BELLA'S POV
The fire which burned within me was excruciating. No words could describe the agony I had to face as the flames licked every nook and cranny of my body, as they travelled from my neck all the way to my toes. I wanted to scream, to cry, and to beg for someone to kill me but I couldn't. I wouldn't allow him to suffer what I was suffering. He already suffered before and it was I who wanted this. And so, I suffered in silence. It was one thing that I would never want to share with him.
But with so much agony, one can really question how I am able to hold back all the screams and all the cries. I would admit that it was no easy feat but the cool hand grasping onto my burning one played an extremely important role. It was my pillar of strength, the one telling me why I'm going through this and also the reward I would get after all this was over.
It felt like a thousand years before the pain subsided a little. The fire started to go away first from my toes then my fingertips. Relief coursed through me as the fire slowly faded away. What shocked me and brought me to a panic was the increased heat I felt around my heart. The fire burnt stronger than anything at that point and I was thrashing about on the bed. I wanted it to go away so badly but it wouldn't. I tried to push it away but it just wouldn't go anywhere until it had finished that task it was assigned to do. As each second passed, the burning got even stronger, hotter by the minute. My heart was beating faster than it ever had – even faster than when Edward touched me and caused me to blush.
Edward… Just one word and I remembered why I was going through all this agony. I'm going through all this for him, for me, for us. I wanted us to be equals, to be able to protect each other and not him always protecting me. I wanted to be a part of his world and I want for us to be together forever. By going through this, nothing will be able to separate us, not his need to stay away from me to protect me, not age, not even death could tear us apart after this was over.
But the pain at my heart was too much to bear. My nails stabbed hard onto the bed that I think it has marks now. I heard the fabric tear beneath my nails just now. The whole time I was thrashing, I couldn't feel anything. All I could sense was something hard pinning me down to the bed and someone whispering in my ear that it would be okay and that it would end soon. All sense of logic was lost, I couldn't remember anything. I couldn't remember my name, what was going on, where I was, why I was doing this.
However, the mystery person's words came true. It soon ended. I didn't realize my eyes were closed until that point of time. As I opened my eyes, I saw his face. I saw every teeny tiny detail of his perfect face. He was smiling at me. Smiling that it was over, that my suffering was over. I too smiled at him and
"Hmmm, what's my beautiful wife writing?" a velvety voice from behind sounded at my ears. At the instant I turned my head; soft lips touched mine and kissed me. I kissed back and the world seemed to have disappeared in front of me.
We both smiled as our lips parted. My smile grew bigger as I saw my husband's face in front of mine. He looked amused at what I was doing. I patted his cheek lightly and turned back to the computer and checked for errors on my writing. He pulled me up and dragged me to the couch where I sat on his lap and he wrapped his arms around me. I laid my head on his chest and thought…
Five years have passed since I was turned into a vampire. My eyes no longer had that bright fire red tint to it. My animal blood diet has diluted it to the warm gold that was the same shade as Edward's and the other Cullens. We stilled lived in the little home that Esme built for us as our wedding present though everyone in Forks has the impression that we moved to New York after the wedding. I got attached to the house you see. It was like a dream come true for me and I just couldn't leave. It doesn't really matter anyway since no one would ever venture so deep into the woods. That would be dangerous. As for the other Cullens, they moved out of Forks after Alice 'graduated' from High School. They do visit from time to time. They understand our need for privacy so they only come once every few months.
I haven't had much contact with any humans after my transformation. I haven't really spoken to my father all these years nor have I even called my best friend. I do call my father from time to time but the talks never lasted for an hour. My voice changed completely and I'm worried if I talked to him for too long, he would suspect something. I couldn't take that risk. My father or anyone I care about must never ever learn about the vampire world.
I do see my father from time to time but he would never see me. I visit him in secret. After I had learnt to control my thirst, Edward brought me to town – covered up in hoods and all. I would visit the school, the police station and La Push. Sometimes, he would bring me to Seattle and we would have a romantic date without the eating. We were just like the newly wed couple out on a normal date, hand in hand. No one suspected anything. On other times when we're not in the house, we would go have a look at my old school friends.
