Haha. So I've had these ideas floating around in my head for the longest time and I'm finally getting them on paper. Well, computer that is. x3 It's been years since I've written a fanfiction, so go easy on me, okay guys? I know everyone's bound to get a little out of character now and then.

Eep. I need to edit better. I just say a bunch of typos. Sowwy! Please point out my mistakes. Constructive criticism works. 3

Disclaimer: I do not own the story, the characters or anything related to "Twilight" by Stephanie Meyer.

To be perfectly honest, I have absolutely no idea where the story's going, so I'm open to suggestions. Enjoy. 3

Bella…

Most of it was a blur. I had no idea where I was, what was going on, the time, the place—it was hard to tell if I was even me. So, naturally, I did the first thing that cam to mind.

I ran.

I was in a forest; that much was easy to tell. The decaying leaves on the ground rustled with every leaping footstep, constantly reminding me of how loud I was. I could smell the damp air and the wet environment around me. Normally, someone would have thought of this scene to be peaceful and idyllic. But oh no, I wasn't that lucky.

Bella…

I kept running at a pace I didn't know I was capable of. My breaths were short and desperate that made sore and dry lungs plead my legs to stop this outrageous speed. No. I couldn't stop. Something was chasing me. I had to stay away, at any cost. Fog settled all around like a smoky blanket, making it harder to see in the dimming light.

Bella…

Dimming light…that must have meant it was twilight.

"Bella," a calming whispered in my ear. A cold hand rubbed my shoulder very gently and the angelic voice continued. "We're there, sweetheart. Wake up." A pair of cool lips brushed my cheek and pulled me out of my dreary state. My eyes blinked open to one of the most beautiful sights to wake up to. Topaz eyes looked straight into mine with the most loving look anyone had ever received. My heart melted all over again.

"You've been sleeping for hours, Bella, get up already," came another heavenly voice. This made me hesitate. I was surrounded by angels. I didn't die, did I?

"Alice," the first angel said with a slightly irritated voice as he shot a glare. He muttered something that I could barely hear, let alone understand, but the other angel seemed to understand it pretty well. Finally, I snapped out of my trance and took notice to what was going on. I was sitting in a car with Alice on left and Edward on my right. Edward's arm was wrapped around my shoulders, holding me close to him as though letting go would mean he lost me forever. I glanced out the open windows. The car was parked and there was a distinct smell of saltwater in the air. As if that wasn't enough to give away our location, I could see the line of the horizon defined by ocean and sky.

"Bella, are you alright?" Edward asked, his voice full of so much concern it almost sounded fake. I blinked my eyes, focused, and realized that I had only been dreaming. The entire time I'd been right here next to Edward, in the safety of his embrace.

"You were talking in your sleep," Alice chimed in with an amused look. I immediately blushed.

"What did I say?" came my immediate answer, though I wished I hadn't said anything. My voice was gruff and groggy and utterly unattractive. I winced and hoped they wouldn't notice, but with such finely tuned ears, they heard my hideousness more clearly than I did.

"It was hardly considered talking. It was more like whimpers," Alice began, smiling. She wasn't being mean, she was just teasing her favorite human the same way an older sister would tease her younger.

"You sounded frightened," Edward interrupted before his sister could continue with her playful ridicule. "Was it a nightmare?" If it was possible, I blushed more. A nightmare? I hadn't had those since I was in grade school. At that point, I could barely remember what the dream was about, anyway. Even if I did, I made a conscious effort to forget that horrifying scene.

"I'm fine," I assured them and offered a smile. Edward rubbed my arm again, reminding me in silent ways of how much he loved me. No words were needed, not even emotions. I could see it in his eyes.

"Well I'm going swimming," Alice said, ruining our silent, romantic moment. She reached over and locked her slender fingers over my wrist and, with a surprisingly gentle tug, pulled me out of the car with her. "And Bella is coming with me." I stumbled on the sand and struggled to balance but Alice's quick hands caught me. Before I could even stand up all the way, Edward was out of the car and at my side. The sun was ridiculously bright and it made me squint my eyes and wince. After being in Forks for so long, I almost forgot what a pure, hot, sunny day felt like it. It didn't take me long to adjust again.

"What are you doing?" an older voice rang from up ahead. Alice and Edward both made a face that looked guilty. "You know the dangers of going out on a day like this, don't make me remind you." Esme came into view with a motherly sort of expression. She was right; Alice and Edward would be far too easy to distinguish in bathing suits on a day like this one. Even though both of her children knew it, they still mustered up disappointed faces.

