Fanfiction- First Attempt.
Title: Sweet Sunrise
Author: Robyn McLaren
Rating: PG - 16
Genre: Romance
Pairing: E/B
Summary: A continuation of the Twilight Saga
Authors Note: I'm not sure if I have labeled this properly- It contains some adult content, that some people may be offended by. It is my first attempt at fanfiction. Comments would be greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy it. :)
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own Twilight.
Sweet Sunrise
Chapter one
I lay in his arms contentedly as we watched the sun rise from our bed. Our nude chests dazzled in the sunlight, casting rainbows across the cool white walls. He began to stroke my hair, pushing a dark lustrous tendril away from my face. I half-smiled at him, gazing into his smoldering butterscotch eyes, still unable to believe that he was mine.
It's been five years since I became Mrs Edward Cullen, and embarked on my first day of forever- it feels like it's only been five minutes. Since the Volturi's 'visit' to destroy my daughter, things have remained relatively peaceful within our lives. My precious Nessie is on the brink of adulthood, and Jacob is as smitten as ever, a fact that is less than a comfort to Edward. Carlisle's new obsession has become the practice behind Wicca, as he and Maggie had discussed it on her visit. He spends hours in his office researching, and routinely calls Maggie to converse about his findings. Emmett is as boisterous as ever and still frequently challenges his 'little sister' to an arm wrestle; in order to prove his now incomparable strength.
I am gradually distracted from my reverie, as Edward starts to plant sweet butterfly kisses along the length of my collarbone. I tilt my head back, welcoming his tempting kisses, before gently placing a kiss on his forehead.
"Good morning Mrs Cullen" whispered Edward, an easy smile forming on his lips. "Sleep well?" He chuckled, full well knowing the answer.
"Of course." I smiled, always amused by our chronic early morning conversation. "Apart from the fact I have no need for it and therefore don't, yes I slept like a log."
"Excellent" he murmured, my favourite crooked smile making an appearance.
"Its funny how that never gets old" I laughed.
"A bit like ourselves" he grinned, referring to our fate of being frozen in time in our teens.
"Every woman's dream, to be frozen at eighteen" I recited, quoting the night before our wedding. He smiled, and I raised my arms, and wrapped them round his neck, nestling my head into his chest. He kissed my hair lightly before lifting me up so I was settled on his lap.
"What time is it, Nessie will have to be up for school soon?" I asked, falling into mother mode.
"About six" replied Edward, smiling as he recognized my change in state "Would you like me to go and wake her?
"No you go take a shower, I'll go."
"Meet me in there, Mrs Cullen?" he asked, winking.
"Certainly, Mr Cullen" I replied with a flourish, and slid from his lap.
I slipped on my deep blue dressing gown and headed down the long hallway of our cottage to Nessie's room. I knocked on the door.
No answer. Strange, I knocked again. Still no answer. Suspicious, I push open the door a crack. There was my Nessie, and she wasn't alone. She was curled up on Jacob Black's chest. Now my former best friend.
"Jacob Black! Renessme Carlie Cullen!"
I hurtled into the bedroom, ready to tear him limb from limb; I'd deal with her later. Jacob was up on his feet by now, looking as though he had just been electrocuted.
"Bella..uh..I.."
"I don't want to hear it Jacob, that's the second time this week. Your dammed well lucky that it's me rather than Edward, or your bloody carcass would be a heap on the floor by now." I hissed, each sentence bringing me closer to his cowering figure.
"There is still time for that, dog." Came Edward's cold voice from the doorway.
The colour drained from Jacob's face. Renessme moved to shield Jacob, whilst beginning a garbled explanation to account for his presence in her bedroom.
"Mom, Dad please. Nothing happened, he came to check on me - that's all, I swear it. We fell just fell asleep, honest."
"Then why were you curled up on his chest, quite the thing, when I came to wake you for school?" I enquired, my voice little warmer than ice.
"Uh…I…Well…"
"Jacob," Edward began in a calm voice, which dripped with venom – almost literally, in fact, considering certain physical attributes. "I have managed –after some length of time- to accept your species tendencies to form ties with random humans, even after this arbitrary tendency resulted in a bond with my daughter." At this, Edward grimaced, but a predatory glint shone in his eye.
"However, when I start to find you, snuggled up in my daughters bedroom, things can begin to get very dangerous in this household, considering it's occupants. If you were to take my suggestion," I rolled my eyes; suggestion? More like 'order'. "then I would advise you to leave – immediately."
"Feel free to 'leave' for around 4-6 weeks, since your attendance here is not wanted, nor encouraged, if you want to live to see your next meal." I added, with a dour glance in his direction.
