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Chapter 2- My Last Gift
EPOV-
I was waiting in the woods with my anger so fierce, it felt like it was burning me alive. How could anyone be so cruel to tarnish the only beautiful gift that I can give my beautiful, soft, caring, warm, loving, oversensitive Bella now?
Even dead she was the only thing that stopped me from killing myself. I had tried to kill myself at first, but I knew it would never work. I remember the day as though it were yesterday and not at all those years ago.
Flashback
I don't know where I was, because I ran hard and I ran fast after speaking to my family for what I hoped would be the last time for a couple of months. I had planned to check in with them every couple of months, but I could never stay with them for more than a few hours, because I was useless, and my thoughts tortured Jasper to the point where he could not be around me at all.
So I was curled up in a ball in the middle of, 'I don't care', savoring the memories that I had of my sweet Bella, her warm smile, the intuitive flare in her eyes, the feel of her in my arms, the feel of her soft lips on mine, then I was pulled out of my memories, by my cell phone ringing. I opened my eyes with a feeling of frustration, and then shock. I was cradling and kissing a tree that I must have pulled from the ground. I quickly threw it away, and then flipped my phone open.
"What?" I barked into it. I didn't know who it was, but I didn't care. I told them to only call if there was an emergency, and I was only gone for a little over a week,
"Well that's not very…"
"Nice. I know Alice. Now what is it?"
"You need to come home now!" I could hear her voice breaking.
"Why?"
"Because I have news that I can't tell you over the phone you idiot. Now pick your sorry self up and get to our home in Fork's now!" She screamed at me in her high pitched voice. I could hear dry sobs coming from her end of the phone.
"Alice. Is everything alright?" I said trying to make my voice as gentle as I possibly could, hoping to sooth her.
"No." she replied crisply.
I sighed exasperated, "Fine. I'll meet you in about…"
"45 minutes." She cut me off. "I'd say hurry, but I know you will already."
"I hate it when you do that." I replied while getting to my feet.
I heard her tinkling laughter, though it sounded halfhearted. It was as if she were answering my thoughts, she said, "Why were you kissing a tree?"
With the question I heard a chorus of "He was what?!" and then the maniac laughing in the background.
It sounded a little forced, but that didn't stop me from growling into the phone, which just made them laugh harder, and snap the phone shut. I scowled at the phone in my hand for a couple of seconds before I roughly stuffed it into my pocket and took off running. It didn't take me long to figure out where I was and then I put on even more speed, which was quite an amazing feat considering I was already running faster than I had ever run before, because even though I left Bella for her own good, I was dying to check up on my angel and make sure she was safe.
Like Alice said, I was home in 45 minutes, but I could tell immediately that something was wrong. I could tell it was worse than Alice made it sound over the phone. I was frustrated when the moment I stopped in front of the door; I was yanked through and was being hugged from all sides. Everyone was dry sobbing and hiding their thoughts from me, even Rosalie wasn't thinking about how pretty she was at the moment. When Rosalie wasn't thinking about herself, then something was seriously wrong.
I was about to shout, I was about to demand them to tell me what's wrong when I glimpsed Alice's face. Suddenly I was terrified. My whole body went colder than cold. It was like I was death itself. I pulled her into my arms and we dry sobbed together while she released her thoughts to me, and her latest vision that would decide if I was going to live or die.
"The whole town of Forks was in the cemetery. There was an assembly line, and everyone stepped to a side to create a path so a coffin could be carried to a freshly dug grave. I could see Mike Newton and Jessica Stanley holding each other tightly as they cried and then next to them was Ben Cheney and Angela Webber who were also holding each other and crying hard. Eric Yorkie was there in the back with his nose running and his skin looking even unhealthier. At the head of the coffin were Police Chief Charlie Swan and Jacob Black their eyes red and bloodshot. The rest of the pack was at the back of the assembly line. Everyone was crying so hard…" I couldn't bear to watch anymore.
My whole body was shaking and Alice who was still enfolded in my unbreakable grasp was shaking with me. I knew who it was but I had to ask anyway, "Alice," I said my normally flawless voice cracking and shaking with so many emotions, "please, please tell me that wasn't…"
"I wasn't looking for Bella. I swear, but the whole town of Forks and almost all of La Push had the same path. It was unlike anything I had ever seen or felt," her voice wavered as her dry sobs still wracked through her body, "they were all going to her funeral. Bella's dead," Alice's voice cracked on the last word, and her body shook even harder.
