SundaysTheory
The Phrase that Pays
(Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry for the uber lateness and for any inconvenience. I was gone and had no internet access, bummer right? But I'm back now and I promise I won't take this long again to post. )
As the lunar light shone above them and the fire crackled blue behind them, she sat peacefully with her love on the shore. She was more than happy to get away from the awkward stares and uncomfortable atmosphere that hung around when Edward was near other humans. True, people ignored him when they spoke to Bella, but constant glances were starting to get a bit annoying. So what if her friends thought it was just it was some silly high school infatuation. Little did they know... and little she cared what others thought of them together.
Her feet kicked lazily absentmindedly as the small waves crashed. Bella held one hand firmly in his rock hard grip and the other ran up and down his pale forearm. His skin was soft, ironic compared to how indestructible he really was. She rested her head on his chest, secretly taking in heavenly aroma, and let the gentle sound of his breathing soothe her. It was almost unfair that someone could be so perfect without hardly trying. Everything seemed so easy and smooth with him, whereas with Bella she was one that could walk on a flat surface and still find a way to end up in the emergency room. In the back of her mind was always the thought that maybe he would leave her for someone better, not that he didn't deserve better. Yet she knew they were two completely different beings... But then again, maybe that's what had brought them together.
The past months had been the best in her life, ones that she would never forget even though most of them were a blur. Time seemed to pass ridiculously quick when she was around him, hours seemed like only minutes, and months seemed like only days. She hated the thought of not spending an eternity with him, but of course for her own well being or at least what Edward thought, she was unfairly still human and still aging. Bella couldn't see the point in his argument, not that she would bring the subject up on such a perfect night, but if he really wished for her well being, he would change her.
Bella listened to his satin voice as he spoke to her, another uncanny trait of his. 'No other place...' he told her. She couldn't help but to smile and look up into his beautiful tawny eyes. It was almost like an unseen force pulled her even closer towards him... a hand reached up and ran through his gorgeous mess of hair... Bella had no idea where this confidence had come from yet knew she was crossing some of Edward's boundaries. It was his fault he was so seductive.