Screaming, I shot clear out of bed, startling both Edward and Ciella in the process.
Both had obviously been submerged in some type of hypnotic thought, and held horrified faces as they jumped away from me as I sprung out of my sleep.
Ciella, being as slight as she was, slipped from the edge and fell to the floor, crouch with her frail ankles tucked beneath her spine, as she gazed undaunted up at us, her large emerald orbs catching the light of the moon from our open bedroom window, letting the warm island breeze into the room as well as the caught up sand that it twirled off on the beach.
"Bella, what is it?"
Edward grabbed me by the upper arms, grasping once tightly, before shaking me a bit, drawing my attention from the open window and back to him.
Looking up at him, I could see the reflection of platinum in his eyes, knowing them to be my own eyes, the color clashing brilliantly with the orbs that had so enticed me since the day we had met.
"You're hungry." I pointed out, brushing the underside of his eyelids, where the purple underlying color bruised darkest.
"No I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"It can wait for a bit."
"You were supposed to take Ciella last night while I slept."
I had found more often now that I slept very little, but I felt so blessed that I slept at all that I barely complained when Edward would push me into the direction of a bed. Still yet, I had woken several up multiple times to find both my husband and child missing.
Pulling me backwards, I found myself in his lap, his arms tightly wrapped about me with his head against my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss to the mark of my death and birth.
Sighing, I leaned into him, feeling him meld into a perfect me-sized single sofa.
"It was that dream again."
"Nightmare." He corrected against my skin, looking up at me from where his head lay.
"Nightmare," I agreed, bringing my arm up to wrap around his neck to hold him where he was.
"It's obvious that it didn't happen Bella. I have you right here."
It had been only two weeks since Edward and I had been married, and we now found ourselves on the island beaches of New Zealand, the multitude of animal life and lack of humans the key highlight to our booking the destination as our honeymoon.
And even if Edward or one of the Cullen's slipped, it would only be convicts they'd run into out here in the middle of nowhere.
The event itself had gone without incident, despite any foreshadowing I might have had.
"I know." I murmured, sliding downward into his chest, drawing his lips to mine with the hand that wrapped around his pale neck. "But still, I keep getting that feeling. It's hard to ignore when all you have is down time."
He smiled, at his now equal position beside me, "I can arrange that."
Before I knew what was happening, I found myself pinned beneath a very happy vampire as I giggled uncontrollably.
Tucking his hand behind my head, he lifted, drawing me to him for a kiss.
The second his lips brushed against mine, he was gone from the bed completely, and I was left to my own bidding where I lay.
Sitting up, I found Ciella and Edward in a position they had taken up more and more as of late.
Ciella, being so small and agile, had attached herself to her father's back, clawing rabidly at his back while her small fangs imbedded themselves, before leaping off and rounding back at him with a kick to the shin, where she would quickly run behind me or under the bed or out the window.
This time, she had chosen the direction of Esme in the kitchen, Edward hot on her tail.
It's not that I thought Edward would hurt her, no, for if that had been his intentions, I would have put a stop to it weeks ago; no, it seemed as if it were some sort of bonding they were going through, both a bit too childish to take the higher road to relationships.
Decidedly, I picked up one of the sundresses we had bought prior to leaving home, pulling it down over my head and situating it by the ties before getting out of bed indefinitely for the day.
Walking down the flat hall definitely was a change I could get used to. In the living room, Jasper and Emmett were bent over a chessboard on a glass table, engaged in a heated all out battle of beat your brother at anything you can at 2 am.
I was almost afraid to ask them where their wives had run off to. Instead, I perked up; pulling a chair over to the table they were hunched over.
"Hey, Mind if I play next game?"
Emmett looked up at me with a smile and nodded, moving a bishop diagonally and taking Jasper's Queen.
As Jasper took his turn, Emmett turned to look at me, as I sat on the chair, toes curling around the cushions edge.
"Alright, Bella what's wrong." Jasper said softly, his hand hesitantly placed over a rook, but stopped, feeling Emmett's immediate excitement, before moving a pawn instead.
My stomach gurgled, painfully, making me twinge a bit. "A bit hungry, I think. But my stomach aches; I don't think I could eat anything."
Emmett looked at the board once more, before he flipped his king over with his for finger. It hit the board with a resonating bounce before rotating around the board before stopping, deftly beside a pawn.
"What is it now? 46 to 53?"
"Sounds about right." Emmett mumbled, standing up so I could sit down.
Jasper's hand moved swiftly about the glass pieces, setting each in its rightful place before glancing once more up at me.
"They said they were leaving today." I muttered blankly, hand touching the farthest left pawn and moving it up two spaces with a gentle click. "What time is it? At home, mean…"
"Eight thirty-nine." His right pawn moved up to blockade mine.
