Forgotten

Chapter Five

Forgotten

Chapter 5

"Oh, my!" Was all Bella could think the moment her lips touched Edward's. Aside from the man's obvious kissing expertise, the kiss sent a shot of electricity all the way down her body until it reached the tips of her toes.

All the fear Bella felt just moments ago totally dissipated with one awesome kiss from her husband. Husband. Jeez, when will she ever get used to that.

The guy was rapidly making her fall head over heels in love with him, which is not supposed to be a bad thing except it's completely terrifying.

"Bella?" She snapped out of my daze and realized she'd been staring at Edward for God knows how long like a complete idiot. She felt my cheeks heating up.

Edward's fingers caressed her cheek, "I always loved when you did that."

His voice was so adoring that her heart constricted in her chest. She wanted so much to remember everything, for him.

"Come on let's get you back home," He said. His arm was still around her and for once she didn't feel like flinching away. She wanted to remain like this forever.

Edward made her feel so safe and loved. There was no doubt in her mind that they used to care so much about each other. 'Used' being the keyword though, but maybe all that will change. That part kind of still remains to be seen.

They got back home only to be practically assaulted by Mrs Stevens and her bear hugs.

"Oh, Mrs Cullen, I was so worried about you, I'm so glad that you're okay."

"I'm alright Mrs Stevens, I just got a little lost," Bella said, feeling embarrassed, "Sorry for making you worry."

"It's alright honey, now get up to your room and rest for a while; you look dead on your feet."

"No, really I'm perfectly fine."

"Sweetheart, I really think you should rest too," Said the velvety voice of Bella's gorgeous husband as he wrapped an arm around her waist from behind as if afraid she might collapse any second now.

Bella sighed, "Okay, but that's the last time I take a nap like a six year old." She  muttered.

Edward chuckled, "Stubborn as always."

Edward led her upstairs to their bedroom and even helped me undress as Bella suddenly felt too tired to move my arms. She'd be incredibly self conscious if she wasn't so damn tired. He then proceeded to tuck her in. Seriously, six year-old. It still made her feel all warm and fuzzy, though.

As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was off in dreamland.

When Bella woke up, God knows how many hours, later, she heard loud voices coming from down stairs. Two very male, very angry voices. She got out of bed quickly and made her way down the stairs only to be met with the sight of her husband looking more angry than she's ever seen him, atleast more angry than she ever thought she saw him, and looking like he was about to attack another guy. A very tall, dark and muscular guy.

The moment Edward spotted her, he stopped whatever he was saying and ran over to her side.

"Bella, honey, what are you doing out of bed? You still look exhausted." He whispered.

"I'm fine, I swear. Is everything okay here?" She asked referring to the guy standing in their foyer looking like steam was coming out of his ears.

"It's nothing for you to worry about, sweetheart. Just head back up there and I'll be with you in a second." Edward tried to assure her but she wasn't buying it.