Title: Dreaming of Her Continuation #2
Chapter Title: Surprise
Chapter Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I were the owner and creator of Twilight, then there would have been smut in the book. So, you know I don't own anything cause there was a very low supply of that . . .
A/N: Okay, this will be the second continuation of Dreaming of Her. Yeah! I will try to live up to TigersFlame (the wonderful creator of this spectacular idea) and AliceAndBellaFriendsForever (soon to be BelliceForever – or so I've heard). Hope you like. And yes, I got permission to do this, if anyone is wondering.
By the way, I will be starting where AliceAndBellaFriendsForever left off – when Alice was wearing the pretty red dress and her and Bella were dancing and an unknown person walked in and screamed "ALICE!" You may want to go back and read those if you'd like. :)
Without further ado . . .
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Bella's POV
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"Bella, I know about the dream you had, about how you felt yesterday," she said.
How did I not recognize that she would know? I could feel tears form in my eyes. "I'm sorry –" I was cut off by Alice's finger pressing against my lips.
"I never said I was mad at you," she smiled softly.
"You're not?" I asked, a bit surprised.
"No, I'm not," she smiled, leaning in a bit closer. "In fact I've loved you ever since the first day I saw you in my visions."
I could feel my heart beat rise as I leaned in to meet Alice's lips. Her lips were so soft against mine, her arms pulling me closer, sending chills down my spine. Alice pulled back a few minutes later and smiled, "I told you your dream would be a reality soon."
I smiled. "I lo –" I was cut off by a yell somewhere close by.
"Alice!"
We both snapped away from each other. I didn't dare look anywhere near the front door where our audience was, too afraid of what I would see. I already knew who it was. That voice is so familiar. And right now, it was cold and angry and pained.
Edward.
There was only one time when his voice sounded as it did now, and that was when he was trying to convince me that he still loved me after he just up and left me here to rot. This was the same voice he used that always broke my heart. Ironic how now I was breaking his.
"Edward, I can expl –" I tried to get out, but he cut me off with a huff.
"Don't," he whispered harshly. "I . . . I can't believe this! With my own sister?" he practically yelled.
"Look who's talking," Alice said softly, but I could tell her words were meant to pierce right through his silent heart. I looked at her, confused. Why was Alice making Edward feel guilty when we were the ones hurting him? Something was in the air, like both of them knew something that I didn't.
Edward glared at Alice. "Excuse me?" he managed to struggle the words through clenched teeth. His pain seemed to have transformed into pure hatred, a look that scared me shitless. My heart was pulsating in my chest so that it was making my whole body vibrate with each pound.
"Don't play stupid or innocent with me, Edward. You saw the vision I had. You knew this was coming. And you . . . you can't speak of betrayal when it comes to Bella," she replied calmly, but her voice was still deadly. Angry. Edward and I both stared at her, baffled. What was she talking about? "Edward, I think it's time you told Bella. Everyone is sick and tired of covering for you. Especially me."
Edward looked over at me and sighed. His eyes kept flickering to Alice as he stepped closer to me, but Alice's expression remained stoic, almost daring. Whatever it was that he did, it pissed her off considerably. Considering Alice's personality, that was a very difficult thing to do.
"Fine," he retorted, looking at Alice. His hard, golden eyes turned to mine. "Bella, come with me," he said, reaching for my hand, but Alice stepped in front of me and blocked him.
"No. I told Charlie that she will be remaining here this weekend. She will be staying with me. Why don't you just grow a pair and tell her already, Edward. Every single day since two months ago, you told us you would tell her. You've just been going around lying to everyone, haven't you?" she asked harshly.
"Alice, this is between Bella and I," Edward snapped.
"No, this is between all three of us."
"Why does it involve you?"
"You know exactly why."
Their argument was making me impatient. I wanted to know what the hell was going on. I hated being in the dark. Turning to Alice, I rested my hand on her shoulder to quiet her. My head was parallel to the floor, my shoulders slumped, but my eyes were glaring at Edward. "What is she talking about, Edward?"
