A/N
Here is a new installment of 'He's Mine!' I know you've been waiting a long time for it, I just had terrible writer's block. This story has no original plot line, I kind of make it up as I go along, but I think I've got it figured out now.
BTW, thank you to all the reviewers! Keep on reviewing!
I would like to dedicate this chapter to two of my bestest friends, Sedi and Brooke, because they threw me an AWESOME surprise BDAY party. I was VERY surprised, and I want to let them know : I LOVE Y'ALL!! Moving on. Chapter 7!! I really think you'll like it :)
Chapter 7
Edward POV
I was miserable. Absolutely miserable! I had somehow felt propelled to leave Bella. My beautiful, beautiful Bella. My muse, my darling, my love. Something had happened, I knew it. There was no other reason for leaving beautiful Bella. And I felt drawn to Tanya.
TANYA! Of all people, it was Tanya that my heart now craved for. But, it was a different love from the one I shared with Bella. More…artificial, somehow. As if I was being somehow forced to love her. Yet, I could not stop. The feeling was overwhelming.
The first day I had spent with her was pure bliss. My heart was bursting with passion for the lovely strawberry blonde vampire. Her lips were lush, and her eyes were full of kept secrets. I longed to de-mask her of said secrets. To uncover, to unravel, to untwine, to unbraid those dark, distant, stealthy, clandestine, surreptitious secrets.
The second day, I spent in her private cottage. Tanya was the leader of her clan. The Carlisle of the Denali clan, if I may say so. And so, she had so many more privileges than the others. She was also the best out of the five (Irina is not dead yet) to maintain the vegetarian diet. It was not perfected, nor as good as Carlisle's, but it was a lot better than any of her sisters', or her brother's.
She spent the entire day trying to talk me into getting into bed with her. I wanted to maintain my purity, and I tried very hard to keep myself from hearing her lustful thoughts. Her fantasies were repulsive, yet I still felt that artificial love. I wanted to 'sleep' with her. To undress her, and love her, and do things I had never done.
But I did not. I wanted to keep myself for Bella. I imagined going home to Bella, and her taking me back. Having the wedding of our dreams, and the wedding night to match. I knew that even if I did get out of this place, a place I used to call home, she would not take a second glance in my direction.
The third, fourth, fifth and sixth days I spent in her cottage, again. Those same events unfolding, day after day after day. The talking, the lust, the fantasies all from Tanya. The want, the need, the fight, the force, the grief, the pain, all from me.
On the seventh day, she let me out of that cottage. We hunted together.
It was fun, like old times. Times before Bella, and times before her love. I could see the love and the need and the want in her fiery gold eyes. And I could also see an internal struggle. Anytime, other than the days inside the cottage, that I tried to look into her mind, she began reciting all the cities in Russia. And then Poland, followed by Norway, and then Sweden, and then China.
Another week had passed. Some days we spent in the cottage, and others we spent in the main house with Kate, Irina, Carmen and Eleazar. We had lengthy discussions about different things, we played cards, and once, during a storm, we played baseball.
Even when my family and I had lived with them, we had never really played baseball with Tanya's family.
They were more reserved, and we were more…feral.
Even when we played this week, they did not take a liking to it. Kate, who had always been the wildest one, was the only one who enjoyed it. She would laugh and laugh and laugh. Her laugh was whimsical, and unorthodox, but I still enjoyed it. I was with Tanya, and Carmen, while Kate, Eleazar and Irina were on the opposing team. I laughed just thinking about it. Not out of humour, but out of the idea of playing baseball in Alaska. But we had done it.
((Flashback))
"The silence is overwhelming! I can't take it!" Kate screams. She also begins to laugh, at herself no doubt. I can see it in her thoughts, she wishes she had a mate to travel and spend time with. She wishes she had what Carmen has. She turns her head towards her, and I see the situation through her mind.
Eleazar, staring at Carmen, and Carmen, staring at Eleazar. The look they give each other is full of passion, and love. I switch my concentration into Eleazar's mind. I see Carmen through his eyes; A beautiful, sensitive, wonderful woman. Not wanting to intrude on their private moment, I shut out everyone's mind but my own.
"Let's go do something" Kate announces, "Like right now!" Although she was born such a long, long time ago, she had adopted the twenty first century way of speaking. Her words no longer carried the clear, crisp pronunciation that once was heard in everyone's voice. She now carried a teenage like way of speaking, full of excitement and anticipation.
"Kate, what would please you?" Tanya asks. I can tell she wants to get away from me, as I have yet to surrender to any of her desires.
"Something fun!" Kate gets up and waltzes over to the piano. "Let's play music!" Her voice trills at the thought of new excitement.
"Edward will play" Tanya decides. I turn to look at her, about to give her a look that says "I don't think so", when she locks her eyes onto mine, and a look of deep concentration crosses her face. I suddenly feel propelled to do what she asks.
"Yes, love" I surprise myself by calling her 'love', a name I habitually reserve for Bella.
I get up, and sit down at the piano. "What would you like me to play?" I ask, trying to force my way out of this fake love.
"Whatever pleases you, my darling" In the last word, I hear a hint of her original Russian surfacing.
I begin playing Clair de Lune, trying to engross myself into the song. As my fingers move along the keys, I feel myself getting out of the artificial feeling. It's as if I was submerged underwater, and I am suddenly resurfacing. As I play the last note, Tanya brings me back in.
She rubs my shoulders, and purrs in my ear.
"Wow Edward…That was really amazing…I wonder what else you can do with those fingers…" She suggests seductively.
Thankfully, Kate breaks the silence.
"Edwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard? Whaddoyoo and your family due when you're bored?" She sounds a tad whiny, but I don't really think anything of it.
