From chapter seven to twenty-six this story was beta'd by the wonderful topazeyez! (04/26/10)
Chapter 7
BPOV
Jasper and I ate dinner in the living room while watching Donnie Darko. I couldn't help but relate to the movie, strange things were happening in a small town. Donnie didn't really know what was going on… you and me both Donnie. At least you had a book to help you out with all the craziness. Charlie, as usual, didn't make it to dinner so we put the leftovers in the fridge. Charlie, being Charlie, called to make sure I was home safely. After about 10 minutes of me telling him I was fine and that I wasn't going to go anywhere, he finally seemed convinced and was happy that Jasper was keeping me company.
I could tell Jasper was still worried about me. Hell, I was worried about me. I honestly didn't know what had happened earlier. One theory was that I was just dreaming while sleep walking. Hallucinating was my other theory. Honestly, either of them I wasn't too keen about.
Overall, the conclusion I have come to is that none of what happened was real. Honestly, it couldn't be. How many times has a beautiful man showed up in someone's back yard, swept them off the feet, made them into stammering idiots, said things that made less sense than Hilary running as a Republican and left as quickly as they came? Yup….point made.
It was strange though, dream or not, when I was with that beautiful creature nothing else mattered, nothing else registered. It was as if no other person or thing existed. I didn't remember Jasper, my dad, my boyfriend, school or even how to breathe at certain points. I was just so drawn to him…him….My thoughts went back to his touch, his voice and that kiss.
It is a little frightening knowing that I could act that way. I've always been an independent person. Sure, I have been in relationships here and there. I have cared for people, but never did they consume all my thoughts. I don't know if it was my parents divorce or what, but I could never picture depending on someone and having my entire existence be about them. That's partially why it was all so frightening.
I must have been lost in my thoughts again because I could sense Jasper staring at me. I slowly looked over to him I smiled, hoping to reassure him that I was fine. He had been watching me intently ever since we got inside. I wasn't going to worry him over an apparent dream.
He still was staring, his blue eyes squinting at me, as if he was trying to figure something out.
Needing to break the silence, I told him, with the most determined voice I could muster, "Jasper…I'm fine. Like I said, I was sleepy and then I was in the back yard. I must have been dreaming. I'm just a little disoriented."
"Are you sure Bella? You have been acting quite strange since I found you," he said as his eyes softened.
I looked down at my hands in my lap. "Yes, you know…all these disappearances…I'm worried for everyone, for Charlie, you, and all our friends." I hesitated for a second before I said the next part. Do I want to hear 'I told you so?' "Also, the fact that Mike is clearly cheating on me with Lauren, that is about as great as getting your teeth pulled."
I sighed and looked back up at him. Jasper was grinning back at me. Oh, here it comes. Jasper smugly stated, "What, am I hearing this correctly? Are you actually acknowledging the fact that Mike is not-so-great?"
I squinted my eyes at him and did my best glare, which apparently he only found humorous. He laughed and said, "If only some charming, good-looking friend of yours warned you, and this all could have been avoided."
"Yeah, yeah, all hail Jasper and his all knowing wisdom." I mockingly raised both of my hands and bowed to him.
He laughed while clutching his stomach. "Well, what does this mean Bella? Are you going to break up with him?'
"Yeah, I'll worry about that later. I'm sure he is worried about his friends being gone, so I'll break up with him when this is all over."
Jasper rolled his eyes. "Yeah, he seemed all torn up inside about his missing friends."
Just then, Jasper's and my cell phone went off indicating we both received a text message. We looked at the message and I couldn't help but shake my head
Hey everyone! Thought it would be great if we all get together tomorrow for breakfast. Let's meet at Carrie's diner around 10 to celebrate no school! Cya all there. –J
"Well she seems excited," Jasper said.
"Oh yeah, can't wait to go so Lauren can give me dirty looks, Jessica can talk about the dance which is a month away, and so Mike and Lauren can think they're being sneaky and flirt in front of me. Oh and have all of them, minus Angela and you of course, ignore the fact that people keep going missing and are probably dead," I said while I rolled my eyes.
"So…..pick you up at 9:30?" He said, smirking.
"Yup," I said in a fake chipper voice.
"I guess I'm going to go to bed now Jasper. I know all we did was watch two movies, nap and make dinner, but for some reason I feel extremely tired."
He nodded his head, gathered his stuff and went towards the door. He stopped before he reached for the handle and turned around.
"Just be careful Bella," he said in a very earnest tone.
"I was just about to tell you the same thing." I smiled at him.