"I want him here," exclaimed Renessme petulantly, her bottom lip beginning to tremble.
"Well, at this moment in time, Renessme, what you want isn't going to be taken into account – especially if it involves having mongrels sleeping in your bed." He frowned. He wasn't used to Nessie's sulkiness.
"Look, Edward." Jacob began, looking Edward straight in the eyes. "Quit it with the mongrel jabs. I know you don't approve of boys in Nessie's bedroom, which I completely understand, and it was stupid of me to fall asleep with her, but nothing happened, I promise you." He finished, remarkably still maintaining eye contact.
"Regardless," retorted Edward the steely glint in his eyes strengthening. "You are to get out of my house momentarily if you want to keep your legs attached to you body. Or any other useful appendages."
"Sure. Sorry Nessie, I'll see you soon, I hope." he said before making a beeline for the door. He reached Edward. "Sorry Edward, it won't happen again."
"It better not, or it will be the last you see of Renessme, regardless of how honorable your intentions may be." My bestfriend nodded apologetically and almost tripped over his feet in his haste to escape Edward's wrath.
"Now," I said, rounding on Renessme. "You are fully aware of the rules where Jacob is concerned, no matter how much he cares for you, and for that, you're grounded for 2 weeks."
"What?! 2 Weeks? Are you actually serious?!"
"Renessme. Be grateful that it is not a month, which is what I would have given you. Your mother is being incredibly generous. Now go for your shower and get ready for school."
"Fine." Sulked Renessme, and headed to the bathroom without another word.
"Well. That was certainly an unexpected start to the morning," I quipped, hoping to calm Edward down.
"Yes. And it would have been his last morning, if I had found him first." He replied, still engulfed in his anger.
"Edward," I said softly, reaching for him. "You know Jacob means no harm to our baby, he loves her, almost as much as we do." I laid my head on his perfect chest, and wrapped my arms round his waist.
"I know love, I know." He sighed. "I just find it hard to control my temper around him; He loved you first," A shadow of pain crossed his god-like face, " and now my only daughter...it's just a little hard to deal with at times, no matter how true and good his intentions are." I exhaled deeply. I knew it was hard for him that Jacob was still a big part of our lives, even though it wasn't me that he was in love with. However, in all honesty, I was glad he was still in my life; he was there for me when I had needed him most, without Edward, my life became shrouded in darkness, Jacob brought a ray of light, a light that stopped me from tipping over the edge. Yes, I had a true friend in Jacob Black.
Still, like Edward, I wasn't too keen on the idea of him as my son-in-law.
"Sweetheart, I understand your pain, Jacob is a big part of our lives, and it can be hard to deal with that," I began. "But you know that he has Nessie's best interests at heart."
"I do...but I..." He mumbled, a rare sound from Edward.
"What is it?" I asked, perplexed- Edward never mumbled.
"I just...sometimes I just feel jealous...of him." He said into my hair.
"Jealous?" I asked incredulously. Edward. Jealous? Of Jacob?
"Yes, jealously mingled with the bitter and shameful taste of guilt."He admitted. "If I hadn't...left you that day, you wouldn't have broken the way you did, and thus wouldn't have sought solace in Jacob black's russet coloured arms." "I know it is horrendous to even think this way, and that it is my own doing, but it's just how I feel. You are my life Bella...what I wouldn't give to turn back time and let things play out the way they should have done, so I wouldn't have to share you."
"Edward Cullen. You silly, impossible man!" I exclaimed. "You do not share me with Jacob, nor anyone else. I am yours. All yours. And no one will ever change that. Got it?"
"You...You mean that Bella? You aren't doing your previous well intended behaviour of just trying to make me feel better?"
"Of course not. I am 100 percent, Irrevocably yours. It is an unalterable truth." I stated, matter of factly.
Then he kissed me. A deep soulful kiss, sending electrical currents shooting through my body, all the way to my toes. I practically melted in his arms. Regardless of whether I was human or vampire, he still knew how to liquefy my insides, and turn my limbs to jelly. We broke apart. I tilted my head to look into his golden eyes, which were now burning with desire.
"Mrs Cullen," he murmured huskily. "I believe we were about to shower...?"
"We were." I agreed, taking his hand in mine. "I could do with a shower...and less clothes on"
"You read my mind," He winked, sweeping me up in his arms. " I wholly agree that you have far too many clothes on for my liking...I will take care of that for you presently."
"You will?" I replied, smiling. "Good."
"Mrs Cullen, do you have any idea how much I love you?" He chuckled.
"Not as much as I love you" I answered simply.
"Impossible." He said, and whisked me to the bathroom at an inhuman speed.