Homecoming
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, no matter how much I wish I did
BPOV
I remember crying out as his teeth punctured my skin. It had hurt, but it was nothing compared to what came next. The real pain began instantly after that. It was pain as I had never before experienced. It seemed as though a fire was coursing through my veins and no amount of water could put it out.
For three very long days, possibly the longest days of my life, I lay on our bed cringing in agony, trying to suppress my screams. I was only doing that for him, I had not wanted him to regret what he had done.
And then as suddenly as it had begun the pain stopped. I opened my brand new eyes and saw his face, more clearly than I ever had before. He was the only thing I wanted to see, my husband, my one true love, my Edward.
Looking back on it now nearly 80 years later, I realize that the others were right… for the most part. The pain of transformation was definitely one of the stronger memories of my human life, but not the strongest.
I can remember so many more things from my previous life than the others can because, for the first few years after my rebirth I focused once everyday on recalling old memories, so that I would never loose them.
Now I quite clearly remember Renee and Charlie, my parents. I remember Angela, Ben, Mike, Jessica and my other human friends from Forks. I remember my one time best friend Jacob Black, the only person it really hurt to leave behind, and the rest of the wolves from La Push. I also remember some not so pleasant things such as being hunted by James and Victoria and when I thought I had lost Edward forever.
But the strongest memories of my human life are the ones I shared with Edward. The first trip to our meadow, the nights spent in my room, the multiple times he saved my life, our wedding day. All of those memories are so much stronger because he was there and he was the most important thing in my life. He still is the most important thing in my life and he will be forever.
"Bella," The sound of my name pulled me from my train of thought. "Bella, have you been listening to anything I've been saying for the past ten minutes?"
I sighed. "Of course I have Alice," I told my sister and best friend. "I always listen to you."
She turned to pout at me. I could see she was starting to get annoyed. "Oh really, what was the last thing I said?"
I thought about it quickly, before Alice had time to get more annoyed with me. "You were talking about redecorating the house when we get back to Forks." There, that sounded like something Alice would say.
Her pout quickly transformed into a glare. "Lucky guess." she growled and turned back to the long winding road ahead of us. A long winding road, it seemed appropriate. After a long confusing journey, we were finally going home.
I smirked slightly out the window of Alice's yellow Porsche. As the road sped by us at 130 miles per hour in blurs of green and brown I began to think again. After all these years we were finally headed back to Forks, the place where it all began. Alice, Edward and I would be enrolling as sophomores this time while Emmet, Jasper and Rosalie would be posing as juniors. Carlisle had found a job at a small hospital in Olympia and Esme would spend most of her time fixing up the house and garden we left behind those many years ago.
It wasn't as if this was a new experience or anything like that. I had been to high school a total of four times since my re-birth. But it felt different going back somewhere I hadn't been in nearly 80 years, I almost felt nervous. What is we saw someone we used to know? I knew it was unlikely and Alice had said we wouldn't but I couldn't help but feel slightly anxious.
"We're here!" Alice cried fifteen minutes later, she was so excited. She was practically bouncing out of her seat. We pulled up in front of a large, classic, faded white house. Even being three stories high the trees still formed a protective arc over the house and lawn. The house was exactly the same as we'd left it, only slightly withered with age.
I couldn't help but feel slightly relieved, as if a weight was being lifted off of me, when I stepped from the car.
The idea for having some girl time during the five hour car ride had belonged to Alice. Although I loved her dearly, I would much rather have spent the ride with someone else.
I felt a pair of arms snake themselves around my waist.
"Welcome home." A soft musical voice whispered in my ear. I turned around and placed a quick sweet kiss on his lips. My Edward, beautiful as always, grinned down at me. Even nearly a century later he still dazzled me with his perfection, I still thrilled at his every touch.
"It's time to go see if anything has changed inside." I smiled mischievously and beckoned him forward as I walked at a slow human pace towards the house.
"Now Mrs. Cullen," He scolded me playfully. "That is no way to act upon arriving to your new home."
"Oh really, then how should I act?" I asked.
"Like this!" And with that he scooped me up into his arms and ran into the house. We made it up to our room in a matter of seconds.
For a few minutes we just lay on the bed grinning like idiots. Eventually he pulled me closer into a tight hug.
"Welcome home." He sighed again, and in that single instant I knew that I truly was home at last.
A/N: This is my first fanfic ever so please Review. Constructive criticisms accepted so don't be afraid to say what you really think of it.