He smiled back and sighed. "Well don't investigate any strange noises and if you can help it, don't go walking around half-a-sleep, ok?"
I nodded, walked over to him and threw my arms around his neck. I hugged him tightly and didn't let go for over a minute. When I finally let go he just chuckled at me and stated, "Ok, so immediately lock this door and call me if you need anything!"
"Yes Sir!" I exclaimed as I jokingly stood up straight and saluted him.
I could hear him laughing as he left. I double bolted the door and picked up everything in the living room. I was going to go upstairs and figure out what was wrong with my head, hopefully figure out why I was dreaming of such a beautiful creature…my angel. I dragged myself up the stairs, made sure all the windows were shut, changed into my pajamas and collapsed on my bed.
Before I even had a chance to dwell over anything, I could feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness.
I didn't know how much time had passed before I looked up and there he was, standing over me, looking into my eyes… my heavenly creature.
I groggily reached up toward him, smiled, and whispered, "My Angel." His laugh, which I believe I've become addicted to, filled my room. He leaned closer to me and hovered over my bed, mere inches from my face. He reached over and stroked my cheek. I could feel how cold his skin was but it didn't bother me.
He softly said with a crooked grin, "I'm far from an Angel, my Bella." Never taking his hand from the side of my face, he leaned down and put his lips to the side of my neck. I heard him take in a deep breath and then he started a trail of kisses down my neck. My eyes rolled back into my head. How can he make me feel this euphoric with just kissing my neck? This has never happened, with any of my past boyfriends. This is the best dream ever.
He pulled his lips away from my neck and put his other hand on the other side of my cheek. He gazed into my eyes and stated, "Try not to get overeager this time; I would hate to stop this prematurely."
I figured he was talking about the last time when I grabbed him and kissed him forcefully. No way do I want this to stop. I will try everything in my power not to move. I slowly nodded my head in agreement.
He seemed happy with my answer and leaned closer to my lips. He kissed me softly, too softly, but damn me to hell if I was going to complain. I felt his right hand move down my face to stop at my chest. Was he going to….
Before I could even finish that thought, he grabbed my breast. I was in heaven…it felt so wonderful. He pulled away from my lips and starting kissing the side of my face, bringing his lips right next to my ear. My breathing was getting faster and faster. I couldn't even fathom what was going on.
"My perfect, lovely Bella," I heard him whisper in my ear. He pecked my neck and I heard him say, "Mine." Then he moved up to my jaw and again I heard, "Mine." Then to my lips, he started to kiss with a little more force than when he started, which I loved. He pulled away, stared into my eyes and said with more force, "Mine."
That time he said it as if he wanted me to acknowledge it. I nodded and whispered, "Yours." Of course I told him that, my wonderful hallucination or whatever he was, I would have offered him anything then and there.
My lovely hallucination smirked down at me, he seemed very pleased and started to kiss me again with such force, I was beyond the euphoria that I reached before. I stupidly went up to grab his hair, even though I agreed that I wouldn't push anything. Before I even had a chance to get a good grip he took my right arm with his left hand and pinned it above my head.
He pulled away briefly and said, "You belong to me, Bella." He moved to my neck again. I figured that must be his favorite spot because he lingered there the most.
He repeated himself. "You belong to me!" There was going to be no argument from me. I nodded my head as he continued to kiss me all over my neck, face, jaw, you name it…
"I want you to say it out loud Bella. Who do you belong to?" It sounded as if he growled. He continued kissing me, touching me…
I tried to articulate words though the euphoria my body was feeling, through the haziness of my mind. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, I whispered out, "You."
He stopped and brought his face right over mine. The side of his lips turned up into a half grin. I reached toward him with my left hand to run it through his hair. He took that with his free hand and held that over my head right next to the other one. He continued to grin down at me and with a smug tone he said, "I didn't quite hear you, Bella."
He attacked my mouth with his again, and then continued over to the other side of my neck. It was too much, too much good feelings, "You!" I all but screamed.
This seemed to make my delusion, hallucination, or whatever you want to call it, very happy. His lips went back to my mouth and he started kissing with so much force. It finally felt like he wasn't holding anything back. I decided to be the one to bite his lip this time. I bit down hard on his bottom lip, then I heard him growl. He seemed to like it but then the pressure of his hands around my arms sudden increased with the intensity of his kisses. All of a sudden, I heard a whimper escape from my mouth. I barely noticed the pain in my arms, and then in a moment he was gone.
