Authors note: This story is a sequel to "Just Breathe". Go read the first one! Then come join the fun here.
But if your lazy and don't wanna read the first one then you should know Bella chooses Jacob and got turned into a—
Screw it. Just go read the first one. I swear it's not that bad.
EDWARDS PERSPECTIVE
Have you ever felt so blinded by rage to the point where you just want to drown in your own misery? Just stick your tongue in a light socket and be done with everything. I don't get that luxury. I don't get the warm satisfied feeling of just becoming nothing. I have to sit here and watch as my dead heart shatters more and more. With each passing glance…and each passing touch I hate myself more and more. Jacob and Bella….MY Bella…sharing more then what I bargained for when I came back here to see her like I told her I would in that letter. I never gained a response from her, though I don't think I expected one either…
But as I stared at her and Jacob right now, I needed to know what she was thinking. Though the minds of New York clouded my head, I could still hear Jacob's thoughts. Thoughts about how lovely Bella was and how he just loved when her hands rested right above his….
"GAH." I screamed out and fell back against the brick wall of the building I was perched upon. Honestly I don't think my mind or body could handle anything anymore. So I turned my head away and jumped down into a dark alleyway behind the building. I landed with a small crunch, the ground beneath my feet cracking slightly. I stared up at the tall structures surrounding me before making a run for it. I wasn't sure how long it took me, but eventually I could feel the ocean beneath my feet. The pitter-pattering of my feet against the water was almost hypnotizing to the point where I completely lost all track of time and just ran.
Though I did notice when my feet hit land. It gave me an extra push to go faster, and I did. Honestly it felt real nice to blow off my anger into running across the Atlantic. And before I knew it, I landed right smack in front of the Volturi. The enormous castle completely covering the horizon. It was such a gaudy thing, but it was nice to have a lot of space to lay outside where no one can see you. Even though I'm dead, the warmth just feels so reassuring. Makes me feel alive.
As I walk through the oh so familiar gates of the Volturi, I can feel a pair of eyes burning into my back. Literally. Though it was a familiar pain I still fell to my knees as the pain scourged through my flesh, just burning me and forcing me to cry out in excruciating pain.
"Where have you been?" Came the annoyingly sweet voice of none other then Jane. I couldn't move let alone form a real sentence, and sputtering around like a fish is not something I want to do, so I bit my cheek to keep in my cries.
"Oh right don't answer me Edward…." Jane spat out bitterly as she dropped her concentration over my body. Slowly I leaned up on my elbows; the taste of copper and metallic was so fresh in my mouth it almost made me sick again. Jane looked at me expectantly before pressing her heel into my side and giving me a small push.
"Come on. Caius and Aro want to talk to you…." She says this as she walks away, knowing and assuming that I will follow. Damn her. I grudgingly got up and follow the little demon into the castle with my arms crossed.
"You know…they are rather pissed that you left without telling them. AND going over to see the Cullen's. I wouldn't be surprised if they do some….incredibly terrible things to you." She says this with a smile and I know that she does this just to piss me off. That's one thing she's wonderful at.
"Really Jane? You can't keep your comments to yourself? Just shut up." I bite out. She doesn't even flinch.
"Oh touch a nerve there did I?" Her laughter makes my gut churn even more with unshed anger. I don't answer her, just follow her down the tunnel that Bella and I once walked through together. Remembering her down here gives me that aching feeling in my chest. And then it brings me to the memory I saw earlier and I just want to crumple up. I feel so weak and there's nothing I can do to stop it.
We arrive in a small room, dozens of bookshelves were placed around the area and ancient tapestries clung to the walls for a more medieval look. It was the study and where all of the private meetings were held. Usually involving the three leaders. Caius sat in one of the large cushioned chair with Aro and Marcus on both ends. The chatter within their head confused me so I just stood there.
"Ah, Edward there you are." Caius said as sat up a bit straighter. His cool gaze penetrated me, but I kept myself sharp and alert. I searched each of their minds for something off, but they knew how to keep their minds busy. Grumbling I stepped forward, trying immensely hard to keep my face an empty canvas. Aro stared at me before walking forward. His hands were held behind his back as he walked. I moved back a bit as he came closer, but he held out his hands for me to take.
"I'm not letting you read my mind." I stated matter-of-factly.
"Oh but you must! We need to see what's going on with you Edward. There are no secrets in the Volturi." He said with such enthusiasm. I'd give my left hand to just punch him in the throat.
