Fan Fiction
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Lions Park
“Bella, I have a surprise for you.”
I groaned and turned over. It was morning on the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend and Edward wanted to give me something already.
“Fine. Let me get dressed first.” I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom for some human time. On my way there, I noticed Edward grinning. This was definitely going to be interesting.
After breakfast, he walked me to the car and started driving toward Port Angeles. We didn’t say much; mostly because I was a bit queasy from his driving.
As we neared the city, he took the streets south. I had never gone too far south and didn’t know what there was. He gradually slowed down and I was able to make out signs. At only 10 miles per hour, he pulled into a parking lot. The sign read “Welcome to Lion’s Park.” I snorted, how fitting.
I looked around to see what there was. A playground, restrooms, picnic tables, a field, a shelter that resembled a house, and no people. The sign at the front had said something about renting.
“You did not buy me a park!”
He chuckled at my reaction. “No, love. I just rented it.”
I sat back in my seat and crossed my arms over my chest. He rented me a park for a day. What was he planning on doing?
“Alice talked to Charlie. He thinks you are sleeping over with her. We have all weekend to enjoy the park.” So that’s what the shelter was for.
We got out and walked around. I suppose it wasn’t too bad. The weather was fair – for Forks at least, and the landscape was beautiful. Trees were scattered off to the sides and mountains surrounded most of the back end. Flowers could be found in small patches throughout the bright green grass. When we finally made it to the shelter, Edward opened the door for me.
Inside, it was beautiful. He had clearly stocked it with new furniture. I turned to him and scowled. This was turning out to be a very expensive surprise. A bed that appeared to be the same as the one in Edward’s room was left front and center. The color scheme was gold and black, much like his room. A refrigerator, microwave, nightstand, table, chairs, couch, and television also littered the floor, all matching in color. I stalked right back outside, upset he had spent so much money on me.


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