Just heard this on 'Criminal Minds' and thought it fit perfectly to fanfiction and fiction press. I also think I have a new favourite quote. "Better to write for yourself and have no public, then write for the public and not for yourself." It comes from the episode where there all vampire crazed and one girl mentions twilight and the other guy asks 'what's twilight'. Lol. He also didn't know what bff was. Now I'm just rambling. So here is my favourite chapter that I have been waiting to write since I started, where I don't own twilight.

The remainder of the week Edward kept our original promise of waiting until the weekend, though that only referred to me. He said it would be easier for us later if I was the only one explaining things since he had already done it. It made sense but it didn't make me feel any better.

I still didn't know whether telling him would be a good or a bad thing. I still worried that it would make him unsafe. Though through him explaining everything that he was to me, he doubted he could ever be in danger. I started to agree with him, but it still doesn't set the mind at ease.

That wasn't the only thing we talked about. When he thought it got to public at school to talk about certain things, he just moved onto more everyday questions that friends might want to know in general. It was a surprise and it was... nice. I enjoyed the company that these talks brought and knowing that he wasn't hanging around me just because I knew his secret.

My feelings for him rose again and I didn't know where that left me anymore. My own response that a relationship would endanger him grew weaker every day.

So when the weekend came my emotions were all over the place. I was glad Edward couldn't read my mind, especially since my imaginations had long betrayed me. Myself in his arms became clearer in my mind every day that week since shopping, and I seemed to be in a losing battle with myself to insist that could never be real... well shouldn't be because...

Well I no longer had a 'because', it had died many times. And had led me to where I am now. A train wreck of emotions. It was clouding my head so much that I was nearly regretting driving today. Edward had to repeat himself numerous times, though I think he put it down to me being nervous.

I was slightly but probably not as much as he thought I was. I did worry how he would take it, but a deals a deal, and I had promised, and I did know his secret, and he'd told me everything. So besides having no choice, I thought it was only fair, or maybe that was just this week's guilt talking.

We pulled up to the entrance of some forest park. It was warm. I'd worn my favourite purple halter-neck top, which barely anyone got to see. Of course I still had a light jacket over the top.

I wasn't allowed to know where we were going. Edward still had some secrets to share.

I was shocked when he led me away from the path and into the bush of the forest. The sun threatened to peak through the trees as we made our way slowly through the undergrowth. It didn't reach through yet, but I was sure it would shine its full face soon.

It may have taken us half an hour but Edward was patient with me. We both stopped at an opening in the forest. I suddenly recognised it as the meadow I'd found when flying when I'd first arrived in Forks.

"It's so much prettier in the daylight." I whispered to myself, unaware that Edward would still hear me.

"In the daylight? Have you been here before?" He asked shocked. We were both still standing at the edge of the forest as if our presence would destroy its beauty.

"Well..." I didn't really have an answer to that.

"I thought I'd picked up on your sent here before, I just assumed it was just a lingering memory." He seemed to be talking to himself, proving to himself that I had been here before without my say so.

I ignored him and walked into the meadow. It really was beautiful in the sunlight. The sun had come out and the flowers came to meet it. At night all the flowers closed and I didn't get to see much, but now...

"Wow." I breathed. I turned, smiling wide, to see Edward's reaction, but he wasn't behind me. I'd walked further then I realised and he was still back at the tree line.

The meadow seemed to dull as I starred at his worried face. "Aren't you coming?"

He looked up at the sky and the sun, before returning his eyes to me. I took a step towards him but he held up his hands asking me to wait.

I stilled and watched as he took one cautious step out into the light. He closed his eyes as his face lit up in sparkles. He kept walking, slowly, towards me, but stopped about a metre away. I don't whether it was because his eyes were still shut or because he didn't want to be near me.

He slowly blinked his eyes open to look at me. "Please, say something, Bella."

"Wow." I breathed again.

He sighed and closed his eyes again in what seemed like disgust or defeat and I quickly had to reassure him.

"You're beautiful." I murmured. His eyes shot open.

"How?" He asked, looking shocked. The confusion on my face made him explain. "How can you stand to look at me? This isn't normal, not human."

