What happens if Victoria was never killed? What happens when she forms an army of over one hundred and threatens to kill Bella and everyone she loves? This is no eclipse.
Five years after the incident with James, Victoria had never shown back up. She never formed an army and she was never killed. She never tried to take revenge of the death of James. So why was she back now? As Edward was out hunting, Victoria cornered him with a troop of over one hundred vampires. She threatened to kill Bella if he or the Cullen's stayed with her. She promised to leave her alone if they left. Edward has a hard decision, but after a lot of thought, he decides what's best for Bella. There was no way the Cullen's or the wolves could beat Victoria and her evil band of newborns.
So he leaves her.
"Edward…" My breathing was heavy, my pulse quickening with every intake of breath. "Don't do this again."
I watched his facial expression turn from confident to confused and then back to confident again. His eyebrows knitted together and his head lowered slightly. "Bella, I have to leave." He finally looked at me, "I don't love you. I never did. When I left you the first time, it was a joke. But this time…" He looked away, "This time I'm serious about not loving you."
I felt my heart drop down to the wet dirt ground. I felt my jaw open and all the blood drain from my face. I was ready for Emmett to pop out from behind a tree and yell 'gotcha', but it never happened. It was never going to happen.
I blinked twice and shook my head, "You don't mean this Edward." I took a step closer to him but he stepped back before I could touch him. My head dropped and I felt tears form into my eyes. I let them fall down my cheeks and soak into my jacket.
I heard Edward take in a deep, unnecessary breath, "I'm sorry it turned out like this. I mean, we both knew it wouldn't work."
Looking up to him, I almost expected him to give me a hug, or a kiss on the forehead like the last time he had left me. But he didn't. I looked up to see him staring at me, his eyes full of what I thought was pain, but I shook it off as hatred.
His lips parted and I thought he was going to say something, but he closed his jaw firmly shut and looked away. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind, but when my eyelids parted, he was gone.
My knees began to weaken and I felt as if I had gone back into the past. I pressed my eyes together tightly again and then collapsed onto the ground. There was no reason to chase after him like I had so many years earlier. My hands molded around my face and I felt the cold metal of my engagement ring.
He had promised that he would change me into one of them, but we'd have to get married first. After a few days I agreed and he presented me with the ring that belonged to his grandmother. I couldn't even look at it right now. He had proposed weeks before this. Before now. It took him this long to where he realized that he actually didn't want me. He finally realized what the hell he was getting into and decided to bail.
I mean, I understood. I had been waiting for a time where he would finally realize this, but ever since we got engaged, the thought had never came to mind. I thought that he would want me forever.
I guess I was wrong.
I started to hum my lullaby and rocked back and forth in my backyard. The day started off fine. But I had been feeling Edward's stiffness around me for the past few days. I should've known that this was coming. I held my breath as I felt cold wet droplets of rain fall down onto my body. I pressed my eyes together tightly and lost myself in my heavy sobs.
