This story is the story of Bella's first three months as a vampire, which we only breifly read about in Breaking dawn. It starts off from the end of chapter 26 in Breaking Dawn, Book 3.
This chapter contains some mature scenes, but no lemons.
It was a picture of beauty. Sparkling statues, full of grace despite in their stillness, surrounded me. As unnecessary as it was, we did not stand. Rosalie and Emmett lay next to each other on the grass, the twilight sun throwing beams against their sun. Impossibly, Rosalie's glittering skin enhanced her already breathtaking beauty. Carlisle and Esme sat next to each other, their hands linked as they quietly murmured to the other. Alice and Jasper sat slightly away from everyone else, slightly hidden by the shadows of an ancient tree. Jacob, though rather out of place, held a sleeping beauty in his arms. Renesmee, buried against Jacob's chest, had a subtle glow from the light, her bronze ringlets shining around her perfect face.
All of these of these thoughts shifted to the back of my mind as I gazed up at the most magnificent creature of all. Edward sat cross-legged on the grass, his arms wrapped tightly around me as I sat across his lap. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, allowing his skin to sparkle over his muscular forearms. I marvelled at his beauty. As I lay my head against his now warm, soft chest, I could feel his lips press against my hair.
Although Charlie had left my home a while ago, I could still feel the burn in my throat, despite hunting a day ago. I sighed. Of course I would feel like this. After all, super-control of not, I was still a newborn. Although I knew I would always be thirsty, at least for the next year or so, I didn't think the burning would return so fast. My hand instinctively rose to my throat. Jasper, sensing my discomfort, came to join Edward and I, Alice quickly trailing after him.
"It's perfectly normal if you need to hunt again," he said in a soothing, calm voice. "Nobody expects you to last for as long as we do without hunting." I nodded, knowing he was right. I looked at Renesmee, still sleeping peacefully in Jacob's arms.
"She won't wake up for a least another ten hours," Alice sung in her angel's voice, "You'll be back before she wakes up." A dazzling smile lit up her face, and I was again struck by how much beauty I had missed through my human eyes.
"I thought you couldn't see Renesmee," I accused playfully, though still hesitant to leave her.
"True..." Alice said, "But I know when she will wake up. That's when my plans all disappear." Although she was clearly irritated by her lack of sight, she still smiled at Renesmee. Jacob, though quiet through our exchange, spoke.
"Go, Bell's. She'll be fine with me." His imprintation on my daughter still annoyed me, but I couldn't deny that what he said was the truth. I nodded, just as Edward pulled us to our feet so fast I didn't see it coming, releasing his hold on me, but entwining his fingers through mine. I leaned to kiss Jacob on the head. Despite all we had been through, he was still, unbelievably, my best friend.
In a quick leap, Edward and I were across the river. As soon as my feet touched the ground, I took off running, trying to get as much of a head start as possible. I could hear Edward's footsteps getting closer and closer behind me. Within a second, I felt his arms snake around my waist, lifting my legs off the ground, making it impossible for me to run.
"Got you," he whispered into my ear, turning my body to face his, his arms wrapped so tightly around my waist I could feel his skin through the two thin pieces of fabric between us. I could have easily broken my way out, with my newborn strength still strong inside of me. Instead I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers entwining through his hair. Knowing my intentions, Edward's lips crashed against mine, kissing with the force not possible when I was human. His touch sent a jolt of electricity throughout my body, and I kissed him back, passionate. Maybe too passionate. I felt our bodies falling to forest floor, and in an instant I was lying on top of him, with our arms still wrapped around each other.
"Sorry. Again" I apologized. "I should have learnt the first time." I thought back to my first hunt, where I had too tackled him to the floor.
"I don't mind at all, again" he added, chuckling. His laughter immediately bought the attention back to our bodies, pressed against each other. Since we were already on the ground, I kissed him forcefully, trying my very hardest to remember I was stronger than him. After a moment of kissing back, he pulled away. My face twisted into a glare as I stared down at him, his eyes only an inch from mine. Now that he didn't have to worry about hurting me, I had assumed he wouldn't have to pull away. He laughed at my expression, craning his neck to kiss along my jaw.
"Correct me if I'm wrong..." he began, his lips now making their way down my collarbone, "But I thought you wanted to hunt." Of course the reminder brought most of my attention back to the burning in my throat. His lips lingered on the skin there while he waited for a reply. I groaned, very reluctantly pulling away from him to stand up again. In a split second he was standing too.
"Fine. You win. We can go hunt now." I all but growled. But I was getting really thirsty, and this immediately caused my eyes to wheel around, desperately searching for blood. My nose picked up on the scent of elk and deer, but scrunched up in response. I was not thirsty enough to be that desperate yet. Why couldn't there be another mountain lion around?
Edward immediately understood my expression, taking my hand and tugging me in a direction perpendicular to the direction we had been heading. I willingly followed him at a human pace, curious. After a few minutes we crossed a new trail, and I could instantly smell the scent of a carnivore, rich in warm blood. The scent was definitely not human, but it would be satisfying enough. Once we hit the trail, Edward let go of my hand, allowing me to stalk forward, following the trail of my prey. I could hear his footsteps behind me, but I was in control enough to understand he was not stealing my prey from me.
