A Twilight/New Moon/ Eclipse Fan-Fiction

By: A-Dreamer-Needs-A-Hero

Author's note: There are some things in this story that will be incorrect to what Stephenie Meyer had regarded to her readers were true about her vampires. For example, she explained that vampire venom did not sting the skin, only effective once in the blood stream. I've changed that in this story. Something that is also a change is Rosalie's feelings towards Bella. She acts a bit out of character. It's something that I needed to do in order to make my story work. My apologies to Mrs. Meyer, and any readers who might now read this now because of that. I also must add, (and though it seems obvious, I still feel I must write) that TwilightNew Moon, and Eclipse are all owned by Stephenie Meyer, and only the plot is mine. Enjoy my story, and please review (praise and constructive criticism only please). This is my first story to go on here.

Summary: While Victoria is away, and there has been no news of the Volturi taking action, Bella is working on her relationship with Edward, while trying to regain her friendship with Jacob. Boundaries are blurred, and others are made more solid. Bella wonders whether her heart will ever cease to beat before she turns twenty, and Jacob can never seem to do the right thing. Edward feels unable to give Bella the one thing that she truly wants. Alice is tired of all of the drama, and wants to get head start on the wedding. Rosalie wants to get on better terms with Bella, and Emmett just wants her to be turned already before something gets to her first. Esme and Carlisle wish at some point in the near future for their household to run smoothly and for the chaos to cease. Will anyone's mistakes be corrected, or wants satisfied?

Bella stared up at the ominous set of clouds above her that threatened to leak many drops of rain. The storm looked like it was going to be big, just as Alice foresaw. However, it also seemed to create a perfect opportunity for an upcoming visit to La Push, to see Jacob. Her veins raced with excitement when thinking of being able to see her dear Jacob and all of the other Quileute werewolves that resided in the small reservation.

Tears threatened to spill from Bella's eyes as she clenched her fists firmly at her sides. She was deeply angry-no furious- at Edward for not allowing her to visit Jacob. And why? Because he was a werewolf. And Edward wasn't a creature from mythology either… Wasn't a monster…When would the two of them realize that monsters didn't exist, at least in her world. Sure there was evil, but Jacob and Edward? They were no monsters, they were themselves. In her world, there was just herself, Jacob, and Edward.

No vampires, no werewolves, and most certainly no freaky Virgos. A grim smile covered her lips at the thought.

Bella needed to calm herself. She couldn't possibly let Edward think she was upset. Or to think of thwarting her escape plans……

'No,' she thought to herself. 'What I need is to see Jacob. I need to know that he's okay…..' Her eyes soon traveled over to her gorgeous travel companion, looking as stunning as a Greek sculpture laying beside her in the billowing meadows inside of the forest. All thoughts were lost that didn't involve him. She did honestly wish that the sun was shining, so she could see his amazing beauty, the way his skin would glisten and shimmer like diamonds…

A sigh escaped Bella's lips. Edward looked over.

"Bella," His soft musical voice chimed in confusion. Unable to hear her thoughts like he could everyone else, he wasn't sure if something was wrong, or if there was something on her mind.

As soon as he spoke, the brunette knew she could no longer be angered at this pagan god of beauty. His ultimate physical appearance was too great for a small human like her to endure.

She looked up at him, now standing above her, offering a hand to help her up. The rain had now broken through the thick pillow like blanket of dark clouds hovering above them, and it quickly soaked their forms. He didn't make a move to force her up, he wanted her approval first. Bella could see the great frustration in his tawny eyes while trying to grasp an understanding of her very un-complex mind.

His gift didn't work on her, as well as Jane's, or Aro's. Bella could only have her future paths carefully foreseen and watched by Alice, as well as have Jasper sooth her with his ability to control one's emotions. They were to be considered a few perks to being a dark creature of the night- immortality not included-.

"I'm fine," She whispered in a bleak tone to her lover. "Just my nerves are a bit frazzled."

"So much is going on," He questioned, expecting it to be the reason for her nerves.

"Mmm….Yeah, pretty much."

He chuckled lightly. The falling rain currently had no effect of them, as the pair allowed themselves to get soaked from the downpour with only the light protection of the weeping willows around them.

