Hello ladies and gentlemen. Here is the third chapter in our rapidly developing story that I'm writing. I need you help though. Of course. What author wouldn't? So, now that we've established that, REVIEW!! AH!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything made by Stephanie Meyer. I don't own the characters, plot, great ideas; in fact, I don't own ANYTHING. Seriously. Har.
Chapter 2
I gasped and pressed my palm to my lips, suppressing a scream I knew would escape my lips if I hadn't. Staring right into my eyes with a cold look of supremacy was my nightmare man. He flung himself through the window and trapped me in his arms. I wiggled and flailed, letting out a blood-curdling scream. Abruptly he stopped me with a cold hard kiss. I ripped myself out of his arms and ran across the room towards the door, grabbing my lamp and hurling it at him. He caught it and flung it out the window in one fluid movement. He growled and pounced at me grabbing me again and breathing into my face. Suddenly I felt drowsy and I began to sway in his arms.
"That's right." He cooed. "Go to sleep my sweet." My eyes closed and I drifted into unconsciousness.
I rolled onto my side, letting out a moan as I felt the bruises from my resistance ache. I felt Edward's cold lips press against mine and I slid my arms around his chest, finding comfort in his cold embrace. I sighed and settled in again, drifting off, but not before hearing a soft, impersonal chuckle and the words:
"Edward? Only in your dreams sweet Bella. I am not Edward." I brushed them off, not thinking anything to be suspicious, falling into a dreamless sleep.
I woke to a soft lullaby and I felt my body sway. I looked up into the bright azure eyes above me and relaxed, listening to the sweet song he sung. He smiled, and my brain still fuzzy I didn't realize that the person so close to me was not my Edward, as soon as I did though, cold lips pressed against mine and I released a muffled cry. My nightmare man released me and spoke:
"Dear, sweet Bella, I know so much about you, and yet, you know nothing of me." I shot him a puzzled look and he chuckled. Thinking, the only good question I could stir up in my muddled mind was:
"What is your name?" He smiled and pressed a kiss to my forehead, brushing my hair back with his fingertips.
"My name? My name is Nathaniel, but if you wish, you may call me Nathan." I nodded, my mind still in a fog. He leaned down, pressing his lips to my neck. As soon as he did I became alarmed and jumped up, yelling and running towards the door. He sighed, unfazed, and appeared in front of me, blocking the door.
"I guess we'll have to do this the hard way then." He growled. "He grabbed my arms and dragged me up to his lips and kissed me. I screamed against his mouth but it came out as a weak,
"Mmmmph." He scowled and lowered his lips, once again, to my neck. As his fangs unsheathed I shuddered and struggled, kicking at him. He shook me and looked towards the window for a moment. Taking advantage of the distraction, I pointed as best as I could and yelled,
"Oh God! Look!" He spun around and I ran as fast as I could, down the stairs, through the kitchen, and into the woods. As soon as my breathing slowed I pressed two fingers to my heart and willed Edward to hear my thoughts.
'Edward, I know you don't love me, but I'm sure that I love you. I'm in trouble and I don't know what's happening. Please help me; I'm afraid that these might be the last words I speak for I know he's coming to get me. Just know that I love you and I don't want you to miss me when I'm gone.'
"I love you, Edward." I whispered, then took a deep breath, mustering up every ounce of strength I had.
"ALICE!!!" I screamed, and took off towards Edward's house, knowing there was no way I would get there in time. "Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice!!!" I yelled, pushing myself to go faster and pumping my legs. I heard a curse behind me and I fell, tangling in a large jumble of brush, banging my head and losing consciousness.
When I woke I heard shouting and turned over to see two dark shapes wrestling on the ground. I instantly knew that it was Edward and Nathaniel.
"Edward!!" I yelled. I heard muffled growls and the occasional sound of a fist on flesh. I winced and tried again.
"Edward!!" I started to cry, becoming desperate and hoping to God that it was him.
"Sort of busy, Bella." I heard from the tangle of limbs. Suddenly there was a loud crack and a shout of pain. The tussle stopped and I peered closer to see if Edward was okay. The sight I was greeted with made my gut clench and my heart stop.
"Edward… Edward…" I whispered, rushing over to him and leaning over the bloody body. No sound or movement came from him and a tear ran down my cheek.
"No Edward. No…" I stared at the huge gash along his bare chest, marring his beauty. It wasn't healing rapidly like all of the vampire's wounds do; in fact it wasn't healing at all. With that realization I began weeping softly, chanting his name into the night sky.
"Alice…" I cried. "Alice… Edward…" I fell down next to Edward and shook. Lying there I didn't notice anything right away but soon a growl came behind me and something grabbed my neck, pulling my shaken body up from the ground in one swift movement.
"Aghh. Help…" I gave a weak cry, not caring much anymore, for my Edward was not coming back to me, not now, maybe not ever.
Ooooh. Evil cliffy. I hate to hold reviews hostage but…. I'm gonna anyway. Muahahahah! So review and I'll make another chapter. (I'm already developing a great idea!!)
-Laurennn!
