Oh wow. Haitus do take a while, don't they? –laughs-
For those of you that don't know, I had a bout of self-hating, so I went into kind of a depression. I didn't really want to write or do much of anything. I'm better now, and back with more fanfictions! This one I wrote a few chapters ahead, so you shouldn't have to wait for update as much. Especially since it's summer :)
Basically, the plot of this fiction is my alternate verson of the end of New Moon/the book Eclipse. What would have happened if when Edward asked Bella for her choice (Jacob or him) she chose Jacob? What if her love for Edward just faded? And what if Edward, Alice and Jasper weren't the best of the gifted vampires the Volturi didn't know about?
Bolded lines at the beginning are those taken directly from the book Twilight or New Moon.
Disclaimer: Unfortuantly, I'm not popular, nor Stephenie Meyer. This is purely FAN written, and will never be sold for profit
He pulled back and inch, to stare at my face.
"Yesterday, when I would touch you, you were so… hesitant, so careful, and yet still the same. I need to know why. Is it because I'm too late? Because I've hurt you too much? Because you have moved on, as I mean for you to? That would be… quiet fair. I don't contest your decision. So don't try to spare my feelings please- just tell me now whether or not you can still love me, after everything I've done to you. Can you?" he whispered.
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I felt myself shaking, and I knew Edward was watching me. Those beautiful topaz eyes, just starring at me, pleading. An answer. He wanted an answer.
Did I still love him? Were those hesitant actions before just mere procautions, or did I truely not love him anymore? Deep in my heart, I knew though. Edward had left. He had told me to move on. And I had. It had been hard for a while, I'd been in deep depression. But I have moved on. I re-met an old friend, one who got me back up and running again, mainly with the help of a rash decision to buy two motorcycles.
I was in love with Jacob Black. It wasn't Edward anymore. I now saw Edward as a big brother figuare. My heart fluttered when he was near because of feleings I no longer had. It ached as it fluttered, and that relization hit me hard. Edward was still looking at me with those pleading eyes, but he could tell by my silence. He was just fooling himself into thinking it wasn't true.
And how much I wished it wasn't.
My heart ached as I pushed him away, unable to stand contact any longer. It was like he first left me again, that empty feeling. This wasn't my Edward anymore. I thought of him as a brother. An extreamly handsome and charming brother who I use to love. His heart wasn't for me. And mine was gone to him. His heart belonged to someone else out there, someone he hadn't met. I once held his heart.
But not anymore.
I saw the confusion writing on his face, the hope gone. His eyes closed slowly, and everything was wiped away into a look I hoped to never see again. Nothingness. His piercing gaze found my face, and I bit my lower lip, trembling.
"I'm so sorry Edward." I whispered, and felt only a faint movement of wind to announce he'd gone.
My Prince, the one I'd fallen in and out of love with, was gone.