Anticipation
Disclaimer: All Stephenie Meyers
By the way, if the 'theory' offends anyone than I'm terribly sorry. I don't mean it to be offensive, I was just musing the other day and I came up with this. So please don't read too much into it. Thanks!
Tonight was the night. I'd been waiting for this moment. It was a good thing. Edward peered at me worriedly, I smiled at him reassuringly; I don't know who needed more reassurance: him or me. I sighed.
I was going to die today.
Of course I'd come back and spend the rest of eternity with Edward and the rest of my new family which was wonderful, fantastic.
But try as I might to deny it to myself and others; I was petrified. I know this was my choice; I was going to spend eternity with my husband. And I was thrilled about it. But the word dying kept floating round my head, like an ominous cloud before a storm, Oppressing and dark. I felt like it was suffocating me.
I have a theory about death. You see, the human race has a subconscious fear of death. We know we will die but we don't know when or how, and it's the not knowing that terrifies us more than anything else. I believe it's why religion is so popular; all religions have some other worldly being; a god of some sort. It also gives us a path to life, a way that leads us to 'the next level'. Heaven or hell, Reincarnation or whatever their belief may say. It guarantees us that there is 'life after death', whatever that 'life' may be.
My life was going to be here on earth, in the arms of my husband. Forever.
Forever's a long time, Bella My mother used to say to me, usually when I had sarcastically over-exaggerated just how long I would hate something. It did seem appropriate now. The 'forever' that linked me and Edward was far more literal than my mother knew.
Forever's a long time, Bella.
I smiled.
I know.
OK. This was originally part of my Story The Beginning of Forever. But i think the foramt in which i wrote it is better suited as a one - shot.
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