Burning Memories. [pg]

New FanFic. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. PLEASEE.

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We both lay on his queen sized bed, our lips moving together; my fingers entertwined in his silky bronze gold hair. I felt perfectly at ease when Edward was kissing me. Edward normally wasn't this "in" to our physical relationship. Normally he was very cautious; not this time. He threw himself into the kiss; his cold fingers running through my hair, stroking my face.

His kiss was urgent, like he was going to die if we ever stopped. He had only kissed me like that twice before. Once before we departed to kill James, and twice before he left me so long ago. . .

Then it happened. He jerked away from me so fast, there was literally a gust of wind; his facial expression frightened, scared to death. Seeing him so scared, terrified me. I wanted to cry, and hide forever. "What?" I whispered into his neck.

He did not move, he simply stared at the door, mesmerized; still from the horror.

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tell me what you think.

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Permalink Reply by Luna Soleil Estelle on February 11, 2009 at 3:46pm

More!

Permalink Reply by Niki on February 12, 2009 at 5:21pm

I think your mean to tease with such a short clip!! WHAT HAPPENS!! I can't wait to read more.

Permalink Reply by steph_devaux on February 12, 2009 at 5:23pm

i need more i love it so far...

Permalink Reply by jahmilla-chelseaa =] on February 12, 2009 at 7:04pm

keep going! its great.

Permalink Reply by Tracey on February 13, 2009 at 3:26pm

Tease!!!! What does he see?????? Please write more!

Permalink Reply by susy_90 on February 13, 2009 at 10:36pm

UHU...
and then what??
You have me in the edge of my seat... What's wrong?

Permalink Reply by sydney. (: on February 20, 2009 at 8:23am

I will write more.
I had to restart my computer & I lost the chapter.
Will write more tonight/tomoo.

Permalink Reply by AbrianaCullen on February 13, 2009 at 10:38pm

aaaahhhhh! i need to know what happens!

Permalink Reply by Ed4eva on February 14, 2009 at 7:14am

Very good, it commands attention straight away. My only criticism (positive of course) whos queen bed is it? You say his but Edward doesn't have a bed in his room until he gets a king sized bed for Bella later that she refuses to sleep on (Eclipse I think)

Permalink Reply by sydney. (: on February 14, 2009 at 7:35am

Okay.
Its after Eclipse.
Andddd.
He kept it. :)

Permalink Reply by sydney. (: on February 14, 2009 at 8:38am

"Bella, we have to go. We have to get away soon. Alice will tell the others, if she doesn't I'll call them on the way. Come on. Let's go, now," Edward whispered frantically. I nodded, still confused about what was so awful, and what had scared Edward so.

He grabbed his phone off of his dresser, and immediatly put it on silent. "Hop on," he whispered again, in an even lower voice this time, motioning towards his back. I tip-toed over to him, and threw my arms around the back of his neck. I pulled myself up with his help, and clung to him, as if my life depended on it - which it did. He ran over to the window, I saw nothing go past us, only what was before us. He delicately jumped out of the window, sending my hair flying straight up, and swiping my face. The wind was harsh, the speed was outrageous.

Even though I'd done this before, every time Edward ran like this, I was scared. Not like a horrified-terror-movie-scream-bloody-murder scare, but like a butterflies-in-your-stomach-light-headed-shock kind of scare. It was an amazing feeling; wonderful. I was not familiar of our surroundings, the blur that I could see. I was trying terribly hard to identify where we were, just as Edward halted to a complete stop.

He pulled out his black Chocolate2, and dialed a very familiar number. I'd called this number several times last fall, trying to get in touch with my best friend. I'd hated this number, and I'd loved this number; I had talked on this very phone, and talked to people on this phone. I hadn't dialed it for a long time. I missed it. I missed him, more than anything in this world.....