"I . . . I'm sorry, Bella, but I . . . I don't think . . ." he trailed off, running his hands through his disheveled hair in a frustrated manner. "Bella, I haven't been as faithful to you as I told you I was."
I could almost hear my heart rip.
"You've been . . . ch-cheating on me? With who!" I wasn't just saddened or shocked, or sickened for that matter. I was angry – so much that I could feel the tears coming back – even though they had no right to be there. I had just kissed his sister, but I didn't fuck her behind his back – for two fucking months.
"Her name is Tanya. She helped me after I left you last September."
Tanya. From the Denali clan. The woman he said had feelings for him. That was who he was cheating on me with? "Right. And by 'helping' you mean 'fucking' right?" I asked him mockingly.
He grimaced, but nodded his head. "I broke it off when I thought you were dead. I couldn't live with myself."
"And yet two months ago you decided to go back for more."
"Bella you don't understand!"
"No, Edward, I don't! And I don't care to, either." I turned away from him, unable to look at him without gagging. "I can't do this anymore, Edward, I'm sick of it. So. Sick. Of it. This will be the last time you ever hurt me like this."
"Bella!" he pleaded, his voice was strained with pain, but I didn't really care at the moment. It was selfish of me, but all I could think about was my own pain.
I ignored him and ran out the door into the cold rain. My head was spinning. So many things were happening all at once and my fragile, human mind couldn't sort it all out. Alice said she loved me. Alice had kissed me and I had kissed her back. Alice had stood up for me when Edward got mad. Alice forced Edward to tell the truth because he wouldn't do it on his own. Edward cheated on me.
I was upset and so goddamned angry I could spit.
I was also confused.
I couldn't stay here this weekend, it was too much. Sure, Alice would be here, but so would Edward, and if it hurt to think about him, then surely it would hurt worse to see him, hear him, smell him, be so close to him. I thought I was mature enough to handle anything, but apparently I don't know myself as well as I thought I did.
My clothes were soaked and the rain was mixing with my salty tears. I couldn't even move. I just wanted to lay here on the muddy ground and cry till I couldn't cry anymore. I wanted to scream so loud that my throat bled. I wanted to hit something – anything – so hard just so I could make something feel the pain I was feeling. This horrible, excruciating pain that, for some reason, only made me angrier, but not at Edward. At myself.
I'm pathetic. Laying here like this in the goddamned fucking rain wailing like a baby. I've cried enough over him.
Just as I was about to force myself to get up, I felt two strong, small arms lift me up. The arms cradled me to a hard, shapely chest and my head fell against it. The familiar smell of cinnamon and vanilla engulfed my senses.
Alice.
I readjusted myself in her arms to where I could rest comfortably against her and then laid my head in the crook of her neck, smelling her sweet, intoxicating scent. I didn't know where she was taking me. All I did know was that Alice was there for me when Edward hurt me. She was always there for me and whenever I was depressed or angry, Alice always knew what to say, even if it meant saying nothing at all. She was the first one of the Cullen's to accept me, not Edward, because she had the vision of me before he even saw me in person. She had told me that she'd loved me since her very first vision of me and I knew she was being honest. She would never lie to me. Never has. And not once had Alice let me down. Ever.
It was then that I realized, I was not simply attracted to her like I had been suspecting since that dream.
I was in love with her.
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Well, I hope you liked it! I'm sorry it was short, but this is the first chapter and I wanted to see the response I would get. I'm not looking for reviews. I can get one or one thousand, but however many I get, I will try my best to finally finish this story. =) And I will reply to each one I get that is signed. If it's not, then give me a way to contact you if you'd like.
Reviews would be nice though . . .
I will probably make it in Alice's POV in the next chapter, just so everyone can see what she's thinking and stuff.
And once again, I would like to thank AliceAndBellaFriendsforever for letting me adopt this story! =D
Flames and criticism welcome.
Next chapter out sooner or later.