well i knew it had to happen sooner or later... WRITERS BLOCK! i have no idea where the story should go form here.. so if anyone has any suggestions, let me know! pretty slow chapter.. but if i get good suggests it'll get better!!! love you all! COMMENT!
CHAPTER NINE- We're Perfect
It seems like the perfect relationship, doesn’t it? Two vampires, trying to be good, who have never needed anyone until they met each other. It sounds perfect even to me. But I knew that nothing could happen, mainly because eight vampires have never lived together in such a small town. Maybe, just maybe seven would be able to avoid a visit from the Volturi but eight was simply too many. So after school that day, we went to the Hale’s house, and met Esme. She was lovely, like the mother I once had. We talked about what to do, whether we should go to Italy instead of waiting for them to come here, or simply just leave Forks all together. And I thought that was our best option. But as we discussed this topic, day after day for two weeks straight, I knew it would never happen. We were in too deep. And I don’t just mean me with Edward. I mean everyone. Of course Emmett and Rosalie were head over heels in love and weren’t shy about it, and Jasper and Alice had the strangest, but deepest connection. They knew each other so well and they had only known each other a few weeks. Even Carlisle and Esme seemed to be getting close. And I loved Edward… and from what Jasper and Emmett told me, he loved me too, but we weren’t… like that. Like I said to Emmett, we were allies, nothing more. We had each others backs. And I had to keep control of my thoughts around Edward. There was a bit of flirting, and a few hugs here and there, but I wanted more and I know he did too. I didn’t want to… lead him on or anything. And my big brother confronted me about it (in secret talk anyway).
Sis, what’s with you and Edward.
What do you mean… we’re friends.
Don’t you want more?
Emmett, I love you but I don’t want to have this conversation with you.
No, honestly, you love each other, so cut the crap and start showing it.
Emmett… I… don’t know how..
Stephie, stop it! Just tell him. And after that conversation, I couldn’t stop thinking about what to do. So I waited till he proved he loved me. And that day arrived. We were all at the Hale’s house and I needed to go upstairs to get better reception on my phone. As I was walking up, I tripped over my own feet and fell over the banister. I expected to feel the hard ground break a few bones but instead I felt strong steady arms holding me. I opened my eyes and saw Edward’s eyes staring into mine.
“Steph, are you okay?”, he asked.
“You.. you saved me”, I stuttered.
“Of course, I’m just glad this time I made it in time”, he replied.
“What do you mean, this time?”, I asked.
“You don’t remember?”, he asked in a confused voice. I gave him a look that matched his tone of voice.
“In 1917, you were engaged to marry my brother, Patrick, when my mother died, falling down the stairs… all I remember was seeing you land on the ground, but by the time I realized what had happened and rushed out, you were already gone”.
“Oh my god, Edward, your… Edward Novala!” I shrieked. I was in shock. I knew that face was familiar. And I felt so bad that I had forgotten what he had looked like. He was my teenage crush and I had just forgotten him.
“Now do you remember?”, he asked. I nodded slowly.
“I recognized your face when I first saw you but I had no idea that it was… you!” I shrieked again.
“I recognized you too. And just then, catching you brought it all back”, he replied. I realized I was still in his arms.
“Sorry, I should go”, I said, trying to get out of his grip. I eventually did and walked towards the front door.
“But I loved you from the first time I saw you and my ungrateful brother didn’t deserve you”, he called, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
“You loved me?”, I asked. He chuckled.
“Of course, silly girl. I still love you”, he blurted.
“You what?”, I asked. He realized what he said and for a second I thought he’d take it back but instead he looked deeply into my eyes and said three special words.
“I love you”. And I did the most impulsive thing I’ve ever done.
I kissed him.
CHAPTER NINE- We're Perfect
It seems like the perfect relationship, doesn’t it? Two vampires, trying to be good, who have never needed anyone until they met each other. It sounds perfect even to me. But I knew that nothing could happen, mainly because eight vampires have never lived together in such a small town. Maybe, just maybe seven would be able to avoid a visit from the Volturi but eight was simply too many. So after school that day, we went to the Hale’s house, and met Esme. She was lovely, like the mother I once had. We talked about what to do, whether we should go to Italy instead of waiting for them to come here, or simply just leave Forks all together. And I thought that was our best option. But as we discussed this topic, day after day for two weeks straight, I knew it would never happen. We were in too deep. And I don’t just mean me with Edward. I mean everyone. Of course Emmett and Rosalie were head over heels in love and weren’t shy about it, and Jasper and Alice had the strangest, but deepest connection. They knew each other so well and they had only known each other a few weeks. Even Carlisle and Esme seemed to be getting close. And I loved Edward… and from what Jasper and Emmett told me, he loved me too, but we weren’t… like that. Like I said to Emmett, we were allies, nothing more. We had each others backs. And I had to keep control of my thoughts around Edward. There was a bit of flirting, and a few hugs here and there, but I wanted more and I know he did too. I didn’t want to… lead him on or anything. And my big brother confronted me about it (in secret talk anyway).
Sis, what’s with you and Edward.
What do you mean… we’re friends.
Don’t you want more?
Emmett, I love you but I don’t want to have this conversation with you.
No, honestly, you love each other, so cut the crap and start showing it.
Emmett… I… don’t know how..
Stephie, stop it! Just tell him. And after that conversation, I couldn’t stop thinking about what to do. So I waited till he proved he loved me. And that day arrived. We were all at the Hale’s house and I needed to go upstairs to get better reception on my phone. As I was walking up, I tripped over my own feet and fell over the banister. I expected to feel the hard ground break a few bones but instead I felt strong steady arms holding me. I opened my eyes and saw Edward’s eyes staring into mine.
“Steph, are you okay?”, he asked.
“You.. you saved me”, I stuttered.
“Of course, I’m just glad this time I made it in time”, he replied.
“What do you mean, this time?”, I asked.
“You don’t remember?”, he asked in a confused voice. I gave him a look that matched his tone of voice.
“In 1917, you were engaged to marry my brother, Patrick, when my mother died, falling down the stairs… all I remember was seeing you land on the ground, but by the time I realized what had happened and rushed out, you were already gone”.
“Oh my god, Edward, your… Edward Novala!” I shrieked. I was in shock. I knew that face was familiar. And I felt so bad that I had forgotten what he had looked like. He was my teenage crush and I had just forgotten him.
“Now do you remember?”, he asked. I nodded slowly.
“I recognized your face when I first saw you but I had no idea that it was… you!” I shrieked again.
“I recognized you too. And just then, catching you brought it all back”, he replied. I realized I was still in his arms.
“Sorry, I should go”, I said, trying to get out of his grip. I eventually did and walked towards the front door.
“But I loved you from the first time I saw you and my ungrateful brother didn’t deserve you”, he called, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
“You loved me?”, I asked. He chuckled.
“Of course, silly girl. I still love you”, he blurted.
“You what?”, I asked. He realized what he said and for a second I thought he’d take it back but instead he looked deeply into my eyes and said three special words.
“I love you”. And I did the most impulsive thing I’ve ever done.
I kissed him.
9.: Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the 's'. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the 'q' is silent.
8.: Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7.: Inquire as to what he actually does during his night shift at the hospital, with all those pretty nurses in ER.
6.: Instead of telling him to "get lost" in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5.: When he annoys you, respond with "times have changed, old man".
4.: Ask him what type of superhuman power compassion is - what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3.: Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isn't expecting it and spray him with holy water.
2.: Call him Doctor McSteamy or McDreamy.
and finally......
1.: Run around the Emergency Room screaming "I've been bitten! I've been bitten!".
