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Edward's View-
I watched her in the trance she was in for days, never taking my eyes off her. Even in this comatose state she was in right now, I still heard her talking- and I immediately understood.
She was dreaming about me apparently- about me leaving her again. I knew this, for her, was a common thought and experience; believing this was what I'd do. What I was about to do.
She was in a peaceful point of mind right now, and during some times she wasn't. She'd twist and turn for days, and even Charlie came back from wherever he was then- blaming what had happened to her on me.
Although never saying it out loud directly, he'd hint towards it repeatedly in his sentences quietly, as his mind would be screaming out to me.
I couldn't say I blamed him.
Charlie had every right to be angry, especially what I had put the two of them through all those months while I was gone. His thoughts today, while visiting once again, had informed of even more she had done while I was away.
And despite that, whenever he saw me- there'd always be fresh images coming then- there were still new, and worse ones, coming even now. Every time he saw me, or heard my name.
I could sense them for over a mile away, whenever he was coming near. He would regret seeing me.
How I wanted to change that, I knew, but understood it would never work out. Charlie could never trust me, no matter what happened. He hadn't from the beginning either, jut believed I was some strange boy Bella brought home to shove in her friend's faces- he obviously knew of the so little ones she had apparently, or was at least close to.
"Sir," a young woman of eight and twenty slurred, walking in through the door. She was dressed in cloud blue, her brunette hair tied behind her plainly, on her finger a ring- she'd obviously just gotten married- and was apparently Bella's nurse from what I could make out, the new one.
"You're going to have to leave you know," she scolded, looking at the clock- it was over an hour past visiting limitations. I smiled politely at her, and motioned towards Bella's restless hands, toward the diamond ring on Bella's forefinger.
"Oh," she looked taken aback, and shocked. "I-I'm sorry sir," she re-phrased flustering, "stay here as long as you like. Just don't go wandering around the corridors, you'll be kicked out if seen doing so. Have a good night sir," she slowly bent her head, hiding her eyes, and stepped out, the speed her heart was beating though- I noted- unusually high. And her thoughts around me, even more unusual. She didn't look at me like a god, unlike most girls; instead, she looked at me as a hope for a marriage she thought was already falling apart. That her new-husband, if this happened to her, would do the same thing I was doing and sit by the beside night, by night- day, by day.
Even when she had left, I could see her eyes going pink.
As soon as she had left, I slowly got up from the chair, and went towards Bella. It was my ritual every night, when no one else was coming in to check.
"Bella," I murmured, now by her side and rubbing her cheek gently, feeling its warmth- its wetness. "Don't cry," I whispered, wiping away her tears like I always did, pained at this was how she thought of me. Her words right now were incomprehensible, murmurs of sounds I couldn't comprehend.
"Cat al lamay Ed-ta," she groaned, trying to turn around. I knew she was talking about me. "Donga Donga lunga,' she cried again, her fingers stretching out for reach. She was trying to tell me not to leave, or I imagined, she was trying to reach Jacob from how I had stopped her earlier before awhile ago, from hugging him.
"Shush Bella," I hummed softly, wiping away yet another tear. "I love you Bella Swan, and I don't think you're able to hear me- but just know that. I-I Bella, I-" I flustered about, looking or the right words to say.
"You haven't fed yet Edward," a cool voice said behind me, shocking me for a moment.
"Carlisle," I sighed, turning to my side. "What do you want?" I knew the pang of annoyance in my voice would not leave unnoticed.
"You need to eat Edward," he muttered, shaking his head at me. "What if she wakes up and you bite her by mistake- what if you can't help it? What would you do then Edward?" he asked.
"I got over that urge awhile ago," I growled, angry at his comment- knowing it to be true.
"Do you want to risk losing her?" he asked. "Go back home for a few hours, bring Alice here to watch over her because I'm still doing rounds, and feed yourself a moose or whatever you're in the mood for," he suggested calmly.
Glaring at him angrily- these were the thoughts I'd been trying to avoid all day, and he brings it up here anyway!- I left with the words, "Just watch her till Alice gets here."
And within ten minutes, I was home.
"Alice?" I muttered, walking into the house. "I need you to do something for me- can you?"
"No problem Edward," she sang, as she flew down the stairs towards me. "I don't have to be able to see the future to know brother dear," she laughed. "I'd be delighted to."
"Thanks," I nodded, turning my head to see Rosalie from the other room. "Rosalie?" I asked, knowing the confusion read easily on my face. "What do you want?"
"Allow me to do it Edward," she said softly- she always spoke this way whenever around Bella since that incident-, nodding her head towards Alice as in to ask for permission, and then towards me. "Alice didn't mention that she and Jasper were having a study session- did she?" Rosalie smirked, laughing at Alice's frustrated expression- and then at Jasper's bewildered as he came out of his room to the stairs to see what the commotion was about.
"It's all right Rose," Alice grinned sheepishly, "I got it covered. You can go back to doing your project with Emmett now," she tried.
I laughed, despite both of their glares.
"Not all of us have such a need to study Alice," she scoffed, and turned towards me- asking yet again. "Please Edward," she sighed, "I still feel really bad about what happened. And Jasper-" I noticed him staring bemused down at us- "will be happier too. Seriously, Edward, it's the least I could do. And it's not even for that long, why I could-"
"Let her Edward," Jasper's voice interrupted from the upstairs. "She wants to." And thanks to him, I found myself nodding, suddenly filled with a strange feeling of hope.
"All right," I shrugged- Alice and Rose were both just as good- and walked out the door, slamming it behind me and racing away into the darkness of the night.