"No." I agreed and took a step back. He looked hurt that I'd backed off, but this time it wasn't him I was backing away from. I was backing away from myself. Giving distance between Edward and where my conscious seemed to stay.

It was my turn to close my eyes. "My turn." I said.

I took off my jacket and let it drop to the ground as my wings spread out behind me. I heard a gasp, but I just squizzed my eyes closed more. It was quite for a good couple of minutes and it seemed like he'd left. I guess I was the freak. He at least could act and look human.

I hadn't realised until then how much I feared his rejection. I felt a single tear run down my cheek only to be caught but soft fingertips. My eyes snapped open to see his gold ones only centimetres away from me.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"I thought you'd left." I admitted.

"Why?" He actually looked confused and I doubted his sanity.

I turned my head to look at my wings to make sure I had pulled them out right. Sure enough, I hadn't lost feeling there and they were sparkling rainbows in the sun. I smiled to myself at the sight. I hadn't seen that since... well I can't remember.

"We match." Edward said with a smile in his voice.

I snapped my head back at him, confusion now on my face.

"Though your sparkle it much more beautiful." He said with a laugh. Again, I doubted his sanity as I laughed with him but for a different reason.

"I highly doubt that." I said and reached for his face. I stopped my fingertips inches from his cheek, as if my touch would make it all seem unreal and he would disappear.

"I'll let you if I can to?"

"What?" I asked shocked.

He didn't answer but instead held one sparkling hand in mine and closed his fingers. Smiling he softly pulled me to the ground so we could sit. I just stared at him, frozen.

For once I felt weird and exposed. This is the one thing that I've always wanted and now I didn't know how to react to someone knowing.

"Bella?" My eyes shot to his. "May I?" He asked. I noticed his fingers somewhere over my shoulders, frozen, like I'd been earlier. I simply nodded and watched cautiously as he moved closer and to my side. Slowly he edged his fingers closer until I felt the tickling sensation my dad uses to wait me up in the morning.

I giggled and his eyes shot to mine as he quickly moved his hand away. "Sorry," I mumbled. "It tickles."

He smiled at me and went back to moving his delicate fingers over the edge of my wing. This time he didn't hesitate and it wasn't light like before, so I was safe from the tickles.

I watched him in awe as his sparkly hand moved over my strong sparkly wings. There not like butterfly wings that nearly dissolve at touch.

The sparkles seemed to match. It sent butterflies to my stomach and a smile to my lips.

I lifted my hand to his and I didn't hesitate either. Edward was watching me as I moved around to face him again. He lowered his hand and let me run my fingers up to his elbow and back again. My wings seemed to glitter but his skin looked like it had diamonds imbedded in the skin.

I brought his hand closer to my eyes to try and see the diamonds but all it did was blind me.

"Do I get an explanation now?" He asked. I didn't look up from my hands but I did stop in my movements.

"Sure," I started slowly. "What do you want to know?" My hands started in their exploring again. I went to flip over his hand, but he flipped it over for me so fast I didn't see it move.

I stopped again. "Sorry, it's just so easy to be myself around you." I looked at his weary eyes and his smile before looking back down and moving again.

"Well that's one thing I can't do." I started.

"But you can hear really well. Well better then really well. Your hearing is like mine." I nodded. "What else can you do? I'm guessing these aren't just for show." He gestured to my wings with his other hand.

I winced at his words, and his sharp eyes didn't miss it.

"Bella, what's wrong?" I looked up at his concerned face.

"Nothing." I looked away. I couldn't lie to him.

He gently lifted my chin to look back at him.

"Bella please tell me, I want to help." I felt the tears coming. I knew I couldn't drag him into this. I never wanted this. But his eyes pleaded with me and I guess with an explanation he was going to find out sooner or later. I would have just preferred the later, after all the joyous parts of my life were said first.

"Some people don't agree with you." I whispered. It would be loud enough for him though.

"Which part?" He asked confused.

The memories came flooding back and some tears escaped. "Some people would say they are for show, that I'm for show, or should be. Like a butterfly in a museum. They would do anything to get a hold of our kind, even kill for it." I was still whispering and on the verge of sobbing. "Just for show."