I'll Be Waiting

Since when had I fallen asleep? It must have been a couple of hours ago after I've exhausted myself from packing to go down to Forks to live with my dad, Charlie Swan. It should matter to me; that living with my dad for the first time in such a long time should matter to me. It didn't, however, not when the only real reason that I was doing this in the first place was for Renee, my mother that I have lived with ever since Charlie and she got divorced. I could tell that she still cared for him, but not as much as her newfound love; Phil Dwyer. Now that I was old enough to understand the reason behind their divorce…it was because Charlie refused to move out of Forks. I've been in that town before, and it was boring and gloomy all year round. If there was any luck, there would be one or two week worth of sunlight. Renee was an adventurous kind of woman and she refused to be tied down in a gloomy place for long. As for me I didn't really mind where I'd be living, as long as there'd be no rain. I hated the rain and the cold; it always made me uncomfortable as if it would consume me any moment. What couldn't really kill you actually made you fear of them. I knew that it was the other way around, but that sort of logic only worked for me. While others were afraid of things that could kill them, I was afraid of things that couldn't kill me. Silly, I know, but that was just me.

Dreams couldn't kill me, but I have never had any fear about them until now. The dream that I was having was beyond my control. It was as if someone had managed to jump inside of my mind and started changing the images that I wanted to see. I was in my room, in the bed that I was currently laying in. I've always slept with my windows open, but tonight I regretted for having them open. In my dream my eyes were wide awake, but I couldn't move; at least I could still breathe. I couldn't hear any movement in my room, but I could feel their presence there. Phoenix was hot, and only the cool night lowers the humidity. The only reason I could feel their presence because the room was colder than usual, and of course I knew I wasn't sleeping in a refrigerator. I was sweating, my heart was pounding heavily against my ribcage and I could hear its frantic beating. I wanted to wake up, I know that this was a dream…so why couldn't I wake up?

"Bella…"

That voice was too sweet, too music-like to have been belonged to a human. But I was drawn to it, like a prey being drawn to the sweetest scent on Earth. If her voice didn't do me any justice, then her scent would. I felt the bed moved, and soon – all too soon – her scent was all over me, embracing me in that sweetness of it. I found myself being dramatically pulled towards her, and if I could even move right now I would have lifted myself up, or somehow grabbed her and pulled her to me. Wait a minute, since when was I attracted to girls?

"Can you see me?"

The voice again, and why couldn't I see her? Surely enough I should of have seen a fragment of what her appearance was, right? Or was she the controller of this dream that she wouldn't let me see who she was? At least I could still her, breathe in her scent and felt her presence around me. That reminded me of a question I've been wondering about; why is she so cold?

I opened my mouth to answer her while my eyes were searching for her face. To my surprise, I couldn't even utter a word. So I couldn't see and couldn't speak, and couldn't move, fantastic.

"You can't, can you?" She sighed then, and her sweet, exotic scent washed over my face. She was right above me! All of this time I was trying to see her, she was right above me and I didn't even know it. Well it must have been because of the fact that I couldn't even see her, for a start.

"You'd see me soon enough, but I knew that you would forget me. I don't want you to forget me, and I apologize in advance for the action that I am going to perform."

What exactly was she talking about? I didn't even know her, and this dream was too weird for me to remember in the morning anyway. Besides, it wasn't even real in the first place, that was why this was a dream and nothing more. However, I was curious to what this 'action' may have been. Before I could dwell on it too much, I could feel – literally feel – her breath on my lips. My eyes went wide at the proximity that we were at. It may have been a dream, but this right now felt too real to be a dream. Was I dreaming or even awake?

"I'll be waiting for you. Come find me."

Her words drawn out as a whisper before her cold, soft lips covered mine. I wanted to scream at that time. I wanted to scream and push her away and ask her what the hell was she doing. She couldn't just go around people head and start talking strangely and kissing people! I couldn't even struggle out of the kiss. I couldn't even do anything but laid there with my eyes wide open, until they were slowly beginning to droop. If this was just a dream, why it felt so real to me? If this was just a dream, how come I didn't want to forget about what was happening? If this was real, I would have kissed her back if I could. Who exactly was she? What exactly was she doing to me? I've never thought that I would want something, someone this badly. I wanted to kiss her back so bad that I struggled to gain some muscles in my body. I couldn't, it was like something had draped me down onto the bed and refused to let me move an inch of my body.

Her lips left mine after several seconds that felt like hours to me. I knew that she was still there when her lips were still hovering above mine, barely touching. I could feel that her lips were stretching up into a smile, and if I could I would have at least return the smile or something. I heard myself sigh in content as a cold finger started to stroke the side of my face. Everything about her seemed to be cold, except for her voice. She was too sweet to be true. I wouldn't mind for this dream to last just a bit longer before I had to wake up. In fact, I didn't want to wake up.

"Remember me, Bella. Come and find me, I'll be waiting, even if I'd have to wait for another century."

For another century? What was she? All too soon I awoke with a loud noise right next to me. Oh great, just in time my beloved alarm clock. I turned and turned the sound off, just before checking the time. It wasn't that early but it wasn't that late either. I'd still want to return to that dream, at least grant me with the ability to see and talk in the dream. But if I go back to that dream now, I would surely be late for the flight down to Forks. I wouldn't want Charlie to wait up for me. So I quickly got up and went to take a quick shower to wash off the sweat from the dream. I was afraid of the dream at first. When I couldn't see who was in my room but still felt the coldness radiating from them, it was enough to send my heart into a frantic beating zone. The voice was the only main reason for me to think that there was nothing to fear. The kiss told me that I was safe, even though it was oddly weird that I actually wanted to kiss her back. That dream was just too weird, in general.

Soon enough it was time for me to say goodbye to Renee. I would still talk to her, but I didn't know if I would have the chance to see her again since I would be studying at Forks. Great, I'd be the new student at school and having all the attention on me. I absolutely hated to be the center of attention.

"Are you sure that you don't want to come with us, honey?" Renee asked, her eyes hopeful. I couldn't live with Renee and Phil. I didn't want them to worry about me when I could take care of myself. Besides, it wasn't going to be bad anyway. I'd be living with the Chef of Police, aka, Charlie Swan.

"Yes, mom, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Plus, dad is going to be there so I'm sure he'll take good care of me." Or I'll take good care of him. I had a feeling that it would be the latter.

"Alright, just be careful ok?" She gently pulled me into a motherly huge, and I smiled as I wrapped my arms around her and returned the favor.

"Yes, mom. You, also, be careful when I'm not around. Well, when Phil is not around. Who knows what kind of mischief you'd be getting into around the kitchen." I chuckled as we both pulled apart. She pouted at me before joining in.

"Oh quit it, and you better hurry to catch your flight. Call me when you're done settling in, alright?"

I nodded and gave her one last hug before walking over to the car where Phil was waiting. The ride to the airport was done in silent, but I was thankful for that. I didn't know what exactly to say to him, and vice versa. We exchanged our goodbyes at the airport before I checked in. Once I settled myself in my seat, I started thinking of the dream that I had last night. Then her words rang through my ears, as if she was sitting right next to me but that was impossible. I quickly turned to the seat next to me and it was empty. I was getting just a tad bit paranoid now, that was just great. I turned back to look outside the window while waiting for all the passengers to fill up. The dream was still playing in my head when the airplane started to take off. Even among all the loud noises that the airplane was making, her sweet voice still rang in my ears.

I'll be waiting.