Hey everyone daisyboo here,
I'm trying something a little bit different here. Recently reread New Moon and Eclipse and again it bothers me how easily Bella let's Edward back into her life. I'm all for Bella and Edward but like I said she easily let him back into her life after he hurt her so much so here is my take on what happens, after they return from Italy. Read, enjoy and review please.
Thanks, daisyboo x
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the characters, they belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.
Chapter One
Bang! Crash! Bang! The thunder roared above me horridly as I awoke from my deep slumber and my mind tried to establish itself. I allowed my mind the time to try and remember what had happened and where I currently was. The first memory that my mind thought of, which it always did was of my beloved, Edward Cullen. He was the person that I thought of most, his perfection never left my memories and I sighed deeply as I allowed my mind these few precious moments of freedom to think of him before the sadness and grief overcame me as usual. However after a few moments, I did not feel sad as was normal and opened my eyes in confusion in response. As my eyes did open, I blinked in perplexity because even though I knew it was the middle of the night, there was a bright light that illuminated my room. The main light to my room had been left on and I wondered why? I searched my mind to try and remember what had happened but my mind came up blank. Why could I not remember what had happened? I sighed again in frustration and then turned on my side. My narrow bed creaked underneath me as I moved and then turned my gaze to my window. I looked through the glass and saw what the weather was doing to my little town of Forks.
Forks was my home town and had been for nearly a year now and it was a miserable little town situated in the western state of Washington, USA. There was nothing to do in Forks as it was always raining or cold but on the rare days when the sun did shine, it reminded me of my previous life before I came to Forks. My life before Forks had been simple, I had lived with my mum, Renee and her husband, Phil in Phoenix, Arizona but soon after they married, Phil got a new job in Florida and my mum and he were moved there. Of course I had been invited to move with them but I felt bad for my mum. She had had numerous relationships over the years and none of them had survived apart from her relationship with Phil and one of the main reasons as to why her relationships kept failing was because of me. Even though I was always the adult when it came to my mum and me, she always thought of me when she got a new man in her life and because of that I felt like I owed her one. So instead of moving with them to Florida, I decided to move in with my dad, Charlie who happened to live here in Forks.
I sighed again as I looked out the window, the wind whipped the trees to the right and the rain poured like I had never seen before. In Arizona, it hardly ever rained and droughts were common but in Forks, rain was the norm and there was more likely to be flooding in Forks rather than a drought. My eyes gazed at the weather as it pounded the trees and then right behind the trees a large bright lightning bolt flew across the night sky. I gasped as I saw it and then a few seconds later a rumble of thunder was heard. I stayed rooted to my narrow bed, I was not scared of thunder and lightning but it was not my favourite weather type. I wondered for a second how long the storm had been going for and when it would finish. However, I turned my attention then from the window then and looked at my alarm clock that was situated on my bedside. It clearly displayed the time for me and in big red numbers it said the time was 3:34am. It was usual for me to be awake at strange times as I was plagued by nightmares. I had always suffered with nightmares since I was little but since Edward had gone, they had grown worse. Like I said before, Edward never left my thoughts and then suddenly my mind remembered what had happened.
Three days ago Alice, Edward's sister showed up at my house out of the blue. Alice was a seer and she saw me in her mind when I had jumped off that dammed cliff. I jumped off the cliff because it gave me a thrill and I had not felt happy in a long time. Alice thought that I had wanted to kill myself and had come back to Forks to see that I was okay. She was satisfied that I was fine, physically anyway but then Edward found out that I had jumped off the cliff and he thought that I had died. In his grief, he decided that he could not live in a world where I did not exist and decided to kill himself. He travelled to Italy, to a place called Volterra where a family called the Volturi lived. They were kind of like the vampire royal family who imposed strict laws on vampires that had to be obeyed or suffer the consequences. Edward wanted the Volturi to kill him but that did not happen due to Alice's promises and the Volturi's mercy.
