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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 7, 2010 17:06:05 GMT -5
Isabella kind of knew he wouldn't like the new her but she didn't seem to mind the changes. Everyone changes most of the time but she knew he wouldn't understand. "I wanted to let you know, that's all. See I told you I'm not the same Bella. I can see this isn't going to go anywhere. Do me a favor could you watch that for a sec? I need to have some time alone." Without him answering, she walked out of the kitchen and headed up the stairs to her room where she still had the picture of Tristen next to her bed. Sighing, she sat down on the bed and grabbed the picture from the nightstand. Next, she turned on the light so she could see. There, in the picture was her and Tristen along with her children. Sure she had changed but she thought it was for the best. A tear now came down her face and quickly she wiped it away. "I know you understood me," she said while she looked at the picture, "but him? I doubt it. I'm so sorry for that, Tristen." She sighed. "I'm so sorry." She kissed the picture of Tristen and set it beside her bed once more then turned off the light and looked out the window. She wasn't kidding that there is another bella like person in the house but then again that's Edward. A moment of silence came and so she shook her head. "To hell with it." She got up. No way would she just be like the old Bella and heck her husband was probably looking down at her confused. Besides why should she care what Edward think? Gone are the klutzy Bella. Now its the strong Isabella. She has her kids so that's more than anything. Isabella made her way down the stairs to the dining room to start setting it up not wanting to go into the kitchen. For now.
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Post by edward on Jan 7, 2010 17:21:03 GMT -5
Watching as Bella left to retreat upstairs, Edward allowed her what time and space she needed in turn he tended to the food, and turned of the heat, it was all prepared by now, putting the finished potatoe salad in the fridge, he waited for a moment, he could however hear Bella's words, and he silent tears. Perhaps this was wrong, after all this wasn't how it was suppoed to be, h was supposed to stay away and let Bella live out therest of her life. Yet here he was runining it once again. Putting the tea towel down He moved and was about to head up stairs when he stopped, what good was he? all he had ever casued her was danger, sadness, perhps she was betterof without him? Grabbing his jacket he had taken off he replaced it back on him, her children would be back soon. He would prove unwanted in her current world, glancing up the stiars he sighed. "I'm sorry." with that hemoved swiftly to the door and pulled it silently open steppign out into the bitter air he made his way to his volvo and climbed in witin moments he was heading home, and all the way a dull ache pounded where his once beating heart once stood.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 12:19:47 GMT -5
Isabella walked into the kitchen after she had set the plate mats down on the table for her and her kids along with napkins. She walked up to the stove to find the potato salad gone. But that wasn't the only one gone. She looked around for Edward, finding him gone. "Edward?" she turned off the oven and walked around to check for Edward but he was not found. Sighing, she walked back into the kitchen to finish with the cooking.
Through out the dinner, she couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Did he hear her talking to Tristen? If so, that wasn't new. She always talk to him. Just because someone is dead, they're not completely gone. She buried the thoughts and continued on talking and eating with her family. Once after the dinner was done and after cleanup and a nice shower, she climbed into bed but before she was to go to sleep, she took one last look at the picture beside her. Sighing, she turned on the light, picked up the picture and walked over to the left side of the wall. A hook is near the bathroom where once another picture had fallen. She haven't hung up any pictures there yet since it wasn't the right size. So, with a hammer and pliers from the closet, she took out the nail and placed in a new one, one that'd fit. Next, after she placed away the tools, she took the picture and hung it up. 'There ya go, honey, your new home." Isabella smiled not only to put up the picture finally but also, that spot has new use. "And thank God I hung this up. That spot was never filled." She walked back to her bed, climbed in, turned off the light and fell asleep.
Her dreams didn't help her at all. First was a nightmare of Tristen's death which made her toss and turn but it shifted to Edward and herself in the kitchen excelt she had told him that he should find himself another tenage girl to stalk and better yet to pour gasoline over himself and light himself on fire. Then just as she was to say something more, she watched with horror as some volturi guards came busting in from the back door. Isabella tried to fend them off since she also wanted to protect her kids (they were upstairs in this dream) but no prevail. In the end she knelt down before now a dead Edward, his neck twisted and his eyes staring at her. The real Isabella also cried as well, and at the same time, she, like in the dream, called out Edward's name.
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Post by edward on Jan 8, 2010 14:16:09 GMT -5
Later that night against all odds, Edward had decided to return to Bella's house, and like old times sake Edward moved around the side of the building before scaling the side of the house, Edward gracefully perched on the window sill, silently he lifted the window, unlocked as it was. He silently then stepped inside and moved across the floor, glancing around the room various pictures lined them, so abstract, others namely of her family, a man whom Edward presumed was Tristen stood on her bedside table and one hung on the wall near the window. In the large bed before him lay a sleeping Bella, granted she had aged well bust still the woman that lay before him was different from one he had once known.
