Alright, I do not own any of the characters from Twilight, and I worship Stephenie Meyer for writing the best book ever… Oh and there are a few New Moon spoilers throughout so stop now if you haven't read it. I would hate to be the cause of ruining the book for someone…

Living Life

I could see from where I was that dealing with Charlie was going to be trickier than I thought. I gulped uneasily as I gazed upon the red face of my father. I glanced up at Edward and he was smiling down reassuringly at me. I gave him a thankful smile and squeezed his arm.

"Bella," I winced and looked up at Charlie, "would you be kind enough to come inside for a moment?" He turned his back but called over his shoulder, "Alone."

I looked at Edward and hugged him, "Wish me luck. I'll meet you up in my room."

He nodded and planted a soft kiss on my lips before disappearing into the shadows. I took a deep breath and went into our house to face my punishment. As soon as I was in Charlie was upon me, backing me into a corner.

"A MOTOR CYCLE?" he screamed at me, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, BELLA?"

"I wasn't," I said quietly, focusing on my suddenly extremely interesting socks.

"THAT'S AN UNDERSTATEMENT!" I nodded but still refused to make eye contact. I wasn't planning on looking up but I soon discovered that I had to. Charlie deserved respect after what I had done.

"Bells," he said, his voice quieter. I was happy to realize that his face had lost most of the anger, "what am I going to do with you?" It was at that point that I knew I had to hug him. So that's what I did.

I felt him stumble backwards in surprise but soon he adjusted and hugged me back.

"I'm sorry, Dad," I said quietly, letting go. He was looking down from embarrassment from the display of affection.

"I'm going to have to punish you more you know," he said, looking up at me.

I sighed, "Bring on the penalties," I said, making him laugh.

"Well, uh," he wasn't entirely sure what else he could take from me, "no TV," he looked frustrated, knowing that I had little interest in the television. Finally, after a moment, he snapped his fingers, "no dates with Edward, but you can keep seeing him at school and such, and," he smiled, eyes narrowed, "no more cooking for me!"

I gasped, "Dad! You expect me to let you fend for yourself?" I couldn't believe my ears. Dinner for Charlie before I got here was microwave popcorn!

"Yes. Now, um…go to your room." He smiled and I smiled too.

"Good night dad," I said, running up the stairs.

"'Night Bells," he said, retiring to the living room to watch TV.

I was on the last step when it happened. My right foot collided with my left, causing me to go sprawling through the air. I braced myself, only to fall and hit nothing.

"Bella, what am I going to do with you?" I smiled and looked up into my angel's face.

"Uh, you can help me back to my room…you know, just in case I fall again or something."

Edward smiled the crooked smile that I loved and I was in his arms in a second. As he brought me to my bed I sighed. "Something wrong?" he asked.

"No, I'm just tired and I forgot I need to take a shower." He laughed and then set me down.

"Don't slip," he said. I scowled at him, causing a smile to break out on his perfect lips.

I grabbed my bag of toiletries and was in the shower in moments. The heat soaked into my pours, cleansing me. My mind wandered over Jacob Black and the last time I had seen him that night. His hurtful expression stabbed my heart with guilt.

I took out my strawberry shampoo and scrubbed it into my scalp. I wished there was something I could do for him. Even if I couldn't be the one for him, I was sure that there was a girl for him somewhere. I sighed, removing all thoughts of Jacob and our ruined friendship from my mind.

I turned the knobs to the shower and the water disintegrated into nothing. I grabbed my towel and wrapped myself in it. I got into my most comfortable pajamas, a simple pair of black sweatpants and a light blue spaghetti strap shirt.

I made my way out of the bathroom and back into my bedroom, where the Greek god himself lay lounging on my bed. At the sight of me, he perked up and his ocher eyes glowed, radiating from them endless amounts of love and affection.

I smiled at him and then ran to him, throwing myself into his lap and planting a soft quick kiss on his lips.

"I missed you," he said, laying me down and covering me up.

"Oh, I know. Why do you think I was in such a hurry to get back?" I asked, smiling. I yawned once and my eyes drifted shut for a second. Soon Edward's strong arms were around me, his lips close to my ear whistling my lullaby.

"I love you," I said, causing him to stop humming. I felt him smile against my ear, making me blush.

"I love you," he said, kissing me softly on the cheek.

"Are, uh, you sure about the conditions of… you changing me?" I asked. His body tensed a little.

"Yes, Bella," he relaxed and smiled, "I am set on those conditions."

"Well, I don't think it's fair," I told him, pouting.

"A very smart young woman once told me that life wasn't fair," he whispered, "which is why you have to keep living it. So that the unfair things are turned around."

I smiled, unable to respond. Then, finally the perfect answer came into my head.

"Yes."

Edward was quiet for a moment, "Bella, are you…"

"Excepting your proposal." I smiled and I turned to him, "Edward Cullen nothing would make me happier than to be your wife for all eternity."

His eyes lit up and a huge smile appeared on his face. He kissed me deeply, dazzling me. "Thank you," he said, kissing me again.

I embarrassingly tried to calm my now hectic breathing. Edward, sensing this, placed his hand over my heart, "Don't," he said, "it's cute."

I managed a quick glare in his direction and slowly my breathing returned to normal.

"Sleep now, love," Edward said quietly, "We have much to do in the morning. Alice surly saw this—"

I gasped, cutting him off and sitting up. "Oh no!"

"What? What is it Bella?" Edward asked, concerned. I groaned.

"Alice is going to drag me off to the mall first chance she gets," I said, already dreading the future shopping catastrophe.

Edward laughed, "Go to sleep Bella."

"Fine, but if I have a nightmare that involves stilettos, the wedding is off," Edward laughed quietly and continued humming my lullaby. As I drifted off to sleep, I smiled. Soon, I would be Mrs. Isabella Marie Cullen…

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