I was sitting on the chair, waiting. The neon lights above me were flickering, they were warning me. He would come and find me soon, and then everything would change; That much I knew.
It had been far too long since we had last seen one another... since he left me to rott.
My breath was caught in my throat, as he pushed me up against the wall of his room, his eyes black. His hands against the wall, locking me into his trap. My lips were being assaulted by his ravenous cold flesh. My hands making their way under the hem of his shirt, feeling his cold, solid body. He pulled his lips away from mine, pressing his forehead against mine, "I need to sto--" he started. "Shut up." My voice was cold, husked with desire. I quickly pulled his lips back onto mine, my tongue making it's way past his lips. And that was it... I pushed him too far. His hand nearly broke my shoulders as he slammed my back onto the wall; out of instinct, I wrapped my legs around his waist, ignoring the pain that now rocked through my body. He pulled his mouth away from mine, and glided his nose along my jaw line, taking deep, ragged breaths. I hardly even noticed him bite into my warm flesh. A gasp shot through my lips as I placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him closer to me. He suddenly let go of me, letting me slide down the wall, crashing onto the floor. Across the room, he was bent over, his hands shaking against his knees. "Fuck!" He growled, he looked up at me, his red eyes burning into mine; and then, almost as if his eyes had sparked a fire, my entire body began to burn, as though my blood was boiling beneath my skin. My breaths were sharp, and it was as though someone was pushing down on my chest, forcing the air out of my lungs. "Help..." I managed to moan out as he turned to the door, punching a hole through it. "FUCK!" His scream shook the floor, and my heart suddenly felt as though it was being squeezed, as if it was a sponge. He turned to look into my pained eyes before disappearing through the door... leaving me tossing and turning on the floor.
I had never seen him again... when the overwhelming pain subsided, I found the room completly wrecked. I had stepped out of his room, only to find everything gone. Nothing. No cars. No furniture. No one. No Edward.
Over eighty years had past, and I had managed to thrive in the changing world without Edward, without his guidance, without his family. And yet here I was, awaiting his arrival. I closed my eyes and visualized him, walking towards a large building, being dragged by his sisters. My eyes shot open, a smile making its way onto my porcelain lips. Finally.
I stood up, making my way past the open door, down the dirty hallways. The neon lights flickered furiously as I passed them... My black heels clicked on the floor all the way to large metal doors that took up the entire wall. I placed my hand infront of me, and the heavy doors flew open.
I was pushed onto one of the red silk couches by my sisters. Of couse, Emmet and Jasper were with us, but they only seemed to enjoy watching Alice and Rose drag me around. This club, if you can call it that, was packed. It was, however, packed with people of our kind. The things that were going on would have made any human blush or run with fear. Our numbers had grown substansially over the years, and it seemed as though we developped a sense of community.
I never joined my family when they came to these places, knowing full well of the distastefull things that went on here, but on this particular night I had caved in. Years of torment had finally worn me down. Heavy music was blasting through large speakers, perhaps not my favorite music, but a great beat none the less. I searched the room, looking for my now dissapeared siblings, when something in the corner of my eyes caught my attention. Black heels, legs for days, tight black skirt, skin tight white dress shirt,unbottoned, showing off clevage. Then it hit me as my eyes travelled north to her face... it was her...
His eyes looked me over, as a bitter taste made it's way to the back of my throat. My eyes narrowed themselves as he finally saw my face. He realized who I was, and had he been human, his heart would have stopped beating. He stood up, shocked, unsure. I started making my way towards him slowly, parting the crowd. He looked delicious, dressed head to toe in black, a colour I had hardly ever seen him wear. His tousled hair hadn't changed a bit, his eyes were the deep topaz colour that I had loved so long ago. A hand reached out and grabbed his; Alice. She starred at me, unsure wether to be afraid, surprised or happy. I reached them, I got as close to him as I possibly could, my face less then 2 inches away from his.
"Hello Edward..." My husky voice let out.
"Bella." His voice was angry.
"Oh Edward... you haven't changed a bit." I smirked, knowing what his next move would be. I always knew. He grabbed my hand forcefully, sending shocks through my body; something I hadn't expected.
