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Forever Today
Chapter 4
I took a long shower tonight. I had a lot to think of. Everything that happened a few hours ago were constantly running through my thoughts. They were intertwined with emotions that I couldn't quite understand; anger. I was angry at the situation that presented itself so forcefully. My death. Though I wasn't prepared for fate, I was really scared as well as unprepared for Edward's reaction. I sat in Carlisle's office, not wanting to see Edward face to face. I could only imagine the possibilities that could come out of Alice's vision. The one that concerned me the most was Edward taking the vision upon himself and staying away. Though I wanted him near. I could tell that Edward was thinking along these lines as well because I heard an instant argument that erupted downstairs. "Are you serious?" I heard Edwards voice yell.
I started towards the door. I had to make my opinion known. I reached the top of the stairs I hesitated. "Carlisle, I can't let this happen. I care too much…I-I love her too much to let anything happen." Edward was standing in the middle of the living room, in all his glory. He was beautiful. His hands were at his sides; a defeated gesture. He stared at the floor before him. Burning a hole in it. He was surrounded by his family who were seated around him, striking in contrast with the all-white room. No one noticed me standing there except Rosalie who snorted. Apparently they had not allowed Rosalie to say anything about the matter. This was a perfect opportunity for her. She stood and began to laugh hysterically. Her light melodic voice echoed throughout the room. I leaned on the railing for support. "And all of this heartache for this silly human." She said waving her hand towards me dismissively. My eyes shifted from Rosalie to Edward. His eyes hoarded into mine. His hand covering his mouth and nose. Esme looked as though she was about to say something but it was Carlisle who was the first to speak.. "Go Edward." He said. That's when I came to him. I looked to the left and right of me for encouragement as I came towards him. Alice met my gaze, her expression unreadable. Jasper lending me his strength by allowing me to feel brave at this moment; even though I knew that it was his doing. Emmett looked sympathetic towards the situation, which was weird. Rosalie snorted and said something under her breath that caused Emmett to put his arm around her. Esme was torn between sadness and determination. Carlisle was lost in thought. Edward…my sweet Edward was looking at me. His eyes soft and loving. He looked at me as if for the first time. Adoring. His hand slightly trailed my jaw line before swooping me into his arms; holding me recklessly close. He nodded to Carlisle before walking out the door. I looked back on the family that I have learned to love and respect with wide tearful eyes.
So, back in the present: In the solitude of my bathroom, I thought of this. My tears mingling with the steam and water from the shower. I knew Edward could hear despite my attempt to conceal my sobs. The conversation that we would have tonight, I was not anticipating. I stepped out of the shower, my skin feeling fragile from staying in the shower too long. I ran a comb through my hair. As I looked in the mirror, I noticed that my eyes were bright and my skin was pale despite the shower. I threw on my tank top and shorts and walked back down the hall to my room. I entered hugging my wet towel and clothes. The door closed automatically behind me causing me to gasp. "Bella…come here."
The room was pitch black and I could only see the silhouette of Edward who stood so that I could see what direction to walk in. I exhaled slowly as I felt his hands slide around my waist to the small of my back. "Mmmm" Edward said something and began to rock our bodies back and forth, stroking my hair down to my waist. I grabbed him as if he were my lifeline. "Bella?" he began. I shook my head. "No…not now Edward. Just hold me." I whispered tilting my face upward to seek his. In the darkness, I felt his cool breath on my ear, then my cheek, my lips. I kissed him tenderly, lightly at first. Our kiss deepened as I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him to the floor with me; my legs were no longer working. As we knelt there in the dark, engulfed in one another, I realized that I was whimpering every time we broke our embrace. The tears were uncontrollable. Edward placed both hands on my shoulders to look into my eyes. They weren't open right away. I slowly opened them. I let out a shaky laugh that sounded more like a cry. "Edward…what are we going to do?" I said. My voice was barely a whisper. Edward surprised me by laughing. "Bella, its okay." He said. " I have everything under control."
"But—"
"Bella, do you honestly think that I would let fate try to harm you again?" he said pulling into his lap. We were still on the floor. " I almost let it happen…God knows how many times, but not now. Not this time. Not ever. I love you Bella." He said simply. I sniffled for a second. I was glad that he had no way of reading my mind. I was thinking about how simple things would be if he had changed me the way I had asked him to. I shook my head against his chest to get those images out of my head. "Edward, what am I going to do with you."
"Stay with me. That's all you have to do to stay alive."
My voice was caught in my throat at his choice of words. Did this mean that if I didn't that there would be a possibility that I would die? Edward caught on to what I was thinking and shifted me in his arms so that my head was cradled in the crook of his arm. I had little time to think about what was just said because Edward had picked me up and placed me gently under the covers. As soon as I felt him beside me in the bed, I quickly turned on the bedside light to look into Edward's face. He was under the covers with me, his hair was slightly messy though pushed out of his face by his hand that propped him up. He wore a v-neck white t-shirt. He smirked and traced the shape of my lips with his finger. Fate was troubling him yet again and my dear Edward thought that he could fight the world if it posed a threat to me. Though I was fully aware of my being prone to accidents. "Edward, tell me what your family said about the vision. Did anything change in Alice's vision?"
Edward's eyes hardened but his smile stayed in place. He just pulled me closer and put his arms around me. I could tell that this would be one of those forbidden subject like the subject of him changing me. I sighed and rested my head on Edward's arm. Where was point in me wanting to know about my demise? School would be starting in two days and I would rather have that on my mind than how I was going to die. When I voiced this to Edward, his grip tightened on my waist reflexively. I wanted to ask why, but I figured that everything would surface in due time. As long as I was with Edward, I knew that I would stand a fighting chance in life. I would survive.