"I didn't join to have my thoughts read and picked at. I joined because I have no where else. You need to understand that." I countered. But Aro was persistent and with incredible speed gripped my arm firmly in his hand. A gasp escaped my lips at the intrusion into my mind. I tried to pull back, but Aro's grip was strong. Even in my state of complete and utter submission, I could just see the annoyance that Aro was feeling with me for going back. He eventually let go and moved back to Caius and Marcus. I stared as Aro touched their fingers and sent them his thoughts and what was going on in my mind. Just reading their minds and what they were thinking about me had my skin turn warm and tense with anger. I hated them….I hated everything. I apparently can do nothing right and get ostracized for the smallest things. Am I supposed to be perfect? Can I at least have a hint as to HOW to be perfect?
"Edward we've come to a decision. Though you've probably already seen it through our eyes." Marcus said. He was being eerily quiet, and his sudden will to speak caught me off guard. I stared at them dumbfounded before concentrating on their thoughts rather then my own anguish.
Seeing Miss Swan or any of the Cullen's causes you grief. Especially seeing any of the shape shifters. It would be wise if you cut yourself from them. You are more of an asset to us if you are under control. If you desire to stay within the Volturi, then this is how it's going to be.
All of their minds were shouting at me. One by one each of their thoughts and…demands broke me in half. I felt like my chest was taking in too much and was about to burst. I turned my severe irritation to each of them with one simple word.
"No."
"No?" Came Caius's demanding voice. A small smirk planted itself on my lips.
"No. You cannot take away my family or the things I love. Telling me what to do just because I'm a good 'asset' to the Volturi. I do what I want and its time you accept that." I stated clearly. My fingers clenched into a fist and a tightening in my jaw made Aro give me a curious look.
"We are the ones in charge here Edward. You will do as we say or you are no longer recognized as a Volturi member." Caius said in a demanding tone. He had a very determined look in his eyes. My stomach lurched. I hated how I was being told what to do and how to feel and react. I wasn't counted as a person, I was counted as a prize. My gaze shifted from the floor to each of their eyes and my lips twitched. That unshed anger turned to straight out loathing as I leapt across the desk.
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BELLAS PERSPECTIVE
I sat excitedly on my bed staring out the window. It's been only a few days since I last saw Jacob, and our decision lay that we'd meet every Friday. It usually ended up him coming here since I still wasn't so use to my body.
My knees lay bent under me as I gazed out the window, I tried extremely hard to use my extra sensitive hearing, but the loud streets below and the slight snoring of my roommate Stella did not help me at all. As quick as a flash I saw a shadow of a man jump from the roof and to my fire escape. A broad smile zipped its way across my lips before I flung myself at my boyfriend, allowing him to encase me within his arms. He smelled like woods and a very sexy cologne which I inhaled like it was the last thing I'd ever smell. I pulled back to kiss him soundly on the lips, making sure not to make a loud smacking noise when we pulled apart as to wake up Stella.
"Missed you." I murmured before hugging him tightly. I could feel the sweat of his skin through his damp shirt.
"Missed you too Bells. Come out here so we can talk louder." He whispered as he backed up out the window and sat on the rickety metal that was meant for saving rather then sitting on.
"Fineee." I answered as I maneuvered my way out and took a seat so our feet were dangling over the ledge. Jacob wrapped an arm around me and let my head rest on his chest. The comfortable silence eased all my anxious thoughts about school and things going on back at home. Which reminds me…
"Jacob, how's Charlie? Is he doing okay? Food wise and…emotionally? I can't help but feel guilty for leaving him alone in that house. He always seems so fragile..." I stated timidly. Jacob only cocked an eyebrow at me before speaking.
"He spends most of his time at the Clearwater's house…with Sue. She cooks for him so it's all good. Don't worry…which I realize is more impossible for you then anything." He gave me his signature grin which made my heart tremble excitedly.
"Ha ha very funny." I leaned back into him but not before giving his chest a kiss. Oh how I missed him. We fell back into a comfortable silence.
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"God Damnit." I murmured irritably before darting back into the bedroom before it could ring a second time.
"Hello?" I whisper into the receiver why watching Jacob clumsily fall onto the bed with an 'oof'. I shot a glare at him before listening to the frantic voice on the other end.
"Edward killed who?!" I screeched, my actions of being quiet thrown completely out the window.
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Authors note: Damn it feels good to write again! I know this was short…but I wanted to start my sequel. I hope this keeps you all wanting more!
Please review cause that makes my writing go faster. Or if you have any care what-so-ever in seeing this story progress. Yes that was a threat. And yes I mean it.
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Oh and on a side note. Lot of Edward angst here. But it's Jacob/Bella all the way. Why you ask? Cause that's how I swing. Maybe I'll let Edward find a girl of his own. WHO KNOWS. All I know is, reviewing is sexy.
-R.