Ok. so this is my first fanfiction. I am new to writing but i've been reading different stories, and decided to write my own. Hope you enjoy...
Broken Promises
Chapter 1: Upon Returning
EPOV
What a pathetic creature I am. Not only did I put Bella in constant danger with my presence before I left, but now my weakness and selfishness has led me to a place I swore never to return to. So here I am, standing in the woods, staring at her window that lay only a mile away. However, despite what risk my being backing Forks would impose on her, I couldn't be happier as I gaze upon the familiar window. How many times have I entered Bella's room that way to lie with my angel as she drifted to sleep? Oh how I wished to do it now.
But would she accept me? I hadn't thought about that fact until this moment. What if she did not love me, but rather…despised me? What if she had moved on, just as I had first intended? Of course, I would have no one to blame for that but myself.
I cringed at the thought of, but could not banish it away. Anxiety pulsed through me as I took a deep unnecessary breath to calm my nerves. That didn't seem to help. An image of my Bella-------no, she isn't my Bella anymore now is she? ------with that vial Mike Newton tormented my thoughts.
"Ugh. No!" But then I saw it...her face, those lovely chocolate brown eyes, her soft delicate skin, and oh, that blush. That blush made me feel as if my cold, dead heart could still beat.
So that's when I finally gave up with waiting.
I started toward her house in a walk, excitement building in each step, and before I knew it, I had picked up my speed tremendously.
As I got closer I was hit with the force of her glorious scent.
Freesias. It was this sweet intoxication that made that past few months apart seem ludicrous. But as I flourished in its sweetness, I couldn't help but notice a difference,. There was something else mixed in that threw her scent off. it was almost…..salty.
As if she had been crying. Or…was crying at this moment. A surge of hope coursed through me. Could it be, that these tears she shed were for me? Me, a soulless creature of the night who was selfish enough to fall in love with the epitome of perfection that is Bella?
But then, that was such a ridiculous concept, to think that her love could match my own. It would be more sensible to think that what she thought was love, was merely simple fascination. And for a human it seems very likely for her to confuse the two.
If I were less selfish, it would be easier for me to accept this. But the fact is, I would rather suffer one thousand torturous deaths then live throughout forever without her. I didn't care whether she loved me or not, as long as she would have me.
I was abruptly shaken for my train of thought by the sound of heavy sobs. So she was crying!!!
My heart felt as if it would sink as I continued to listen to her pain. All at once I wanted to comfort her, to wrap her in the stone cold protection of my arms. Then I would make a vow right there, to never leave her side again.
The angel spoke between sobs. "Ed-edw-ward."
This was accompanied by a fresh wave of tears. Without much thought, I silently made my way up towards the entrance of her window. Expectancy gripped me hard and I was fully aware of my shaking hands as I closed the distance between myself and the window. However, I was nowhere near prepared for what I saw. It was Bella, broken and crumpled on the floor, far too skinny from what I remembered. Her hair was in disarray and a few loose strands clung to her wet face.
As I looked at her eyes, I saw a blank canvass. The gleam in them that I had loves so much was faded to nothing; she was barren of all hope and life. Her cries shook the bed that she leaned on for support. It took her a great deal of effort as she stood up and reached out for her CD player….
As the sound of Bella's lullaby filled the room, I instantly regretted the decision of hiding her possessions under her floorboards. Bella fell to her knees and wrapped her arms around her chest, as if to hold herself together. She was also clutching something to her heart. I recognized it to be that the last picture taken of us all those months ago.
I cursed myself for this mistake for the memory had only brought her pain. I ached so badly for her, for this goddess in anguish.
"Oh Bella…" I whispered as tearless sobs racked through by body.
There was a small gasp from inside the room and when I looked up, Bella's big, brown, tear-filled eyes met mine. I knew there was no hiding after that moment. Just as I knew that I couldn't turn away if I wanted to. Nor did I want to. I stepped through the window. As I approached Bella, she stood there motionless, yet slightly trembling.
Hesitantly I reached out to touch her flushed, rosy cheek.
She was always so fragile, being human, that I had been afraid of breaking her with the most simplistic touch. Now, seeing her in her current state, that fear had been increased. But Bella, never being frightened by the ferocity of my strength, pressed my palm closer with her own hand. The contact shot sparks shooting up throughout the length of my arm. She had not turned me away…yet.
All the while her lullaby continued to grow to its crescendo, and as the final chord hung in the air my Bella collapsed in my arms.
I faintly brought my lips to her ear. "Its ok love, I'm here."
There you go. Chapter 1. Now, lets play a little game. I get 5 reviews...you get next chapter. Flames are acceppted,and i apologize for any grammar mistakes. But honestly, i am really looking for some feadback on what you guys liked, adn what you want to be improved. Thanks!