However after the meeting with the Volturi, Edward, Alice and I journeyed back to Florence airport in Alice's stolen yellow car and boarded a flight bound for Rome. Once we reached Rome, we boarded the first flight back to America and Edward never left my side during the flight back. He gave me the window seat and stayed protectively by my side. He never moved an inch, he just clasped my hand in his and continued to stare fiercely at my face while I just lent by body into his. We spoke little on the way home, we just enjoyed the feeling of each other's bodies and I revelled in his closeness. We landed in Seattle and I remembered that Edward's family were there to greet us. Alice left Edward and me and appeared instantly by Jasper's side, while Carlisle and Esme, Edward's parents, apologised and gathered me up into a hug. By this point I was shattered and Edward guided me out of the airport. I was helped into the back seat of a car that roared to life the moment I entered it and then Edward was there still by my side. I remembered the look that he gave me when we settled into that backseat, it was a look of desperation but with love pouring out of his deep dark eyes and I smiled slightly at the memory.
However, the next memory that came to my mind was nastier than that one and I cringed as the memory played itself out in my head. Edward must have brought me home because I remembered waking up in a daze a couple of hours ago and the first thing I did was scream. I screamed like I had never screamed before and all because I had seen Edward's form. My breathing was deep and heavy at this point and Edward was right by my side. It seemed like he had not left me since we left Italy and I knew he would have used my window to enter my room. However, Edward's eyes never left mine and I saw how dark they actually were. They were as black as coals and I knew that meant that he had not hunted in a long time. The colour of his eyes scared me but all I saw in his eyes was fear. Fear that I was scared of him and fear that he had hurt me. He stayed by my side nevertheless as his one cold hand clasped mine in his while the other gently touched my face. My scream stopped and then tears just poured out of eyes.
"Go now, disappear. Just get away from me," I whispered desperately as I closed my eyes.
"Bella, it's me Edward," he whispered back gently, "I'm here and I'm real, Bella."
I ignored Edward's calming words and just continued to cry because my mind just could not comprehend what was happening and it needed to sort itself out. Edward continued to whisper comforts to me and I remembered that his voice became more desperate, the longer I continued to sob. I did however open my eyes eventually and Edward was still by my side, still in the exact same position. I saw hurt and deep emotion in his face and looked deeply into his eyes.
"Bella," Edward said carefully, "I'm so sorry that I hurt you. I love you so much."
"Just get out," I whispered back looking away.
"I'm not going anywhere," he stated defiantly as he clasped my hand tighter.
"GET OUT," I screamed suddenly.
Edward dropped his tender hold on me then as I leapt up in my bed and screamed more.
"JUST GET OUT!"
Edward jumped back as I screamed more at him and I saw the deep hurt in his face. I broke down completely then and as I did, Charlie burst into my room. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and blue and white stripy boxers. His hair was dishevelled and he was wielding a baseball bat. He had a wild but sleepy look in his eyes and he roared loudly as he exploded into my room. He looked around wildly but as soon as he saw me crying, he dropped the bat and appeared straight by my side.
"My God Bells, are you okay baby?"
I looked at Charlie, sobbing intensely.
"Daddy," I whispered desperately, "Daddy I saw him."
Charlie's face was mixture of emotion but the main one I saw there was sadness. Sadness that his little girl was hurting and there was not much he could do.
"Bells, it's okay. There is no one here. The Cullen kid is not here."
"He's not," I responded as I looked away from Charlie for a second to where Edward had been.
Charlie was speaking the truth, Edward was not there and I looked around my small room just to make sure that he was not hiding somewhere. I sighed deeply when I was satisfied that he had indeed left and then placed my head in my hands. I wondered then if I had been dreaming, if I really had dreamed him into my life at that particular moment and saw only what my mind had wanted me to see. I broke down again and Charlie's arms embraced me. He pulled me into his warm chest and crooned to me as if I were a baby. I felt completely like a child then unable to hold myself together. I needed my father and I was his little girl and like any other little girl, I needed my daddy. My father cuddled me for ages and I must have fallen back asleep because the next thing I know, I woke up at 3:34am.
I could not believe what had happened over the last few days and could not believe what I had done to Edward. I did not know exactly when I had had my night time encounter with Edward but what I did know was that it was a rather strange way to deal with seeing him. When I had been in Italy, I was in a dreamlike state the entire time I was there and Edward being there had confirmed the dreamlike state to me because I had only seen Edward over the last few months in my dreams. However now that I had awoken, I felt normal and it had been ages since I had had that feeling. I felt like I could get up now, relax a little and attend school like normal. There would be no more zombielike states, I would get up, go to school and socialise like normal people my age did. If someone spoke to me, I would respond with more than just a one word answer and if anyone asked me to go with them to a social occasion outside of school, then I would go. I felt like I could conquer the world at that moment and no one would have the ability to stop me. I wondered at my sudden change in perspective, maybe my mind had healed itself or maybe I had slept for ages and was now crazier than before but I felt better. I felt like myself but did not know what I would do next in life.
