A/N
Hey Guys! Here is Chapt. 8 of 'HE'S MINE!'. Oh, and I would like to give a BIG congratulations to amobutterfly25, as she was the winner of the Preview. Congrats, hope you enjoyed it! The correct answers were:
#1: Edward's BDAY (the 6th month is June, and 20 is the date. June 20th)
#2: I was gonna accept either April, or May. In Eclipse, Rosalie says 'It was late April……A week 'til the wedding' or something along those lines. So April, or May (because it was LATE April)
Chapter is dedicated to: amobutterfly25
Enojoy!
Chapter 8
EDWARD POV
I was sure of it now. Tanya was controlling me.
She had always assured me that she had no special abilities, no talents whatsoever. But that was a lie.
Here I was, away from my beautiful, precious Bella, waiting on Tanya, hand and foot. It was hell, pure hell. In the beginning it wasn't so bad, because the feeling was so potent, but now…It had worn off a bit. I was oblivious at the start of this whole ordeal, but two days into this little 'vacation' I became more and more aware of her actions. And that look of concentration on her face…Well, that was a dead giveaway. I knew the love and lust I felt for her were not actual emotions radiating from me, I just did not know how to get away. I spent a few days pondering this, but I did not come up with a solution.
The only thing that came to mind, was to continue what I was doing: resisting. Oh, but it was so hard! Her power was so strong, so evolved! She must have practiced before she tried it on me, because there was no way this came easy to her. Maybe, I thought, just maybe, if I resist enough, her power over me will crumble faster than a building fused with dynamite.
For the next few days, I tried so very hard to resist. But, lately, it was as if she had gotten stronger. I knew it was not because her thirst had been quenched, because her eyes did not have that fresh gold colour in them. Instead, I saw a dark and murky gold.
Perhaps, she gets stronger when she is thirstier? I did not think so. That would go against so many unwritten rules. I had never met anyone like that, in all of my 80 and something years as a vampire.
More days I wasted, pondering, wondering, questioning. I found it odd that Eleazar had never noticed Tanya's strange talent. He, who could sense all…qualities in the un-dead, suddenly had an aversion to Tanya? That did not make any sense, but at that point, not much did. I wasted days, hours and minutes, time with which I could've been spending with Bella. I knew that there was no way that she would want me after I left her again, especially since I left her under the care of that mongrel, but the ghost of hope was still in my soul.
I longed to be with her again, my sweet angel. To touch her, and kiss her. To practice restraining myself, and improving my self control. I wanted so badly to kiss her, and pull away when I didn't feel like doing so. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her that it was all a terrible, terrible dream. But, alas, I could not do such an impossible and intentionally crazy thing to that beautiful, intelligent, funny, amazing girl. I could not bring myself to be that much of a monster.
More and more time I spent figuring things out, the more I realized that this was a lost cause. Even if I did get away, where would I go? My family was in Europe 'til who knows when, Bella would never want me, and I had canceled my acceptance into Dartmouth. I racked my brain trying to find a solution, slowly coming to the realization that everyone I loved was either gone, or too hurt to love me back.
The only solution I could think of was irrational, not to mention irresponsible. It was a rash decision, I knew that, but I would eventually have to make it. I did not want to, as that chosen way of life was not one for which I longed to experience. Oh, no! It was quite the opposite. I wanted to stay as far away from that as humanly, or in my case inhumanly, possible. I did not want to have to resort to such an unfathomably horrible thing, but it was my only chance. No, not even a chance. It was my only hope.
I knew that if I chose that, then I would regret it. But I would regret staying here under Tanya's power even more. I knew what I had to do know, it was all very clear.
I had to leave. But not only that, of course that would not be close to enough. I had to go somewhere and be with people who could protect me.
I had to join the Volturi.
Bella POV
"Jasper?" I asked, "Is that really you?"
He took a step forward, unclouding his face a bit. He looked solemn, sadder than I have ever seen him, even after my 18th birthday "party". There was really only one thing that could've made his beautiful face look like that; Something had happened to Alice.
"Yes. It's me," He answers, his tone very somber.