"You've changed." His eyes were black, his voice stern. Oh how right he was. It seemed that being turned had not only made me devastatingly beautiful, bold, and talented; I could see everything that was happening in the present moment, no matter where it was, I could control objects, no matter how heavy of large they were, and what was perhaps my greatest gift of all, blood still ran through my body, my heart was still beating, even though i had no use for it.
"No, Edward, you changed me, remember?" I whispered, my lips now at his ear. "I'm not foolish enough to think you forgot about that, love..." My lips brushed against his ear lightly as I breathed in his scent, it was dizzying..
"Your heart..." His voice was deep, dark. Of course he could hear my heart beat, of course he could smell my blood... I could make any vampires go insane, they would search for the source of the blood, thirsty, only to find me.
"Still beating, but dead... I guess I just wasn't ready to lose my heart." As the words left my lips, my mind questioned itself, should I hate him? or should I love him as I once had?
"Bella..." Alice's soft voice brought me back to the task at hand, she was searching for answers, coincidently the same ones i was searching for. She couldn't see wether I would forgive him or not, her inability to see past this point drove her crazy. I smiled at her, ignoring the voice in the back of my head telling me to hate her for leaving me, for following her brother.
"Hello Alice." I turned my attention back to Edward. He was still taller then me, and still intimidating, but somehow that didn't make me want to back down.
"Come with me." His voice was forcefull, his hand dragging me with him as he ran through the crowd, leaving a stunned Alice standing by herself, a shocked Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie making their way towards her.
We made our way to a small hotel room. The walls were dark red, the bed covered with black sheets. He pushed me down onto the bed, I quickly sat myself up, leaning on one hand, my legs strewn seductively on the bed. He stood infront of me, looking down at me.
"Bella, I'm sorry." He eyes grew sad. And then something snapped inside my head, I lost control of myself, I lunged at him, pushing him up against the wall, denting the plaster with his body.
"You fucking asshole! You fucking left me! YOU LEFT ME! I HAD NO WHERE TO GO! NO ONE TO TURN TO! YOU DIDN'T WANT TO TURN ME BECAUSE YOU DIDNT WANT TO DAMN ME AND YET WHEN YOU DO CHANGE ME YOU LEAVE ME BY MYSELF? YOU DAMN ME TO SPEND MY LIFE ALONE? AND THEN YOU SEE ME AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS "I'M SORRY" ?" My voice was booming, and without thinking, my hand slapped him across his perfect face. The slap made a thunderous noise, shaking the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
His eyes seemed to register pain for a split second, before he bowed his head... was he ashamed now?
"I didn't want to change you Bella! I LOST CONTROL! I'M SORRY! I'VE BEEN LIVING WITH THIS GUILT FOR MORE THEN HALF A CENTURY NOW! IM FUCKING SORRY! There hasn't been a SINGLE FUCKING DAY when I don't THINK ABOUT YOU! Fuck Bella, I don't think you know how fucking sorry I am, how fucking much I love you..." His hands somehow managed to make their way to my face, cupping it gently. It was only then that I realized that a tear was streaming down my cheek, a downside to my humanity. His lips fell softly to my cheek, catching the solitary tear. He licked his lips quickly, tasting it. I took myself out of his grip, and walked backwards until my knees reached the bed, he walked slowly towards me.
"Bella... can you believe that after all this I still love you? That I never stopped?" His voice was soft, his eyes the radiant topaz that indicated his sincerity. His face was only an inch from mine, his cool breath blowing onto my long eyelashes. Out of instinct, my hands rested on his chest.
"Can you believe that for 86 years I've been all over the world, completly empty, driving everyone crazy, because the only thing I wanted to do was run back to you, and hold you? Bella, leaving you there was the worst thing that's ever happened to me... I wasn't able to look at myself for years, knowing I was the monster that did this to you. I love you so fucking much... I hope you know that, Isabella." His whispers sent tingles down my spine... I starred into his eyes, knowing that what i was about to do next would change the game completly.