"Just wait until it gets dark," Esme added with a tone that implied that her word was final. She turned and continued with her task of unloading the bags that had been piled up in the back of the car. Edward and Alice looked at each other in a silent conversation. It was obvious that they were contemplating going anyway, but gave it up in the end. I was growing frustrated with these everyone-can-understand-but-Bella conversations, as always, and decided to try their patience. I made my way to the source of the haunting ocean, knowing that I wouldn't get half a step in before being stopped.

"Bella? Where are you going?" Edward was the first to ask.

"Tanning, of course. What else would I do on such a beautiful day?" I stuck my tongue out, held the "nyah-nyah" child expression and grinned. This particular phrase was terrible for two reasons; one; I would never take pleasure in tanning, it just wasn't me and two; if you ever asked for a fight from a vampire, you would lose. End of story.

"Such a horrible comment like that has to be punished," Alice pouted, now standing in front of me. Two cool arms wrapped around my stomach and pulled me off the ground until I was hung over Edward's shoulder like a victim being rescued from a fire.

"I agree. My pride's been hurt," Edward added with a nod. "What should we do?"

"I say we lock her in the closet. No tanning for the bully," Alice offered, mustering up her cutest, little-girl voice.

"No no, I want results now," Edward complained as he purposefully situated me on his shoulders to make me feel like I was falling. The second he decided what he was going to do, he pulled be back down to the ground and set me back on my feet. For a split second, I thought I had gotten of easy, but the idea vanished just as soon as it had come. Icy fingers and hands poked and tickled my sides and tummy, forcing me into jerked positions of protest. I squirmed from his touch, laughing and yelping for him to stop. A grumble escaped my mouth. Of course they'd counter my anti-vampire remark with a fault of humans. For the longest time, they kept it up with movements so fast and swift that I couldn't even laugh fast enough.

"Okay, okay, you win!" I squealed between fits of giggles. My captors decided that I'd had enough and finally let me go and get a full breath in again. It was then that I noticed the once full trunk of the car was emptied; each heavy, packed suitcase had been taken inside in a matter of seconds; so fast that I hadn't even seen them. I felt a familiar grasp on my wrist and I was being pulled away again.

"Come on, Bella, let me show you the house," Edward said enthusiastically. He reminded me of a child on Christmas morning, begging and pleading to rush downstairs and look at the treasure that awaited him. I obediently followed, still laughing away the few giggling remains of my tickle attack. Sand kicked up beneath my feet as we made our way towards the beach house and the salty smell filled my nose. I could see the shore line my right, seeming to go on forever. The water was crystal clear and perfectly matched the white sand. The sight was breathtaking, like a scene from a billboard advertising a perfect vacation to some faraway island. Seagulls accompanied the rhythmic pulse of the waves, creating the kind of background music that made you want to lie down and take a nap. Then the house came into view.

The building was enormous, at least three stories tall. The entire outside was white, complimented by light blue shutters. A porch wrapped around the entire house with a few white rocking chairs lined along it. The veranda stretched all the way to the beach where it led back down to the ground with a couple stairs into sand. Shore grass lined the boardwalk and the house, giving a green texture to the smooth, white sand. Alice and Edward must have seen the amazement on my face because they started to give those proud smiles of theirs.

"Wait until you see the inside," Edward grinned, talking as though he could read my mind. I was so dazzled with the outside of the house that I could hardly take it in all. Two icy hands gently covered my eyes and took my vision. "No peeking until I say so." Both Alice and Edward's footsteps were completely silent, which made me self-conscious of my own. I could hear the doorknob of the front door move and Edward guided me inside. Cool, air-condition air rushed past me and sent a chill down my back. Edward pushed me further inside and I could feel the carpet giveway under my shoes.

"Can I look yet?" I asked, grinning like a child, just like Edward.

"Nope, not yet," came his cheerful reply. I frowned, pretending to be upset.

"Edward, let's take her to her room," Alice suggested, clearly excited. Edward moved one hand over both my eyes and put the freed hand on my shoulder, guiding me through the house by gently pushing me in the right direction. After a couple more seconds, he pulled me to a halt.