After a long moment of silence, it's clear he isn't going to say anything else. I leave, and go into Edward's room. The memories that room holds, it's amazing it's still standing. I walked into the closet, and put on a pair of jeans and a sweater. I've always kept clothes at this house, it being like a second home to me. I quickly changed, and went back into the hall.
I don't see Jasper anywhere.
I made my way back down to the living room. As soon as I sat down on the couch, the nausea returned. After all this time, I still did not feel well. I knew something bad was happening to me, but I also knew that there was nothing I could do. Sam and everyone else's words rang in my head. I was so tired, and so unwell that I could not even remember their exact words. In times like this, I usually did. But, I remembered the notion; Nothing like this had ever been seen, and nothing could be done to make Jacob, or me, for that matter, better.
This thought brought with it more nausea. I did not like this feeling, it was unsettling. I lay down on the couch, wondering if Jasper was going to come back and tell me what had happened to Alice.
A million things ran through my mind, of possibilities of what had happened.
Had she run away? Obviously, yes.
Had she gone and joined Edward in Denali? Most likely.
Had she done something bad? Perhaps.
Had something grave and terrible happened to her? I had no idea.
I fell asleep dreaming of the possibilities. Seeing her alone in a forest, crying. As if vampires COULD cry. She sobbed and sobbed, and eventually looked up, right into my eyes and said,
"Bella! How could you do this to me?" I started to scream, not knowing what to do…
That's when the dream faded into the all too familiar one. The nightmare with the Volturi.
It reminded me of yet another terribly horrific possibility. Had she been so hurt, so haunted, so annoyed, and so peeved that she had run off to Italy, and joined the Volturi?
I remembered my first, and only, visit to Volterra. Inside the Volturi's lair, Aro had been so keen on getting Alice to join him. Yes, her power would have been a very good addition to their army. Knowing when something was going to happen, knowing when someone was going to attack. Most convenient…
I shook that terrible thought out of my mind. Alice would never do something so rash…
Would she?
It was at that moment that I felt something cold on my cheek. I jerked awake, and sat straight up.
It was Jasper. He looked ready to talk.
I decided it was better if I asked, so I spoke up.
"Wha…What happened to her?" I asked, tears forming in my eyes. Alice was like a sister to me, and look what I had done to her.
He was still quiet, as he looked toward the back, all-glass wall. Finally, he spoke. I could hear the conviction in his voice, as if he blamed himself for everything.
"She left. She's gone. She said she had to help Edward. I told her I would come, I owed her that much. But, she left. I don't know where she went, or what she did, but she's gone. I need her Bella, I NEED HER!" He yelled at the end, but I wasn't scared. He had a right to, because I had ruined his eternal life.
Again, we were quiet for a long time. Again, I was the first to speak.
"I, uh, I found out…" I wasn't really sure how I should approach the subject of Jacob, and of me. I had no idea how to put it into words.
"I found out what was wrong with Jacob. Well, not exactly. He has some weird werewolf disease. He's Jacob, on the outside, but inside he's like this crazy wolf. He sleeps a lot, and then wakes up and starts snapping, and thrashing around wildly. I talked to him for a bit," The look on Jasper's face makes me remember, "But he couldn't talk. He was out cold when I said goodbye. And, um, well…I kissed him. And then a few days ago, I was here, sleeping, and had a weird dream, and, and" I start to stammer, "I yawned, but it sounded like a howl, and I'm always nauseas))…"
He finished the sentence for me, "And now you've got what Jacob has" He did not sound frightened, or angry, or appalled, no. He sounded serious, and worried, very, very worried.
"I don't know what to do. Sam said that Jacob will probably be like that forever. He said it started out with nausea and pain and tiredness and then he just snapped…."
I looked deep into his blue-gold eyes and said
"I don't wanna end up like that, Jasper, I don't want to be prisoner in my own mind!" I had to try very hard to not begin to cry.
"I'm not sure how to fix this," Jasper said, "It's unreal. Carlisle is not going to be happy."
That reminded me of Carlisle, and I was sure he would know what to do.