As I rounded a corner in the trail, I spotted a large grizzly bear, about to prey upon a significantly appealing deer. In a quick bound I shot out from my crouch behind the trees, and the bear growled in shock and warning. The thing, although large from behind the trees, appeared enormous as it towered over me, growing loudly, clawing the space between us. I growled back, thirst taking over as I threw myself towards the bear neck. The bear put up a greater fight than the mountain lion had, raking its claws across my skin to try and throw me off. Although I knew the bear would have more impact upon my clothing than it did on my skin, all I could think about was the thick pulse of blood in its neck.
We crashed to the ground as my teeth sunk into the bear's neck, and I could feel the warmth of the blood as it travelled down my throat. The bear wasn't quick to run dry, but when it did, I leaped off it in horror, removing the remainder of its blood from my lips. Like yesterday, Edward leaned against a tree trunk, this time only a few feet away. His expression was of wonder, smiling slightly as I looked down to examine the damage this time. It was going to take a lot of practice before I stop shredding my clothes to pieces.
My white top was stained with blotches of dirt and blood, the sleeves covered in rips where the bear had tried, and failed, to release my grip on it. Large gashes were shredded through the fabric around my stomach, my skin showing through the tears in my shirt. I was amazed the legs of my pants hadn't fallen off; large rips covered the area from the top of my thighs all the way down to my ankles. I smiled up shyly at Edward, and he beamed back, walking towards me so he could wrap his arms around me. My skin burned where his arms met the holes in the back of my shirt.
"How was that?" I asked, lifting my head off his chest to see his expression. It was amused.
"Surprisingly harder for me to watch than yesterday. I'm used to watching Emmett play with grizzlies. It's hard for me to watch you wrestle with bears, especially ones that large." I laughed. I guess neither of us was completely used to my new vampire state yet. My fingers brushed along his cheek hesitantly, trying to judge whether my completely satisfied thirst was real, or whether the burn was muted by the electricity that flowed through my skin from touching him. The choice seemed completely irrelevant when I felt his lips touched against mine again. Though they were not as forceful as before, this kiss was soft and sweet. He gently ran his fingers through the holes in the fabric that covered my stomach, leaving behind a trail of heat as they continued their circuit. After some time, we pulled apart for air, not needed for breathing, but the lack of scent got uncomfortable.
It had gotten darker, though the darkness did not affect my eyesight, it reminded me of the time we had left until Renesmee was awake. I looked towards the direction of the house, far far away to the south west.
"She won't be awake for hours" Edward murmured, "It's not even late yet." His words were a reassurance. Although I couldn't get enough of my daughter, I also couldn't get enough of Edward. We started off running again, this time running with each other, not racing. Edward ran very slightly ahead of me, guiding me in a path I did not recognise. A few seconds later I could feel we were coming to a break in the forest. A small meadow opened up in front of us, the flowers beauty not tainted by the darkness. It was our meadow.
All of the human memories from this place flooded back into my mind, and I allowed a quick second to run over every moment I had ever spent with Edward, desperate not to miss out a second. In this new body, my emotions seemed much large than my human emotions, and I was so easily overcome by my memories. I threw my arms around Edward's neck. He had to pin me against the nearest tree trunk to stop me from bowling him over. Again. I tried to control my emotions, loosening my arms so I don't hurt him with my newborn strength. When I dropped my arms, Edward was smiling at me; his arms still pinned on either side of my head against the tree.
"Sorry" I muttered "I should really learn how to control my emotions. I don't want to hurt you." He lifted my chin with his fingers he could look into my eyes. My bright red eyes.
"I wouldn't mind, even if you did," he smiled, moving his hand from my chin to stroke my cheek. Though it was an assurance to me that the blush would never reveal my embarrassment again, I knew Edward must miss it. Though I believed him that he was happy now, with no fear he would hurt me, I still felt pain that I no longer had those human traits he had loved.
"That must upset you" I said quietly, touching his hand that still stroked my cheek. He looked up, confused. "I would blush if I could. Even though I'm not sorry to have it gone, you must be." He smiled, though I could tell he was serious.
"You're happier this way, so I'm happier this way," Edward explained, that simple. "Besides" he added, "It's not lost completely. Nessie blushes." I tried to ignore the stupid nickname. He saw my grimace and embraced me, pulling us onto the grass so I could sit in his lap.
"I really am sorry about the nickname. I know it's not an excuse but I hear it in everyone's thoughts...it's hard not to catch on...I'll put more of an effort into using Renesmee..." I put my hand upon his mouth. He often burbled on when he felt guilty.
"Its fine, Edward," I assured him, dropping my hand, "I know it's not your fault." I made it clear that somebody was to blame. Edward laughed, hesitant.
"Jacob has been good with her, and he won't let any harm come to her, just as I won't let any harm come to you, vampire or not." He kissed my hair, and then moved down the side of my face, leaving a trail of kisses until he reached my lips. Pausing, he pulled me on top of him, holding my waist against the flat planes of his stomach. I brushed my lips along his collarbone, up his neck and along his jaw, finally reaching his lips. I took his face in my hands, bringing our lips together roughly. My clothes were already destroyed, but I didn't see Alice looking very happy if I destroyed Edward's as well. With a groan, I pulled us off the ground, not breaking the kiss or his strong hold around my waist.
Edward swept me up in his arms, and soon found the familiar trail leading back to our cottage.
I promise to update soon, and am aiming for an update every few days. I have not given up on my other stories, and I plan to revisit and update them within the next few months.
The next chapter will most likely pick up from the next day after this, including a visit from Charlie. Please feel free to add suggestions, no matter how big or small. Also, if anyone has any innuendos I could use in the next chapter that are similar to Emmett's in Breaking Dawn it would be much appreciated.