"Okay, Bella, we're going up stairs now," he warned me before moving forward again. I hesitantly took another step and tried to climb the stairs I couldn't see. My blind guess was off by a bit. The tips of my toes slid off the edge of the steps, throwing my balance off. Of course, a quick arm wrapped around my middle and caught me before I could fall more than a couple inches.

"Bad idea," Alice laughed. I grunted my objection to her statement.

"Alice, hand me that dish towel, would you?" Edward asked as he motioned to the kitchen. I felt air rush past me and, not even a second later, a gust of air push back. Alice didn't waste anytime.

"Keep your eyes closed, alright?" he whispered at my ear. His cold breath made me shiver and blush.

"Why can't I just-" I tried to get in, but I was interrupted.

"Just keep your eyes closed, Bella," he told me again, intentionally whispering it so close that I could just barely feel his lips graze on the tip of my ear. I obediently did so and, once he was confident that I wouldn't look, Edward removed his hand only to replace it with a blindfold. With one swift motion he had it tied firmly at the back of my head. I opened my mouth to protest but I was caught short by Edward's strong grip that picked me up and pulled me into his arms, carrying me like a bride. I let out a yelp of surprise but it didn't stop him. He and Alice continued up the stairs, walking painfully slow. For once, I wished they'd use that lightning speed of theirs; the suspense was killing me.

Finally, I was back on my feet but still blind. I was once again being guided through the house. I could hear the slight click of the door handle as it turned followed by the soft creak of a door as Edward pushed it open. Then they stopped. Everything was still and quiet. There must have been an open window; I could hear the sound of the ocean waves lapping against the shore off in the distance and I could smell the salty water. Slowly, the blindfold was removed.

"Can I open my eyes?" I asked, smiling again.

"Yes, Bella," Edward laughed. "You can open your eyes." Immediately, I shot my eyes open but took a couple seconds to adjust to the light. I finallygot to look at the room I'd be staying in for the following week.

The first thing I did was gasp. The windows were the very first to catch my attention. It was as though there were no walls; just glass to look out at the beautiful shore the bordered the house. There was nothing to block the view of glistening white sand, an endless ocean and a crystal clear sky. There was a porch that hung over the edge, allowing a sight not restricted by a windowsill or a roof. The walls of the room were flawless white, complimented by a carpet just a shade darker. Nautical frames of boats and shores took the empty spaces on the walls, matching the spread of a bed that look much too large for one person. The comforter was just as white as the walls with blue and yellow pillows and sheets. Sheer curtains hung from the sides of the windows, making this room look like one from a homemaking catalogue. A fireplace was cleverly placed across from the bed with a white marble lining. A massive dresser and wardrobe stood tall in the corners with a pale wooden color, perfect for the theme of the room. In the opposite corner was a soft, pastel yellow couch the lined the room, bending wherethe white walldid. There even was a flat panel television stationed on the wall with a large, glistening screen. Other than the door to the porch, there were two doors; one leading into a walk-in closet and the other into a sparkling bathroom.

"So?" asked the angelic man who had his hand around my waist. "What do you think?"

"Oh, I don't deserve a room like this…" I said with a voice that still couldn't get over the beauty of the room.

"On the contrary, I think you do," he retorted as he took my hand and led me over to the windows. "It's the master bedroom and it's just for you."

"But Carlisle and Esme," I protested, but Edward expected my excuse and caught me.

"They think the room is too bright," he smiled. "I think you're forgetting that you're staying with a family of vampires. We all decided; this room is perfect for you. I'm sure you'll love it."

"I love it, no doubt," I said, still gawking at the amazing bedroom "but, well, I mean, I can't…it's too much for just one person." Alice scoffed and snorted at my comment, yet she still sounded beautiful, amazingly.

"As if Edward won't be in here as often as you are," she laughed. I blushed at the statement, realizing what it implied. Edward rolled his eyes and shook off the comment, turning to me with a serious yet gentle expression.

"It's not for 'just one person,'" he explained to me, repeating my words like they were an insult. "It's for you." He had me blushing again. I tried to look away and hide my scarlet face but he simply pulled me into an embrace and kissed the top of my head. With a playful grin, he whispered words that he knew would send me over the edge. "If it makes you feel better, I'd gladly stay in here with you."

"Too bad your room is down the hall," came Carlisle's voice from the door way. We all turned to face him, though I was the only one who was startled by his sudden appearance.

