Bella & Edward

Bella POV

"You know, to celebrate?" He quickly added, running his hand through his hair.

"Oh. Of course." I could feel my face falling so I pasted on a smile.

"Great." He smiled. "Let me go call someone to take Lilly." He put his hand on the small of my back and lead me to the couch. "Please, make your self at home."

He dissapeared down the hallway as i sat down.

"Miss Bella!" Lilly smiled up at me. "Will tu color with me? I'm colorning Snow White. She's my favorito! princess."

I smiled and sat down crosslegged beside her. "Snow White just so happens to be my favorito! princess too." I blew a few...

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I finally got back to forks, I stood outside Charlie’s house for a while just staring at it. Deciding I was going to killed whether I went back to the others o not I returned home. The run inicial was short unfortunately. I stood on the edge of the woods. They’d rebuilt the side of the house that’d collapsed and replaced the windows that had been crushed. How long have I been gone for? I guessed a día o something like that o maybe even two days. I walked towards the house bravely, I expected they’d found Alice in ashes and Jasper probably went to the Volturi to have...

Chapter 1
Cuddled up in my cama I remember the better days when Edward and I could tell each other everything. But how could I tell him something that could evidently ruin our friendship? I can’t oso, oso de not to have him in my life, no matter how small o large a part he plays in it I shall keep the secret from him. Jacob knows something is wrong but what does he expect he knows I am in amor with Edward but won’t let me go. All I am to him is a puñetazo, ponche bag! I and everyone else in Forks knows how he sleeps around and also wonder why I take him back, but how can I not as hard as it is to admit I...

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Seeing them together brought back memories I didn’t want to think about. I blinked as thoughts of my sweet Didyme rushed back into my mind. Edward, with one arm still curled protectively around the human girl, flashed his eyes over to my face. His expression,formerly cold, softened for a división, split second, and then flitted back to Aro’s questioning face. Feelings that I’d blocked for centuries crowded my already overworked brain.

“Marcus,” she whispered softly, “you don’t have to leave.” My expression hardened.

“No” I growled “I...