A/N This was an idea that i had when i was thinking about how the Twilight series would have gone if I were the heroin. If at any point you think "people don't really talk like that or write like that etc. well, I do. If you don't like it, don't read it. Enjoy =)
Disclaimer: As it stands, I do not own Twilight
For a moment the lack of pain was all i could comprehend, then realization dawned on me. I was a vampire.
I opened my eyes an the first thing I saw was the light above my head. I knew that it was bright, that I should have been blinded, but i could still see the filaments with more clarity than i had ever seen anything before. I could see the white light as the entire light spectrum, including ultra violet and infra red. I felt a hand on mine and I looked over to see my husbands face, the face i had known better than even my own. The face that I had stared at for many hours, and imagined many more. If I had been sure of one thing it was the flawlessness of Edwards face.
I may as well have been blind.
It was as if a thick veil had been lifted from my eyes; now I could truly see him. His face was the most beautiful thing i had ever seen, beyond my wildest imaginings.
"Bella, love, are you alright?" His voice was laced with anxiety but still it was reminiscent of a beautiful instrument, more profound than any created by man. I thought about his question, why would I not be alright? My mind spun back to my last human hour And I started to panic, where was my daughter, why wasn't she here?
"Edward..." I paused, momentarily preoccupied the way it rang subtly, even a human would have noticed how different from my old voice it sounded. Mmm, human...No, i had more important things to deal with, my thirst could wait a few minutes. I continued, "where is Renesmee, I want to see my daughter." hm, daughter. I had never used that word before, even when i was pregnant. She had always been my little nudger. It felt odd for her to be outside of my body. I tried to picture her, but I couldn't quite recall her face. I remembered that she had been beautiful, more beautiful than her father. Impossible, but true. But still, i could not remember her, it made her seem like a dream, unreal. Nothing was real until i confirmed it with my new eyes.
Edward was hesitant to answer me I couldn't understand why he looked...anxious, i suppose, Concerned. Finally he said, "Uhm, Bella..Renesmee, well, she has a heartbeat, a pulse." So? I waited for him to continue. "well, you're craving blood right now and she might be too...tempting. She is half human, after all." i laughed, but he was serious. I raised my eyebrows in disbelief.
"Edward" I paused for effect. "she's my daughter"
"Just the same, I would be more comfortable if you hunted. Im sure you must be in pain." Well thanks for bringing the pain to the front of my mind. My throat was burning, a dry scratchy burning that i couldn't ignore. I reached up to try to smother the flames from the outside, and was distracted by the soft smoothness of the skin of my throat, it felt strange. I realized that arguing was pointless, the sooner i gave up and hunted, the sooner to end the pain and see my daughter
"fine, ill hunt. Where were you thinking? Cuz i was thinkin' we could find an alley in port Angeles or Seattle of somethin' and we could get some cut-throats that frequent those places, or whatever, you're the one with experience. What?" He was taring at me and i could tell without looking that everyone else was too. I suddenly remembered that they were "vegetarians", only feeding off animals. I stepped back-weird, i didn't remember getting up-and looked around. I had never told anyone that I had no intention of becoming a vegetarian. Well, no time like the present.
"Uhm, yeah i guess i never told you guys. Heh, well i don't really have an interest in animal blood, never did. In fact a main reason that i wanted to be a vampire is so i could drink delicious blood from warm human bodies. I actually came here because my cheating ex told me about you guys and he didn't turn me into a vampire so i thought you guys could help me, but then i fell in love with Edward and things got out of hand and i lost sight of my goal and this is quickly becoming a run along sentence and, well, the rest is history. Uhm, no hard feelings?" other than a hiss from Edward at the mention of my ex, no one moved or spoke. I bolted.
I was panicking, it was irrational and i knew it, but i couldn't stop until i reached my old house, and grabbed my diary from my bedside table and ran into the woods with it. I sat on a fallen tree and read what i had written in what seemed like an different lifetime altogether, the time before i lived in forks.