"Well," I begin, trying to catch a train of thought "When there's a storm, we play baseball in the clearing north of our home." I say it casually, as it was meant to be.
"Really?" She jumps up and down with excitement. "I wanna play! Look, look, look!" She point frantically to the window, where intimating dark purple clouds are forming.
"It's gonna rain! It's gonna rain! It's gonna raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!" She sounds more excited than Emmett when he gets a new wrestling partner.
"Ah, cariño, if you want to play, I'll play, too. I'm sure it'll be muy divertido" Carmen says
"Yeah, I'll play" Eleazar says. I see, through his mind, that he will go anywhere Carmen goes.
"Ya, me too. It'll be fun" Irina says.
"Edward…" Tanya says, while furiously batting her eyelashes at me, "Will you teach me?" She places her index finger under my chin, and lifts my head up. She looks into my eyes, and that deep concentration passes over her face. I feel like I will do anything for this woman.
"Of course" I say, surprised at myself. "Let's go" Lucky for them, when I left, I packed 3 bats, just in case. I run up to the cottage, into my room, grab them, and then run back. I come back and everyone looks ready to play. I lead them outside.
After that, Kate takes up leader position. She begins running, and we all follow.
"I know the perfect place" She says "It's big, empty, and private" She sounds ecstatic.
"Mmmmm…" Tanya whispers in my ear "Privacy…doesn't that sound grrrrreat right now?" Again, the ancient Russian accent came and dipped itself into her words.
The fake lust was back. The want, the need, the desire. But Bella's beautiful, soft features flooded my mind, and I put in the extra effort to fight the urges. The urges I knew weren't really real.
"Let's just play, alright?" I say, masking my annoyance.
"Yay! This is gonna be SO much fun!" Kate starts running around the clearing, at first I am not sure what exactly it is that she is doing, but then I understand, because I catch her pausing every few hundred feet, jumping up and down. She is marking bases.
She comes back, and huffs "Done! Now teach us!" Excitement engulfs her statement.
I spend the next 10 minutes explaining the rules. Once it's clear that they all understand, we wait for the thunder to begin. It would be so much easier if Alice was here, I think to myself. Ah, Alice. I miss her so very, very much these days. Being away from my family is never easy, but it is especially hard now. Why? Because Tanya's family always felt like an extension of our family, but it did not feel that way. I wondered if any of them were thinking of this…And, although I could easily find out, I do not try. A conversation I had with Bella a few weeks ago comes to mind. We discussed privacy, and intruding. She says most people do not like having their thoughts listened to. Her wish, is my command, even in Denali.
After about 15 more minutes, the thunder begins, and so, we also begin. We played for hours, and hours, never getting tired, of course.
Sometimes they cheated. I did not, as I was used to being called out for cheating, by the lovely Esme.
She never tolerated fighting or cheating or rudeness. Such a good woman, I was glad Carlisle had found her. When he found me, his lonely eyes pleaded for a mate. He had spent so much time alone. He craved someone to love, really love, and I did not need my special talent to know so.
When the storm stopped, so did we. Kate, Carmen, Eleazar and Irina went back to the house, while Tanya and I went to the cottage.
The same things happened. The talking, the lust, the fantasies all from Tanya. The want, the need, the fight, the force, the grief, the pain, all from me.
((End of Flashback))
That was the first day I thought of it. That faint, quite impossible idea.
Was Tanya controlling me?
I thought about it. She had been visiting the day before I left, although Bella didn't know. She made me act so…unlike myself. So different! And the love I felt for her…It didn't really feel like love. It felt as if it was being forced. Juiced out of me, if you will. Like I had no other choice. And the lust! It was so much harder to resist it with Tanya, than it was with Bella. Yet, that made NO sense whatsoever. I love Bella so much more than I loved Tanya.
Because, the truth is, I wasn't in love with Tanya.
BPOV
The pain was unbearable. Absoloutely unbearable. I had the worst headache of my entire life, and my mouth was dry. I was parched, even though I was drinking water all the time. It didn't help, at all.
I spent a few days just lying on the couch, sleeping and drinking. After two days, I felt very hungry.
Luckily, the Cullen fridge was still full of food. I found the ingredients for fried chicken. I felt better as soon as I smelt the familiar smell, and heard the popping and splattering in the pan.
I enjoyed the chicken, but it did not satisfy me. I decided to just go back to sleep.
I lay on the couch, and continued to sleep. The past couple of days, I had that same nightmare, where I am in the Volturi's lair. It still begins the same way, in darkness. It still has the same events. And it still ends the same way, in my screaming at the pain.
The pain, oh the pain! A million firey needles-no, knives-stabbing me in every direction. Some from the inside. I produces painful memories, so I even if I try to escape with my mind, I cannot. I scream and I scream. My throat bleeds from the agony, and my body feels worse. Much, much worse. I cannot stand it, it succumbs me. The fire eats me up, and I wake up in a cold, wet sweat.
Drenched in it, I decide it's time for a shower. I realize I have not showered for nearly ten days.
I turn on the hot water, and am thankful for the clean it brings to my body. I wash my hair twice, and get out of the shower. The mirrors are fogged up, so I brush my hand against them. I bent down to pick up the toothbrush that just fell.
When I come back up, what I see in the mirror shocks me.
The blonde hair, the gold eyes, the lean, muscled arms.
"Jasper?" I ask, "Is that really you?"
A/N I am SO sorry for the short chappie, but I really wanted a cliffie. Plus, I have to leave for dance in like 20 minutes!! I really enjoyed writing this chapter, I hope you enjoyed reading it. I would also like to take this chance and say three things:
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