Who was that? That name...The taboo of my life. "Bella, is that really you?", the boy said. It seems to be so close but my mind was so far. I felt like I was eight years old again. I felt a soft caress on my shoulder. It was so soft maybe I imagined it but my body reacted on instinct and flinched away from it. Though my mind seems to disagree with my body. Then did I turn and come face to face with those piercing green orbs that haunt my dreams, ensare my senses and send tingles through my body.
Edward... There it was, the shock of the moment made me gasp. In less than a milli segundo I was enveloped por his strong arms. "Oh Bella, Bella, I missed you so much. Where have you been?", he crooned repeatedly. por then tears were streaming down my cheeks. All the emotion I locked away all those years atrás came crashing down. The relief, the hurt, the amor and the despair. But through all that one emotion was stronger than the other. Anger.
I ripped myself away from his arm. The shock and hurt of losing the contact clearly evident on his face. "Bella, I...", he began but I silenced him with my hand. "If you are going to utter the word sorry seguinte you are in grave trouble, Edward", my voice barely a whisper but all the mais scary. He seemed utterly surprised, hurt and another emotion I couldn't quite place.
"But Bella I...", he began again. "No, Edward. Do you have any idea what I have been through. You said you would always be there for me but you weren't. When I got me first period you were not there. I was so scared. When Madam gave me away to some... to some," I couldn't go on. All the things that happened he wasn't there for me and now he acts like he missed me. My mind screamed that my actions were wrong but I have come a long way without him and now having changes everything that I thought I would be and have been.
I could see he was clearly surprised and his hands twitched at his sides, a nervous habit he has when he wants to touch something. Well in this case, me. I found my arms opening upto him, inviting him and breaking down inside. Even through my anger I couldn't urso to see him sad. The hurt I felt was reflected in his eyes.
And he openly accepted my embrace. He was clearly a foot or mais taller than me. His large hands cocooned me. The feeling of protection, amor and belonging was humming in the air. I broke out of the embrace to look at him. I still saw the boy I fell in amor with. What? No!! I loved as a brother back then. But now his sheek bones were mais defined. His mop was penny coloured hair standing out against the pale complexion. Always the most striking part of Edward. His lips... No! I am not going there. In the back of mind I knew he was handsome and he would never be mine.
The very thought broke my reverie. I shook his hands away. "Bella what's wrong sweetheart?" Sweetheart? Oh fate was really testing me. Only if that were true Edward.
"Nothing Edward. Just go. I have a lot to unpack." He looked around the room. He knew it was a lie. I had hardly anything to my name. There certainly wasn't a closet full of clothes to put away.
"Bella I don't understand why you are atuação this way," he said in a whisper. "We have met after so long and now this. I don't know what I did wrong"
"Just go Edward. Please. I am very tired," both physically and emotionally I added in my head. Then I turned away from his glorius face. My head punding. I didn't want to look away but I knew I have to. If I let him in, he will leave me. But maybe this time it would be different. Sometimes the coração really does thing for reasons which reasons cannot understand.
The minuto he left I felt the emptiness, the lack of warmth and the feeling of belonging. I broke down crying. I was sure he could hear my loud sobs but I didn't care.
The door opened again. "Edward I thought I told you to go," i sighed.
"I am not Edward," it was Alice who said that. The anterior friendliness all drained away. When I looked the pure look of hatred shook me. She seemed to have gained height and that scared me.
"You won't listen to Edward but you will listen to me Isabella. You don't know half the things he has been through. You have no idea how he has been. He says you are his best friend, well I don't think you deserve him. You are probably the worst friend anyone could ever have," she shouted in my face and with a loud bang, the door must be, there was silence.
Cruel, loud and impregnable silence. Another bout of tears broke through shaking my entire body until I felt the very familiar darkness envelope. Before I fully blacked out the creak of the door brought a voice, my Edward, "Bella, please...," suddenly stopped then a little louder "Bella! Are you okay? Come on Bella. I can't lose you again. Please. Alice! Alice! Get here! What did you do?" With that I fell into the abyss of darkness.
Edward... There it was, the shock of the moment made me gasp. In less than a milli segundo I was enveloped por his strong arms. "Oh Bella, Bella, I missed you so much. Where have you been?", he crooned repeatedly. por then tears were streaming down my cheeks. All the emotion I locked away all those years atrás came crashing down. The relief, the hurt, the amor and the despair. But through all that one emotion was stronger than the other. Anger.
I ripped myself away from his arm. The shock and hurt of losing the contact clearly evident on his face. "Bella, I...", he began but I silenced him with my hand. "If you are going to utter the word sorry seguinte you are in grave trouble, Edward", my voice barely a whisper but all the mais scary. He seemed utterly surprised, hurt and another emotion I couldn't quite place.