Breathing rapidly, and utterly confused I turned my head to look for where he went. I couldn't even lift my head up because of the exhausted state I was in. Turning my head all the way to the side I finally saw my heavenly creature in the corner of my room. He was staring at me and breathing heavily himself. He seemed to be in a crouch with his body pressed up against the wall.
"I hurt you," he said, so softly that I almost didn't hear him. I looked at him confused for a second and raised my arms over my head to look at them. I could see two bruises already forming. It barely hurt when it happened and it already stopped hurting. I bruise easily… I would think a figment of my own imagination would know this.
I looked back at him as he slowly walked over to the bed. He sat down on the edge and brushed the hair out of my face. He looked down at my arms and slowly ran his hands over them, his cold skin felt nice. I let out a long breath and closed my eyes. I was tired and this felt good, it relaxed me.
I opened my eyes back up when I heard him speak. "It was too much, too soon little lamb. I should have known better. I thought I could control my strength."
"It's ok…" I groggily said. "I bruise easily and you did warn me not to get overeager." I laughed slightly, looked up to him and smiled.
He looked down at me with a confused glance with one eyebrow raised. "You are actually blaming yourself?" He smiled and shook his head side to side. "You really are one of a kind Bella. No this is my fault, I should have known better." He smiled at me, but then his head shot up; he looked out the window into the dark night and his eyes squinted. He looked back down at me. "It doesn't matter anyways, this will not be an issue soon enough. We won't have to worry about this happening again."
My eyes widened at his words. He got up to leave but I grabbed his arm to stop him. He looked back with a confused expression when I said, "But….I don't want you to go, I don't want this dream to end."
My chest started to hurt at the thought of not dreaming of my perfect angel. He sat down quickly, moved his hand to cup my cheek, and grinned. "Silly little lamb," he softly said. "This isn't a dream love. I will never leave you. You belong to me and you always will. We just don't have to worry about this…" He picked up my arms to show the bruise portion of them "…happening again."
I wanted to argue with him that this couldn't be real, that of course I was dreaming, but I couldn't deny my angel anything. I gave in right then, no arguing, I would just play along.
He leaned down and kissed the top of my forehead. He pulled away and looked right into my eyes. "Try not to get in too much trouble. It won't be too long now." He started to walk toward my window, ignoring the longing in my chest I decided that I at least needed a name for my delusion, if he was going to be sticking around.
"Wait," I softly said. He was half way out the window when he turned around. My eyelids were becoming as heavy as 50-pound weights, slowly opening and closing. "Your name?" I finally breathed out.
He gave the crooked smile that I have grown to love so much and said, "Edward."
My eyes finally closed. Edward…what a perfect name…
RIIINNNG….RIIINGGG….RRRIIINNGGGG
I reluctantly opened my eyes. I heard the constant ringing coming from the nightstand next to my bed. I sighed and went to grab my cell phone. However, when you're as coordinated as I am and you are apparently tangled in your blankets, the outcome is landing on the floor with a loud THUD.
I groaned and didn't even try to get untangled. I reached up from the ground and grabbed the phone off my nightstand.
"Hello?" I said, my voice sounding hoarse.
"Well hello to you too sunshine," I could hear Jasper's chipper voice through the phone.
I just groaned back into the phone, too tired to formulate words.
"I figured I would give you a wake up call since you were so tired when I left last night. It's nine, you have a half an hour, so get your ass in gear!" he said while laughing into the phone.
"Yeah yeah…I'm getting up, see you soon," I said before he even had a chance to respond.
I started to untangle myself from the blankets and shivered. I looked over to see the window was open. Ok…I know that I closed that last night….could he really have been here? Is he not a delusion? I shook my head. No, Charlie could have come in to check on me and opened the window, yeah, that seems more logical…
I dragged myself to the bathroom. I got to the sink and grabbed my toothbrush. I reached for the medicine cabinet to get the toothpaste when I froze. In the reflection of the mirror, I could see a dark spot on my arm. I slowly bent my arm so it was directly in front of my face. My jaw dropped, I moved my other arm so I could see it clearer. My heart rate sped up and my eyes widened. I couldn't deny it anymore; I couldn't feign ignorance any longer. Two large bruised imprints of hands were staring back at me. It was real. He was real. I put my arms down and looked at the reflection in the mirror. There I was, staring back with a confused as hell expression on my face, my mouth hanging slightly open, frozen in my stance. OK….I'm a believer, but a believer of what? He wasn't human, that is one thing I knew for sure, but what was he?That was something I intended to find out.