Rosalie's View-
I got to the hospital within minutes actually, arriving there faster than Edward had gotten home. It was his first day back in days actually- his wait for Bella flaunting him.
I walked directly into Bella's room, planning this time ever since I knew of what had happened to her.
But as I walked in, I saw commotion circle me. Bella had woken up-
Carlisle was there, along with some nurse, and was trying to drill her for anything else she needed.
Both straightened up as I walked into the room. "Dad," I nodded toward Carlisle once, "Edward sent me over to stay with her for a bit because he just needs some time at home right now for a bit."
"All right," Carlisle nodded in agreement, and turned toward the nurse telling her to go along with him. "Allow the two new-to-be sisters to spend some time together."
She looked confused, but shrugged and let it go. She was worried though, I could tell, about me coming here…I could see a tear start up at her eyes as soon as I mentioned Edward had sent me here. She obviously had her own family problems.
But she wasn't my problem right now- Bella was.
"Bella," I sighed, happy to know she had finally awoken.
"He's not here…,"she mumbled, turning her head to the side to hide her tears from me.
"Bella," I moaned, "just tell me what happened. And to let you know- this is the first time he's left you in the past two and a half days since you've been here. He needed to hunt."
"Oh," she shrugged her shoulders, seeming to not care. "Well, then why are you here?"
"He seems to believe that you can't be by yourself or without constant supervision for others because he's paranoid, and believes that Victoria-" I noticed she froze at this name- "will come for you or something like that as soon as you're gone."
I didn't mention that the actual reason was to stop her from ever believing that he had stopped caring-
"Rose," she cried, turning to face me suddenly, her eyes suddenly red and crying. "I did something awful Rosalie," she sobbed, "and I don't know how to fix it."
"What is it Bella?" I asked, knowing it couldn't be all that bad. She seemed to read my mind.
"It is," she shook her head, another tear sliding down her cheek. 'Victoria's holding Jake hostage Rose," she cried. "And he told me that the only reason he's able to make his way through this is because he loves me Rose- the girl who used him," she shook her head, trying to shake away the thoughts.
"Are you sure you didn't just make all this up?" I asked skeptically, her idea was after all a bit outrageous. Perhaps to gain more attention from him, I shot- then shuddering at my own thoughts. I had resolved to stop thinking about it this way.
"I'm not Rose," she sighed, shaking her head, "it was the reason why I was leaving. Do you seriously believe I'd do this, leave Edward after he'd just proposed and run away like that? Do you-" but I interrupted her before she could go on any further.
"I believe you Bella," I shrugged, "but what are you doing about it?" I asked, curious.
"Victoria told me to save him Rose, and I know I could probably die- but I can't really ruin and destroy his life now can I? I can't-"
"You have to have a better plan than that," I winced, interrupting her again, at her most ridiculous idea.
"I have to rescue his Rose. I have to save him because I put his life into risk. I have to-"
"I get it Bella," I raised an eyebrow, "just do what I say, okay?" Looking at her spectacled expression, I re-phrased, "just listen to me okay?"
She nodded in silent agreement.
"Take him with you, Edward that is," I amended- speaking up again before she could object. "Your Victoria isn't able to sense him- that's what her dead lover did- and Edward will know if he is- but before going there Bella, you have to consult your friend's tribe first- gain their permission- and then proceed. You have to-"
"Hold up Rose," she raised a hand, confused. "What are you saying?"
"Take Edward with you, you're safest that way. Don't let your Jake friend, or Victoria see him of course. And consult the tribe and make peace with them before moving forward. You have to do this Bella, for all our sakes. You have to make this peace before you move, because Victoria is something you'll never understand, and doing this with any other plan will result in My Heart Will Go On Bella, by Celine Dion," I bit my lip, having to know what she had to say.
Bella's agreement to this plan meant a lot to me, and she, I knew, would never get to know why. Nor would anyone else for this matter- and she'd only know at the end.
Because it was at this scene I realized something I never thought I would before. Bella was the link between us, and with her and the tribe, I knew I might be able to find an alternative behind this vampire gaze I was locked into.
For I knew Victoria, I knew what she could do, what she had meant to do, and was still planning onto-
Edward for one would never understand the full gist of her plans, even with her thoughts
He'd never understand mine, me for urging her to do this.
She'd never either- she wouldn't realize it before she died either.
And here I knew I was, plotting a young girl's death- that and her lovers basically- for my own gain.
Edward came in at that point, nodding toward agreement at what I had said.
Apparently his meal had been fed within half an hour- color me surprised.
"I agree with you Rose," he murmured, his thoughts only on Bella's face.
I smiled as I watched them slowly reconnect, their gazes slowly locked in each others for what seemed like timeless moments.
These two, I knew, would always be in love. The forbidden kind that was never meant to exist, a type that most people were never even able to dream about, and yet they still had to understand each other.
And this journey that they'd take, I knew, would help them do this.
It would help them realize what they
These two, I knew, would always be in love. The forbidden kind that was never meant to exist, a type that most people were never even able to dream about, and yet they still had to understand each other.
And this journey that they'd take, I knew, would help them do this.
It would help them realize what they actually felt about each other, and I knew in that timeless moment that this would happen- it would be Titanic all over again.
Only I didn't know who'd be Jack.
Note: Lol- this is based now purely off of my obsession with Titanic (if you say you don't cry at this movie, you seriously are inconsiderate and half no feelings- since I cry at the name "Titanic", lol-)
Oh well- let's change this plot to a "journey"- sad and weak I know, but I'm going to try to make it powerful and romantic.
I think I just planned out the perfect ending too…
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