"Great idea!" I began to feel happier already. "Carlisle ALWAYS knows what to do!" I said, the sadness evaporating from my tone.
Jasper's next words brought it all back, "I'm not saying he will know what to do. In fact, I'm almost positive he won't. But he and Esme aren't due back for another month, and, knowing Esme, they'll be late. She'll probably find some cottage or castle to restore." He was right…Carlisle wasn't coming back for awhile.
"Then what do we do? I'm so confused!!" I screamed.
"Bella, there's really only one thing we can do…A cure that will only work on you…" He looked in my eyes. I was 99.9 percent sure I knew what he meant. He spoke my exact thought.
"We're going have to turn you into a vampire." I knew he was right. What other cure was there? What other method would make me better?
(Haha, I almost ended it here. But I'm not THAT evil :P)
A million things ran through my mind. I had always dreamed of Edward being the one to change me. For him to be responsible for my new life, I had always felt that that would bring a special bond to us. That I would be his creation...
But now, I knew it would never happen. But still, I was scared. The Edward Factor had always reassured me. I suppose if it had been Carlisle, or even Alice, who would be the one to change me, I would sleep easier. But Jasper…He was the most nervous of all the Cullens. The one who had the most difficulty adjusting to his vegetarian diet. Edward and I had talked about it many times. It wasn't that he didn't WANT to feed off of animals instead of humans, but that it was just so hard. The first instinct in a vampire is to quench the thirst, to extinguish the fire that supposedly burns in one's throat…
So many things could go wrong…
For one, Jasper could just began drinking my blood, and the taste could make him crazy. He hasn't had human blood in so long, perhaps the taste would drive him wild. He could just drink me dry.
My heart could get so scared, it could go into cardiac arrest, not letting the venom stop it. I could die…
The pain could be too much. The fire Edward always talked about, the heat, the need to die…I wasn't sure if I could handle it.
But, three days of fire was probably better than eternity inside my mind. Roaming around, being crazy. Having wolf instincts, being violent. I could not bear the thought.
At least as a vampire I could learn patience. I could learn practice. I could learn to be myself again.
As nervous, scared and anxious as I was, I still knew Jasper was right.
"Yes," I said "It's the only way. And we have to do it soon. It might turn me wolf-ish enough to make vampire venom poisonous." The last word was scary. True, yes, but scary.
"When do you want me to…" He asked nervously.
"Now. We have to do it now." The thought scared me. Oh, it was deadly terrifyingly dreadful to think of, but necessary.
"I must go hunt. Prepare myself," He mused "I have to make sure I don't kill you" When he spoke, anger flashed through his eyes, and I could tell he was thinking about the thing he hated the most; His past.
"Alright. I'm going to sleep." I was suddenly exhausted.
He left, and I lay down. I dreamed those same dreams, the nightmares. I was almost used to Jane's pain, but it was worse every time. I was woken by a soft shake of my shoulders. I kept hearing my name, until I drifted back into conscious, and saw Jasper's face over my eyes.
"It's time." He said.
I sat up.
"I'll bite your neck, and then lay you down. When you wake up, things will be completely different. You won't believe your eyes. No matter what you say, I'm not going to kill you while you change. Got it?"
"Yes. I have everything. I'm ready" I said.
And at that, he pressed his cool lips to my neck. I felt a bit of pressure, as his sharp teeth broke my neck's skin. I felt a warm liquid pouring into my neck.
And then, the pain began.
A/N Haha, yes I am THAT evil! Anyways, SO sorry for updating so late, I was just totally uninspired. I could have updated a long time ago, but the chapter would have sucked. Anyways, I hoped you liked it!
Oh, and since it worked SO well last time, I'm holding chapter 9 for ransom. Until I get 15 chapters, there will be no update
Peace beavers!
P.S.))The little star (shift+8) doesn't work on FF so I use )) instead. Anyways, I wasn't sure how to spell nauseas, and spell check was no help. So deal with it, OK? Nauseas is when you feel like you're gonna throw up. Yeah, yeah, that word!
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