A/N Thank you so much to all those who reviewed! I'm so glad that you like my story! And guess what? It's not even NEAR over yet! There is much more to come! I've always been a fan of drama in my stories (STRICTLY IN MY STORIES!) And I absolutely LOVE twists and turns! So you can expect a thrill ride! This story is also going in a completely different direction than what you expect! So keep up the reviews and send me more of your love! And I will do my best to keep every single one of you happy! Here is chapter eight. And it's all from Bella's point of view. Just as I promised! And it's also a bit longer than other chapters. Please enjoy!
I felt a strange floating sensation as Carlisle ran with me on his back. The movements were sure, fluid. And I wasn't worried about hitting trees for two reasons.
Reason One: I trusted Carlisle. Unlike Edward, Carlisle seemed stable. And his aura of sureness always set me at ease. He could relax me better than anyone I knew. My own father included in that already short list. So no matter what Carlisle did, it was comfortable for me.
Reason Two: I was almost positively sure this was a dream.
He ran with me through the hills as the sun glittered on his diamond hard cold skin. And I smiled. This was paradise. True paradise.
I felt the change of direction as the wind from caressed my face foreward to back. So I knew we were going uphill. But where was Carlisle taking me?
Suddenly, we were in a field of flowers colored the most beautiful shade of violet I had ever seen. And everywhere around me was the scent of lavendar.
Carlisle placed me lovingly on the grass, which was surprisingly comfortable and green. Almost springy. The only problem was that it was very wet and a little cold.
He frowned and disappeared for a moment as I wondered where he was going. And suddenly, my breathing escalated as his cold hands caressed my already cold body.
My heart pounded. My legs straightened. Chills ran up and down my arms lightly and I felt a slight tightening…
"I am sorry Bella."
Why in the world was he apologizing? This felt so good!
I blushed and hoped that he would kiss me. That would be the only thing that would make this dream better. Suddenly, I was in the most beautiful cream silk dress that I had ever seen and I sighed gently.
I felt warmer as the sun shined down on my skin and I sighed. My hands, which felt slightly chaffed, were being massaged by Carlisle's silky smooth cold digits.
I'd never realized my hands were erogenous zones before now and I would have moaned if it weren't for the fact that there was a lump stuck in my throat. I wanted more. I wanted him to touch me more. But he annoyingly kept his hands on mine and continued to rub in soothing hypnotically slow circles. Why couldn't I have more?
I wanted to beg him. I wanted to plead. I wanted to talk it out with him and negotiate but all I could do was sigh out in pleasure.
"Carlisle." My voice was utterly breathless. Like the beating of a butterflies wings. It was barely heard. But his sensitive vampiric hearing picked it up. And he smiled gently at me and kept going.
I was getting so caught up and lost in his movements that I didn't notice he was moving to hover over me until he was finally there. And than he spoke in that soft soothing accent that set my body on fire.
"Bella."
His voice was so beautiful. Like the silk that rubbed against my skin.
"Bella."
It moved over me like the honey like fragrance that was his scent. And I wanted to moan. Badly. I wanted to arch my hips up as his hands gently explored every inch of my body. But I couldn't move. I was at Carlisle's complete control. And I was submitting to him. I was happy to be moved by him. But it was the lack of moving that was making me beg. I had no idea he liked this type of game.
"Bella, it's time to wake up."
What odd words to say. Wake up?
And than it hit me. It was just a dream. But I desperately wanted to cling to my non reality as his hands rubbed at my neck. And this time, I did moan. But it was meek. And I was weak.
Wait, weak? For someone fragile, I'd always been relatively strong. Why was I suddenly feeling weak?
I was disappointed when my eyes opened and I was in my bedroom. That would explain the lavendar scent. I'd picked that airwick scent because I thought it went with the purple theme.
But now that I was awake, I could think about why I was feeling so weak. I'd completely forgotten that Carlisle was there.
"Bella," he placed his hand on my cheek softly and I woke up more, looking deeply into his gorgeous golden eyes. He was so beautiful. So, so beautiful. And he seemed so positive! So happy! So…light! It was a big difference from the heavy passion that Edward seemed to carry with him. And I found it very refreshing.
"Carlisle."
I beamed. It felt odd, like the huge smile would split my mouth in half. I almost rolled my eyes. But instead, I kept on smiling. I was so happy he was here! Even if I was rather tired. All I could hope was that he wouldn't leave me! He just couldn't!
"Bella, I need you to take these please. Don't sit up. I will slip them on your tongue. Your hands are currently covered in vasoline so they will heal from the scrapes faster."
Vasoline? Scrapes? Maybe my dream wasn't as imagined as I thought.
"Who put vasoline on my hands?"
