The week passed uneventfully...that is if you class being gazed at by Edward Cullen and being his boyfriend uneventful. It was Friday, and shrugging on my clothes and stretching the skin on my face with my hands due to fatigue, I jogged downstairs to find Charlie was there.

"Dad," I confirmed, slightly shocked to find him sat down reading a newspaper.

"Morning, son."

"What are you doing here?" I asked, walking over to the fridge to get some milk and pulling the Coco-Pops of the top of the fridge.

"The whole thing which killed Waylon has apparently moved into Mason County, so the sheriff there is taking the reins."

"Oh, alright," I muttered as I shoved a spoonful of Coco-Pops into my mouth.

Charlie sighed like he was going to say something, and then took an intake of breath. Being a chief and all, you'd think he'd be scared of nothing, "You and that Cullen boy are awfully close, aren't you?" He glanced up from his paper and gave me an encouraging shimmer with his eyes, trying to get something out of it.

"There's nothing awful about it," I snapped.

He held his hands up in defence, "I didn't mean it like that, Esto. I just want to know what's going on."

I smirked, "Dad, are we gonna talk boys?"

Charlie stared at me, and then laughed. "I know. I just feel like I'm leaving you alone too much, lately."

"I don't mind being alone," I nodded. "But I guess I get that off my dad."

Charlie grinned and got up to give me a hug. The embrace was short lived yet nice. I felt safe in Charlie's arms.

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I got into my truck and revved the engine, earning an angry snarl off the machinery. Sighing, I pulled it into second and headed to my institution from hell.

When I was driving down a lane, I noticed there was a house, just like any other, which was selling bikes. I chuckled softly at the fact people around here would need motorbikes. I also thought about Saturday, or tomorrow and the fact Edward would be taking me somewhere. Is this a date? Or is this just a trip? Technically I've already been on a date, haven't I? I mean, me and Edward have been out and about many a time. But now that we're a couple, is it something different? Will Edward treat me like a gentleman?

The sky was a blue overcast. The trees swayed in the chilly northern breeze. Parking up in the lot, and the first thing I noticed was Edward's car wasn't around. Damn it. Where is he? Also, Rosalie's car wasn't there either. I guess the Cullen's aren't in. I know they're vampires, and that still gives me chills every time I think about it, but what could they be up to?

The school day passed like a blur. I just nodded and smiled when asked questions. There was an obstacle which would be obstructed soon...lunch. Where would I sit? I couldn't be dubbed a 'user', i.e. someone who uses another when they see fit. I guess I'm eating alone.

"Esto?" Jess said, emerging me from my thoughts.

"Mm?"

"Who are you sitting with at dinner?"

"Uh, no one..." I chuckled nervously at my discomfiture.

"Do you want to sit with us?" Jessica was a sweetheart.

"I'd love to, but I never usually do."

"We're friends, Esto. We don't want to see you alone," She beamed at me.

I smiled yet concealed it with my hand. "Lauren does."

Jess groaned. "Lauren's not all that bad."

I thumbed up sarcastically. "Sure."

"So, will you?"

"Um," I shook my hand around. "Yes, thank you."

"Sweet."

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The time of day when you 'have to eat' went uneventfully. Not that I liked events, sometimes they could be bad. Uneventful is safe, yet boring. Eventful is daring and fun. At this point, as I'm with Edward, I'm swaying towards the latter.

Mike was retreating from his horrendous onslaughts of flirts and was moving towards Jessica, who was enjoying the attention. Lauren wasn't really paying attention to me because she was flirting with Tyler. Angela was also flirting with Eric. Well, more him flirting with her. Gosh, how many times am I going to say the word flirt in this paragraph?

Gleeful blood coursed through my veins. I was looking forward to tomorrow. I wonder where Edward will take me. Excitement is a powerful thing. It makes your lips curve up without your conscience noticing, and your eyes glint at the remembrance of the scenario.

I pondered the idea of telling Jessica and Angela of mine and the vampire's rapport as I prodded some ravioli with my fork in anticipation. Do I tell them? I trust them completely, but Edward might be mad that I told them two secrets: Our relationship and his sexuality. I don't really know if Edward doesn't want people to know he's gay, though I'm not going to tell anyone unless I have his consent.

I was dragged, rather rudely, from my reverie by Jess' nasally voice for a second time, "Are you okay, Esto?"