I did though rise from my bed and finally got out of bed. My muscles ached due to not being used for a long while but I ignored my protesting limbs. I found my slippers and then grabbed my dressing gown. I never normally wore my dressing gown but it was nearing four in the morning and I had ages until I had to leave for school. I left my room and crept quietly downstairs. I heard Charlie snoring and smiled slightly, I was glad that he was getting at least some sleep. I made my way downstairs and found myself in the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and then wandered into the living room. I thought about turning the television on but I found my battered old copy of Wuthering Heights on the coffee table. I turned the lamp on, curled up on the sofa and read. I had not read this book in ages and as I read, I remembered why it was my favourite. Cathy and Heathcliff reminded me sometimes of me and Edward but I continued to read to get my thoughts off of him. I must have read for hours because the next thing I know, Charlie is looking at me.
"Bells? You're up early," Charlie asked quietly.
"Morning Dad," I replied as normally as I could.
"Are you okay, Bells?"
Charlie looked at me with all the concern a father has for his daughter when she is going through something and as I placed my book down on the floor, I returned my father's gaze.
"I'm so sorry Dad; there are no words to describe how sorry I am. I'm sorry that you saw me like that. I'm sorry that I put you through hell and I'm sorry that I disappeared with no notice."
I looked at the floor then and Charlie came and sat next to me on the sofa. He looked at me lovingly and then placed his large hand on my shoulder.
"You did put me through hell Bells, you left no note, nothing. Didn't know where you went and Jake didn't say much either."
"Jake, oh my God, Jake. How is he Dad?"
Jake or Jacob Black was my best friend in the whole wide world and he had saved me, when everyone else could not. He was my sun, my burning wonderful sun and I had hurt him so much. The wounded look in his eyes when I had told him I was going to Italy with Alice to save Edward and how he pleaded with me to stay with him. I had forgotten about Jake and knew that I needed to apologise to him.
"He's pretty cut up Bella. Did you two have an argument or something?"
I nodded in answer to my father's question and Charlie smirked.
"Kids."
"Dad," I reproached him but then he looked at me seriously again.
"You're grounded Bella."
"I know Dad and again I'm so sorry."
"Bella, there are terms to your punishment too. You are allowed out but only to go to school and after school you must come straight home," I nodded in agreement to my father as he relayed off his list, "and Edward is not allowed nowhere near this house ever again. Do I make myself clear?"
"Got it Dad."
Charlie nodded and smiled.
"You're being very grown up about this Bells," he observed.
"That's because I know I deserve it," I replied and then rose from the sofa.
I did not want to talk to Charlie about this anymore and broke the mood with offering my dad breakfast. He responded with a hell yeah and I made bacon and egg sandwiches. Charlie was already in his work uniform as we ate breakfast in quiet and then Charlie cleared the dishes as we finished.
"You going to school today?"
"Of course," I responded lightly, "I've already missed too much; I'll probably need to catch up."
"Well you make sure you do Bells and make sure that you come straight home afterwards."
"Got it Dad," I repeated.
I looked at Charlie as I responded to his instruction and saw that he was looking at me as though I was about to explode. I knew that I had hurt my dad by just leaving suddenly and hoped that I would never have to make him worry like that again.
"You sure you're okay Bells? You sure that you're up for going to school?"
"As sure as I'll ever be, Dad," I replied as I plastered a fake smile to my face.
I left the kitchen then to get ready for school. It seemed like years since I had last been rather than weeks. I rummaged around in my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of dark blue jeans and a fitted red jumper. I grabbed my bag, quickly brushed my hair and teeth and then ran down the stairs. Charlie was just finishing off the newspaper as I put my trainers on and grabbed my coat and keys for my truck. Charlie watched me as I collected my things and then rose himself.
"I'll see you later Dad," I yelled as I opened the door.
"See ya Bells."
I ran out the door then flying as I noticed the time from the clock in the kitchen and ran headlong into what felt like a brick wall. However, the wall seemed to reach out for me and grabbed me before I hit the ground. I knew what I had done the minute I felt his hard cold arms around me and glanced up slightly. There he was in all his perfect excellence and he smiled the crooked smile that he knew I loved so much.
"Good morning Bella."
