my chest and gently massaged my breasts and nipples with his hand, I let out a little moan into his mouth. I had his top off and stopped kissing me briefly to take my shirt off over my head he then slid off my bra and threw them both into the corner of the room. My hands were roaming all over his chest, I wanted him closer, I wanted to feel whole, to feel complete.

He slowly lifted his lips from mine and started to kiss me back and forth on my neck up to my and back, until my brother had become ragged, he whispered “are you sure?” I couldn’t master a response so I just kissed him, he understood, he hands moved lower and found the band of my jeans, he found the button and zip and unbuttoned and zipped me, I arched up of the bed so he could pull the off, I grabbed his pants and did the same and we were both lay naked looking at each other.

My hands were carelessly roaming over his chest and getting lower, I felt his navel, and kept going until I felt his hardness with my hand, when I started to rub him slowly he moaned slightly and started to kiss my neck, down to my breasts, he spent a while sucking and licking my nipples making me want him even more, I moaned a few times before he would move on, he carried on down until he got my centre and he carefully placed a kiss right on top of my clit making me moan in pleasure, he was then back at my face as he kissed me more fiercely than earlier.

I felt him reposition his self in between my legs, I obliged and wrapped my legs around his hips, as he slowly entered me, I gasped in pleasure as he started moving in and out getting faster and faster, our breathing was ragged and I could feel the heat inside me increasing, I started to moan, this just made him go faster, I could feel myself coming, it took another couple of movements before I suddenly screamed his name, at the same time I heard him roughly say my name into my ear as I felt him cum. We collapsed on top of each other.

We stayed like that for an immeasurable moment, I didn’t want it to end I was blissfully happy. He slowly moved off me and lay next to me pulling me onto his chest. He yanked the covers over our still naked bodies, and we drifted off to sleep.

It was early when I woke, I cursed that I was so used to getting up at 6am with Darcy, I was instantly reminded of the night before as I looked up into the face of Edward, realising it had actually happened and it wasn’t just a dream.

I decided I would let him sleep, I got up as quietly as I could, and grabbed my dressing gown off the back off the bedroom door, and headed to the kitchen for my morning coffee fix. I decided now was as good a time as any to do some washing, I crept into my room and grabbed my washing basket, followed by Darcy’s and proceeded to load the washing machine and choose the correct programme. I decided that I’d spend the rest of the time reading a book; I scoured the shelves until I saw what I was looking for, my old beaten up copy of Wuthering heights.

I lost myself in turn of the century England and so wasn’t sure how much time had passed when I heard my bedroom door open, I placed the book on the table and decided that it was now time to return to the present and deal with the situation at hand.

“Bella?” A rather anxious voice shouted through the flat

“I’m in the living room” I replied


“Sorry I’m so used to having to get up at the crack of dawn with Darcy for school, I didn’t want to wake you either” Edward walked into the room as I was discussing my normal sleeping habits.

“It’s okay, sorry about last night” My face fell instantly, before I had time to stop it. I knew he saw it, sadness touched his eyes. “Maybe you miss understood me, I mean I’m sorry for barging in here, not at all for what happened.”

My answering smile must have been what he was hoping for as I watched his face form the crooked smile I so madly loved. We just stood looking and smiling at each other for a while, Edward eventually broke the silence.

“Bella how is your mum? And Phil?”

I instantly felt guilty; I started to nervously chew on my lip and couldn’t look at him any longer my gaze fell to my feet. He must have understood my hesitation.

“There wasn’t any problem was there? Not even a phone call?”

I shook my head, my brain not able to force me to speak. I felt so ashamed, I had lied to everyone.

“Oh, then why did you leave?”

I realised I was going to have to give him a verbal answer, I let out a long breath, “Well when that girl got there, it was more than I could handle, and I know I have absolutely no right to feel like that. But I just had to leave, I’m sorry.”

“You left because of Lauren?”

I just nodded.

“But why? She’s just some girl? You don’t even know her.”

“Because she was with you, because it was killing me to know you were with someone else, I know I should have expected it and god I don’t know what I expected. It just hurt.”

“You left because you were jealous.” He said it as more of a statement that question, so I just looked up at him, the tears welling up in my eyes. “But were not even, together, we’ve been on a couple of dates, but that’s it. I don’t like her like that. I only like one person like that. And she’s standing in front of me.”

I let out a gasp as I realised what he had just said. He loved me. Still.

“Do you mean it?”

“Of course I mean it, you can be so absurd sometimes” He was cut off mid sentence as I closed the few steps between us, and kissed him with all the force I had. We kissed for a while, before he broke us apart. “I think we should probably discuss everything and not just end up back in your bed”

“I suppose that would be the mature thing to do” I laughed, it felt so natural.