I popped my head up from my thoughts and said, "Yeah, why?"

"You're not talking," Thankfully, Jessica hadn't said the first words loudly, so hardly anyone was gazing at the scene unfold save Angela.

"I'm thinking."

"About what?" She prompted, either due to care or her gossip container was low.

"Never you mind," I chuckled, but she tried to gain my thoughts over and over.

"Jess, I'm not telling you," I said, quite sternly to my embarrassment, when she asked the fifth time!

She was slightly taken aback, and I could see out of the corner of my eye Angela hide a smirk. "Fine," The interrogator replied, clearly shocked.

"Sorry, but..." I didn't end the sentence, because I didn't want to start a fuss.

Lunch ended on an awkward note.

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I pushed my bag on the driver's seat in my truck. Inserting the key into the slot I turned it clockwise and begun my journey home.

Edward was on my mind all day at school. I sent up a silent prayer to see him today. I was becoming obsessed. Must I call him my drug? I shan't, for he isn't detrimental or dangerous. As much as he thinks he's dangerous, I think he's not.

When I got home, I immediately turned on the oven to preheat. I took out the chicken which I left to defrost last night out of the fridge and sprinkled some herbs on the breast. Then I chopped up some vegetables and chucked them into a pan for the broth. After I placed the chicken in the warm oven, I sat down on the table to read the newspaper.

Reading the pages finely, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I gasped loudly and turned. My heart was racing like crazy and I spilt my coffee on the floor. "Edward!" I shouted at his smirking face. Such a mischievous little vampire. I was, however, glad that he was here.

"Sorry, Esto, I couldn't resist," He winked devilishly and helped me clean up the spilt coffee.

"That's the way to treat your boyfriend," I laughed. I could see he smiled when I 'boyfriend'.

"I know that I don't eat, but this food smells delicious," Edward stood up, his hair was quite flat today, most likely because of the rain outside.

"You can have some, when it's ready," My lips grinned and my eyes gleamed. His face lightened whenever I smiled. "Where were you today?" I asked as I stirred the broth and checked the chicken.

He was sat on the chair, observing my actions with a loving smile. "Out."

"Go figure. I mean, what were you doing? I was alone today."

"I went out hunting, with Emmett and Jasper. We had a talk out there..." He trailed off, looking down at the floor.

"About what?" Asked I, and sat on the chair opposite him.

"You and me. They asked me about you. They said that seeing as though us two are together then they'd like you to come to our house for a visit," Edward's butterscotch eyes looked at me receptively. And I could tell the idea was really his and he wanted me to meet his family

"Um, what if they don't like me?" I was worried. I couldn't endure the thought of being loathed by my love's family.

His face crinkled into amused confusion, "So, you're scared not by the fact that you'll be in a house full of vampires, but whether or not they'll approve of you?" Edward chuckled deviously.

I smirked behind these words, "I'm glad I amuse you. Where did you go, though?"

"We went hunting mainly," He said very matter-of-factly.

"Huh?"

"Well, Emmett prefers to hunt when the bears come out of hibernation as they're more roused and angry. I on the other hand prefer to hunt via secrecy. I like to stalk my prey and-"

I interrupted him, "What? Edward, I know you're a vampire, but it's hard to take in all of this."

He frowned, "This is why it's dangerous to be around me."

I sighed and looked at him in the eyes, "We're not going over this again, but I want you to know that I'm not afraid of you. Like I said before, I'm just scared of losing you."

My vampire boyfriend in all of his beauty got up to me, the sound of the broth bubbling in the background. He lifted me up from the chair by my hand and pulled me close to his chest. His cool temperature radiated to mine, where they both battled for dominance. "I can't comprehend my feelings for you. I, I love you," He looked into my eyes and I looked back, both our emotions mutual. He put his hand on the back of my head and stroked my soft hair. I shivered at the sexual arousal as I lifted my leg up to his thigh. He moaned softly into my ear as we rubbed against each other. Edward the slowly put my leg down and said, "Due to your beauty, I appear to have grown five inches in length," He winked to me and I could see the erection in his pants. I smirked flirtatiously and went to unzip his jeans but he grabbed me hand delicately. "Esto..."

I huffed yet understood, "I'm sorry, I should stop being too forward." I turned me head from him and to the setting sun outside.