"I'm worried about people getting hurt," She mumbled, half frozen by the chilling rain. It was so cold for being late May, but that was Forks, and Bella knew it would never change.

Edward stroked a large clump of her soaked dark tresses away from sticking to her now damp face.

"You shouldn't be worried. You know I'd never let Charlie get hurt, and my- our- family will be perfectly safe. Including you."

Bella could have left it at that, but as concerned as she was for her new family and Charlie's well being, the people she was worried about getting injured were more of the furry category…

She wanted to be honest with him, as he always was to her. The scale of what they brought to the relationship had her side lacking already –or so she believed-, so she couldn't allow it to slip anymore.

"That's not who I'm worried for, as much as I want them also to be safe."

The words barely passed out as a whisper from her frozen wet lips, as she allowed a hand to let her up from the soaked grass of the meadow.

Edward then scooped her up into his arms, attempting to keep an even face at her comment. He didn't want to hurt her feelings by what he was going to say.

"Protecting you and killing Victoria isn't any of their concern, and they'll stay in one piece if they can keep their filthy muzzles out of it."

The thought was perfectly passable as he thought it in his mind, but Bella would most definitely be angered by his response. It was his fault for her caring so much about them in the first place. He was the one who had left her. Even the incident being months ago and Bella's constant murmurs of forgiveness, Edward still believed he had so much to make up to her.

So, instead he stayed silent, cradling his fragile human lover tightly to his chest, and began kissing the top of her forehead. He soon moved down to her cheeks, and Bella most certainly didn't protest. Edward placed a final, long, lingering kiss on her lips, not being as cautious as he normally was.

Bella was ecstatic in her response. She eagerly returned the kiss with as much mind blowing passion as possible, until she had to pull away and breathe. She was going to feel so much better when she wasn't going to need to breathe…..

"Shall we go?" His soft murmur cut through the chills of the down pouring rain, and all Bella could do in response was nod her head quickly, feeling numb already. She was still trying to regain her breathing.

Even once they were both seated in the car and Edward was driving her home (well, to his house, as she was having a 'sleepover' with 'Alice'. If only Charlie knew.) Thoughts of seeing Jacob still tore at her body, sending waves of regret channeling through her.

Bella had been able to escape to La Push one time before successfully. Edward banned any further trips because of her attempt, and would have whether she had made it there or not. Then there came a long, long lecture on the danger of werewolves, how they could lose control, and that if they were successfully able to bottle her luck, it would be a weapon of mass destruction. She had not found the conversation fun, and hated the way Edward had looked at her disappointingly.

It had happened a few weeks ago, and from the overly happy response of Jacob to come and see him again as soon as possible, Bella was itching to go back and see if he was still in one piece, to make sure he was okay.

"Something's bothering you." It was statement, not a question.

Bella stayed silent. The Volvo began pulling into a familiar bend of woods, signaling their trip home was almost over.

No one spoke again until Edward pulled up into the open garage, parking his car in the free space besides Rosalie's red convertible and Emment's huge jeep. He shut off the ignition, but didn't get out of the car. Neither did Bella.

"Why won't you tell me what's on your mind? I'm a very good listener." His pleading voice and the desperation in his warm tawny eyes made her almost spill everything, her plans to go see Jacob behind his back, and how she wanted to be changed without having to get married quite yet. The word marriage alone sent shivers down her spine.

But she couldn't. It would hurt Edward far too much to discover her secretly planning another trip to La Push, going against his orders. And about his plan for marriage…

"Is everyone home?" Bella asked curiously, in a weak attempt to change the subject. She knew Edward saw through every bit of it.

Before he could get a response out of her, Alice was already yanking open the car door and slamming Bella to her ice cold body in a bone crushing hug. (Alice made sure not to harm Bella, but her hugging was still very enthusiastic.)

"Thank god," Bella mumbled lowly, and Alice giggled. Edward's eyes narrowed. Her timing had been so inconvenient...one might say too inconvenient. As least for Edward it was. He still was able to find himself amazed at the lengths Alice took to protect Bella's wants and keep her happy. Actually, she probably was doing a better job than he was right now….. The thought plagued him with guilt.

Why couldn't he be there for Bella like everyone else seemed to be able to do?

"I knew you would say that," Alice sang merrily. There was a twinkle in her eye, and Bella knew for sure that she truly did know that she was going to say that. After all, it was in her vision.