"But Bella I...", he began again. "No, Edward. Do you have any idea what I have been through. You said you would always be there for me but you weren't. When I got me first period you were not there. I was so scared. When Madam gave me away to some... to some," I couldn't go on. All the things that happened he wasn't there for me and now he acts like he missed me. My mind screamed that my actions were wrong but I have come a long way without him and now having changes everything that I thought I would be and have been.
I could see he was clearly surprised and his hands twitched at his sides, a nervous habit he has when he wants to touch something. Well in this case, me. I found my arms opening upto him, inviting him and breaking down inside. Even through my anger I couldn't urso to see him sad. The hurt I felt was reflected in his eyes.
And he openly accepted my embrace. He was clearly a foot or mais taller than me. His large hands cocooned me. The feeling of protection, amor and belonging was humming in the air. I broke out of the embrace to look at him. I still saw the boy I fell in amor with. What? No!! I loved as a brother back then. But now his sheek bones were mais defined. His mop was penny coloured hair standing out against the pale complexion. Always the most striking part of Edward. His lips... No! I am not going there. In the back of mind I knew he was handsome and he would never be mine.
The very thought broke my reverie. I shook his hands away. "Bella what's wrong sweetheart?" Sweetheart? Oh fate was really testing me. Only if that were true Edward.
"Nothing Edward. Just go. I have a lot to unpack." He looked around the room. He knew it was a lie. I had hardly anything to my name. There certainly wasn't a closet full of clothes to put away.
"Bella I don't understand why you are atuação this way," he said in a whisper. "We have met after so long and now this. I don't know what I did wrong"
"Just go Edward. Please. I am very tired," both physically and emotionally I added in my head. Then I turned away from his glorius face. My head punding. I didn't want to look away but I knew I have to. If I let him in, he will leave me. But maybe this time it would be different. Sometimes the coração really does thing for reasons which reasons cannot understand.
The minuto he left I felt the emptiness, the lack of warmth and the feeling of belonging. I broke down crying. I was sure he could hear my loud sobs but I didn't care.
The door opened again. "Edward I thought I told you to go," i sighed.
"I am not Edward," it was Alice who said that. The anterior friendliness all drained away. When I looked the pure look of hatred shook me. She seemed to have gained height and that scared me.
"You won't listen to Edward but you will listen to me Isabella. You don't know half the things he has been through. You have no idea how he has been. He says you are his best friend, well I don't think you deserve him. You are probably the worst friend anyone could ever have," she shouted in my face and with a loud bang, the door must be, there was silence.
Cruel, loud and impregnable silence. Another bout of tears broke through shaking my entire body until I felt the very familiar darkness envelope. Before I fully blacked out the creak of the door brought a voice, my Edward, "Bella, please...," suddenly stopped then a little louder "Bella! Are you okay? Come on Bella. I can't lose you again. Please. Alice! Alice! Get here! What did you do?" With that I fell into the abyss of darkness.
Stewart had some apprehensions about shooting that scene. She didn't want the scenario of two teens, one being a vampire who happens to be many years older than his facade of 17, deciding to marry one another to look silly or unbelievable.
"Well, to decide you're gonna marry someone at 18 is a pretty hefty decision," she told mtv News from the red carpet of the premiere of her new movie, "The Yellow Handkerchief." "And I didn't want to look stupid. I didn't want it to look like kids getting married. You know what I mean?"
Stewart said she had to find an emotional o espaço that allowed her to make a teenage engagement seem plausible. "I wanted to be, like, 'Oh! Wow! I would say yes too!' You know what I mean? So I don't know how you do that. You try to do it for real, and it felt good. I hope it turned out alright."
"Well, to decide you're gonna marry someone at 18 is a pretty hefty decision," she told mtv News from the red carpet of the premiere of her new movie, "The Yellow Handkerchief." "And I didn't want to look stupid. I didn't want it to look like kids getting married. You know what I mean?"
Stewart said she had to find an emotional o espaço that allowed her to make a teenage engagement seem plausible. "I wanted to be, like, 'Oh! Wow! I would say yes too!' You know what I mean? So I don't know how you do that. You try to do it for real, and it felt good. I hope it turned out alright."
9. “I’m so full I’m about to puke, but I think I can force it down. I won’t enjoy it at all though.” (Page 239)
8. “I’m useless these days, no wonder Billy’s always gone. I’m so boring.” (Page 326)
7. “I run at a toasty one-oh-eight point nine these days. I’ll have you sweating in no time.” (Page 490)
6. “Of course, you’d warm up faster if you took your clothes off.” (Page 491)
5. “Does my being half-naked bother you?” (Page 216)
4. “Go fetch a o espaço heater. I’m not a St. Bernard!” (Page 289)
3. “It’s enough of a pain to carry the shorts around with me, let alone a complete outfit. What do I look like, a pack mule?” (Page 216)
2. “Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV.” (Page 119)
1. “Next time you want to hit me, use a baseball bat or a crowbar, okay?” (Page 335)