He came up behind me and rubbed my shoulders. I lulled into his frosty hands. "No, I'm sorry. It's just; I don't want bad things happening if I lose control."

I turned from his massage and faced him. I saw his eyes glimmer when I turned. "What could happen?"

"I'm a vampire and you're a human. I could break you, physically."

I had slight fear in my brain, but it was edged back by the overpowering thoughts and love (and lust) I had for this man. "I don't care."

He softly sighed, "Charlie's coming soon and the chicken's cooked to perfection," He patted me on the bottom and kissed me passionately on the lips, his smile and mine embracing, and then said, "I'll be outside tomorrow, at around 10am. My family truly wants to meet you."

And on that note he left. I grinned at the previous scenario and then turned to the cooking.

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I and Charlie ate the dinner in silence. It was a nice dinner. The chicken not dry nor too moist. Charlie adored it and I went to bed afterwards.

When I got up the next day at 8am I had happiness singing into my ears. I was so excited about today that I could barely contain my enthusiasm. So I took it out on what to wear and a simple makeover.

I tried on several outfits in the mirror, choosing over many different ones. I settled on some skinny jeans, some black and white Converse and a purple cardigan with a black button up shirt. I straightened my hair and moisturised my skin so it looked radiant. I applied some eyeliner to exaggerate my green eyes and was done.

The finished product looked okay. I never, as you know, believe me as being attractive, but I was impressed with myself. I just hoped Edward would like it.

It was 9:50am and he would soon be here. I ate a chocolate bar from the fridge and cleaned up a bit before I heard a familiar and angelic horn.

I left a note to the sleeping Charlie about where I'd be and then left.

His Volvo shimmered like his eyes on this overcast day. He got out of the car to open the door and stopped dead in his tracks.

"What?" I asked, confused. I looked behind me and there was no one there. His mouth was agape before they curved up into a sexy smile.

"You look beautiful, sublime. An absolute angel," He muttered softly. It sounded like he was saying to himself.

"Thank you, so do you," I praised and got into the car. He took one last look of me through the window then got in. He took a long look again and shook his head, saying, "In all my time I've never seen such an elegant creature."

"Now you know how I feel," I mused and patted his leg.

"You look stunning everyday, Esto, but today you look increasingly incredible."

I grinned and we set off.

"Where are we going?" Pondered I as we drove down a typical tree lined lane.

"I need to take you somewhere first, and then we'll go to my house," Edward said.

It was before long that we reached our destination. It was funny, for it all seemed familiar to me. I was sure we'd been here before.

"Do you want me to carry you there again?" Edward asked jokingly, bringing me from my thoughts.

"Huh?" I questioned, confused and bewildered. I was unsure of my location, but the de-ja-vu was almost overwhelming. "Where are we?"

"You'll see when we get there. Don't you remember this place?" He inquired, but I took it as a rhetorical question.

The journey there was by my own two feet. I refused to be carried a second time. I remember greatly when Edward carried me up the hilly forest and we emerged into the expanse of 'our meadow', but I'm quite sure I've never been here before.

We chatted on the way to our secret destination about this and that. I asked him to tell me all about his vampire lifestyle when were reached our place, and he agreed to only on one condition. "You tell me of your human life."

I smirked, "Sure, but it's quite boring."

"Ha ha, I beg to differ. There's nothing boring about you."

When we reached our setting, it all flooded back. I was right! My knees trembled nearly at the thought of where we were, and the consideration Edward had planned. How could he remember? This place, with its dewy grass and spiny brambles was our place. Even though one could say it looked gothic, I thought it was my fairytale meadow. The overgrown grass and looming mountain which almost overshadowed the meadow shivered as a soft wind blew in from the west. But I cared not, as this cold reminded me of my love. My heart's companion was by my side and this place meant more to me now than any other place, and that includes Phoenix.

Edward could tell by my reaction I was spellbound. He saw my countenance glow and my soul's windows almost well up. He took my hand and we both stepped out into the sun which by coincidence shone through a cloud break. I looked to him and saw the diamond glimmer on his face. The light from his beatific skin shone onto my own pale tint, and he pouted as he gazed up at the black birds flying in the white sky.

The two of is sat on a nearby moss ridden rock, well, him being the gentleman and taking of his coat for me to sit on due to the moisture. He sat on the grass, not minding getting wet. "Edward," I could barely get the words out of my mouth as the setting was so beautiful and the thought Edward arranged this was astounding. Could he truly love me? This isn't just a gag as I previously thought this if for real. He does love me.