He smiled lightly. "I did."
"But than, shouldn't you have vasoline on yours?"
His smiled widened just a bit, becoming a bit more pronounced. "I washed my hands."
"Oh." That explained it.
His cold finger slipped the first one onto my tongue and I didn't taste the pill. All I could taste was Carlisle.
His scent was as good as his taste. He was so sweet! He really was like honey! And I wanted more. Even though too many pills had a bad affect on me, I almost wished for another one.
And sure enough, he slipped the second one onto my tongue where I got to taste him again. I licked him slightly and blushed as I thought about closing my mouth around his finger. Taking it into my mouth, and hollowing my cheeks around as I swirled my tongue around the tip and-Snap out of it Bella!
What in the world was wrong with me? I didn't usually feel like this, much less act like this! I'd always resolved not to be one of those "hormonal teenagers". And I really wasn't! Of course, to the complete consternation of the boys at my school. Disgusting.
At least Carlisle was a man. A sexy, beautiful-Bella! I was astonished at myself for having such thoughts. And than I immediately felt guilty.
Carlisle was only taking care of me because Esme died. And now that she was gone, he had no one to take care of. He knew that I needed to be checked over after Edward left me in the woods. So that's what he did. He was taking care of me.
He also looked at me only as his daughter. Another reason I shouldn't be feeling this way. Plus, Edward had only left me a collection of hours ago. Than suddenly, Carlisle shows up and everything is ok now?
No. That sounded wrong. I wouldn't be the small town girl who whored herself around on a family. I'd seen that on too many lifetime shows. And I wouldn't be "one of those girls".
I had to get control of myself. Immediately. There was no reason for me to be thinking like this. Acting like this. Get a grip Bella Swan!
Maybe it was just that still I needed to get my bearings. After all, I had just woken up. Stupid sleep. I started to try to make myself wake up and fast. Before I did something really stupid.
I tried to sit up again but got dizzier the more I tried to sit up against Carlisle's hand. I tried not to think about the fact that it was on my chest. That was easier said than done. But the fact that I was dizzy was just enough to take my mind off of it. What was wrong with me?
My thoughts must have been obvious on my face because Carlisle immediately answered.
"Bella, you have not eaten in a while, you have hypothermia, and if you try sit up now, you will be extremely dizzy."
I stopped pressing against his hands on my chest and instead tried to focus on regulating my breathing. Why did it have to feel so good? Stop Bella.
I looked at the clock and was shocked when I read 2:30. It was dark outside so it must be in the am! It was already the next day. I looked back at my clock but was shocked when I saw my calendar beyond it, marked with a big red "X".
That explained why I was acting this way! I would be starting today! But at least it explained the way I was thinking and acting! That was a relief. Whenever I was with Edward-
And I stopped that thought right there as pain slashed through me. But I ignored it. I didn't like focusing on things that caused me pain. I didn't like focusing on things I couldn't fix. I liked to focus on things that I could fix, things that could go from bad to ok. So I focused on that. I hadn't eaten and I hadn't had my human moment.
So I would need one to take care of me right now. I would also need some food, even if it were just a health bar. I needed something to coat my stomach as it was extremely sensitive to pills.
I than felt something slightly wet between my legs and squirmed uncomfortably. Great! Now I would have to get some new pajamas and clean the red stain on the bed with bleach while trying not to breathe or get sick. And I hadn't eaten anything which I knew would make this worse, not to mention it would make me weak and dizzy! I hadn't even brushed my teeth! And my hair wasn't brushed and it needed to be washed! Why oh why couldn't I have gotten up and walked home sooner?
The only good thing about this moment was that luckily, I was under the bed, so I couldn't smell the disgusting smell of rust in the air. And I would be embarrassed if I got up now! I knew my pajamas would be stained. But at least I couldn't smell it! I would have sighed. But than I realized,
But Carlisle could!
I didn't think about the stain. Or about the fact that I'd run out of pads and midol and that I wouldn't be able to go to the store until tomorrow.
Instead, I was focusing on how I was extremely embarrassed as I exclaimed that I needed to use the restroom. But apparently, I'd looked at the calendar a bit too long while I'd internally panicked. And Carlisle had not missed that. Either that, or Alice had said something.
"Bella, I will not stop you from having a "human moment" if needed. But I have already taken care of that."
I gasped lightly, feeling shocked at the words I'd heard come from his mouth.
"Taken care of that."
What did that mean? What was he talking about? I preferred pads. I didn't like tampons. Oh no! Had he…I was too embarrassed to think farther when I looked down blushing. And I immediately became confused. Silk?
I knew Carlisle would never hurt me. He would never take advantage of me. He was a doctor for pete's sakes! He probably saw girls naked all the time!
