Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, only Stephanie Meyer does.
Begins during Twilight when Edward first visits Bella in her sleep.
Bella swallowed down the pills with ease. It was second nature for her by now. She put the bottle back in the medicine cabinet and closed it only to gaze at her reflection in the mirror. She was so pale and there were dark circles under her eyes, it was extremely haunting to look at herself. She looked so frail and weak. It won't be long now, she thought. Turning off the light, Bella walked into her adjacent bedroom to change for bed. Forks' humidity was nearly at 100 and the whole town was suffering from the heat. Her room was so hot and stuffy, it was nearly unbearable. Bella stripped down to only her panties and climbed into bed, covering herself only with her white sheet. On the edge of sleep Bella began thinking about her disease that was slowly killing her.
The Belladonna Antigen had been lying dormant inside her for years; it wasn't until she turned 16 that it had awakened. It was a rare blood type, almost non existent. Those who had it only lived to their early twenties and Bella only had a few months until she turned 18. Her heartbeats were numbered. Slowly she would become weaker and weaker. Her blood cells would deteriorate until there would be nothing left to keep her alive. In just a few months the disease had already begun to show. She had lost 20lbs that didn't need to be lost. She was drained of nearly all her energy and she slept like the dead. When she lived in Phoenix her skin had become so pale she had almost 3rd degree burns. That was one of the main reasons she had to move here, to the never sunny Forks.
Bella lay in her bed, crying for her impending death. As she fell on the brink of sleep the tears slowed and her thoughts turned to what Jacob had told her at the beach.
(Continue Bella's Dream Sequence with Edward and the Wolf in the Forest)
Easily, Edward leapt onto a low hanging limb and began to climb. As he neared the level of Bella's bedroom, he stopped, tipping his head to on side and opening his senses. He felt something. That same feeling he felt earlier that day in Biology. Something…that stroked his nerve endings to life like a magnet moving over metal shards. What was that? He crept closer, climbing from the limb onto the wooden pane that surrounded Bella's window. Sheer white curtains hung, sheer enough that he could see through them, into the bedroom beyond. He peered in and saw her sleeping in a small twin sized bed. Her hair was the color of cinnamon, lush and long, and spread over the pillows. Her skin was creamy white and pale beyond reason. He could see the blue veins that snaked underneath her skin. Naked arms rested atop the thin white sheet that he sensed was all that covered her. Her long neck was slender and arched upon her pillow. He could hear her jugular pulse calling him, singing for him. Edward licked his lips, and his desire rose, both for her and her blood.
He was perched so close to the window that his breath, although cool, fogged the glass. He wiped it away, looking at her, and he wished silently that she would tug the sheet away, so he could see her more fully. Know for sure if she wore anything against her skin, underneath the covers. Almost before the thought was complete, Bella shifted in bed and the thin sheet slipped away, down to her hip bones. All Edward could do was look at he and drink in her beauty. Medium sized breast, but soft, their tips rose-colored and plump. They rose and bounced with her breath making them so tempting for him. She was far too thin, ribs showing clearly beneath the skin. She parted her creamy thighs beneath the sheet, letting it slip away completely. He saw the blue panties she wore, hiding what he so craved to see. "Edward…" she whispered. He shivered in arousal as she said his name. It took all his willpower for him not to break through her window and take her. His beast rose deep from inside him, threatening to take control. He had to leave. "Edward…" she cried out again. Her hands unconsciously caressed her breasts and Edward was mesmerized. A thin sheen of sweat made her pale skin glisten in the moonlight. Edward could feel himself harden painfully against his jeans. Bella moaned as she dreamed, arousing Edward even more. Her nipples hardened with every little whimper until suddenly her mood changed. From lust to panic, Bella's body contorted until she shot upright from bed and cried out "Edward, look out!" Before her eyes could focus in the dark, Edward had jumped down from her window and sprinted into the woods.
