A/N: Don't own Twilight.
Two Months Later…
Bella's POV
It had been two months since Marie died. In that small amount of time so many things had changed. What was once dark was now light and all the emptiness that I had felt was gone. Gone from the world forever. I couldn't be in a happier place then where I was right now; at Edward's side.
"Love, I have a question to ask." Edward whispered next to me. I had been casting my eyes around his well really our room thinking back to the past while hoping for the best in the future.
"Yes?" I said focusing my gaze on the god besides me.
He seemed ruffled as if unsure of how to proceed. "Yes?" I asked again.
"It's just um well I." He seemed to be struggling to find the words to say.
He slowly got down on one knee and I gasped. "Um Isabella Marie Swan I love you with my life no pun intended as well as with my existence and also with every fiber of my being. I feel as if you are already part of me so I ask of you to become part of me in the eyes of the court and also the world. I ask you Isabella Marie Swan to be my wife."
It seemed as if my mouth couldn't form words or that my mind couldn't come up with any so I nodded. Simple yes but way more difficult when its representation was brought into view.
Out from his pocket he took a huge ring and slid it on to my left ring finger. He smiled his most dazzling smile and then kissed me silly.
Two Weeks Later…
Bella's Still POV
I was walking in the back of the mall. I know such a dodgy place to be but I was picking up some chairs for the wedding. Wedding! Wow! I still couldn't get over those simple words. The family had been happier than ever. Totally joyous. I couldn't wait for the wedding for it was only four months away.
While walking down the mall's back wall I heard a loud shout. I turned around and saw her. Got you there! It wasn't Marie but for the person standing now in front of me it might of well had been.
"Hi, Emmie." I said a bit wary. Emmie had been the human that I had been buying my razors from. She smiled the smell of weed on her breath.
"I got the new razor you asked for a few months back. Diamond blade, gold handle with titanium engraved initials." She let out a low whistle. "I have them in the shop right now if you want to get them."
I was about to say yes when something unexpected plopped into my mind. The clear image of Edward flowed into my mind. Also images of the Cullens and also the day he had engaged.
I looked back up at Emmie while I felt a slight smile tug at my lips. "No thanks Emmie." I whispered. "No never again." I said shaking my head. "Never again."
Then turning on my heel, I turned away from my past and my past problems. Even if Edward did or did not know or would even believe it he had indeed saved me from my seventy years of hell.
THE END!!
A/N: I am finished with this book and this time I did it right. Completing the book instead of giving up and turning away from it. Please be on guard for my next book 'Behind The Yellow Tape' it will not be as short as 'Pissed and Sick' and it might just as well be longer then 'Seventy Years of Hell'. It will take a while for it to have its first upload but that is only because I am making it longer then these short paragraphs that have passed as chapters for far too long. I already have five long chapters already worked out but I want to wait until ten before I upload anything. Thank you to all my fans who stuck by me even after my story went down hill. Thank you very much!
With much love!:
Smiles and Fangs!,
Not Dead Yet!!