Pausing, his eyes glanced over to Bella, whom sighed gently in her sleep occasionally tossing and turning, it was then though he noticed small details. Her heart rate suddenly kicked up a beat, her sleep grew restless by the moment before sudden whimpers of names, seeped from her lips, he was surprised to find that the name he heard was his own. Frowning softly he watched as then her body shook and tears appeared, Moving over to wards Bella's side without thinking for a moment, he sat down on the edge of her bed, his cold finger tips brushed her cheek in attempts to sooth her. "Hush, Bella." He murmured, although it was not his Bella, it was close to perhaps given time he would come to like and even love this Bella.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 14:33:57 GMT -5
Isabella turned in her sleep and felt a cold touch to her face. She opened her eyes after hearing someone saying, "hush, Bella," and then looked over at the person who spoke. It turned out it was Edward. "Edward?" she asked first before she turned on the light. She got a good look of him and quite frankly she was surprised he would even be there. But then again that's Edward for you. He'd watch as you slept, though he needed to break out of that. The window was pushed up halfway so of course, he must have had scaled up the side of the house in order to enter. She forgot to lock the window though. But it didn't matter. Isabella sighed and turned to him. "What are you doing here?" Instead of before, now it was of really wondering why he would be there. After all, this wasn't the same Bella. "Other than watching me sleep. Old habits huh?" It was then she reached over and gave him a hug. "Thank you. I had a terrible nightmare just about now and you were in it. You were killed by the volturi in the kitchen. I was saying something something that you would have had found it harsh, then suddenly, two busted in and one of them had twisted your neck. That dream had happened after I had one of those recurring nightmares about Tristen." It was then some more tears bawled up. If only Edward had kept in touch would he had saved him? "I wished you did contact me earlier. I would imagine you would've saved him. Today...today was the day he died. Why did it had to happen to me, Edward? Its not fair. First I lost you and then I lost Tristen. I'm scared I would lose my kids next. Why did it had to happen?"
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Post by edward on Jan 8, 2010 14:59:12 GMT -5
Bella then moved having woken up she flicked on the light switch, and Edward remained where he was, settled neatly on the edge of her bed. Edward? What are you doing here? She questioned clearly shocked, Pressing his lips together he paused and looked down to the bed. "I wished to see you again..Bella, I have spent..many years away from you seeing you again, I'm hooked once more." he admitted lightly, glancing to the side he sighed softly and looked back to her. Other than watching me sleep. Old habits huh? Bella questioned and in turn he gave a half smile. Before he knew it Bella had reached out and gave him a rather tight hug, Returning it, he turned his head and pressed his nose against her hair as he slightly inhaled such scents, closing his eyes, images flashed, the old Bella replaced them, young, shy, delicate and clumsy, all of which he loved, a strong scent filled his nose, Freesia and other floral scents combined he wasn't dreaming, this was Bella. Her hair even retained the scent of strawberries.
Bella had not gone, she had just changed, she still remained yet older more mature then she had once been. Still Edward kept his arms wrapped around her. Thank you. I had a terrible nightmare just about now and you were in it. You were killed. It happened just after I had one of those recurring nightmares about Tristen. Bella continued her tone strained and weak, and in the next moment sobs seemed to explode from Bella, he wrapped his arms tighter around her, he didn't know what else he could say, raising his hand he stroked her hair, although the scene would of looked off in the eyes of another, this was how Edward had pictured it. "Hush Bella, Listen to me, This man you loved I am no doubt sure he loved you too, grieving for his loss is nothing to be ashamed off, I am perhaps sure that he is still with you, as long as you remember him, he will always be with you." He said softly. I wished you did contact me earlier. I would imagine you would've saved him. Today...today was the day he died. Why did it had to happen to me, Edward? Its not fair. First I lost you and then I lost Tristen. I'm scared I would lose my kids next. Why did it had to happen?
Bella continued and Edward nodded "If I had of contacted you earlier it would only complicate matters.. Bella. Life for you, you humans are full of this, you are born, you live and then you die, that is how it should of been for me, I regret being what I am but I do not regret meeting you." he stated, as he pulled back his cold hands cupped her tear streaked cheeks, the faint heat flared under his touch, with his thumb gently he caressed her cheeks and wiped away her teas that fell. "Believe me when I say this Bella..Leaving you all those years ago..was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in all of my existence, I lied to you, in hope that you would move on, if keeping you safe meant hurting myself in the process from hurting you I gladly would do that, and have done that. After all these years Bella..I have never for one moment stopped loving you, or thinking of you, I was tempted countless time..to return to you, but what right did I have, you were happy and you were safe, that is all I have ever and will ever want for you Bella my love, my only. What i see before me is the Bella I once knew only older and more mature then before, there is no old or new Bella there is just Bella, an you are my Bella. Always." He said softly as he then raised his head and pressed his cold cool lips to her forehead slowly.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 15:13:24 GMT -5
Isabella laughed at the comment. "Yeah well that's probably what got you hooked to me before. Hooked on Bella-phonics," she joked. "All I need is to be wrapped in wrapping paper." She paused and then added, "I'm kidding, Edward. But seriously, yeah well I mean hell look at me who wouldn't?" she asked while shrugging her shoulders but that was a joke too. "Sorry I tended to get a bit jokely once in a while. Someone had to. There was so much more sadness in this house and I wanted my kids and myself to be happy but sometimes...it's just hard."
