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Too Far

Summary:
The events during that summer between Twilight and New Moon... basically a Jacob-free version of Bella and Edward romance, and the problems that ensue without the help of werewolves, vendetta-ridden vampires, or the Volturi. No danger or action, for the most part, just their relationship.


Notes:
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4. Chapter 4

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We drove in silence for a few minutes, listening to the car purr down the road and the soft classical music weave its way through the air.

"Edward, is now a good time to talk about... what we were going to talk about last night?" His gaze flickered ever so slightly as he stared back at the winding road ahead of us. We had maybe five minutes until we got to the hospital, the way he was driving. I had to make this fast. He paused for a few seconds before answering.

"What, exactly, would that be?" I could almost feel the new tenseness in the air, but I pushed it aside. If every time we talked about our future he was going to get like this then he was just going to have to deal with it. I ignored his subtle reaction and pressed on.

"You know exactly what I mean. I'm getting my cast off today... I will be perfectly healthy, able, and willing to become a vampire. I'm even ready to do it today." I heard his sharp intake of breath but I continued. "It would solve so many lingering problems, Edward. Not to mention it would make us both the happiest people alive!"

"No, Bella. Not alive. That's exactly my point... I can't take away your soul. I just can't. Why is that so hard to understand?"

"I don't believe this! You love me, I know you do. Why can't you do this for me? For us! Edward, think about it... We could be together forever. Literally-as long as we live we will be together, side by side, never aging, always seventeen! That's the only wish I have in my entire world. I want to be by your side, with you, always. It's the only way..."

I trailed off, leaving him to contemplate my reasons. I could see his eyes narrow in scrutiny as he thought about my words. He knew I was right, of that I was sure. It only made sense. We were in love... deeper than in love. We were somehow stronger than soul mates; I could feel it every time he looked at me and how he was never far from my thoughts. We were meant for one another, forever. So why couldn't he embrace destiny and turn me into a vampire?

"Bella," he began, pausing to arrange his thoughts. "I love you. I could never, ever, compromise your life for my selfishness. Please, understand..."

I processed his words. Selfishness? He thought he was being selfish by changing me? I thought he knew everything, but obviously he had every teenage male's curse: the inability to comprehend the female mind. I shook my head and smiled slightly, letting him know I wasn't worried about his ‘selfishness'. I read between the lines and realized something. In a way, he just admitted that he wanted to change me, too.

He looked carefully into my eyes, trying to read my expression. I knew the words that would come out of his mouth before he even spoke them.

"Please, tell me what you're thinking." He looked genuinely worried as I watched his face, forming my thoughts into words. I couldn't bear to look at his beautiful face in such frustration.

"You're not selfish, Edward. You're in love." I looked at his set jaw, and the slight crease in his forehead and I resolved to make him smile before I was through. "And I am completely, irrevocably, and dangerously in love with you." His jaw slackened and I saw the familiar spark come back into his eye as he saw the sincerity in my own. Now, it's time for me to see his shining smile. "So you see..." I paused dramatically, letting him anticipate my next words. "‘You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I lov- lov- love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.'" I completed the proclamation in a perfect British accent, pauses in all the right spots, with a distinct Mr. Darcy air to my voice. His lips faltered for a moment as he recognized the line from Pride and Prejudice that we had just watched last week. He attempted, without success, to hide his smile, but I saw the corners of his perfect lips twitch up and his eyes sparkled with humor. I let loose a laugh, relaxing the tense atmosphere in the car and looked back at him to see his resolve completely shot as he laughed with me and cupped my face in his free hand.

"You know, she says no after that..." He teased me, still smiling.

"Yeah... but she can't stay away for long." I closed my eyes as he leaned forward and pressed a lingering kiss to my forehead. I felt like we had made progress already after this short conversation. From what I understood, he wanted to change me badly, so I had a chance to convince him that I should become a vampire. I decided that for right now, the topic of our future was ended. I quickly realized, though, that even if I had wanted to continue the conversation it would have been impossible. His lips, so tenderly resting on my forehead before, began leaving a burning trail across my eye and towards my neck. I wondered vaguely how he managed to kiss me like this and still be driving. I opened an eye just to check and noticed that we were already in the hospital parking garage. No light shone through and we sat in near complete darkness as he nuzzled my neck. I halfway wondered how long we had been sitting there but I quickly lost all thought as his lips finally met mine. It was as if the tension of the conversation before was being released from his lips to mine and I sighed involuntarily, wanting the kiss to last forever.

Unfortunately, though not entirely unexpectedly, considering this was a bad habit of his, he pulled away and placed his forehead against mine.

"Sorry," he quietly breathed. "I just couldn't help myself. You blush when you laugh, and in combination with that blue shirt..." I chuckled inwardly at my own power. There were days when I absolutely hated my involuntary blushing, and then there were days like today, when I wished I could make my cheeks rosy at will.

"Well, Mr. Cullen, I forgive you-this time," I pecked his nose one last time and then unbuckled my seat belt, which had tightened across my chest when I had tried to pull myself closer to Edward. "Now, would you be a dear and help me out of the car, young man?" He smiled charmingly and before I knew it he was at my door, helping me balance beside him as he secured a strong arm around my shoulders and held the other arm out for me to hold.

"Right this way, Miss Swan," he said. He led me towards the parking garage elevator as I hobbled beside him like an old lady, my ridiculous cast getting in the way. I realized that this is how it would be, if he didn't change me. Eventually I would grow old, weak, and gray, and if Edward stayed with me through it all he would be reduced to escorting me around like my personal grocery boy. I refused to let that happen. I resolved to myself at that moment that I would become a vampire and stay young with Edward forever; and I would do it soon.