"I'll say it for you," He uttered, grinning like one of da Vinci's angels. "Do you remember when we first came here? A few months back."

I nodded, still speechless.

"It meant a lot more to me than it did to you, as it was the first time I introduced myself truly as a vampire to a human. However, the main reason it means so much to me is for the reason that this was our first real date. It's been on my mind ever since. I recall you lying over there," He nodded in the direction with his head. "And I was lay next to you, and we gazed and talked to each other for hours."

I gasped for air at how emotional and deep the past trip was to me and him. "I remember it too." Without warning I jumped off the rock and into his unexpected arms. We fell back on the floor, me being on top of him. I hold his face with my hands, zeal in both our eyes, and kissed him. I was prepared to stick my tongue into his mouth, but seeing as he was the man in the relationship I waited for him to do it. And he did. He trailed his hands to the small of back before French kissing me. I moaned with sexual desire as he cupped the cheeks of my arse and swirled his tongue around my mouth, tracing my teeth and battling with his boyfriend's tongue. He then groaned loudly, more like a growl. It was a sexual growl though. He turned me over so he was on top and was straddling my body. He moved down to my neck where his icy lips sucked on the warm skin gently. I wrapped my legs around his waist as his hips bucked sensually into my groin. I felt his teeth graze the soft skin on my neck and tilted my head back, trying to push my delicate neck onto his fangs.

I couldn't resist any more. As he gave me a vampire style love bite, I trailed my hand down to his crotch. There, I unzipped his pants quickly and saw his tight white boxers. He didn't resist, but stopped sucking my neck and looked down at his groin. I put my hand into his pants and felt on the outside of his underwear his penis. As cold as it was my mind exploded like a volcano. He yelped loudly with desire. I rubbed the rock hard organ vigorously with my hands. "Esto," He said between pants.

"Yeah?" I asked, pulling my hand from his dick. I've never been so hard in my life.

"We should stop. I think I'll go over the edge of control soon if you keep doing that," He got up and zipped his pants, looking around.

I sat on the floor, looking up at the god of beauty. "Fine."

Though an abrupt end came to the sexual tendency, we spoke about many things on the rock which lay before where our second base scene took place. I couldn't get the feel of Edward's cock out of my mind. The hardness of it, the largeness. It was big, I must admit. But the fact that I actually grasped it and stroked it sent my sex cells on edge.

"So, you tell me about your vampire life. I mean, how did you come about being a vampire. Did your parents birth you as a vampire?" I inquired this tentatively.

"It was since nineteen-eighteen, that's when Carlisle found me."

"Where did he find you?" The beaming light of the clouds rained down on us like the rain which was foretold by the ominous sky. It was hard to take in what he said, it was a lot. When did you last see someone look like that from that era?

"In a hospital, when I, my mother and father were dying of the Spanish influenza," I gritted my teeth at the thought of him dying. "Along with another million people. My mother had already told Carlisle to change me, even though she didn't know he was a vampire. Apparently she said, 'Do anything in your will, doctor. Anything.' Carlisle immediately got the impression that she knew, and that worried him. Though he obviously assumed to her wishes."

I could see it in my head, the human Edward dying in the hospital bed with Carlisle looming over him. Sweat clung like a sweater to Edward's face and he shivered with exhaustion. "What was it like?"

"If you look up excruciating in the dictionary, then you'll find it was much worse, but what Carlisle did was a lot harder," He looked out into the trees in a state of reverie.

I smirked in ironic amusement. "Didn't he just bite?"

The first rain began to fall. "Not really. Us vampires have venom in our fangs, and once we taste the blood of a human then a sort of frenzy begins. It's almost impossible to stop drinking the blood."

I shivered for two reasons: The rain and the story he told.

"Then he did it with his wife, Esmé," Edward said, his hair being flattened by the rain and turning flat. "The others followed."

"Who?"

"My siblings, he did them afterwards. I'm technically the second oldest in our family," He sounded slightly proud, but it was cast aside by the fact he was a vampire.

"Let's go into the forest, you'll be drier."

When we reached the fringes of the forest, I found it was a lot drier. Few raindrops penetrated the canopy, but the gnarled and tortured tree trunks protected us from wind which would blow heavy rain our way. "So, does a person have to be dying to become like you?"