Jake and the girl we saw at my wedding was indeed his new girlfriend. She was Leah's cousin and had come down to visit. Jacob met her and saw something in her that he just fell for her. That's what Edward told me. But he looks happy so I'm happy for him.
"You're in a daze again. What's on your mind?" Edward asked as he kissed my head.
Got caught again… "You're good. I was just thinking about what has happened all these years. With Jacob and my dad and everything. It seems likes only yesterday that we got married."
"Yes. It seems like only yesterday," he murmured and started kissing my head to my cheek to my neck.
From there, he started kissing down to my shoulders and after that went up and trailed kisses all the way to my mouth. When his lips touched mine, I giggled and pushed him away. "You know we can't. We've already done enough damage to our home. Anymore and I think the house would collapse on us while we're naked."
"I'll protect you," he smiled and kissed me again.
I had to use all my strength to pull away from him. Our strengths matched now but it was the physical need for him that was difficult to resist. Still… "You know that's not what I mean… Remember your lesson on balancing? We can't only be doing this all the time. Believe me, I want to but we can't. We need to spare this house."
"Party pooper…" he pouted and I brought my hands to his cheeks and pinched it like how you would a little child. I smiled and gave his nose a light peck.
I got up and went back to the computer but Edward was faster than me. He sat down on the chair and pulled me onto his lap. After my first year, my strength soon subsided and I graduated from my newborn stage. It was both a happy and sad thing. I had come to enjoy the strength I had while I was a newborn. While I was all strong and all, I could match Edward's speed and everything but now, I can't even catch up to him for even a minute. Though we do race from time to time and I win, I know he's just being the doting husband and letting me win. How I know this? Well, when he races Emmett, he's like ten times faster than when he races with me. Emmett never stood a chance against Edward when it came to speed.
Edward wrapped his arms around my waist and read what I wrote and his face changed into something confused yet amused. "I really can't believe you're writing this! Of all the things, you write about the time you were burning. But I wouldn't blame you, it's one of the most distinct memories you have as a vampire."
I chuckled, "Yeah. But you made everything better." He rubbed his nose against mine.
"Why are you writing all of a sudden?" he asked.
"I got bored… Plus I've always wanted to try writing. It's something I find really interesting and since I have all the time in the world now, I thought it would be nice to try, get my feet into an author's shoes. I love reading but writing is something completely different and it really intrigues me."
"Well… If you're bored, I can always think of things we can do to pass the time…" he grinned and kissed my neck.
I pushed him away and placed my hands on either side of his face, "Let's spare this house okay? We've like destroyed more than five rooms already. Esme and the others will be coming to visit soon. We wouldn't want them to come visit pieces of rubble now would we? Emmett would never stop…"
My physical need for my husband has not subsided through the years. In fact, it got stronger and stronger. I need him so badly but yet I couldn't. We have literally destroyed more than fifty percent of the house. Most of the rooms are like in a complete mess. You wouldn't dare go in there. It's a good thing Esme has always been so gracious and would always help us fix up the place. I can't believe what we would do without her help.
Edward sighed, "I know… He wouldn't let me live it down…" He pouted and I giggled. Edward has this really childlike side to him that no one else but me knew of.
I leaned into his chest and his arms around me tightened. "I'm so bored…" I whispered.
He chuckled, "You're one to talk… I could bring you out to town? Maybe some shopping? Sightseeing?"
"Nah… Too risky. Remember the last time we went out? Jessica almost saw us. Good thing you picked up her scent quickly and we managed to leave before she could see us."
It happened about a month ago. We went to Port Angeles to do some shopping. We wore our hoods and everything but when inside the shop, we pulled it down as it wasn't very crowded and the cashier wasn't someone we recognized and all so we thought it would be fine. But guess what, Jessica Stanley – yes, the one who was the loyal follower of our dear Lauren – was like at the opposite aisle of us. She was looking at something so her head was bent down but Edward caught her scent and quickly yanked me out of the shop. I didn't recognize any of the scents of my former schoolmates so it shocked me a little when he yanked me out but he quickly explained. It was quite a close call.
