My Life Not Having You Chapter 9
Bella's POV
Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or if there is a magazine called Sexy Attire Weekly but I'm not sure!
(A/N: This is the last chapter! I hope you liked it!)

"Oh my god," I gasped, looking at the bloody, gruesome mess that was only feet from me. It was hard to make out which bodies were standing and which were on the ground, completely motionless. Immediately, I picked out Aaron's body. The head was torn off and Alice, who was standing, was throwing limbs into the fire place. Jasper was standing beside her, licking blood off his hand. I covered my mouth when I saw Jasper's 'friend' on the floor, her head torn off.
"You should leave," Emmett's voice said, directing towards me and Jasper, who did not hesitate to race out the front door.
"Who else died?" I blurted out, staring at the ceiling.
"Umm," Emmett muttered, tossing another piece of Aaron in the fire pit.

"Edward," I suddenly breathed and charged at Emmett, actually knocking him off his feet and hitting the ground.
"Where is he!?" I yelped, pinning him down. He fidgeted below me and I knew he could easy get out.
"Love," Edward's voice suddenly whispered. Before I could get off Emmett and crawl into Edward's arms, he had me wrapped in a huge hug.
"It's ok, right?" I murmured, holding back the tears that stung my eyes.
"It's ok," Edward whispered to me and looked over at Alice and Emmett.
"Can you two handle the mess?" he asked. They both nodded and Rose appeared.
"Go home," she whispered.

Edward took me out into the car, holding my hand the whole way. I noticed a few drops of blood on my hand and desperately shoved my hand between my legs. He laughed and took my hand, his mouth hovering directly over the blood.
"I need you to trust me," he growled and suddenly I felt his cold tongue on my palm. I tried to pull away, hoping he wouldn't lose control. But he held my hand still and licked the blood off my hand, pulling away.
"Do you trust me now?" he asked, kissing the spot where he had licked.
"I've always trusted you, Edward," I whispered and kissed his lips before closing the car door and smiling.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A FEW WEEKS LATER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It had been a few weeks since the incident at Angela's house. Alice and Emmett got everything cleaned up and came back home, not a scratch on them. No one mentioned the bet between Edward, Emmett, and I. Today, I was simply sitting beside Edward on a couch, flipping through a magazine.
"I like that one," he suddenly said, turning the page back in a swift moment, pointing his finger at a tall, blonde model. I quickly realized he meant the clothing. It was a teeny black dress with spaghetti strap sleeves. It came down to her knees and she was wearing black heels with it. I thought it was pretty different for Edward to pick that out.
"Kind of slutty," I muttered and went to turn the page. He stopped me and looked at the small print beside it.
"Are you extra small or small in here?" he asked without looking up.

"Um, I'm a small," I whispered. He quickly tore the page out of the magazine and flipped to the order form sealed inside.
"Can you read me the number, love?" he asked softly. I frowned but read off the numbers.
"X8J4-W132 and why are you ordering this?" I exclaimed, finding out that he was filling out the shipping information.
"I think you would look lovely in it," he commented, handing me the paper.
"How much is it?" he asked, writing down Cullen in the last name box. I shuddered as I saw Bella written neatly in front of it. Nothing could stop me from always smiling when I saw I was his wife.
"$79.95," I breathed, staring at the huge number and then the teeny dress.
"And the shoes, too, please," he replied, checking the speed delivery box.
"$50.75," I gasped and threw the magazine on the ground. He wrote the number and folded up the paper, closing it and pulling something out of his pocket.

"And, please pick out an outfit, pair of shoes, and an accessory or two," he said and thrust the magazine at me. I looked at the front.
"This is not me!" I screamed. It was a magazine that was delivered for Emmett and Rose. It was called 'Sexy Attire Weekly' and I knew without looking inside that I would find gruesome, inappropriate things.
"Look, I am doing this for you because next week Carlisle wants to make you a vampire. I figured our first night as the same type of thing would be special," Edward admitted shyly. I laughed and walked up to him, putting my hands on his shoulders.
"I can make it special without an outfit," I growled into his ear and ran my hand down his cheek.
"But I think it would be even more special watching your face as you see the new you in a sexy little outfit like this," he replied and I released him.

"Fine, but you should be happy!" I exclaimed and grabbed the magazine before opening it to the first page. Flipping through the magazine, I became nervous with Edward sitting right beside me. I finally found an outfit labeled 'Gothic Sexy School Slut'. It was the typical 'sexy school girl' outfit but with a lot of black. I put my finger on it.
"This outfit," I whispered. Edward tore the page out and started scribbling on another page, ordering it, I assumed. I flipped the page a few more times and found a pair of outrageous black heels.
"These shoes," I whispered and before Edward could tear out the page, I wrote the number on the paper and smiled.
"Do I have to pick accessories?" I asked. Edward shook his head and finished writing down the information before pulling me into a tight hug.

"I figured you'd go for the bunny. Emmett said the teacher. And Jasper said that you'd pick out a simple red dress," Edward explained before kissing my forehead. I leaned in and kissed him, surprised that he rewarded me with a little taste of his tongue.
"Don't you ever leave me again, not for a day, not for a minute," he whispered and leaned back in to kiss me again. The kiss lasted longer and I got to explore his mouth a bit more before I pulled away for air. Edward grabbed my head and pushed me back in while I sat on his lap. When it came time for another breath of air, I looked him deeply in the eyes before grabbing his head.
"I won't,"