This story takes place right after Edward leaves Bella in New Moon. Nothing happened between Bella and Jacob. She does not know about the Werewolfes, Victoria is not dead.
Summary: What if you had no evidence that you ever had a vampire boyfriend? Would you beleive you did? Or would you think you dreamt it all? After Edward leaves Bella has convinced herself that everything was a dream, and that dream is fading. How will she react when her nightmarcomes to life? Will she survive when creatures she thought never exsisted want her dead?
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. I am not as brilliant as Stephanie Meyer. All characters in this fanfic are of her creation, unless noted.
Charlie POV:
"Yes I know Renee..." I got cut off by more of my ex-wifes complaints. "dont you think I know that? You dont have to live with her! She barely eats, she barely sleeps, shes not out little girl anymore shes a zombie!" I yelled into the phone, breaking off into a whisper for the zombie comment in fear that Bella would hear from her room upstairs."just take her for a month or two..Its worth a shot, shes not right Renne. This is for her own good."
There was a pause, then she sighed and reluctantly agreed. I smiled to myself and thought about the plan I came up with last night;
It was late, and I heard Bella screaming in her sleep; "You .. dont...want...me?" She repeated it over and over, each time breaking my heart. I hated him, Edward Cullen, for what he did to my daughter, so, I thought of a brilliant way to never have to worry about the name again. 'if there is no trace of his existance in Forks then what will she have to remember him?' -I had thought while trying to ignore my daughters constant sobs. 'Just get rid of her birthday gifts from him, make sure the name isnt repeated around her...it has to work.' The thought of him being erased from our lives pleased me. 'But what about his house? And they must have gone places together that will remind her...oh shoot. But I suppose...if she goes back with her mom...' The thought troubled me. I had grown close to Bella during the time she had come to live in Forks. I got used to having a good dinner prepared, and just knowing that she was only a flight of stairs away instead of an airplane flight away made me happy. But, her happiness was more important, and I had to face the fact that she was no longer happy here. ' Renee has to agree. Bella will be sent back in a few weeks and she will come home when she has forgotten that boy.'
My thoughts were interupted by more questioning from my ex wife. "Yes I did that...Yes I reinstalled the old one.She ripped out the one they got her with her own hands! I had to work hard to make the dashboard look like it did when I first got it." I sighed remembering the gaping hole in Bella's truck. I didnt even want to think of the mess her hands were in afterwards. I was bombarded with more questions " No, no pictures. I did look in the album you gave her for her birthday, nothing but Bella's handwritting on the first page, I just tore out the page and left it at that. She must have done something to the pictures, I searched everywhere. They arn't in her room thats for sure."
Renee sighed again and there was another long pause. "Look Renee, I just want our daughter back to normal. I know its decieving but Its the only way I think she will move on, its been months! In a couple of weeks the Cullen family will be a forgotten dream and we can all go back to normal." I said in a calm voice, deep down I was still unsure if earasing edward was the best thing I could do for Bella.
My concerns were cut short when I heard the sound of a door shutting and footsteps coming down the stairs. "I gotta go Renee, I'll call you back later on tonight and work out the details. Bye. " I whispered and put the receiver down.
Bella walked into the kitchen. "Goodmorning Bella." I said forcing a smile on my face. She smiled back but it didnt reach her eyes.
"Good morning Dad." She replied, her voice cracking. No doubt from all the sobbing she did during the night. I looked into her eyes. Her dead,dull eyes. No longer full of depth and radiance. When she smiled her eyes no longer crinkled on the sides, and her dimples had long since vanished. Her full, heart shaped face was now sunken in and was always accompanied by dark circles caused by her restless sleeps. I felt my heart break more. Bella didn't look 18, she looked 40. As if she had seen more than a normal person could handle, and had endured enough pain to last a life time. Anger rose inside me. Anger for what life had brought her. Anger for Edward, what kind of monster would inflict this pain on a sweet girl like Bella? Then two more feelings washed over me. Sadness, because she would have to leave me soon. Sadness, because it was my beloved town that caused my daughter all this pain. And sadness because tricking her was the only way I could help her. Then, Relief. Relief to know that soon she would be better. Relief because I finally knew that even though I was decieving my daughter, making her believe that this monster never existed was the best thing I could do for her right now. I watched as she walked out of the kitchen and back upstairs to her room, I didn't even bother to ask why.
