What if Edward was tragically lost? The possibility of Jacob's Renesmee impossible? This is my view on the possible destruction of Edward Cullen...
1.
I stood on the cliff's edge, wondering if I should just jump and see if Jacob would come for me then. I sat on the boulder near the edge. I don't know how long I just sat there, internally debating the jump.
"Hello," A shrill, bird like voice cooed.
I felt my eyes widen, I knew that voice... "Victoria,"
"Hello, Bella. I'm surprised your dogs have left you alone this long," Those wild red curls were straightened and slicked back into a dramatically high ponytail.
"Victoria," I whispered, shaking my head from side to side, as if the simple act would somehow remove Victoria completely.
"Yes, we've covered this already," She sighed, feigning exasperation. "I have to tell you, those guard dogs are something else. Smelly, but special,"
I slid down the rock until my feet were firmly pressed to the ground. "What do you want?" I asked, trying to make myself taller. It was useless, I was a human. Victoria was one of the fastest vampires around.
"You," She smiled, seeming to find the fact thrilling. In one smooth motion, her face was mere inches from mine. "Revenge is a wonderful thing," She then did something I had never expected her to do, she gripped my hand in her cold one. Her fangs sank into the exact spot James sank his so long ago. "You'll live forever knowing that Edward left you to die a miserable human,"
The most terrible sound pierced the air; something like a howl of pain that cut off with a choked growl. Above the feeling of soaring, I felt the eerily familiar burn of vampire venom. I hit water a few seconds after I began to scream.
I was vaguely aware that I should be holding my breath, but the screams that ripped from my throat were not voluntary. I felt the warm hands on my hips, they drug me through the churning waters. I lay limp as in my rescuers arms, a numbness washed over the parts of my body that wasn't burning. The burning hadn't moved much farther upwards, settling just above my elbow.
I focussed on stifling the screams that seemed to be endless. I was on the rocky shore when I finally got control of them. They came out as slight whimpers at moment. The numbness seemed to fighting off the venom. I had no idea what the numbness was, but I felt myself urging it on.
"Bella!" I heard a familiar husky voice whisper. Jacob... "I'm here Bells, right here,"
My eyes wouldn't cooperate, I was desperate to tell him I wasn't hurting anymore. The numbness that seemed to fight the venom was potent. I could only feel the stinging pain of salt water on the bite mark. It was unbelievable, but I forced my mind to accept it. Whatever it was, it saved my life. I was grateful, if not a little sceptical.
"If she changes, Jacob," I listened to Sam's annoyingly authoritative voice. "We can't just turn the other way,"
"The hell you can't!" Jacob roared.
"I'm fine," I rasped. "Absolutely fine," My voice was wavering, but it was more due to shock than pain. I felt wonderful, to be honest.
"What?" I heard the words echoed around me in different voices, all of them slightly different yet they all seemed to make me realize how crazy I sounded.
"Impossible," Sam whispered.
"How? You're just human!" I heard Embry's awed whisper, even from the distance.
"It has been like 30 minutes," Quil knelt down next me, his face contorting into a huge grin. Had it been that long? It felt like an eternity, yet it also felt like seconds. "Welcome back Bells," He stuck his hand out, his eyes warm.
"Welcome, yeah, right," I heard Leah whisper.
I took Quil's offered hand, Jacob's hand in the small of my back, holding me upright. I turned to glare at Leah, she gave me a confused look. "You heard that?" She whispered again.
"Yeah,"
"Impossible,"Sam whispered again.
"You've said that already," I muttered, not sure how he would react to the weak teasing gesture.
"You heard that? Both times?"
"Yeah," I looked down at my wrist, a gasp escaping my mouth. Both scars were gone. There was no trace of either of them, the skin there seemed looked smooth enough.
"Bella," Jacob took my wrist in his hands, before pressing a chaste kiss to the skin there. Our eyes met, and in that moment my world shifted. It felt as if something clamped around my heart, tugging me towards Jacob with sudden fever. His eyes were shining bright with excitement and locked on mine. "Bella,"
"Jake?" He turned, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my hair. I normally would've shrugged him off but, it felt right to be near him. Besides, that insistent tugging on my heart took a rest.
"Why not a month ago?" Embry asked.
I tilted my head, not understanding exactly what he meant. Jacob smiled tenderly, "I promise I'll explain later,"
I gave him an annoyed look, but inevitably shrugged it off. There were bigger problems at the moment. "Victoria?"
"Won't ever touch you again," Jacob growled.
"Is she..."
"Dead? No, she was never alive to begin with," Quil sneered.
"Seth and Paul are lighting the fire now." Sam tilted his head, as if to asses me.
I looked down at my body, wondering what exactly saved me. I felt...hyper. Maybe that was just the nerves. It was odd though, to feel so alive after coming so close to death. I mentally checked all my limbs, finding them all present and unharmed. Whatever just prevented the inevitable, it seemed to have stayed, though. My heart beat at a faster pace, eyes saw much farther, ears reached farther, and I swear all the guys eyes had a brown glow.
"Jacob," I whispered, he immediately looked down at me. His eyes had the same glow.
"Your eyes,"
"What about them,"
"All of your eyes glow."
"What?"
"Your eyes glow," I repeated, maybe I was going crazy. But, I looked at everyone of the guys who were standing around. Their. Eyes. Glowed.
"I think you hit your head," Quil said.
"Jacob," I whimpered, he had to believe me. Everyone else looked at me like I was a child.
"You're sure?"
"Yes," I demanded.
"I'm taking you to Billy, maybe he will know what happened," Jacob took my arm, guiding me through the woods carefully. About halfway back to the beach, my foot caught on a root. I shocked myself when I began to fall. As if my arm had a mind of it's own, faster than possible my hand shot out and caught the tree.
"Bella," Jacob whispered, shaking his head in disbelief.
"I know," I looked up into his glowing eyes and grinned, "I know,"