AN: I found this on my computer and decided to post it, so we begin yet another story. Tell me whatcha think. And I do believe I had set this one in between New Moon and Eclipse. Like I said, I found it and thought I'd post it. So tell me whatcha think.

Bella POV

Chapter One: Hallucination

I sat next to Edward in class. It was the last day of school before graduation.

I waited nervously as the teacher rambled on about the movie that he was fixing to play, fiddling with my ring.

Edward, even after I'd told him not to, bought me an engagement ring to go with the proposal he offered a couple of weeks ago.

Of course, Charlie didn't know I was getting married instead of going to college. College will have to wait a while-Edward was turning me into a vampire during our honeymoon.

Edward flicked his golden eyes over to me then back to the video.

I smiled at him, knowing he'd see me.

I slipped my ring back onto my finger and off again and into my pocket, remembering no one at school knew.

Not even Angela, who had been my best friend, other than Edward (I considered him my vampire/fiancé/ best friend) since I was forbidden to talk to Jacob Black.

It wasn't my fault the guy was a werewolf.

I doodled on the sheet of paper in front of me and Edward chuckled quietly beside me.

"What?" I asked him almost silently, still he heard.

He just shook his head slightly and watched the boring movie.

After class, he walked me to my truck. I tossed him the keys (he ran to my house then drove to school with me in my truck) and he caught them effortlessly as I slid into the passenger side of the truck.

Edward was in silently while I slammed the door shut.

"What was all the laughing about today?" I asked him as I pulled on my seat belt.

"Mike," he chuckled again lightly, shaking his head. My truck roared to life.

"What about him?" Edward pulled out of the parking space and looked at me.

"You couldn't tell?" I looked at him. Did he really forget?

"Sorry, Edward, don't have the vampire benefits yet. What about Mike?" I asked him again, hoping he didn't catch the "yet."

But, it's Edward; he caught it and sighed.

"You promised," I reminded him about the marriage-then-vampire deal.

"Nevermind that. Mike kept staring at the ring. Even for you it should've been obvious. He knows and he's jealous. Then again, I don't blame him," Edward told me, smiling the crooked-smile I loved.

He reached for my hand and held it in his cold one.



I blushed at his compliment and turned to look away, hoping the scarlet would vanish so I could look at his flawless face.

Thank God he was back!

My delusions of his perfect velvet voice, flawless face, did him no justice.

And all my stunts, from the motorcycles to the cliff diving just made me look suicidal, sending perfect Edward to Italy suicidal.

I shook my head slightly, hoping he wouldn't see, to clear the thoughts of the Volturi, the papery thin skin, the sight of Edward twitching on the floor, convulsing under Jane's gaze.

A shudder racked my body and Edward's eyes were on me.

We were parked out in front of my house, Charlie's cruiser missing from it's spot near my tarp-covered motorcycle.

"Bella? You ok?" Edward's velvet voice was filled with concern. I shook my head to clear the image out of my head.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied.

"No, you're not. Come on," Edward said, on my opposite side.

Somehow, during my lie he had stepped out of the truck and walked around to my side to open the door.

He lifted me out one handed and supported me effortlessly as we walked forward to the house.

He swiftly unlocked the door using the key under the eave and took me inside.

I was still lost in the nightmare.

The open hole in my chest that stayed for months, the voice in my head, Edward's voice, whenever I had done something "stupid and reckless."

I couldn't see the living room around me, or the wash cloth Edward pressed on my forehead, trying to cool me off.

"Bella? What's wrong? Can you hear me?" He pulled me into his lap, folding the blanket off the couch in between me and him, trying to keep me from cooling off too fast by his frigid skin.

The images still flashed before my eyes; I felt the cold water of the ocean after I'd fallen, heard my delusions again, Jacob's arms pulling me out.

Then, suddenly the first night I had the delusions popped into my head. All the anger I'd felt to those guys I thought were the ones who attacked me, returned and I could feel my skin burn.

It was like my memory was playing in reverse.

I felt the fire in my veins from last spring break, when James had bitten me. I felt the fire spread, but unlike last time, when it really did happen, Edward wasn't going to stop the fire. My conscience tried to jerk back to reality but something wouldn't let it all the way. I knew I was with Edward, in my house, but the hallucination of the fire hadn't vanished.

I saw everything but couldn't speak.

The fire spread through my veins and through my heart.



I looked down to my scar, the one that was normally colder than the rest of my body.

"Bella? Are you ok?" Edward asked, growing frantic.

I shook my head against his chest and my hand went to the scar.

It was hotter.

What? How?

I felt the skin next to it, away from the scar, it was hot, but not as much as the scar.

All of a sudden the fire that raged in my body disappeared.

I found my voice and the haze I'd been immersed in cleared.

I sat up, pushing Edward's protective arm out of my way.

I shook my head to try to make sense of it.

I felt my forehead; it was drenched in sweat. But my skin was cool, back to normal.

I felt the scar. It was colder.

"Bella? What's wrong?" Edward voiced.

"Give me a minute. I'll be right back," I told him as I wearily stood, trying to steady myself before racing upstairs.

I showered quickly, trying to get the gross sweat off me. I changed into jeans and a T-shirt and headed back downstairs, yanking a hairbrush through my hair.

Edward stopped pacing.

"What's wrong Bella?" he demanded.

"We need to see Carlisle."

AN: don't you love cliffhangers? Review please!