"Bella's father seemed pretty intent on making sure she had her own room," he said with a warm smile. I had expected this much from Charlie. He insisted on talking to Carlisle about this trip and, apparently, insisted that I slept by myself. Carlisle stepped inside, wheeling a suitcase behind him and carrying a bag over his shoulder.

"How do you like the room, Bella?" he asked with that handsome smile of his.

"Oh, it's amazing," I answered sincerely. "I can't believe that I'm staying in a place like this." He chuckled, seemingly pleased with my response. Edward shot his father a glance that said "I told you so" and Alice just laughed.

"Alright, why don't you two let her unpack?" he asked as he motioned for them to follow him out. "You could help me unload the rest, hm?"

"Oh, I'll help," I offered. I felt so spoiled, going on a vacation like this for free and having all the grunt work done for me. "I'll unpack later, it's fine." The three seemed amused.

"It's alright, Bella, don't worry about it," Edward answered with a smile. I rolled my eyes. Of course he wouldn't let me do any work, he insisted on doing it all for me. Then again, it was probably a good idea that I was out of the way. Knowing them, they'd whip around the house, throwing around boxes heavier than I could even lift.

"Enjoy yourself, that's why you're here," Carlisle reminded me and I nodded my reply. With that, the three of them left the room.

I dragged my suitcase to the bed and pulled it to the top. Like every other trip I'd ever been on, I half-expected my clothes to be shifted to one side, wrinkled and crumpled up in the corner. To my surprise, they looked as though they'd just been packed. I smiled, figuring that everyone must have put in extra care to ensure that every aspect of my vacation was perfect.

As I pulled the clothes from my suitcase, a part of me wanted to jump for joy. I'd have an entire week just to be with Edward. Well, and the rest of the Cullens family, but I was still excited. Surprisingly, they weren't ashamed or hesitant to let Edward and I be alone behind a closed door like most parents would. This was mostly because they trusted the two of us not to do anything stupid. If anything, they encouraged us to be together. I think the entire family was anxious to see Edward and I blissfully happy. I also had suspicions that they were privy to information that I wasn't. They had Alice, after all. I suspected that maybe they knew something about my future but refused to let me in on it. Regardless, I was happy to be with them in this gorgeous home and felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

I had just finished with my clothes and moved into the bathroom to unload the rest of my things. I flicked on the lights and nearly screamed when I caught the silhouette of someone standing in front of me.

"Edward," I gasped, composing myself. "I thought you were supposed to be unpacking."

"Oh, that?" he asked. "We finished that a long time ago." He took a step closer to me and smiled down with that charming smile of his. I stared up into golden eyes, finding that my heart had, once again, become unsteady. His hands found my waist and he pulled me closer, easily getting my frozen body to melt under his touch. He stroked his fingers through my chocolate brown hair, inhaling my scent so subtly that I hardly even noticed. He picked me up in one steady swoop and carried me back into the bedroom where he gently laid me on the couch.

"Bella, do you have any idea how much I love you?" he whispered to me. I bit my lip to keep from smiling.

"A lot?" I offered. He chuckled and shook his head.

"So much more than that," was his response. Challenging his natural urge, he moved so that he was lying above, balancing his weight on his knees and hands. Edward leaned forward and trailed kisses along my cheek and jaw bone, then slowly made his way down my neck. I was motionless under his touch, a technique I had picked up on long ago. Usually, if I tried to deepen the signs of endearment myself, it resulted with Edward ending the kiss immediately and that was definitely something I did not want.

Unfortunately, my emotion got away with me and I wound my arms around his neck, pulling my lover closer to me. Edward's body stiffened and he froze, his eyes resorting to a darker color.

"Bella," he whispered with a frustrated yet loving tone. I relaxed again; at least he wasn't too upset this time.

"I'm sorry," I replied softly, with the most innocent and sincere face I could muster up. He chuckled that deep hum of a laugh and smiled, leaning down to kiss me once again. This time, however, he took hold of my wrists in his hands and pulled them over my head. There, he held my arms in place, forcing me to keep my hands to myself. He continued to trail kisses along my exposed skin, sending shivers down my spine as cold lips brushed my skin. Ironically, I had a feeling he was enjoying the touch as much as I was.

"Edward!" I heard Alice call from downstairs with a voice loud enough so that I could hear. "Get out of Bella's room already. We're waiting for you two." Edward sighed and pulled himself up at an inhuman speed, then held his hand down to me.

"Shall we?" he asked, grinning. I took his hand and returned the smile, letting him pull me up.

"We shall."