I was frozen and didn't notice Alice gently slip out of my arms and into Jasper's. My whole body went limp, and then she thought the information that I needed to know, "The funeral is going on in one hour. She died yesterday and they worked over night preparing her funeral. Charlie wouldn't let anyone rest until everything was ready. He had the grave dug over night. She was killed by an animal. She was wounded so much that they could barely even recognize her body."
I was out the door before anything else could be said.
I had to be there for Bella.
I had completely lost my mind, but no one tried to stop me. I picked up some red and blue roses on my way to the cemetery as what I hoped to be my last gift to her. I arrived into the vision Alice had pictured. Nothing had changed except for the fact that I was there. I looked around and noticed the rest of my family in the shadows crying silently.
Not even the pack realized we were there because everyone was mourning for my Bella. My sweet, sweet angel...
I was going to be joining her soon. I could smell her blood through the coffin. It was undoubtedly her. My angel was going back to where she had come from, and as the coffin was lowered, I threw my flowers and heart into the grave to be buried with her for the rest of eternity.
No one noticed my family or I and as the last bit of dirt was thrown into the coffin; we all sunk further into the shadows and returned home. I was only home temporarily though, for I had no intention of living for much longer.
"Jasper and Emmett. Could you come here please?" I said in a strangled tone still standing by the doorway.
"No," I heard them say together as they both materialized in front of me.
"We know what you want," said jasper calmly, "and we will not kill you."
"For Bella," said Emmett in a clear, firm, and totally un-Emmett like tone, "she wouldn't want you to.
I didn't argue with them. I just took off running back to the cemetery. When I entered the graveyard moments later, and saw Bella's gravestone, all my plans crumbled. I had to protect my angel. She would rest peacefully.
I would watch over her for the rest of my eternity.
That was the first night I put the most beautiful bouquet of flowers I could find on her grave. The most beautiful flowers for the most beautiful girl that will never be forgotten...
End Flashback
I had another bouquet of freesia and roses in my grasp. I would place them on her grave again as I have done three times a day for the past 77 years, but this time I would also stop the person that has just started killing the flowers I lay out for Bella. I will not let her grave be disturbed. Then I heard someone running. By the footfalls I could tell it was a vampire. I kept my eyes trained on my angel's grave, and then she appeared out of know where.
A vampire with long flowing brown hair. She was simply dressed in a pair of loose jeans, a long sleeved white pull-over, and a pair of blue flats. She did not have the stance of a vampire who drank human blood. She looked small and fragile but very graceful. Her back was to me so I could not see her face.
Then she turned her head to her left and right and then right at me and her eyes paused her scanning as if she knew I was there. But I was not worried about her finding me or attacking me. I was frozen with shock and I could not move. My body had completely shut down as I took the most beautiful creature I had ever seen in with my eyes. I could not even gasp with shock. It was as if only my eyes worked as they watched her turn back to the grave.
I watched as she reached one hand out, and touch the beautiful flowers I had laid down for her. They died the moment she touched them.
I couldn't take it anymore, and the wind started to blow as I took my first step towards my beautiful angel. My body finally turning on again, I put my foot down for the first step and then when my foot made contact with the ground, her head whipped around, and I saw her flaring her nostrils as she smelt my scent glide toward her in the wind. Then we both froze as our eyes met boring into each other.
Then she was gone.
I could hear her light footfalls getting farther and farther away from me as she ran. I ran to her grave, placed down the flowers I had in my hand, and then I collapsed as my body shook fiercly with my dry sobs, as the shock and hurt and impossibility of it all took over me.
BPOV-
My shaking body eventually calmed enough for me to really take a look at my reflection. I was a mess. My appearance was more beautiful than it ever was when I was human, but my midnight blue eyes showed my messed up soul.
My midnight blue eyes made me different from other vampires. I was not like the ones that drank human blood and had crimson eyes, or like the vampires that drank only animal blood and had gold eyes like my previous vampire family when I was human.
I didn't drink blood. It was not that my body didn't crave for blood at first, but I refused to drink it. I was repelled by the idea of drinking blood when I was a human and now I was even more against it, because it was what sustained vampires and I wanted to be dead. But I don't need blood now. I can live without drinking blood, and blood never even tempted me. Not once since I had decided to starve.
As I stared into my abnormal eyes from the reflection in the river, I saw several questions flash as my intuition kicked in, but the only question I really focused on and had an answer to was if I had really just seen him...
Yes; that was Edward Cullen the love of my existence.
More sobs over took my body, and I felt a blanket being draped over my hunched shoulders. Part of my mind scoffed at the idea of me getting cold, but I just pulled the blanket tighter as arms wrapped me in a tight embrace crying along with me, and then I looked up into a pair of shining gold eyes that were boring into my midnight blue ones.
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