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Chapter 6 Someone beside me
Bella's POV:
As a little girl, I always dreamed myself to be someone as beautiful, as kind, as lovable like a princess. I knew I am dad's princess. He's not a man of words, but I can see it in his eyes. There was me in his eyes, along with the love he had in store for me.
I had once thought dad might have imprint on me.
When Jacob told me that werewolves imprint on their soulmates, I almost was desperate enough to find some werewolf and let he/she turn me into one. Honestly, who wouldn't want to find the soulmate that was made for you and you only in this world. The one who can get all your thoughts, the one who know what you want and try his/her best for you to get that for you. Soulmate is the story of prince and princess living in the modern world.
Jacob also said, with a disgusted face, that vampire also have soulmates, though they don't imprint somehow. When they meet, they know. Kind of imprint, that might be.
Though dad hadn't and wouldn't imprint on me, I could register the love in his eyes. They say that one can see love from someone who love you, and I believe that. Even now.
Even now, when Edward sank his teeth deep down into my neck, and I could feel my pulse slow down to, to nothing at all.
I knew he loved me, from the way his eyes shone, in the dim light what moon could offer. He was strangled between changing me or not, between whether this would be good to me or not. I knew he didn't want to make this decision for me, but, he made, and I wouldn't ever complain about that.
Not because I wanted to be a vampire, deep down in my heart, I still kept some normal sense of being afraid of them though having been dating a vampire as my first love. I still loved being a human, though awkward, clumsy, less beautiful. But if I'd had a chance, I would have like to cling to my human part, and stay human.
However, I truly hoped to have an eternity with Edward. So, I could see myself being changed. Not in this way, of course. But I was fine for now, though, before the next wave of pain and fire began.
Just a second before that, I cleared my mind of thinking anything of Edward, which only brought me hope for him to be alive. That was not even a thing to worry about, I meant, vampires were so strong, so unearthly, magically fast and never get tired. It would be difficult for one to kill, right?
I screamed, and the voice sounding not too bad. It was strange enough for me to notice these things when I was being changed, but I had been strange since I was a human anyway.
Not until the wave passed and I felt it had finally, eventually ended did I realize there was someone talking.
About me, actually.
'How can Bella survive this? I can't even imagine what she will do when she…'
No, no, no. Something went terribly wrong in that accident. I couldn't help but think about Edward. Edward, the guy I barely knew, my boyfriend, my lifesaver.
I was brave enough to breath, thinking I would break into tears. Which, thankfully, I didn't have to now. Which reminded me who caused me to be in this stage, and I mourned for Edward.
Edward.
Edward.
Edward.
I had to repeat that name three times in my heart to remind myself that he was someone that was so deeply in love with me, and he would never ever abandon me. Never.
If you asked me who you wanted to name as the most trustworthy boyfriend in this world, it would be Edward. I didn't even have to hesitate for a moment.
It came from my heart direct towards my mouth, and it would be out before myself register it.
I loved him, he loved me, it was instinct for both of us.
And I opened my eyes, wanting to make sure that he was beside my bed.
Nope, he wasn't. Okay, I should have known that vampires, being vampires, do have there needs. No need to eat, maybe, but they do have to relax sometimes, right?
It was not like I haven't heard people talking, maybe they were having a meeting now. The Cullens were a strange family, and they did strange things in this little town. Jacob had said that I should have been away from them, that they might drink my blood someday. He always had some prejudice when coming to vampires. The family wouldn't bother to stay this long in a town and make their appearance in hospital, in school, in shopping mall, if they want to drink somebody's blood. They would just do it and flee.
They may slip and drink someone, of course. However, if that was the case, how could they made it to school?
When I hadn't been one of them, and hadn't known them that well, I trusted them, and I knew I was safe with them.
They say that girls like me don't have any sense of being secure and stay away from danger. But girls like me can sense the real danger, and prejudice passing down from generations.
We knew what was danger and what wasn't. We protected ourselves quite well.
The voices started once again. See, they were having a meeting now. I tried to beat myself up. Yes, I tried, but those sentences said by someone downstairs really get under my skin.
How could they say that Edward should be buried in a grave this Friday? How could they?
Edward was the man sitting right among them, right? Please tell me that all those bullshit were just some joke, just some joke! Emmet, Jasper, or somebody said that. They had known Edward for hundreds of years, they must be kidding.
They had to be kidding.
I got up from my bed which was soaked with my blood, and went to wardrobe to find some clothes. I should be proper when facing them about this issue. Seriously, who should be joke about one's death.
My heart sank. But, maybe, I meant, maybe, that vampires have this little creepy hobby. Who knows? I shrugged, and put on a pair of jeans.
I dashed out of my room, before crashing into a set of chest. Said chest vibrated, and the smile of its owner echoed through the room.
'Clumsy as ever, Bells?' Emmet was quite amused with my little accident, while I just stared at him, furious. I had thought I could protect myself, but definitely not it seems. I haven't even go out of the house, and my clumsy had already caused me to hurt someone and myself.
'Oh well, kitten has claws.' He seemed rather surprised, and I couldn't help but smile a little at him. I felt that he was trying to make me smile, kind of awkward but moving.
Jasper also smiled at his expression. I glimpsed at him, and I took a double take.
He got scars on his skin, I had known it before. That didn't mean I saw them with my vampire's eyesight. He got his skin covered by scars, you almost couldn't find somewhere that was out of them.
Before I knew it, I burst into tears, holding him tight to me.
'Who did this?' I uttered out, keeping my eyes shut, unable to look at his skin.
'What?' He seemed quite confused, who wouldn't when being asked a question like this?
'He was killed by them.' Emmet choked.
This time I was confused. I glared at him, for saying the nonsense.
Then it struck me. It hit me rather hard, I have to say.
I turned around, facing him.
'Emmet, you should stop kidding about people's death, it's far from amusing!' I accused him. He really should have a sense of self-preservation when he said that.
I stormed back to the bedroom, only stopped to see a room beside the one I had stayed in. The room where a vampire sleeping soundly on a bed.
My prince was there, I had to get there.
I struggled to get there, finally reaching the bed.
And there he was, pale as ever, still as ever, and eyes closed.
A hand was on my shoulder when I collapsed beside him, and an bone-crashing embrace was offered.
So any thoughts on what should this new vampire called Bella's gift would be?
Why didn't she react when there was blood on her bed? Why didn't she feel thirsty?
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