When she had given him a hug, he had smelled her hair but she had not noticed it since she had her eyes closed the whole time. What she felt was his arms wrapped around her too. It didn't feel that bad. Sure he was her boyfriend but in a way he was also her friend. Next, as he stroked her hair, he spoke. He was right, Tristen would always be with her as well as her kids no matter what and it was a good thing that Gillian was like her father, and Nic had a bit of Tristen too. If she was sad she could look at one of them and not be sad anymore. "I know and I'll remember that for as long as I shall live," she commented though it was the truth. "You always seem to make things better for me. I'm glad for that." Somehow she felt a bit better.
Now as he had pulled back, he continued. Yet again his words had struck her. No matter what he would always love her. Which was a good thing considering how much she had changed. He wiped away her tears and while he had done so, she placed her hands tenderly on his wrists. She closed her eyes when he had kissed her forehead and when he was done she hugged him once more. "I would always be your Bella, Edward, even if I had changed, I would never stop loving you back. After all you're still my Edward. Just do me a favor and never leave me again."
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Post by edward on Jan 8, 2010 15:46:37 GMT -5
Yeah well that's probably what got you hooked to me before. Hooked on Bella-phonics, All I need is to be wrapped in wrapping paper. I'm kidding, Edward. But seriously, yeah well I mean hell look at me who wouldn't? Sorry I tended to get a bit jokely once in a while. Someone had to. There was so much more sadness in this house and I wanted my kids and myself to be happy but sometimes...it's just hard. Bella stated and Edward gave a half smile in return, his hand dropped to caress the side of her face gently. Then after having spoken to Bella about her ex-husband, Bella seemed to of cheered up slightly, perhaps not as well as she could of but it was some form of progress. I know and I'll remember that for as long as I shall live, You always seem to make things better for me. I'm glad for that. Bella stated shortly after and he nodded slowly, what more was there to say, he had played his part, he knew it would take Bella some time before she would ever truly gather enough strength to move on, but he made a silent vow to himself then, He would wait, wait for her, for she was worth it.
Shortly after further words of comfort and support were exchanged, and Bella once again hugged him tightly to which he of course returned. I would always be your Bella, Edward, even if I had changed, I would never stop loving you back. After all you're still my Edward. Just do me a favor and never leave me again. She scolded and He chuckled lowly "I shall remain here for as long as you want me to, I promise I shall never, leave you again." He said as he then brushed a kiss to the side of her head. Bella was Bella one way or another, and there was no changing that, he liked her just the way she was, and for who she was.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 16:00:49 GMT -5
Isabella felt his hand carress the side of her face and now she moved one hand towards his own just to clutch onto it and gently kissed the palm of his hand before turning towards him. She felt better already that no matter what, he would still love her despite now she was a tattooed former wild child now mother of three. She needed happiness right? And she was now glad that even Tristen would have wanted her to be happy. "Thanks because if you did I would have found a way to get to you in my truck and I'm sure you don't want that knowing how much you hate the poor thing. But mark my words that will happen and you don't want that." She shook her head. "Uh uh you don't." A moment of silence passed and during that time, she took the time to look into his eyes. "Edward," she now said, her voice serious and hoping he'd say yes, at least, "would you lay down with me and hold me?"
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Post by edward on Jan 8, 2010 16:36:10 GMT -5
Thanks because if you did I would have found a way to get to you in my truck and I'm sure you don't want that knowing how much you hate the poor thing. But mark my words that will happen and you don't want that. Bella stated in her best attempts to steer the conversation elsewhere, none the less Edward would let it go, the last thing he wished Bella to re-live was the time she spent with her husband, or even his death. Uh uh you don't. She continued and Edward chuckled lowly. "Bella will you stop fussing, or trying to make threats, you still rather useless at doing so." he stated with a small impish smile. With that however he looked to Bella and met her gaze steadily, and then she spoke her voice low and pleading slightly. Edward, she begun would you lay down with me and hold me? It was a question Edward most certainly had not expected, but he was more then willing too. "Of course." he murmured, pressing his hand to her cheek with that he shifted and lay down on the covers beside her.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 16:44:48 GMT -5
Isabella rolled her eyes. "Oh shush, Edward. I meant every word," she complied though she knows she's not winning it since he knows her very well. The moment he said yes, she smiled back and laid down along with him. Then she took his arm and wrapped it around her waist while her hand still laid on top of his and clutched onto it. She looked over her shoulder at him to flash another smile and then turned her head again to reach over and turn off the light, then laid back down and snuggled against him. Should she say it? Would he want to hear it? Heck why not. "I love you, Edward," but while she said it she had her eyes closed. Now that was a surprise even for the new Bella but the way she said it wasn't like the desparate and delicate Bella, just a mature and older Isabella who still had some love for her ex. After all they had worked it out. She lifted his hand once more to kiss his hand and then set it back against her waist with her fingers now entwined with his.
