The Once Great Love Before Bella
Chapter One
"Breathe. Please breathe," his voice rings.
In. Out. In. Out. I can barely comprehend anything. Before my death exceeds me I must tell you my story. My great love with the vampire Edward Cullen. The reasons why he will be so protective of Bella and why he will die if she dies. She is not born yet, but only I know of her and now Alice too.
My name is Evangeline. Evangeline Thorn. How ironic? Twenty-one years and none counting, because on this day of September 12, 1987 I will die.
Those golden eyes peer down at me as he pushes down on my chest. I gently lay my hand on top of his as I say, "Stop".
His mouth quivers, "No. You're going to live today and the next with me until old age comes around."
"Edward it is time," Alice softly chimes.
My brown eyes gaze up at him, "See you around Cullen Boy".
That is how our relationship started with that phrase right above this sentence…..
I had been working the midnight shift at the diner. Not knowing that the last guy that would walk in here would change my life forever.
I heard the chime of the door open, "I'll be right with you," I greeted with my slight southern accent. I moved out here to Bowie, Maryland to escape my past and to go to school. Because the life for me back in Texas would have killed me sooner.
There must have been about two or three of them and they all laughed and I remember being swayed from the sound of it. I finally got the coffee maker to work again and I twirled in front of the guys as I pulled the pen from my ear and whipped out my ticket book as I asked, "So what could I get you guys early this morning?"
Their beauty stopped me in my tracks. I could barely finish asking my question. They all looked like models as if they just got done from a shoot. My mouth made an "O" and then I blushed.
The one with the messy hair said, "Just coffee for all of us, ma'am."
I chuckled slightly, "If it will work sometimes it likes to be a pest. No need for ma'am here I'm not that old yet."
All three men laughed as I brewed their cups of coffee.
"Well my name is Evan and if any of y'all need anything don't be afraid to holler. I'll just be in the back."
A couple of minutes later only the boy with the messy hair was still sitting on the bar stool, "Well what happened to the others?"
"Making sure that all of luggage we brought is still intact. See we just moved here."
A smile creeped on my face, "Well I lived here for about a year and a half and trust me you're going to get sick of all the rain and clouds."
"It is what I will love most," he crooked his neck and it made his strong jawline protrude out even more.
I leaned into the counter and stare deep into his mysterious gold eyes, "The rain is comforting, but only so awhile because it eventually will cause disaster," the guy is stunned and sits back farther into his chair.
"I do give my apologies, for my name is Edward Cullen," he put out his hand as I shook it.
A slight smirk rolled onto my face, "Strangers come go and I doubt you'll be no different."
A brunette girl with one streak of blue going through her bangs came bustling through the door, "I am so sorry Evangeline. I know I'm late, but the damn lights never work in my favor," as she tied her apron around her waist, "need a refill sir?"
He cleared his throat as he replied, "Yes please".
As I untied my apron and let down my jet black hair that came to the bottom of my bosom I said, "See you around Cullen Boy" and left out the front door.
The drizzle had started and I fumbled to put my hood on my head. The clock tower in the distance read 4:38 AM and I was supposed to be off thirty- eight minutes ago. The night air made me shiver. Shiver in the way of my gut knew something was about to go down. Not that I had a clue anyway, but it would have been nice to be warned.
The figure came out of nowhere fast and stealthy. He smelled like death. My death. Then I felt his sticky breath on my neck and he licked me. I squirmed and pushed all my weight against him, but he felt like stone. Next I tried yelling for help, but it had been like he knew I was going to do that and covered my mouth with his hand. My eyes pleaded for him to let me go, but he just stood there as his eyes roamed my body in lust. All of sudden I felt a prick of heat on my neck and then the heat escaladed and my eyes went wide from the pain. The weaker I felt the stronger his grip wrapped around me. He let his hand go from my lips as I muttered out, "Help".
A blur knocked my intruder down and then he was dust. Golden eyes came from the shadows and I started to scream out, but he shushed me.
"What just happened?" I asked with tears flowing down my face.
Edward seemed puzzled and said, "You have just been attacked Evangeline. Let me get you to my father, he is a doctor".
I shook my head, "No! No. I want to know what just happened".
"You are in shock," Edward forcefully told me, "now Evangeline come with me."
My lips quivered and I uttered, "How do I know I can trust you?"
He sighed, "You cannot be sure," and with that he knew he had me. Then he picked me up as he carried me to wherever we were going. I didn't ask questions, at least not right then because I knew I would get them later.
We arrived at the place he wanted to be and the place felt warm and inviting. Every source of light was on and the colors were olive green and a warm brown. I immediately felt relaxed not knowing then I was in a house full of predators.
