Please Read: Well, I'm back! Miss me and my awsome stories? I thought so. Haha, just kidding. Well, I counted all of the votes from the new poll on which story idea to proceed with first. You all seemed to like the one where Bella is pregnant with Renesmee and Bella's cousin comes they go to the Volturi. Honestly, that one was my favorite :) So this is the first chapter. Now, in order to make this work a bit more easily, I made it so that Bella knew she was pregnant before Edward left. So I had to write a large part fromt the chapter 'The End' from New Moon into this chapter. So I added a few of my own lines into the chapter. So it's important you read it! And it shouldn't be too much of a hassle for you, I think though this isn't everyone's favorite chapter, that it's definitely one of the most well known (I don't think I really need to tell you that).
And yes, I did name one of the new characters after me :D I wanted to be incorporated into the story this time. So I hope you enjoy, I had a good time writing this chapter.
Disclaimer: I only own Haley and Aidan. I own no one else!
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BPOV
"Bella," I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying.
There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent.
"You…don't…want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.
"No."
I stared, uncomprehending, into his eyes. He stared back without apology. His eyes were like topaz—hard and clear and very deep. I felt like I could see into them for miles and miles, yet nowhere in their bottomless depths could I see a contradiction to the word he'd spoken.
"Well, that changes things." I was surprised by how calm and reasonable my voice sounded. It must be because I was so numb. I couldn't realize what he was telling me. It still didn't make any sense.
He looked away into the trees as he spoke again. "Of course, I'll always love you…in a way. But what happened the other night made me realize that it's time for a change. Because I'm…tired of pretending to be something I'm not, Bella. I am not human." He looked back, and the icy planes of his perfect face were not human. "I've let this go on much too long, and I'm sorry for that."
I finally understood. He didn't want me, really didn't want me. I was never anything to him. Just a toy, something to subside the dullness in his eternal life. I was something incapable of reaching his love. A something, not a someone. Not to him. No, this couldn't be happening.
No, not after everything that we had been through, not after everything he had said, not after everything I had given up. For him. Even after we had officially made our love true in one of the most ancient of acts. And even now, I was still sacrificing. In only a few months, my belly would swell with the life, if I could call it that, within me. The other half of that life had come from him.
I wanted to tell him, I wanted to scream that he couldn't leave, not yet. Not now. Not when I was so scared and confused as it was. But I couldn't process the words enough to speak them, still in my initial shock. I couldn't tell him, and why should I?
He did not love me, he never did, what tie did I have to him except for my own feelings? And I still did love him. And with that, could I tell him even given the chance. Was I so heartless to make him stay for me? Out of guilt? No, I would not. I would not do that to him. He would never love me; I would have to let him go. And even in those few seconds that I realized this, my heart shattered, perhaps beyond repair. I loved him, and I had to let him go.
But my heart ripped painfully. No! It screamed. I could not halt, nor did I make an effort to stop the pleas as they tumbled from my mouth.
"Don't." My voice was just a whisper now; awareness was beginning to seep through me, trickle like acid through my veins. "Don't do this."
He just stared at me, and I could see from his eyes that my words were far too late. He already had.
"You're not good for me, Bella." He turned his earlier words around, and so I had no argument. How well I knew that I wasn't good enough for him.
I opened my mouth to say something, and then closed it again. He waited patiently, his face wiped clean of all emotion. I tried again.
"If…that's what you want."
He nodded once.
My whole body went numb. I couldn't feel anything below my neck.
"I would like to ask you one favor, though, if that's not too much," he asked.
I wonder what he saw on my face, because something flickered across his own face in response. But, before I could identify it, he'd composed his features into the same serene mask.
"Anything," I vowed, my voice faintly stronger.
As I watched, his frozen eyes melted. The gold became liquid again, molten, burning down into mine with an intensity that was overwhelming.
"Don't do anything reckless or stupid," he ordered, no longer detached. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
I nodded helplessly.
My own eyes lit up the tiniest bit. He, he cared? Even if only the smallest amount? For me, he cared for me. Would he worry? Would he think about coming back?
Hopeful thoughts ran through my head before I could stop them and the bottom of my heart began to fill with the tiniest optimism.
His eyes cooled, the distance returned. "I'm thinking of Charlie, of course. He needs you. Take care of yourself—for him."
If it were ever possible, my hart fell apart, piece by piece, until I think I had no heart left. He had ripped my last hope in half, and my eyes started to slightly brim with wetness.
I nodded again. "I will," I whispered. Though, I did not know if I would truly be able to keep that promise. Hadn't he already broken his?
