Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or New Moon. Both were written by the immensely talented Stephenie Meyer. It's thanks to her that I have such darling characters to 'borrow' for my own musings.
Author's Note: This is the first chapter of my first ever Twilight fan fic. Needless to say, I'm a little bit nervous. I'll post the next couple of chapters depending on the response this one gets. If you all scream at me to never type a word of fiction again, this story will not continue. If you like it, let me know. If you love it and can't live without knowing what happens next, tell everyone you know to review. Thanks!
There was that law of life.
So cruel and so just.
That one must grow or else or
else pay more for remaining the same.
- Norman Miller
The graduation ceremony, and the dance that followed, went off without a hitch. It was a wonderfully horrible evening, complete with a deep red dress and stilettos, both courtesy of anther shopping trip with Alice. Edward and I arrived together, in Carlisle's 'special occasion' car and we spent the night swaying in each other's arms.
An outsider might say that it was beautiful, but those involved knew just how tense it had been. Edward was moody and silent the entire time, and I, nervous and a little bit scared, wasn't saying that much myself. Mentally, I'd been counting down hours until we could leave. Hours until I had officially graduated from high school. Hours until I would be changed.
And not just a little changed. Oh no, not "I pierced my belly button" changed. Changed into a vampire- of the immortal, blood sucking variety. It's something I know I have to do. If I don't, I'll spend the rest of my human life watching Edward, whom I love, stay perfect and young, while I develop wrinkles and saggy arm-skin.
We drove up in front of Charlie's house, almost instantly going from seventy to zero. I stared at Edward, puzzled.
"We're suppose to go to your house, you know."
He didn't look up from the steering wheel. His knuckles were bone-white, and sitting there in his black tuxedo, he looked gorgeous with the moonlight reflecting in her copper-brown hair, despite the glare on his face. "Not tonight," he ground out.
I leaned back against my seat and crossed my arms. Somehow, I'd known he was going to be difficult. For the past four months, we'd been arguing over my being changed. Edward, despite my constant pleading and screaming fits, remained adamant that I remain human, at least until the Volturi showed up. Which he hoped wouldn't be for a good twenty years. Angrily, I pulled a silver cell phone out of my clutch purse and quickly dialled Alice. Edward continued to stare at the wheel, unmoving.
The phone rang twice before Alice picked up.
"I was right then?" She asked. I glared at Edward.
"We're sitting in front of Charlie's house." I heard a click and knew that Alice had hung up. I did the same, and slammed the phone back into my bag. Awkwardly, I opened the door and stumbled out of the car. In a breath, Edward was at my side, holding me up. I glowered, and straightened.
He stared at me, his amber eyes empty. I could tell he was holding back what he wanted to say, and I felt a rush of sympathy. He only wanted to protect my soul. Thankfully, before I could say anything, a shiny red Mercedes pulled up behind Edward's car. Edward wasn't the only speed demon in the family.
Edward's fingers tightened around my wrist. "No," he hissed.
"I have to. Please, let me go," I said quietly, trying to pry his fingers apart. "I need to do this, Edward."
He was staring past me at Alice who had left the car to stand beside me. I hadn't heard her approach.
Deftly, Edward swung me around so that my back was against him. He gripped me around the waist. "No, Alice." He glared at her, anger and betrayal radiating from him. The coldness of Edward's body behind me, a huge contrast from the warm summer night air, caused me to shiver.
Alice starred back at him stonily. She looked from me to Edward and back, and I understood that Edward was reading her mind. I'd never seen Alice look so intimidating. At 5'3", nearly 100 pounds, and incredibly fair and frail looking, she wasn't exactly the toughest looking girl I'd ever come across. Weird how deceiving appearances could be. Alice I knew, was nearly was strong as Edward and if she were to fight any human, the latter wouldn't have chance. Edward, on the other hand, was a faster runner. If he decided that he was going to take me and run, there wasn't much either Alice or I could do about it.
I felt Edward tense. "I don't care," he spat out violently. "She's not going with you. She's not being changed. I don't give a damn what you, Carlisle or anyone think."
"What about what Bella wants?" Alice asked quietly, stepping closer. Edward responded by stepping back. I had no choice but to be dragged along.
"Bella doesn't know what she wants!"
"I do," I interrupted. Somehow, Edward had to understand. "Three days of pain are nothing if I'll have the rest of time with you." Gently, I pressed my hands down on his arms. His gripped loosened enough for me to spin around the face him. I placed one of my hands on his perfect face. "Please."
He took a step back, and my hand fell from his face and swung by my side. He looked at the pavement under his feet, and for a moment, no one said anything. The only sounds were Alice and I breathing; Edward, apparently, was not.
I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. Beside me, Alice jerked her head towards her idling car. Mutely, I followed her. I opened the door, and gracelessly slid onto the leather seat. After making sure my dress was safely inside the car, I shut the door quietly. Alice was sitting in the driver's side. She gave me a sympathetic look. Only then I realized tears were streaming down my face. I didn't move to wipe them away as we drove away, leaving Edward standing alone and still in front of my house, casting a dark and broken shadow over the front lawn.