'Soon, it will be as if he never existed.' I smiled at the thought.
Bellas POV:
A girl was walking through an alley way, I watched as a vampire follwed gracefully and silently behind. I ran toward them, not to save the girl, but to see the vampire. I ran as fast as I could, hoping it was him. My vampire. Even in a dream I couldn't say his name, subconciously I must have known the pain that would follow. I reached out to him and touched his hard shoulder. He turned to face me. Instead of the warm topaz eyes that I remembered, two blood red vicious eyes boared into mine. I felt not fear but disapointment, then I relized that it WAS him. The same untidy bronze hair, the same perfect face structure. Then I glanced at the girl and saw myself staring back at me, the girl that first came to Forks unaware of the dangerous world around her. His crimson eyes flashed back toward the girl-me-and in an instant was behind her. Sucking the life out of her, out of me. I watched as my body slumped to the alley floor. As he looked back at me I wasnt scared, as a normal person would be when she just witnessed her own death, I was heatbroken. He smiled his perfect smile. But it wasnt the smile I loved, it was dark, evil. "You promised you would never hurt me." I said weakly as a tear rolled down my cheek. He laughed a sick, masochistic laugh. My heart broke more. "Stupid human." His demonic voice ecoed through my head.
Thats when I woke up. Tears stinging my eyes. A wave of pain washed over me as I clenched my sides. I thought back to the dream. The complete opposite of him. I really wished I had the picture I took of him, then maybe the image of blood red eyes could be replaced by his beautiful topaz ones. I quickly regreted thinking about him and clenched onto my sides in a stronger attempt to keep myself together. After I composed myself the best I could I got out of bed and started to get ready. The realization of the date made my heart sink with dread. 'sunday-no school ' I thought, remembering how I have nothing to keep my mind from wandering to memories of a happier time...was it really only 4 months ago? It seemed I had been suffering for much longer than that. I heard charlie mumbling to somebody on the phone, his voice sounded desperate. I walked downstairs and heard Charlie put the receiver down. My suspiciousness was interupted when I tripped on the last step and struggled to keep my balance. ' Noones here to catch you Bella.. ' I felt the hole in my chest throb but I had to keep myself composed, for Charlie. I walked into the kitchen.
"Good Morning Bella." Charlie said to me smiling. I forced a smile on my face and made it as believable as I could.
"Good Morning Dad." I said back to him. I heard my voice crack and quickly regreted it. Charlies eyes turned thoughtful as he looked over at me ' did he hear me crying last night? ' I thought to myself as I looked back at him. I hoped not. I could only imagine what things I was saying in my sleep. The image of myself on the ground and ed-his crimson eyes flashed in my head. The hole in my chest burned. I turned away from Charlie's gaze and walked as fast as I could back to my room, being careful not to trip this time. When I reached my room I threw myself on my bed and allowed the pain to wash over me again, draging me under. Tears streamed down my face. I knew that the man I saw in my dream was not the man I was in love with. That I would always be in love with. But the meaning of the dream was true. He had sucked the life out of me. Or rather, he was my life and when he left, the reason of for living vanished. I mentally kicked myself for allowing my mind to wander to thoughts of him. Another wave of pain came. Was I ever going to be ok? I surpressed a sob, I knew the answer.
'love, life, meaning...over' I layed there untill I was finally taken by darkness. But, I knew that although sleep was able to numb the pain, it left me vulnerable to the nightmares that were sure to come.
