*DISCLAIMER: EVERYTHING "TWILIGHT" BELONGS TO STEPHANIE MEYER.*
AUTHORS NOTE*THIS STORY FOLLOWS THE PATH STARTED IN NEW MOON, BUT TAKES A TURN FOR THE…WELL YOU WILL SEE. JUST KEEP IN MIND ALL EVENTS TAKE PLACE AFTER EDWARD LEFT BELLA IN THE WOODS THANKS!*
Second Chances
By: jadedgoddess
"For Display Only"
*Bella POV*
He ran his hands down my body, slowly…"Are you sure love?" He asked in his velvety voice. "Of course love, I've always been ready for you. I love you." The conviction in my voice was stronger then I would have thought possible. I feel him pressing into me, at a maddening pace….ever so gently….his mouth at my ear…"This is it love." I feel his teeth pressing into my neck…..
*beep beep beep beep beep beep beep*
"Seriously?" I growled at the stupid alarm that always seemed to be just out of reach. The same dream every night for the last 10 years, and it always ended the same. "Dammit!" I cursed at what I'm not sure…the sunlight spilling in the window, the alarm maybe, or my dream Edward who always seemed to leave me just as unsatisfied as the real one did.
Muttering profanities under my breath I rolled out of bed shut the alarm off and headed to the shower. How is it that everyday always begins the same? I mean really? Why can't I get lucky just once and finish my lovely dream? Or even better replace my Bram Stoker Casanova with some dime a dozen talent less actor that I've actually seen naked (at least partially in some "B" movie) where he has no choice but to perform up to my specifications or else I would be forced to leave him on the moon, or feed him to the zombies waiting outside. But no, that's too much for a girl to hope for.
One terrible nights sleep, unfulfilled sexual fantasy, and cold shower later…I was headed out the door to a job that, thankfully, I actually enjoyed. This was the ray of sunshine that I clung too day by boring day. You see in all those lovely fairytales they cram down our throats as little girls, we are all princesses and there is a prince charming on a white horse and a huge castle waiting for us. Well I got news for you. Fairytales do nothing but set girls up for disappointment. They give grown women nightmares because they portray men who don't exist and happy endings that are about as likely as snow in Florida in July. UGH! What a way to start a day.
I only lived a couple miles from work so it didn't take me long to get there. Thankfully traffic wasn't too terrible. I pulled into my usual parking spot 30 minutes early which suited me just fine. I always preferred to be the first one in the library in the morning, that way I got first dibbs on the books in the 24 hour return box. How sad that my life has come to this? I'm the librarian at a local library in a town of maybe 3000. The pay was decent I suppose, I knew all my patrons by first name and they all knew to leave me alone. Alone. Alone was simple. There was no one to let me down, and no one for me to disappoint with my less than amazing existence. My heart was safer this way, tucked in a pretty pink box covered with ribbons and bows. It was wrapped protectively in the pathetic memories of a love that went wrong. It remains hidden on the highest shelf in the darkest corner of my vault, behind the bottles of tears I cried and the years of self doubt and loathing I subjected myself to… never to be toyed with again. It was officially "for display only". Yup, life was good, and easy. I was content.