Hello A-Big-Dongs, as you know, I've been writing a new story called: Regrets, unfortunatley my computer messed up, and all my new and old chapters have been deleted, so I am now trying to re-write and/or change bits of the story line. This means that Regrets had to be taken down, sorry for the inconvenience, but hopefully this new story will suit your high tastes :D Beckie x
The sun had scraped its way through the mountain of trees that stood before it and had caressed the wooden floor of Bella and Edward's deserted room. All of which was deserted except for Bella, who was sitting silentley, her lifeless eyes staring at the empty space between the trees and the sky. For a few moments, Bella would close her eyes and whimper slightly, she had felt different for the last few days, she could never explain it when Carlisle ushered her to. The feeling of being alive again was long gone from her, yet slowly and secretly it had begun to return to her life.
It was moments later that Edward had sauntered into the room, he sat next to Bella, his hand entwining into her hair. "Any difference today?" He whispered, stroking her head softly. Bella cushioned into Edward's chest, "No...nothing yet, let's just hope it stays that way..." She replied, If vampires were able to cry, she would be crying a river. "Hey..." Edward comforted, "It's probably your body still getting used to all this, you've been through alot this past year or so," Edward held Bella tight, he didn't know what to say to her, because there was nothing left to say expect puny comforting phrases like: "Everything will be alright" or "Don't worry, you'll get better soon". All of which felt weird having to say to such an elitle specimen as Bella.
Edward let go of Bella after a few minutes, kissed her forehead and left, leaving Bella in an empty frame of mind for what seemed like eternity. Bella sat in the same position for the rest of the day, Renesmee payed a visit now and then, "You know, with you being like this, it reminds me of an old woman in hospital. You always have to pay them visits, but they never say much, they just moan about the food. Or at least you would if you were human...or an old woman," Renesmee joked, Bella let out a slight chuckle, but she soon resumed to her earlier position.
"Any luck?" Edward mouthed as Renesmee shut the door gentley. "Nothing...just a slight laugh" She replied, shaking her head. Carlisle peeked in from the living room, he placed his arm around Renesmee, "Your Mum will be alright soon, she is still adjusting to this. It differs considering who the vampire is, think of it as...wearing glasses, it takes you a while to adjust to them." Carlisle stuttered, he didn't know what to compare Bella's condition to. And in all fairness, he didn't know what Bella's condition was, nor was he sure that it was a condition. "Yeah, yeah..." Renesmee mumbled, shrugging of Carlisle's arm and storming to her room.
"She's four..." Edward joked, "And yet she acts like she's sixteen..."
Bella had listened to the conversation which took place outside the door. She lay on the bed, wrapping herself in covers like she once did. her eyes closed slowly, and she curled into a ball for the night.
She had awoken to the rising sun, but it had no obstacles to overcome, the trees were gone and a slight wind was heard through the window. Bella turned over to find Edward sleeping, she smiled warmly before resting her head against him. Edward's chest moved with his breaths, and Bella savoured every second of it, but it wasn't until moments later that she flung out of the bed. "Wha-wh-what?" She mumbled, "Ed-Edward?" She called out, she skidded into the large window behind her, Bella's head peered behind her slowly. Her arm was still, not a speck of venom was visible, not a speck of venom was shining and not a speck of venom was there. Edward mumbled quietly, "Bella?" He asked, his arm sprawling out in the bed to where she should be. "Bella?" He said, heightening his head to where she sat. "What's wrong?" He asked,
"What is it?"