A man with a bright light flashed it into my eye as he said in a concern voice, "The blood should have taken its course."
Edward chimed in, "He did not try to turn her Carlisle, he had one motive and one motive only: to drain her dry".
I guess the man called Carlisle paced and expressed, "She needs to go get a blood transfusion".
With a slurred voice I declared, "I'mmm fi-fi-f-fine", then I fell over on the couch as the dizziness rushed to my head.
Edward caught me, "You are most definitely not fine," then he placed me back on the couch.
"I just want to go home," I said more clearly and this time tried to plant my feet on the ground, but guess who was there to catch me- Edward.
His bright golden eyes fell on my dark brown ones and then he shook his head.
The bulky guy I saw earlier with him laughed out loud and asked, "What can you not read her mind?"
Edward grimaced, "I can but it is like a television that cannot get a signal. All I hear is static as if she is blocking me out".
"Or maybe she isn't doing it on purpose," Bulky guy put his two cents in.
"Emmett…" Edward began to say before I interrupted.
"You can read minds," I inquired with a perplexed face.
Emmett laughed all the way out of the room as Edward stuttered, "Maybe I should save that story for a time later on. For now let Carlisle give you some blood."
A disgusted look flashed across my face, "Hell no he could be using dirty needles!"
"Do not worry Carlisle went to got get fresh ones along with a filter bag to transfuse with my blood. It will filter out all the bad and give you new and improved blood," Edward explained while slightly chuckling.
"Thank you," I whispered right before I fell asleep.
I woke up to a pricking sensation in my arm.
"Ouch!" I squeaked.
"Sorry," Carlisle said smoothly and patted my shoulder, "This is a special transfusion. You must mean a lot to him."
My eyebrows furrowed in as I mentioned, "Who Edward? I barely know him".
Carlisle grinned, "You could have fooled me," then he left with Edward sitting in the chair still as a statue with an IV hooked up to him that transcended to mine, but a big filter bag in the middle.
There being still he looked magnificent as majestic as a lion with the messy mane and all. I could have stared at him until I died of old age.
Edward spoke, "Are you done staring?"
"Not even close," I responded in a hazy breath.
He read my mind for the first time, "I saved your life because I could not stand there and know what was going on and let him kill you".
"He bit me," I told him bypassing the fact that he just answered my question that I thought in my head.
"As his kind does," Edward's smile dwindled and his upper lip twitched in contempt.
My eyes stared on and on until his golden eyes turned black. I reeled back against the couch and then his eyes looked more sunken in than before.
"Are you okay?" I asked with worry.
Edward licked his lips as if they were dry, "Yes I am alright. It is just that the blood loss is making me weak and hungry," and then he twisted in his chair.
"Well at least I feel better," as I tried to crack a small joke and that did make him give a slight smile.
Another fifteen minutes went by and Carlisle returned as he unhooked us both, then he helped Edward out of the chair. I could tell Edward was weak as he draped his arms around Carlisle and then they both disappeared out the front door. A woman who was beautiful came into where I was and has this huge grin on her face.
"Are you hungry dear?' She asked me.
I answered, "Yes I am."
She squealed, "My name is Esme and I never get to cook around here and love doing it, so I am glad you can eat."
My smile faltered because the more I heard the stranger the Cullen's' seemed to me. All I knew was that something wasn't right in this household. I couldn't place my finger on it, but definitely something odd.
"What would you like?" She smiled as she asked.
I choked out because I didn't want to take advantage of her, "How about chicken parmesan?"
Esme grinned, "My favorite. Edward has not liked a girl in a long time. It is nice to see him be human again."
I told her, "I barely know him. I just met Edward tonight at the diner. He does not like me. Guys don't like me, especially guys as gorgeous as him."
She put down the utensils and eyed me down as she revealed, "You are a beautiful girl Evangeline and witty which Edward sees. He is an old soul and likes instantly. See Edward can just tell about people and he obviously sees something in you."
"I don't believe in love at first sight," I told her, "and I go by Evan."
A tight smile crossed Esme's face and she soothed, "Fine, Evan. I believe you that there is no such thing called love at first sight, but I do believe Edward's attraction is true and that is all that matters."
Then one of the most beautiful girl I have ever seen gracefully struts down the stairs as her honey blonde hairs that is curled sways and as she saw me she glared and asked in a rude voice, "Who is she?"
She was the complete opposite of me. While her hair was a honey blonde mine was dark brown. Her eyes were liquid gold and mine were bright extremely dark brown. Her skin was pale yet mine was medium chestnut with a glow. I was coffee and she was ivory.