A/N: Mike will get what's coming to him. And Jess and the two other girls will too but it will take a while. I wanted to take a breather and just give Edward and Bella time to be together.
I have a response to an ANON reviewer, I tried to post it on the moderated review but it wouldn't let me so here it is. I'm not bitter. I'm not sure if you just didn't understand my author note but I said that good guys DO exist that they aren't unicorns or mermaids. It wasn't meant to be negative. Do yourself a favor and reread before you make assumptions and insulting reviews because I won't be so nice next time.
Sorry if I'm coming off harsh but this kind of stuff drives me banana pants aka crazy.
To everyone else that is respectful,
Much love :D
Chapter Song: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
"What are you doing for Thanksgiving next week?" Edward asked Bella after their last day of school before the holiday break.
They didn't have to wait for him to finish practice because football season was over. They didn't make it into playoffs, but it didn't seem to bother Edward.
Bella shrugged as she wrote, Me and Charlie baked a honey ham and made sandwiches out of it to eat while he watches football. We'll probably do that again.
"Do you think he'd want to come to our house to celebrate? Tell him we have a projector for the game."
She mouthed, Where? Too surprised to write the word.
He smiled. "In the family room. Carlisle has a hiding spot."
Bella smiled as she wrote, I'll ask him and let you know.
He went straight to her house, which wasn't typical. They usually went do something together first.
She looked at him. He isn't home yet.
"Oh, right. I forgot."
She smiled at how anxious he seemed to be. She touched his hand so he'd look at her. He entwined them, rubbing his thumb against the side of hers. Can I show you something? She asked.
He looked at her, then nodded. She got out the car then directed him to drop her book sack at the front door before leading him to the back. They walked a little into the tree line before she stopped and bent to dig through the dead leaves. Edward tilted his head at her with a quizzical smile.
She stood up with something squared wrapped in a trash bags. She unveiled it slowly to show him a brown, worn leather book. A photo album. She handed it to him, seeming extremely nervous. He took it carefully, wondering why she would hid this. When he opened it, the mystery was solved. The album wasn't filled with photos, but news clippings.
The first one being about her parents accident. The second being of the trial. The third and biggest one being of her parents murder. Edward looked at her, she was looking at her feet so he continued. Page after page was filled of the killers rampage; the judge, the jury, even all the lawyers. He was on a mission and Bella was keeping an organized log of it. Edward went back to the third page and read through what she went through. There wasn't much detail, but it was enough that he realized for the first time how horrific it was for her. The last sentence had his hair raising. Through the nightmare, one small miracle happened. Isabella Swan survived because of a mother's love and protection.
"He knows that you were in there?" Edward asked.
Bella nodded.
"Did you tell them what happened?" Bella shook her head and made a writing motion.