We both leant against a tree, turning our heads at each other. "No, that's just Carlisle. He'd never do that to someone who had another choice."

"Is he also the reason you eat animals and not humans?"

"We don't eat animals, we drink their blood. And no, not the only reason..." He trailed off and looked down at me, his expression serious, with emotion. "I don't want to be a monster."

I looked back at him and smiled. He knew I understood and smiled a small one. "We call ourselves vegetarians, because it's the equivalent. Us eating animals is like living off tofu. It keeps you strong but it isn't really satisfying."

Edward then jumped from one trees to the next and sort of went up in a zigzag motion 'til he reached the dizzying heights.

"Show off!" I shouted up playfully.

He jumped back down, the whole 50 metres. That shocked me beyond compare. I ran up to him. "Oh, my God are you okay?" I cupped my hands in his face when he nodded with a wicked grin on his face. I kissed him tenderly. "Don't ever scare me like that again."

"Okay, okay," He winked and we started walking back to the far off car. The sound of the rain hitting the canopy was relaxing. "So can they all read minds like you?"

"No, that's just me. Although Alice can see the future."

"I bet she saw me coming," I giggled.

His demeanour changed, it darkened. "Her visions are subjective. The future can change."

That part of the conversation ended on that note.

When we neared the car, the sky darkening to twilight as his mood brightened, I asked, "Why did you hate me when we first met?"

"I didn't hate you; it was because I wanted you so badly. I still don't know if I can control myself."

I shivered at the thought. "You can. I know you can."

"I can't read your mind, Esto," He pressed me up against as tree abruptly, the car just in sight. "You have to tell me what you're thinking."

"Now I'm afraid, but of your fear of yourself. I'm not scared of you, Edward; get it into your head."

He sighed happily. "You don't know how long I've waited for you..."

We got in the car and begun our journey to the Cullen's house as night crept over daytime's dead, lifeless corpse.

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The Volvo sped down a narrow serpentine road in the dense forest. It was hard to keep track of where we were, especially since it was now pitch black save the headlights. "Gosh, where are we?"

"We're going to my house," He informed. I glanced at the clock on the hi-tech radio and found it to be only 5:30pm, you really can tell it's November.

We finally reached a timeless and graceful glass house of wooden supports. It stood in the centre of a meadow, a much more kempt one than the previous one we visited. We were off the serpentine dirt road and now on a paved driveway, where two fancy cars sat. Rosalie's red convertible and Dr. Carlisle's black Land Rover.

I girded myself as Edward helped me out of the car. All the lights seemed to be in the house and the clouds were still there as rain splattered. The reflection of the shimmering lights on the pavement looked beautiful thanks to the rain, and I felt slightly safe. Even though I was nervous, I felt it edge away.

"What a beautiful and wonderful house," I commented, us making our way up the path leading to the glass door.

"What did you expect, turrets, dungeons and moats?"

"Not the moats," We both laughed at my comment.

The introductory lobby, implying the grandeur of the house, was light and open. Historical objects, such as vases, paintings and ornaments were placed tastefully throughout the house.

I heard the sound of a lovely opera coming from upstairs and the sound of clanging. I looked questioningly to my lover who said. "I told them not to do this."

Reaching the source of the clanging and opera, which for your information is Verdi's "La Traviata: Libiamo ne' lieti calici", we found Esmé, Carlisle, Emmett and Rosalie bustling around the kitchen cooking.

Esmé was cooking chopped tomatoes and fresh herbs and vegetables on the stove. Carlisle was slicing a piece of meat up, hopefully not human, on the chopping board. Emmett was preparing a salad, whereas Rosalie stood with a glass bowl in one hand and the other straight down her side. Her face was emotionless, yet her eyes were completely disinterested.

"Esto, we're making Italiano for you," Esmé confirmed sweetly when we both entered. Carlisle turned to us, a smile plastered on his face.

"It's nice to be using the kitchen for the first time," Carlisle chuckled, as did the rest, except Rosalie.

"Well, um, bon giorno?" I wasn't very good at Italian, but I knew my fair share.

"Molto bene! Does your name Onesto derive from the Italian word 'honest' by any chance?" We both shared a giggle where Edward and Carlisle watched the scene unfold with cheerful countenances.

"Yes, it does actually. Can you speak Italian?" I couldn't believe how happy and relaxed I was. Maybe it was a vampire spell...Just kidding.

