Disclaimer: I own nothing of Twilight. SM does, I just swim a few laps in her pool
AN: Once again sorry about the cliffie. Thanks to all of the readers out there. Edward is in for one hell of a shock! Where is he? Why is he there? Most importantly when?
Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place where I find peace again.
You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose...you're everything.
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want your all I need
You're everything, everything.
You're all I want you're all I need.
You're everything, everything
You're all I want you're all I need, you're everything, everything.
EPOV:
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"I need 10ccs of epi-Stat!" I could hear someone fading out. BEEEEE- Then I saw a light. A bright light shone at the end of a…tunnel? There I saw her face smiling, my beautiful angel, my Bella. So I'm dead now? How is anyone going to bust the Volturi now? I guess with my luck the damn journal got blown to hell just like me. At least my love is waiting for me. "Edward, you're not dead. This isn't your time. Go back, my love." I answered, "Bella, I love you! I'm so sorry I wasn't able…" She smiled her chocolate brown eyes fixed on me. "Edward, it's okay. I know. I always knew all along. Go back." I cried out, "Bella! I'll find a way to be with you! I'll save you! I love you!" With that she faded away as I began to regain my consciousness. Bella. Isabella Marie Swan. I have to save you. I will find a way… My last thoughts echoed in the corners of my soul, as I waited for my harsh reality to return, and allowed the darkness to surround me. …
"Cause you're all I want, You're all I need
You're everything, everything
You're all I want your all I need"
"SLAP!" My arm stretched out to hit the snooze button on my- Alarm radio?I haven't had to use one of those in ten years?
Confused, I stumbled- What the fuck? I'm in my parent's house, in my old room?
Fuck, I need a shower and a beer. I dropped my clothes and made my way into the bathroom. I grabbed a towel and took a look in the mirror to check my stubble.
Holy fuck! Where are the scars and that ridiculous tattoo Emmett made me get in Rio? I had to admit I seemed to be in a bit less shape, but…damn! How long was I out of it and how badly was I burned? I mean, they must have had to do some kind of cosmetic surgery or something that removed my tattoo.
I sighed and turned on the shower nozzles to the hottest temperature that I could stand and waited for the water to heat. I felt it just right, so I stepped into the shower and quickly washed my hair.
I had hair! I had always kept it so short after the military. Okay. Something is definitely weird. I could have sworn I just heard a news program from downstairs saying it was August? What the hell is going on here?
I made my way to the closet and reached for a shirt. What? Seriously! I haven't dressed in designer button-ups since high school. I put on a pair of Armani slacks, a whit undershirt and a sea-foam Armani button-up.
I rolled the sleeves to three-quarters and turned just in time to see Alice, my half-pint pixie-like sister, appear in the doorway. She looked like she did when she was sixteen, her steel gray eyes easy grin and spiky dark hair accented by perfect make-up and her ever-present sense of style.
Am I dreaming? This is the most fucked up realistic dream I've ever had, yet I still didn't feel like I was dreaming.
"Hey there, bigbro! What's the dealio?" Huh? Alice hadn't spoken in "gangsta" since high school either!
"Alice? Um- I know this may sound a little strange, but…." I began somewhat afraid of sounding a bit crazy or delusional. She quickly cut me off, "Can it! Sparky, look Bella is coming over in a minute and…."
Bella? As in: my Bella? Isabella Marie Swan? But she's dead, dumbass! Are you fucking insane or what?
I head the doorbell ring just then and Alice gave me a strange look as I followed her downstairs. I was going to see her, whether my retarded evil sister liked it or not!
Alice opened the door and there the door came my angel, Bella. She was so vibrant, young and absolutely stunning. She too, looked like she was still in high school. Her wavy mahogany hair cascaded down her back, and set off the nice furious blush that came to her cheeks off set her chocolate brown eyes, so deep and alluring. The warmth that flooded from behind those eyes, pulled me in. I was a goner!
