Northern Light

Title : Northern Light

Autor : KinderFrinds

Rating : M/NC-17/R

Warnings : Slash, Lemons, Swearing

Genre : Romance, Humor, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort

Disclaimer : Twilight and its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.

Summary : "Why aren't you afraid?" he whispered in my ear. I shivered lustfully and looked right into his topaz eyes. I knew the answer but couldn't voice it. So I did the only thing I could think about. I kissed him. -Jaspard-

BlaBla : First of all, I want to apologize for my long dead period. There was a point in my life where I had to chose between writing and make some big changes in my private life. It wasn't easy, but now that some things are settled, I'm back with this NEW version of Northern Light. I hope you'll like it and I promise to not take too long to update. And again, I really do apologize for my long dead period, hope you'll forgive me!

Have fun reading, though!

Preface

It's kind of funny how life can turn out to be at some point. Simple decisions, that at the beginning seemed so harmless, so easy to make, could have the power to crush your whole world together when you least excepted them to.

I chose to love him.

I chose to see behind the prejudices that surrounded him. I chose to fight the fear that wanted to consume me almost every time I was by his side. I chose to learn from him so I wouldn't make his life more difficult than it already was. I chose to teach him to open his heart again, to just, feel, not to fear to feel.

Not anymore, no.

But more importantly, I chose to ignore Fate's warnings. And now, I was paying the price for my selfishness.

Indeed, it's kind of funny how life can turn out to be at some point. Simple decisions, that at the beginning seemed so harmless, so easy to make, could also have the strength to develop a unique and almost indestructible bond between two people who had learned to look beyond what they saw.

Yeah, I chose to love him.

"A stubborn one, are you not," said a contemptuous, cold voice next to me.

Breathing hard, chest throbbing, I forced myself not to show any weakness of mine as two blood-filled eyes looked at me with what seemed to be a morbid amusement. I greeted my teeth, trying not to focus on the dark desire that he was feeling for me and which I could practically smell lingering in the air.

I would not surrender to him.

Chuckling, I gave him a cheeky grin despite the aching bruise on my face. "You are wasting your time. I made it so he wouldn't come. You better just finish it off quickly."

Hands of a disgusting cold unexpectedly grabbed my throat. I hadn't had time to prepare for this, so fast had they moved. Automatically, I tried to swallow and managed to do so with some difficulties.

He smiled politely at me, expression grave.

"Don't," he whispered in a cold murmur, his eyes burning a glowing red, "don't play this little game with me. You'd loose anyway."

"I'm not afraid to die," I growled between clenched teeth, clawing angrily at his stoned-hard arm.

And I really wasn't. I got from life more than I had excepted at the first place. Hell, I got from him more than what I had excepted, far more than what I thought I really deserved! If now was my time to go, than I would just suck it up like a man and face my destiny.

Still, I knew he would hate himself for not being able to save me right now. He always had had this annoying sense of chivalry directed to me, and this, whatever I'd say about it. And maybe, that was my only regret; knowing that I wouldn't be able to make him understand that it wasn't his fault, that it was just time for me to leave this world.

There was just so much impudence Fate would tolerate from my part.

"How convenient," he drawled impishly, "that will only make it more amusing to watch you break."

Suddenly, there was pain. An overwhelming, burning sensation cut fiercely through my very bones, making me scream in atrocious agony. Convulsing in jerky spasms first, my body then went completely limp, like a wrong parody of a broken puppet. I couldn't see through my blurry eyes anymore but I could practically feel how my heartbeats slowed.

Boum...boum...boum...

He snickered. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Jasper Cullen."

There was a crash, a loud cracking noise along with the sound of shattered glasses somewhere behind me. Against my will, my watery eyes drifted shut, darkness crawling to get to me. I tried to fight it, but the suffering was to grand, the ache too much. I thought I saw flames surrounding me before blackness won the upper hand, but I could also just be delirious from the pain.

Well, Fate finally had its revenge.

And still, I chose to love you, Edward. I chose to love you.

Well, what do you think? You'd rather have to other version back? Or you prefer this one? Or you don't even care? Or I don't know, I'm freaking out here, god, I'm so nervous! LOL

Oh! And if someone is willing to be my beta, I would really appreciate it, thanks, :)