Title: Soulmates
Fandom: Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer
Summary: "Soulmates. Any lucky, normal person on the face of the earth has one. I've told myself I have two." Bella contemplates her "soulmates."
Rating: G
Pairings/Characters: Edward/Bella, Jacob/Bella
Length: 400 words
Genres: romance, angst, introspective
A/N: Yay for new fandom fic. I recently read "Eclipse", and a lot of the last half of it really bothered me. Bella's reactions to things seemed... off-kilter, and, actually, the entire part about her having two soulmates bothered me too. I sat down to write something else (original fic, actually) but Eclipse was on my mind the entire time and this just happened to be what came out. Ironically, I wound up going back to the notion of Bella's dual soulmates. Even though I still don't like the notion of two soulmates since it kind of defeats the whole purpose of a soulmate, this comes across decidedly less angry at the whole notion than I actually am. Whether that's a good thing or not, I'm not sure. lol. Anyway, read and enjoy.


Soulmates

Soulmates. Any lucky normal person on the face of the earth has one, if even they have that.

I've told myself that I have two, which should be impossible. But I guess that's just me – because I'm not lucky or normal, I get two instead of one.

One of these soulmates I call my sun. He is the light that pierces through any cloud that dares to surround me, warming me up when I've grown cold. But many a time, he is not simply warm, he is hot, roasting everything around him. Being close to that, I often run the risk of being burned. At any time it is alive, that heat would be easily able to reach out and scald me.

My other soulmate, though, is not my sun. He is more than my sun, more than my world. He is the vast universe that enfolds them both. He is vast and seemingly endless, far more intimidating and impossible than the simplicity of my sun. He is comprised of hidden mysteries beyond even the far-flung edges of the galaxy, deep and hard to find. I wonder many a time if I'll ever, even in eternity, be able to understand him. It is a cold, real possibility, a reminder of the vacuum of space.

Physically too, my soulmates are a sun and an outer space universe: fire and ice, hot and cold. Even in reality, my sun's hot skin can radiate warmth through me like an infectious fever. In that same reality, my universe's skin is cold like the vacuum of space, chilling to the touch in more ways than one.

They are so different, and yet they are both mine. Two soulmates to hold my heart and to own it.

I know they both love me, and I love both of them, but I have to wonder if it's even the same. Is it even fair for me to compare the two objects of my love like I do? And really, is it fair to compare my sun, shining as it is, to my entire universe? Is it fair to even put the two on the same level, to lump them together as one?

I have to wonder, is it even fair that I call them both my soulmates?

THE END


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