"I know a bit," Esmé winked playfully. She and Carlisle turned back to the cooking.

"Esmé's my mother for all intents and purposes," Edward whispered into my ear.

"I hope you're hungry," Emmett corroborated with a giving tone. I was slightly relieved to find his voice to be soothing, rather than ominous.

"Oh, absolutely."

"I'm sorry I didn't feed you," Edward said to me, in front of everyone.

"More like, I'm sorry I didn't feed you," We all laughed hysterically at my cute joke. Edward's laugh was beautiful. It sounded like Mozart's pieces being played in a voice. Even Rosalie cracked a smirk.

"Hi, Esto!" A voice appeared from the window, and a soft foot emerged on a branch. It was Alice, who was followed closely by Jasper. I scraped my hand through my drying hair as the rain which wet us and Edward now battered the windows.

Alice comes towards me and kisses me on the cheek, where a rosy blush emerges. "Oh, you do smell good."

"Alice, what are you...?" Edward asked.

"It's okay, me and Esto are going to be great friends," Carlisle leans on the counter and watches the scene with a grin on his face. He looks more to me and Edward, exchanging a smile with Esmé.

"We definitely will," Alice grins greatly; I can tell she needed a good friend. "And I take it you're Jasper?" I held out my hand for him to shake.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you," He formally says, yet shies away from my alabaster hand.

"It's okay, Jasper, you won't hurt him," Says Alice to her lover.

I knit my eyebrows together in perplexity, which Edward sees. "Right, I'll give you a tour of the house."

"I'll see you soon, Esto," The latter girl calls to me. I nod and we begin our tour.

As we ascend the second flight of stairs, I saw a huge plinth of hats arranged in colour coded order. "Graduation caps?"

"Yeah, it's sort of an inside joke. We matriculate a lot."

"That must be a nightmare, repeating high school over and over."

"True, but the younger we start out in a new place the longer we can stay there."

I felt confused, disarranged by his poetic words.

Finally, after looking around the gorgeous house, we reach a small, not too tidy nor too messy room with large windows. "And this is my room," Edward says shyly.

There is a vast array of CD's on a neatly piled shelf next to a chic stereo/ iPod contraption. "I see you're obsessed with music, but no bed?" I question rhetorically. He senses the subtext there.

"As much as that is what I would love to do, I don't need a bed. I don't sleep."

"Ever?"

"No," He then nods his head to the CD collection. "Do you have any favourites?"

"Depends, in what genre?" I sit down on a lounge chair of a white colour. I gently place the books lying there on the table next to it.

"Classical?"

"Bach. I listen to him all the time," Edward nods enthusiastically at my words and smiles. "I love Mozart, and I love Debussy."

His mouth opens slightly at my last name. "Me too, I like Debussy more than anyone."

He switches on the radio and Debussy's Clair de Lune. The soft sounding music lulls harmoniously in my ears. Edward moves to me, his face serious and thoughtful. He holds his right hand out and takes my hand. With his other he applies it to my waist. He moves rhythmically to the music with me, I sigh in admiration and love. This day is a supreme one. He then holds my left arm up and turns me in a pirouette. I have an awkward smile on my face when I return my countenance to his gaze. "What?" He says, confused but with a smile.

"I don't dance."

"Hmmm...I could always make you," He says mischievously.

"You don't scare me."

He chuckles, "You really shouldn't have said that."

Edward grins and growls lowly. I laugh and back away from him to the large windows, which turn out to be doors leading onto the deck. I open the door and he lunges towards me, so we're now on the edge of the railing. He wraps his arms around me and lifts me up onto his back, where he smirks devilishly. "Don't you dare," I say warningly.

But he denies my wishes and sits into a half-crouch position, before pouncing up into the sky. Before I know it, I'm in a tree! The winds howl in my face, the dark night sky and the hidden moon shining through the clouds my only observation. The light from the house reflects onto the forest, where Edward now climbs up one of its highest trees.

And now, on the tallest tree for miles around, I gaze at the sight before me. Edward keeps a firm grip on me, careful for me not to fall. The sight was glorious. The light from Forks on the distant horizon shone like stars on a black lake. The tree ridden mountains around me were blacker than the purple sky, and the house below us gleamed like a sun of a different galaxy.

Truly, I was in heaven.