Disclaimer: No matter how much I hope and dream, this doesn't belong to me, the characters, and some of the story belongs to Stephenie Meyer... these don't belong to me, and they are only being used for the purposes of fan fiction
Okay... now that we're done all the boring stuff, I'll explain what this is about. The story picks up in New Moon, I changed one key element to the story... read on to find out. I hope you like it and leave comments/reviews below... thanks and I hope you enjoy my story!
Chapter 1
We stared at each other for a long moment. His hand smoldered against my skin. In my face, I knew there was nothing but wistful sadness – I didn't want to have to say goodbye now, no matter for how short a time. He had been there for me every day. Now that the wolf thing was out of the way, we could start being together again. He had given enough clues for my slow brain to figure it out. Why must life always do this? Every time something or someone good happens to stumble across my life, it gets taken away. At first his face reflected mine, just memorizing everything to have when we weren't together. Then, as neither of us looked away, his expression changed.
He released me, lifting his other hand to brush his fingertips along my cheek, trailing them down to my jaw. His hands left a hot, burning path down the side of my face. I could feel his fingers tremble – not with anger this time. He pressed his palm against my cheek, so that my face was trapped between his burning hands.
"Bella," he whispered.
I was frozen still as a statue, as a vampire.
No! I hadn't made this decision yet. I didn't know if I could do this, and now I was out of time to think. But I would have been a fool if I thought rejecting him now would have no consequences. I had gone too far. I couldn't let him go, he was like a drug; I had used him too much, depended on him everyday.
I stared back at him. He was not my Jacob, but he could be. His face was familiar and beloved. In so many real ways, I did love him. He was my comfort, my safe harbor. Right now, I could choose to have him belong to me. He could belong to me, instead of another girl some days, year, who knows how long before that other girl comes. I don't think I could stand it if he left me. He's my sun, the one who holds me up. He saved me from a life full of oblivion. Without him, I don't know what I would do.
Alice was back for the moment, but that changed nothing. True love was forever lost. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? Other kisses from a- No! I couldn't say it, it would ruin my life, the nightmares would start again. I stopped the thought in its tracks. The mundane kind that didn't break any spells?
Maybe it would be easy – like holding his hand or having his arms around me. Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself. Edwa- no. He had left me; said I was no good for him. He didn't want me, want me at all. He was done, and I had never deserved him; I was never good enough for him.
Keeping his eyes on mine, Jacob began to bend his face towards me. And I was still absolutely undecided. His hands were soft on my face, and his warm lips were gentle, unexpectedly hesitant.
He pulled his head back to look at me. The corners of his mouth tugged up into a grin and I couldn't help but copy him. It was a common enough thing now, and I had gotten used to it; when he smiled, I did.
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