He seemed to relax just a little.
"And I'll make you a promise in return," he said. "I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I'd never existed."
My knees must have started to shake, because the trees were suddenly wobbling. I could hear the blood pounding faster than normal behind my ears. His voice sounded far away.
He smiled gently. "Don't worry. You're human—your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind."
"And your memories?" I asked. It sounded like there was something stuck in my throat, like I was choking.
"Well"—he hesitated for a short second—"I won't forget. But my kind…we're very easily distracted." He smiled; the smile was tranquil and it did not touch his eyes.
A toy, I repeated to myself. I was only his biggest distraction. The one he did not mind if he had broken.
He took a step away from me. "That's everything, I suppose. We won't bother you again."
The plural caught my attention. That surprised me; I would have thought I was beyond noticing anything.
"Alice isn't coming back," I realized. I don't know how he heard me—the words made no sound—but he seemed to understand.
He shook his head slowly, always watching my face.
"No. They're all gone. I stayed behind to tell you goodbye."
"Alice is gone?" my voice was blank with disbelief.
"She wanted to say goodbye, but I convinced her that a clean break would be better for you."
I was dizzy; it was hard to concentrate. His words swirled around in my head, and I heard the doctor at the hospital in Phoenix, last spring, as he showed me the X-rays. You can see it's a clean break, his finger traced along the picture of my severed bone. That's good. It will heal more easily, more quickly.
I tried to breathe normally. I needed to concentrate, to find a way out of this nightmare.
"Goodbye, Bella," he said in the same quiet, peaceful voice.
"Wait!" I choked out the word, reaching for him, willing my deadened legs to carry me forward.
Please don't leave! --I wanted to say. But no other words would leave my lips.--Please! I love you! Please, I need you, you can't leave! I'm pregnant and I'm so scared, I can't do this by myself!
I thought he was reaching for me, too. But his cold hands locked around my wrists and pinned them to my sides. He leaned down, and pressed his lips very lightly to my forehead for the briefest instant. My eyes closed.
"Take care of yourself," he breathed, cool against my skin.
There was a light, unnatural breeze. My eyes flashed open. The leaves on a small vine maple shuddered with the gentle wind of his passage.
He was gone.
The tears my eyes had held in until now spilled over, the numbness dissipating and the tearing that ripped through me washed all over. My voice cracked from the tightness in my throat. "No!" I screamed, "Edward! No!"
Love, life, meaning…over.
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HPOV
"I'm so excited!" I yelled loudly as we walked off of the plane. I started to walk even faster as we entered the airport in Port Angeles. Aidan had to grab my arm to keep me from walking too far ahead. I stuck my tongue out at him and he just smiled. I grabbed his arm and hugged it to my chest as we walked toward the baggage claim.
"Haley, will you please calm down a tad?" asked Aidan (And yes, I named her after me! I always wanted a vampire bf XD She basically is me: attitude, temper, etc.).
I stuck my tongue out at him again. I wasn't really this crazy. Usually. It was just funny to watch him get annoyed. If I didn't know that he loved me so much, I think that any other guy wouldn't have stayed with me for long. But I loved him, that was all that counted. Just so he wouldn't get mad at me I stopped jumping around and tried to hold in my excitement. It had been so long since I had seen my cousin. Almost seven years, I would barely remember what she looked like if not for the pictures.
Aidan quickly grabbed our bags and we immediately got into a taxi. "So, who is this relative of yours that we are going to see?" he asked.
"Her name's Bella. She has brown hair and brown eyes, and she's really clumsy," I giggled at that. She was more than just clumsy.
Aidan wrapped an arm around me, "And why are we going to meet her? Does she know something?"
"I hope so," I answered, sobering instantly. I remembered the day that I went to visit my aunt Renee. It had been a few years since I had seen her. I enjoyed her company, and she liked Aidan when I introduced him. But when she showed me the pictures of Bella and her boyfriend, I knew that something was wrong. The features of her boyfriend, Edward, were the exact same as Aidan's.
Well, not exactly the same. Aidan had dark hair with natural red highlights and he is a little skinnier than the guy in the pictures. But it fits him, I think. He's gorgeous none the less. But the features; white skin, yellow eyes, perfect face and body. These were what they had in common. This Edward was a vampire, just like Aidan. That was what we were going to find, another like Aidan.
According to Renee, Edward had a family, so there could be more. At least, that was what we were hoping. Sure, I was extremely excited to see Bella again, but that wasn't the real reason for our visit. We needed help. We were on the run.
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