Edward. Looking over, she realized that something was troubling him. He looked deep in thought, eyes dark and brooding.

"Edward?" Bella murmured.

She was worried. He could see the concern in her eyes.

Alice let go of her, before exclaiming a loud squeal that sounded akin to wind chimes.

"Ohhhhhhhhh Bella! Wait until you see what Rosalie and I got for you! You are going to love it!"

Bella froze at the phrase 'got for you'.

"You got me something," She repeated slowly.

"Mmm-hmm," Alice grinned.

The brunettes' eyebrows furrowed deeply once her fears were announced. Edward, as well as Alice, noticed her discomfort, and before his spiky haired sister could comment, dragged Bella to his side. He glanced down at Alice with disapproving eyes.

"You know Bella doesn't like gifts. Why must you do this?" He exclaimed, his voice both livid and yet velvety smooth at the same time.

Alice, deeply troubled that Edward wouldn't allow her to give Bella the gift(s), strongly protested.

"Edward! Goodness, Rose and I didn't spend that much at all! And would Bella really want to make us go back to Paris and return them?"

Bella then looked guilty.

"You didn't have to buy me anything," She whispered out glumly.

Alice grinned.

"Oh yes I did. You're going to need an outfit to wear to go to-" And then she was abruptly caught off by Edward, completely livid again.

"Inside. Now."

Alice pouted cutely, and then pranced back inside the house. Bella stared up at Edward in

confusion.

"I don't know why you're so upset….."

Edward glared towards the door that Alice's voice passed through.

"Can't anyone have secrets anymore," He muttered darkly to himself, his tone carrying a slight edge to his voice.

Bella still stared up at him.

"Mind telling me what's going on?"

Though her speech was well controlled, the emotions on her face weren't. He could tell what she was thinking about without even having to read her mind.

"Shall we get inside?"

She shivered as Edwards cool lips traveled to her damp cheek, pressing a few times with a gentle force. All she could do was nod. The distraction had been played perfectly without a flaw.

Esme stood in the living room beside one of the couches armed with towels in each hand, as a soft smile began lighting up her face.

"Bella, Edward," She murmured warmly.

Carlisle was sitting on one the couch where Esme was standing by, watching a heated debate on CNN based on whether or not the mass murders in Seattle had to do with a serial killer. So swiftly Bella didn't even see his hand move, the television flickered off. He turned around from the television, looking up with a smile also.

"Did you have fun?" He teased.

"Yes we did. However, I'm afraid Bella here is a little soaked."

The amusement in Edwards golden eyes scorched wickedly. Bella's face soured.

"And you are perfectly dry," She questioned sarcastically, looking him up and down.

He shrugged, water droplets hanging onto his perfect form and bouncing light from the lamps in the house off of him like thousands of tiny little diamonds. Some shook off.

"Maybe so, but you seem to be more upset about it than I am. You're also the only one who could get hypothermia. Now, quit being a baby and let's get you dry."

With a pout still on her lips, she let Esme lead her by the hand up to her and Carlisle's bedroom. The both of them could hear his snickering down at the bottom of the stairs.

"It really is cruel the way he teases me," She complained, hoping to be heard downstairs. She couldn't tell. Esme smiled sympathetically.

"Well, he may tease a lot, but I can guarantee you this: you won't be able to find a man who loves you more then Edward does."

She then sighed. Bella wanted to say something.

"But you're wrong Esme. There is a man who loves me just as much as Edward; only I don't feel the same way…Jacob loves me so much!"

"I do wish he would stop picking on you though, it really is not fair."

Not letting a single tear escape or her expression change, she turned around to face Esme and give her a small grin.

"Tell me about it," Bella grumbled good heartedly in response and stripped off her layers of clothing as Esme rubbed her hair dry with one the towels. Her touch was soft and gentle, soothing as she closed her eyes and wrapped a towel around her form. It was almost like a mothers touch…….

In many ways, Esme was her second mother. And it felt good.

"Esme!" Alice chimed loudly. "May we come in?"

"Yes, come on in."

Bella noticed the plural 'we', and realized that Rosalie must be coming in too. It was odd, since that hadn't talked except for a few weeks ago, when she told her of how she had been changed…..