"They already left then." I sighed, moving the next piece closer. I didn't feel any more different then before now, just as awkward in my movements, though I did notice a sharp decline in injuries.
"Should I call them, Jazz? Or would that be too pushy? They don't accept me, not in the least, and I'm almost certain that Lydia would rather me dead at her feet; Rashaka or not…"
"I honestly don't know, Bella." A pair of sunglasses slid down his nose, for look alone I suppose, as the sun had yet to rise on the horizon, and the house was dimly lit by the few candles here and there that Esme had lit up.
"Do you really want to talk to them? None of them really acted like they liked you much…" Emmett muttered, sitting where I had once sat.
"I can't hold it against them though, Em. They had the right to be angry at me; I took away their mother, took away her life in a way that I should have had no right to do."
"Even I would be mad if someone had taken me mother from me. Or should I say, the mother I thought was mine."
I moved a final chess piece into the right side, diagonal from his king. "Check mate."
Standing up, I brushed the pale yellow dress down, walking distractedly for the door. "I'm going for a walk. Thanks for the game."
As I turned back around, I realized it had fallen on deaf ears, as both brothers were on the ground pinned, fighting with one another to continue their beat-all war.
A smile passed my lips as I slipped from the house onto the beach line, the cool air nipping at my bare arms and legs as the ocean breeze caught my hair and dress playfully.
A sigh escaped, and I deflated, wrapping my arms around myself in such a way that it appeared I was a shield only to protect myself, when in fact I protected more then that.
The ground shifted under my shuffling feet, warm sand slipping over my bare toes and back into the shifting water, it licking at my feet.
Days ago, I would have been running happily down the shoreline, picking up shells here and there and throwing them in a bag, just happy to be living on the beach; as it was now, I was seeing more of the world then what it actually was.
I was caged here; unable to have any connection to the people I once loved. The Cullens, justified their reasons for retiring here for the duration of my shifting, had not been observant during the wedding, in which case a great many humans were littered and not a single one had been drained.
Oh well…
Distractedly, I began dripping my clothes off like water, edging into the water depressed.
Author's Note:
So yes, the last chapter last triad was a dream, in case you haven't collected that.
Q+A:
Karina5185: Yes, Alice said in page 403 of new
moon that she could not see the werewolves, but I have a list of
instances where the vampires' powers DID work on them.
1.the part
of Eclipse where Jasper teaches the wolves how to destroy newborn
vampires. Edward translated Sam's thoughts because he was in wolf
form.
2. In the chapter fire and ice, Edward read Jacob's mind. In another part of eclipse, where jasper used his control on emotions to calm things down when they were hunting down Victoria and they ran into the wolf pack.
Tao-Ri-Sarra: First of all, I'd like to state that I have, in previous chapters, already explained the nature of werewolf blood. It only the defense state when it need to be active to protect its host. Thus, because Sam was not enduring any raw emotion: fear, rage, or depression; his blood would not block the vampires ability. It works the same way with Bella; because she is always at ease around the Cullens, their powers work against her; however, when she refuses the power, it does not work, or she can stop it from progressing.
Karina5185: 3. When they first made the treaty, Jasper used his powers on the wolves to avoid a fight.
Tao-Ri-Sarra: When they first made the treaty, Jasper wasn't even a Cullen yet. He and Alice hadn't even met either, so he didn't even know of the Cullens. Pretty hard to help with the treaty when it was just Edward and Carlisle (according thus far in the novel.)
Karina5185: Plus the explanation of why Bella is half werewolf is slightly flawed; whether or not Bella was nervous, scared, or whatever, Alice's and Jasper's powers could still affect her. Alice couldn't see her future at times was because she was with a werewolf or because she made a split decision.
I apologize for sounding like a nagging right now but I seriously had to point this out. I think I'm kind of OCD or something. I correct people a lot so don't take this too personally. If I made some mistakes in my correction, reply to this.
Tao-Ri-Sarra: First of all, you recognized the fact that I've already stated why. The fact that I have to continuously correct people or repeat myself both annoys and enrages me. For now on, I will only say something one time. If you want to know something that pertains to it, I'll be, go ahead, but I refuse to keep saying the same crap over and over again.
Second, there is nothing flawed about Bella being half werewolf; Her mother is Genesis, a werewolf. EOS. Seriously. Our Bella is not Charlie's daughter, but a man that was one of Genesis's mates.
Finally, and I truly do hate repeating myself, I have stated already that she does not think the Cullens would harm her, thus no wake-up of werewolf blood.
Following onward. I hope you all enjoyed the newest story about the Rashaka Bella.
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