Our old acquaintances from Forks High must never ever see me or Edward. To everyone, I was happily living in New York with my new family. They might not recognize me if they saw me now but if they saw Edward… Well, let's just say things are bound to happen and our secret might get exposed.
"You're right… How about dancing at La Push beach? We haven't been there in awhile."
I laughed. "You know I'm still as horrible at dancing as I was before. And I don't think it's such a good idea to go there now. The sun's out so the La Push boys are probably there."
It's true. My hand leg coordination only improved a little when I changed. No idea why this is so though. Guess vampires aren't all perfect after all. But I don't mind that, no one's perfect. I'm not as clumsy as before like I don't trip and fall all the time anymore. That's a plus point. But even if I fell now, I wouldn't get bruised or cut, the ground would be the one getting hurt.
"Hmmm, I've got nothing…" he said as he read through the computer screen, "You're a pretty good writer you know."
"You're just saying that because I'm your wife. It's your job as the doting husband to praise me," I smiled.
Amusement appeared on his face and he wiggled his nose on mine. "I'm not just saying it. I mean it. But I'll always be the better writer. No doubt," he chuckled.
I opened my mouth in mock hurt, "Are you the Edward Cullen I married five years ago? When did you become so egoistic?" I started laughing and he too laughed as he pinched my nose with his fingers.
"I'm the one you married Mrs. Cullen. I am the one who you fell in love with when you were six and married at seventeen. The one and only Edward Cullen," he grinned and I couldn't help but giggle at this side of him, the egoistic side of him. There were many sides of him, many of which only I knew of.
Suddenly, I got an idea. "Why not we do this? We have a little game on writing a story. It can be about anything but it has to be about one of us. It can be stories from the past or something."
"Hmmm… Let me think about it," he looked up at the ceiling – seriously, his expression is adorable – before he spoke again, "Sure, why not."
"Great. So the rules will be…"
"We each only write one story and it has to be about either one of us?"
"Sounds good."
"Hmmm… I like this idea. I'll start first."
"Why?" I asked in utter disbelief.
"To show you how good I am silly."
I scoffed.
"And my story I'm planning to write is before you're born. So it can start things off."
"Fine…" I said grimly. "So… we start right now?"
"How about tomorrow. I want to do something else now," he teased as he brought his lips to mine.
I pushed away but he just pulled me back, "I won't lose control. I promise."
I didn't want to deny him anymore nor could I. I just allowed myself to enjoy that little moment as his and my lips moved in sync.
So, from tomorrow, we'll be telling each other a little story huh. This is going to be interesting. I can't wait to see what he's going to tell me. Something about before I was born. This is going to be interesting. I can't wait.
So we've come to the end of my little add-on to Promise. Like it hate it? I don't know. It's getting difficult for me to write. I don't know why but all the stories I think of now just don't come to me as a movie or show. All I see are little little chunks and that's why my updates are so slow. Sorry.
Anyway, this is the one little story that I have planned out. It will be a total of four chapters but I still do hope you'll read it. I'll try making the next few chapters a little longer. *Promise.
Now, onto Kidnapped. I'm really happy that some of my readers from Promise have continued supporting me and reading Kidnapped. I'm really thankful for this. Thank you~ However, I'm putting this story on indefinite hiatus as there are really some major changes in this story. Edward does not have the characteristics as the vampires that Ms Meyer created. I'm a little afraid to continue for that as I'm bound to receive tons of flames. I get really moody when I read a flame or something negative. Sorry, it's just who I am.
I've already written a little for the next chapter so I'll see when I can write and finish it. Hopefully the magical cloud of creativity will come back to me… Hopefully re-reading the Twilight series and watching New Moon over and over again would give me my inspiration and passion back~ ;)
Till next time! (: Reviews please if you can spare me a minute or two. Thanks!