It really was a heart breaking story, and Bella sympathized with her not having a choice about what she became.

The two females came in quickly through the door, Rosalie however lingering closer to the doorway. Her beautiful form made Bella feel plain and insignificant.

"Hold her towel for a second Alice."

Alice bounded over to Bella's side, holding the towel in place as Esme gracefully went downstairs to dry her soaked clothing. She didn't come back up yet.

"Rosalie, how about you pick out some of Esme's nice pajamas for Bella? It seems her size is the only clothing that's able to fit her."

Rosalie nodded, a notch of surprising shyness in her smile, as she walked over to Esme's armoire, and quickly began searching through.

"How about green?" She questioned from inside of the wardrobe.

Alice wrinkled up her nose in a cute child like manner.

"Green isn't a color for her. Find something else."

Bella raised her eyebrows and attempted to look up at the pixie sized vampire that held a towel over her locks of hair. Alice grinned down at her.

"Now, to blow dry your hair…."

Rosalie had already appeared with a light brush, a comb, some hair products, and a hairdryer.

Bella turned beet red.

"Do really need to do all this?"

Alice grinned, and Rosalie giggled. Seeing the blonde giggle, something that had never been witnessed before, Bella knew that there was more.

"Nail polish."

Rosalie didn't pose it as a question, and giggled louder when Bella turned a sallow color, and her eyes bugged out of her head.

"Oh, come on Al-"

She was immediately cut off by an irritatingly chipper Alice.

"Oh yes," She cried.

"Makeover!" They screeched together. Bella slunk down further towards the ground.

When Esme returned with Bella's clothes, clean and neatly pressed, she smiled once seeing Bella pouting and her arms crossed over her chest in defeat, with Alice and Rosalie grinning smugly behind her.

"Well Bella," She murmured warmly.

"You look beautiful."

Bella, sitting on Esme's bed, turned and gave her a look. Obviously she didn't feel the same way. Her hair was dried and lightly scrunched into curls, while she sat fully painted up (manicure and pedicure) in one of Esme's elegant blue robes. It was Japanese silk, with a gold sakura blossom emblem on the back, and flowed elegantly down to her ankles.

She sighed, immediately giving up the 'they made me over, I hate the world' expression, and now flushed a light red deeply embarrassed at all the attention on her.

Alice had mentioned that blue was her color, and added in as tid-bit that Edward thought she was stunning in it…..Even though this was all way too overdone, she was going to sleep tonight and ruin it, Bella still let them have their fun. Rosalie and her sister had both reminded her that they didn't get human experiences like these anymore.

"Really," She mumbled out.

Esme warmly nodded her head.

"Wait till Edward sees you!" Alice crowed.

Rosalie smiled.

"Yes," She murmured in a soft whisper. "I'm sure he'll most definitely think you're

beautiful."

Alice's eyes glazed over, and then she looked like she was going to say something, but kept it to herself. She gave Bella a huge grin though.

"I'm absolutely one hundred percent positive he'll love you."

She winked over towards Bella, then proceeded to shove her out the door, and all but tossed her down the stairs. Poor Bella almost tripped.

"Oh boys," Alice sang.

All of men in the living room immediately turned towards Alice's direction.

Emmett whistled, but stopped once a shoe was mysteriously thrown out of nowhere- Rosalie was glaring down at him from the top of the staircase-, Carlisle smiled, and Jasper stayed silent. Edward stared over at Bella like she was the most amazing creature he had ever laid eyes on. And to him, she was.

"My angel," Was all he could get out, before rushing over to Bella and then wrapped his arms tightly around her robe clad form, lifting her into the air. Bella squealed in surprise, and her face was pink as Edward held her recklessly close.

"Do I look that good," She whispered out softly, her arms locked around his neck, both hands fingering his bronze strands of hair.

"What an absolutely absurd question Bella," His eyes were pure molten gold, unleashing their full smoldering effect on her. Her eyes couldn't leave his, and in less than half a second, his lips crushed roughly down on hers. The sensation was rendering her useless, her fingers gripping his soft locks of hair. When they finally had to part lips, they were soon seated on the couch, Edward kissing down her neck, and Bella doing nothing but trying to remember how to breathe.

