I rolled over and gabbed Edward's cell phone off the table. I needed to call Charlie before he started a procurar party.
I touched the screen and it lit up. He had a text message from Alice.
-Edward! We won't be início untill midnight tonight. Keep her safe. You don't want to lose your soulmate. ;) I amor you!
I felt my brows furrow and I dialed Charlie's number.
"Hey. Dad." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.
"Hey, Bells. Everything okay?" I could hear his cruzador running in the background.
"Yea, Dad. Everything's great. I'm at Alice's. You might want to call Sue and tell her to bring you something for dinner."
He wasn't a great cook. He was right behind my mother who was very creative in the kitchen. Sometimes too creative.
"Okay. Thank's for calling." He shut his car door.
"Your Welcome. Bye, Dad."
I pressed end and turned over to Edward.
"Alice sent you a text message." I told him.
His eyes opened slowly and he tooked down at me.
"I read it." I admitted. "I hope you don't mind. I figured since it was from Alice it might be something important and-" He cut me off with a deep kiss.
"It's okay." He smiled slightly. "What did she say?"
"They won't be início untill midnight."
And that's all it took for him to replay what we had just finished.
I laughed when we were finally done. "You didn't let me finish." I told him as I layed my head on his chest.
I felt him chuckle silently underneath me. "I'm sorry. Go ahead."
"She said....she said 'Keep her safe.' And 'You don't want to lose your soulmate.'"
I looked at him and he was peaking down at me through his lashes. "Do you believe in soulmates?" He asked.
"I didn't untill today." I told him.
"Well, since we are soulmates, it's only fair that I tell you about myself." He sat up again his headboard and pulled me up with him.
"I was born in 1901. My parents died when I was 17. That's when I met you for the first time."
I shook my head. "I was born in 1993. I just turned 18 a week ago."
"but you were also born in 1901 and your name was Marie. Your middle name now." I stared at him in disbeliefe. "We had been married for five months. But you were killed. You were running away from these serial killer's that at rode into town. You ran away from one and right into the other." He sighed and closed his eyes.
"Carlisle adopted me, giving me a place to stay." His eyes were still closed as he finished. "I can describe every bit of you with my eyes closed." He opened them only to smile at me then closed them again.
"Your brown eyes. The left one has a black speck on the bottom, very close to your iris. Your right eyebrow is slightly arched higher then your left. But no one else notices, so you don't point it out. Your topo, início lip is slightly thinner than you bottom lip. You think it makes them look off balanced. Your hair turns red in the sun. But not here, because there is no sun.
"You are very quiet when you are somewhere new. Your favorito book has always been Wuthering Hights. Your mother gave you the book as a gift. You don't like wearing fancy clothes. You used to steal your brother's pants and wear them under your dress." He chuckled.
"Woah, woah." I interrupted. "Brother?"
"His name was Ephraim. You two were best friends. You had different fathers. Your's died in the war. Your mother got remarried."
"What did he look like?" For some strange reason, I was believing everyword.
"He was dark skined. Very tan. His hair was long and dark. You know him. You know him now."
He looked down at me.
"Haven't you always said Jacob feel's like a brother to you?" He asked me.
It took me a segundo to relize what he was saying. "Jacob was my brother?!"
"Yes." He smiled.
"So we were like, reincarnated?" I asked as I played with the ring on his left ring finger.
"You could say that. But you don't remember your past lives, because there is nothing to remember. Jacob has a soul mate too. That's why he is back. I just don't know where or what generation."
"Did you come...back?"
"No. Carlisle brought me back to his home. He had a sirenge, a large one. He said it would hurt of a couple of days. I told him what ever it took."
"So, what happened?" I felt like a small child askin perguntas at a cama time story.
"I felt like I had been set on fire. But I knew you would be at the end of the burning, so I went through it willingly."
"What are you?" I asked. I didn't care what he was, he was mine. Really, mine.
"I am immortal."
He chuckled. "Like vampires. But I'm not a vampire. Just immortal."
"How did you find me?" I asked.
"I can read minds. But not your's. Alice can see the future. But when someone changes their mind, the future changes. She saw you. I saw you in her mind. I couldn't believe you were back. We packed up and left Alaska, so I could come and be with out again."
I nodded still turning his ring in circles.
"That's my wedding band you had given to me. I still wear it. Everyday."
I gazed up at him and his eyes were tender. "When I found you, I took your ring. I knew i would see you again, and that I would be able to give your ring to you again." He smiled at me. "Would you like to see it?"
I nodded slowly and he turned to his side table. He pulled out a red velvet ring box. He handed it to me but I couldn't get my hands to lift the lid.
"Shall I do it?" He asked placing his fingers on the lid. I nodded again and he opened the box in my hand.
I gasped at I stared down at the ring. I was a band of blue and white dimonds. Victorian.
"If you still don't believe me, I have a photograph." He got up out of cama and slipped on a pair of pants. He went into his closet and took the ring out of the box. I slowly placed it on my own ring finger not surprised that it fit perfectly.
"I had the ring made for you. So it would fit." He told me. My head snapped up to him. He held a large frame in his hands. "We had this painted the night before our wedding."
He turned it around and it took my breath away. We were both there. My hair was piled ontop of my head, a few of my baby curls hung por my face. You could see my cut off pants under my saia since I was sitting. He was in trousers and a white button up shirt. Looking not a dia older than he is today.
"I believe you." I nodded.
"Good." He smiled and laid seguinte to me again. He slid the ring off my finger and smied slightly when he saw the pained expression on my face.
"Not now. What would your father think." He asked and snapped the ring box shut.
I sighed defeated. He chuckled and crushed my lips with his.