The Killing Of time
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight ( or Edward…
Prologue
Edward Cullen, the beautiful figment of my imagination. The one person I would kill myself for, correction; the one vampire I would kill myself for.
My name is Isabella Marie Swan; I prefer Bella, but whatever. I am eighteen years old and sadly still going on my years. Just a few days ago, my life almost ended. It all started when the love of my life took me to his family's home for my eighteenth birthday, and his brother attacked me. It was my bad; sadly I had been clueless to cut myself in the beginning. Any who, ever since that day, Edward Cullen decided to leave me for the good. Oh I pained, for all of my eternity… 'It would be as if I never existed.' He told me. I still laugh about it, because without his existence, I can't be alive. But that's not where it ends, he actually was gone for a long time, and I became even more helpless. It took months until I finally cracked out of my shell that I'd built for myself, in emotional pain. The one person that made that happen was my dear best friend Jacob Black, or Jake as I prefer to call him. Anyways, my friendly werewolf Jacob Black had opened numerous doors for me. I had a choice; either live in agony and perish with tainted eyeliner running a long stream down my eyes, or raise my butt up, and do something to forget my past. I chose the one that wouldn't hurt so much. Life was alright, I'd forget about my vampire once in a while, but every time I tried something out of the ordinary, I'd always seem to remember him; Mainly because my conscience became him. I would hear Edwards voice everywhere, as if he were watching out for me. It felt good. It felt better than death in my case. How astonishing for me don't you think? Against my will, I played along and nearly killed myself several times to hear his velvet voice taunting me. But that's not all; my very best friend Jacob Black was taken away from me, and I felt weak without him. It was then that I'd feel a bit curious of his departure that I tried frantically to find him again. The only thing that I found was Jacob Black as a werewolf trapped in his manly body. I know what you're thinking, why haven't I run away from this life in Forks? Hungry Vampires, and Viscous Werewolves doesn't give you a fair chance to live, but I was used to it. I wasn't the old boring Bella Swan anymore; I was the only mortal that was stuck between two worlds; My Fantasies, and my Realities. If these fantasies were real, then so be it! Alright, so then after a few weeks or maybe a month or so, I lost track… I hung out with Jacob's Werewolf friends, and I became attached to them. The only problem between our friendships were, Werewolves had only one enemy, and that was Edward Cullen. Edward Cullen was the only thing that kept me to believe I still had a soul wandering in my lifeless form. I had to sacrifice him away from my life for a while, which I did painfully, until Jacob and I were greeted by a VERY close friend of mine. The one person I was so glad to see again. Alice, Edward's sister. Jacob wouldn't let me go see her, so making the most important decision of my life, I had to abandon him, and force myself in without him stopping me. I managed, and practically bawled my eyes out when I saw my Alice standing in my house. Her small figure, and pixie hair, I longed to see, felt so amazing to finally see again. The one reason Alice came back was to check up on me. She had seen me jump off a cliff, to end my life. I wasn't going to really end my life, but the good side of me hadn't spoken up to warn about the severe consequences, and so I practically almost died.
Just then, after a day or so, my father Charlie Swan, the one person that makes decisions for me, had left to his friend's funeral, and so Alice and I were the only ones that remained in the house. But something I never imagined had happened…Jacob came back. He wanted to protect me because he didn't trust the Cullen's family. Any of them. He argued, and I did too… Suddenly the phone had rung, and Jacob answered, telling the other person on that line that Charlie was at the funeral, and he wasn't available to talk to anyone. After he hung my dear Alice showed up to give me the deadliest news of all my eternity. My Edward was the one on the phone asking where Charlie was because he knew of my 'cliff diving' incidence, and when Jacob said he was at the funeral, Edward thought Jacob meant my funeral. And so I raced to Italy Rome (I've been there, it is beautiful! My aunt lives there, but I never saw Edward there ( )
Alice told me Edward was planning on revealing himself, and going along with the Volturi. The most dangerous Vampires of them all... Of course nothing would stop me from getting him back, and wherever he was, I was sure to go too. I didn't have the time to pack anything basically, so Alice and I set off in an instant second. I was so scared, so amazed by how much my heart willed to sacrifice so I could long to see Edward again. My heart never felt so impatient like that before. Without hesitation, we arrived and Alice even stole someone's car to get to Edward faster. It felt like forever until I reached him.
"Palazzo Dei Priori, Palazzo Dei Priori" I kept saying as I raced to his side. I desperately crashed into mothers and their children, but who cared if I hurt them? I mainly didn't care for anything more than what I was thinking about for my Edward. In the end I knew I would reach him, and save him, but the other part of me questioned if I was too late? When Alice told me to hurry, when she said I only had two minutes to 'Go Go Go!' My heart leapt in many turns. I suddenly felt sick. I ran, and ran so much my legs could have broken off. I screamed his name.
"Edward!" Screaming, until my throat felt dry, until I couldn't speak. The clock made a sound. I WAS TOO LATE! I still ran, passing through people, letting my helpless body feel cold along the water that splashed upon me. I ignored the gasps, and weeping when the sun shone on the person that almost stepped out from the shadows. I gasped myself, relieved when I saw my Edward, after such a long wait. It was him, no hallucination, no nothing, it truly was Edward Cullen, the Vampire that stole my heart, and never gave it back. I pushed harder this time, making my legs almost fly in the air, and I pushed myself on him in that brief instance.
(This part's from the book)! "No!" I screamed. "Edward, look at me!" He wasn't listening. He smiled very slightly. He raised his foot to take a step that would put him directly in the path of the sun.
I slammed into him so hard that the force would have hurled me to the ground if his arms hadn't caught me and held me up. It knocked my breath out of me and snapped my head back. His dark eyes opened slowly as the clock tolled again. He looked down at me with quite surprise.
"Amazing," He said, his exquisite voice full of wonder, slightly amused. "Carlisle was right."
(My words lol)
Of course I demanded that he should stay into the shadows, not cause a crowd and practically have himself killed. I was surprised at the sudden change in him as he hadn't moved. I never felt so relieved. Amazing, as he put it. It was amazing how I was with him again, one last time. The rest was history, except for the unexpected visit with the Volturi, and the grieving news that awaited me once I arrived back home in Forks Washington in Charlie's driveway. Yada Yada, Jacob kindly told on me after my betrayal, and Edward promised to stay with me that night. He proposed, and after my little laugh attack I finally got the fact that he wasn't joking around, and that he was plainly dead serious. I accepted, and was excited to the news that I was marrying the man of my dreams. I would finally be a vampire, and my life would begin all over again. Little did I know, was my whole past would repeat itself, and I'd go through the same pain over again, but this time…I may never see my Edward at all…
It's as if it's the killing of time…