She couldn't even remember anything about Jacob, and her heart's need to so desperately see him. Whenever Edward kissed her, everything went away but the sensation of him, his whole form, soul, and mind.

"Does this mean anything," She whispered, referring to his very pleasant reaction to her outfit.

He chuckled darkly.

"You wish, but right now I'm not quite sure what I'll do."

"I'm all yours," She told him, brown eyes staring deeply into his as she pulled his head away from her neck and up to her lips again.

"You know," He murmured in-between kisses. "I only tease you because I love you so-"

Bella effectively halted his speaking, tracing her tongue on the shape of his bottom lip. Edward breathed in deeply, and continued to kiss back. He didn't expect a return response. With a slight smirk to his lips, he realized that the others had retreated upstairs, giving their family member some privacy. Perfect.

"Much," He finished, giving a low groan from the back of his throat.

They kissed relentlessly, and for the briefest of seconds, Edward honestly thought he would bite her. The venom had begun to fill his mouth, and her neck smelled so deliciously good, and it was so close……The temptation was beginning to become too much to bear.

Bella gasped once she felt that burning tingle of venom, and started pulling her neck away from him. That was all it took for him to feel ill, sick with revulsion at himself. Not meaning to, he shoved her off of the couch. She groaned in pain from the fall. Nothing felt broken though, so she was lucky. Bella was hurt emotionally though.

Why did he pull back? It wasn't fair, she had been ready!

….Then she remembered that stinging, the same burning pain that she had felt when James had bit her hand, and how she had pulled away. That was her body, telling herself 'No Bella, you're not ready'.

She shivered still at the rejection she forced herself to go through. Edwards arms immediately wound around her sobbing form.

"Bella," He crooned out her name smoothly.

"I'm so sorry. I should never have lost control like that. Are you hurt?"

His eyes raked quickly over her.

She sniffled, and showed him her puffy brown eyes rimmed with red from crying.

"Just my pride," She whispered.

His eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he began to kiss away all of her tears.

"Why did you stop?"

"You weren't ready."

Bella knew he was right, and it hurt. In her mind, everything was perfectly laid out, her future, her new family, her new self. It all made complete sense. But now, in the present, her body didn't want to comply. The thrilling fear of her non human predator had her body acting instantly for her to survive. To live….

"….You don't know that," She pled, still feeling like she had to argue something back.

He stared down at her with an icy tinge to his normally warm eyes. They now seemed far closer to a deep black, almost all of the liquid topaz gone. Just the soulless color black remained….

"You want me to bite you?" He asked her, his voice soft but ever more deadly.

The look in his eyes made her want to say no.

"Yes," Bella whispered.

"No."

His grip began hard on her neck, as he shoved her head down towards the carpeted floor, her curls of dark auburn falling all around her. Edward swiftly removed all of the offending strands of hair away from her neck, his lips pressing down on the skin at her jugular.

"Edward!" She cried out to him. His grip was beginning to hurt her.

"You want to be changed, remember?" He hissed out onto her neck. Feeling the icy cold tinge of his breath covering onto her skin, Bella struggled around trying to free herself from his grip.

"Edward no!" Her voice was past pleading, into the hysterics.

"Too late now Bella. Maybe you should have rethought your desire to be dead."

She let out a rack of sobs and a loud whimper, her heart beating up to its loudest beat. Her mind and body tensed, waiting motionlessly for her kiss of death.

…..A few seconds passed. His lips applied more pressure onto her neck, and Bella could feel the slick points of the ends of Edward's teeth. His mouth pulled back into a smirk. The venom tingled achingly where the tips of his teeth touched the smooth skin of her neck.

She was numb, unable to think or react. She only prayed that Jake wouldn't hate her…..

Bella found herself suddenly tossed onto the couch once again, her neck free of any fang marks. It took her a few moments to react.

Her wide, frightened eyes gazed up at Edward as he posed above her with a predatorial stance and a bloodlust gleam still in his eyes. She now saw more of the monster in him like James, and Laurant. Only they weren't going to stop…..Edward -for some unknown reason- did.

"Why," She shivered out.

He smirked at her with a hard look in his eyes. It felt like they were back to the first day of school all over again.

"Why what Bella? I can't read your mind." His voice was velvety smooth, but an edge still remained.

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