I was surprised when that thought caused a strong jealousy to rise up within me. And I froze. What exactly was going on here?
"Carlisle, what did you do?" But I felt bad when my tone came out more accusing than I would have liked.
"I dressed you. I am sorry. But your clothes-"
A dawning look crossed her face. "Oh, right. They were wet. They would have made me sick." I didn't exactly feel like catching a cold. Or dying really. I was actually kind of thankful when I thought about it. He stopped me from getting sick. I smiled slightly and was about to embarresedly thank Carlisle when the insides of my stomach contracted on me.
Ow! It was worse than usual. It must be heavier this month! No wonder Carlisle gave me two! Than I was sure it was Alice.
Suddenly, I felt a cold hand had gently placed itself on my stomach and started to massage my pain away. I blushed. It felt good. But the cramps were kind of putting a damper on anything I felt for him physically. And I was grateful.
But it was still awkward!
"Thank you. Ya know Carlisle, you really don't have to do this. I mean, I appreciate it and everything. But…"
I trailed off. I couldn't continue. I couldn't find anything to say. Not because I was too embaressed but because he'd found a particularly sore spot on my stomach and he was massaging the knot away. Maybe it wasn't so bad in actuality. In truth, I was kinda grateful. And I smiled a bit as the knot loosened itself. I smiled at Carlisle, feeling shy. And I quickly realized I hadn't asked him to stop yet, which made me more embaressed. But before I could blush and uncomfortably apologize, he spoke.
"I don't mind taking care of you Bella. It's no trouble whatsoever. I am sorry that I dressed you without your permission. That was wrong of me to do."
I was blushing a lot tonight. But I had to reassure Carlisle. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I was just shocked, if truth be told, to wake up and find myself so well taken care of.
"Oh, it's nothing like that. I was just wondering how I got into these."
And at that moment, I felt so grateful! Carlisle had braved me naked to dress me, give me pills for my pain, set aside his embaressment and try to help me. And even though I was currently bleeding and he was a vampire, he still stayed!
I knew how much that had to cost him! And as I looked into Carlisle's eyes, I swelled up with an uncharacteristically deep love that shell shocked me for an instant. I loved him. It was wrong. But I did. Didn't I? Maybe.
But there was one thing I was sure of. He had gained my trust. He was one of the few people, along with my father, who absolutely had it.
"I trust you Carlisle."
And as I looked into his eyes, I saw a promise. A deep promise that he would always be there to take care of me. And I felt guilty for crushing on a man who was old enough to be my father. But was this a crush?
That where my thoughts were at as he gently kissed my forehead and wrapped my reclining body in his arms as gently as he could. And even though it felt like a normal hug, I could tell he was being mindful not to hurt my recently soothed stomach anymore than he already had. I smiled as he whispered in my ear.
"Try to get some sleep Bella."
"Ok." I could think about all this tomorrow.
I watched him as he gracefully turned from my room and gently shut my door as to not disturb me. It made no difference. If I needed help, his vampire hearing would serve its purpose anyway. So I smiled and let myself lull into a deep sleep as the pills ran through my system.
There was a part of my mind that hoped I would dream of Carlisle again. But I didn't. Instead, my head swirled as I was kicked in the stomach. This was no cramp. I was literally being kicked in the stomach!
And I was thrown a great distance by muscular strong cold arms.
"Hello Bella. I bet you'd never thought you'd see me again, huh? Have you ever known how much I entirely hate you?"
And than he picked me up and began to choke me and tears ran from my eyes. He'd left me! He'd hated me! How could I love a man who could hate me so deeply? And as I looked deeply into Edward's black eyes, I saw what I saw from the forest. I was a bug that he could squash so easily under his feet. And not just because he was a vampire. It was because he didn't give a damn! And I became angry.
"I hate you."
"Do you now? Well than, I must live up to your hateful expectations. Than he dropped me and crushed my leg under his foot. And the pain was so bad. There was only one name on my lips as Edward killed me. There was only one man I wanted to see.
But I was surprised that it was a screech.
"CARLISLE!"
a/n Hey guys! How did you like that violent dream sequence? Was there enough action in it? If you would like more detail I can be more detailed. But I wanted Edward's attacks to seem fast and sudden. So which do you like, fast and sudden? Or more detailed and dramatic? Send me your opinions! And btw, don't cha just HATE Edward? I know I do. But apparently, Carlisle doesn't. So what will happen now? What will Carlisle's reaction be when he finds out what Bella has dreamed? Stay tuned! And I will need six more reviews before I give you another Chapter. Which I am currently typing as we speak. :D The magical number is six reviews. :)
