Edward's POV.

Post New Moon. Edward finally caves in to check up on Bella in forks after 3 years of being separated, only the find something opposite. [I haven't written in a while, so I apologise in advance]

Name: New Beginnings.
Author: KatiiCullen93
Rating: PG-13
Themes: Love, marriage, pregnancy, vampire,
Couplings: Jacob/Bella, Edward/Bella



Edwards POV

Three years almost seems like three days in this small town. Driving in, I instantly came to the realization that everything was the same as the time as I left. I'm not sure exactly what I expected but Forks was the same.

The sky was clouded overcast, as per usual, the sun shadowed. Driving through the main rua and water droplet splashed onto my window shield. Typical dia of forks, nuvem and the ever present occurrence of the gloomy rain.

I cannot shake the thought that although I assumed that Bella would still be living here, that I under-estimated her dreams for collage, for I know she could far far away from this small town, just like she ached for.

The roads were deserted, strange for the ordinary Friday evening. As I recall, I could normally yet unfortunately spot Jessica Stanley and her pack of possies roaming the out dated clothing stores.

The only means of modern trends was traveling to Port Angeles, a town an hora or so north.
But I flick away from the thoughts of that place, I prefer to forget, to the furthest of my abilities. A con of being a vampire with the exception of mind-reading is always knowing the truth, and never being able to run from them.

This is why the past three years have been a mas of miserable concession after next, because I could not simply shake the thought of Bella and her existence.

Ah Bella, Beautiful Bella. My love.

Following the road towards the rua of Bella's fathers home.
Parking a few houses down to maintain a low profile, if that were humanly possible in this high whatever maintance car.

For Almost a dividido, dividir segundo I believed that my coração started drumming, thumbing in the depths of my ears.
But this coração is a cold as ice and Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante as stone. The pit in my stomach exploded and gulped the remaining fear wallowing in my throat.

What I am getting so worked up for, she may not be here anymore. She may of moved on, just like I asked her to.
But she may also be home, still trapped in Forks, still with Charlie.
What if then? What would I say? That is if I make my way fully up to the door, as the coward I know I am.

Her house hasn't changed one bit, not even a fade in the paint or blade of grass. It was like I had walked straight into a time zone. The town, now Bella's home.
All of this is proving that everything wasn't a dream ( If I could Sleep).
I picture beijar her on the night of her disastrous birthday. beijar her plumb of soft lips, tasting her mouth.
I remember arguing with her on the night of James following us, stopping for the sake of charlie, gathering clothes and whatever else.

I cannot stop all the corresponding imagens flashing in my mind. The finally they came to end with the final words echoing of;
"You don't want me?"
"No,"


Knocking twice on the cisne door, I never felt so afraid.
The blood running to legs, making me all dizzy in my head.
I never thought I would see her again. And I here, right now. About to see her.
No one answered.
My eyes dropped to the floor in disappointment. But did I expect? To see her, and have her be swept of her feet, confess her amor to me once again.
Me hold close to me, afraid to let her go. And i promise to never left her side until she says otherwise.

I gathered myself up again. Accepting disappoint.

I looked up to check my mirrors, assuming a dead and lonely street, but really saw a familiar red Chevy old truck tugging towards the cisne residence. The tray back with filled with two motorbikes. I frowned.

It's Bella. She's really here. She's still here.
I can finally see her.

The truck's engine was killed, which was followed por a large puff of smoke being choked out the exhaust.

A Large man jumped out. His back bare and cut off denims. His hair long and a bizarre tattoo on his shoulder.