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Post by edward on Jan 8, 2010 16:57:44 GMT -5
Oh shush, Edward. I meant every word, Bella commented although Edward wasn't buying it for a moment, and Bella knew just as much. Laying down with her, his arms by Bella were guided to wrap around her waist, yet he felt the soft heat from Bella's hand touch his own. Soon there was a soft silence, in which neither one spoke until Bella however gathered what courage she had and said three words he did not expect to hear so soon, as much as a surprise as it was Edward accepted it, he doubted that Bella had truly moved on however yet it once again was a step in the right direction in attempts to fix their once broken relationship. I love you, Edward, she had whispered and his lips pulled softly into a crooked smile. He felt no need to hold his reply back. "and I love you Isabella." He whispered softly to her ear as he danced yet another small kiss to her head. His fingers in turn twined within Bella's own.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 8, 2010 17:29:07 GMT -5
A smile came across Isabella's face as he had said the three words as well though with her full name. Isabella. He has never said her full name like that before but it felt good. Sure she wouldn't mind if he, the other Cullens, or even her dad and mother calls her that but usually other people would call her by her full name instead. Isabella looked over her shoulder at Edward then shifted her body until the two were facing each other. She took her hand and gently pushed back his hair as well following by running her hand down to his shoulder where it remained. She kept the smile on her face and leaned in to kiss him once more on his lips. Heck she can't help it. After all he has nice kissable lips. While she continued kissing his lips, she moved her hand back up to his neck but the back of his head.
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Post by edward on Jan 9, 2010 6:24:02 GMT -5
Lifting his arms slightly as Bella then rolled over within his arms, he looked to her in the darkness yet he coudl see perfectly well every single detail. Smiling softly he welcomed the gentle caress as Bella brushed back the hair that softly lined his forehead. Before she then leaned forward once again and pressed her lips to his own, the sensation was gentle, different from the last kiss they had shared, yet Edward wasn't complaining, did this perhaps mean that there was a possible sign of a relationship on the horizon?. None the less returning the kiss, Edward lifted his hand to cup the side of her face, as Bella's hands in turn held his lips closer. With a gentle sigh, in possible pleasure and contentness, Edward pressed his lips slightly harder against Bella's own, pausing between each small brief kiss. Yes, he was distracting her from sleeping, but he could not help it Bella always from the very start had him hooked.
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Post by isabella marie easton on Jan 9, 2010 14:16:29 GMT -5
Isabella returned the few kisses that he had given her, pausing as well when he paused and then gave him one more kiss before she now rested her head onto his shoulder. She kept her eyes closed and now wrapped her two arms around him fully, not really wanting him out of her sight. Nope. Sure she didn't need to depend on men anymore, still, she was glad he was in her life. At least she knows who to turn to for comfort. She opened her eyes and thought about the window. Darn it she needs to lock it. "I'll be right back," she said to him before she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek, pulled out of his arms and got up. She's wearing a silk black nightgown with her hair left down. Tristen had given her it for her 30th birthday present and she's been wearing it ever since. It has lace at the collar and spagheti straps while the gown is down to her knees. Its quite comfortable too. She walked over to the window and closed it then locked it. If Edward was to head back out he could easily do so. But she did that because well the burglary at the bank. Who knows if one would head to there? Then she made her way back to the bed and climbed in. But then she forgot something. So she turned on the light, grabbed her planner, opened it and quickly jot down about the alarm system now she thought about it since earlier Nic brought it up during dinner. After she wrote it down she placed the planner back on the table and turned off the light. Lastly, she looked at the clock. It reads 4:30. Oh well she's used to being up this late. She turned to Edward and smiled then climbed back into his arms once more. "I forgot to tell you....the potato salad that you helped with? The kids loved it. Nicolas asked me if I did it and I said no but I grinned and said I had some help. I'm sure he would ask me who but I also added that I think I should do it that way. I want to know, where did you learn how to do that? Somehow I always seem to just do the old boring way."
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