Authors Note: I am sorry this chapter is so short guys, I am working fast on writing the next one, this is just simply to give a little insight on why Bella goes off on her "soul-searching mission". Hope you enjoy. And as always reviews are greatly appreciated.
Come What May
Chapter One
The Argument
"Edward, I am going to do this with or without your help" I crossed my arms in hopes of getting through to him.
"And how do you plan on doing that?" His voice was too content, smug. As if he could see through me.
"You are not the only vampire around, you know," I stated, matter-of-factly.
"And you think you can convince my family to betray me? To go behind my back and break a promise that they have sworn to? Do you really think that is going to happen, Bella?"
He had a point. Damn it, I hated when he had points. We had been in this tug-of-war over my mortality for months now, and I was getting no closer. I knew he had went to Carlisle begging for his father to keep the rest of the family out of what he deemed as our "personal affairs". But this wasn't just between us, no, it was between me and the entire family. Once changed, I would be a Cullen, and that had to do with all seven of them, not just Edward. Why did he always think he was the word of God? But he was right, there would be no convincing any of them to disrespect his wishes. They would simply tell me to hold on, to wait, that things would work themselves out. And Alice would reassure me of her many visions, in which I was sporting their deeply beautiful topaz eyes.
A silent but powerful "GRR" noise escaped my lips as I clenched my fists at my side trying to hold back anger. A crooked smile accented Edward's face. He reached his arms out for me.
"Bella, love, we've talked this matter to death, can't you just let it go?" I took a step back. I was not going to lose this battle again, I would not curl up into his arms and forget what we had even been arguing about. Oh no, not this time.
"Death! You say that word like itуs nothing, Edward. Don't you get it? I'm going to die. Is that what you want for me?" And then it dawned on me, the best card to play, the only one that could possibly break through his stubbornness, "I thought you loved me, but you want me to die."
With that Edward burst on in laughter. So much for my feeble attempt at guilt.
"You know I love you, Bella. Death is a natural part of life. It happens to everyone. Itуs an unfailing fate of sorts."
"It is not a part of YOUR life! It wont happen to YOU!" I retaliated. How could he say that? Unfailing fate? He had been his glorious seventeen-year-old self for well over a hundred years, where was this natural part of life for him?
I knew the arguments in my head wouldn't hold up, he would shut me down no matter what kind of tantrum I threw at him. I couldn't stand here, I couldn't bite my tongue, or smile and pretend I agreed, either. The only thing left to do was turn and walk out. Walk out this door, and head towards my new fate... a fate I was about to control. I would become a vampire, with or without Edward's help.