AN: Happy New Year Everyone! ^^ Lets kick off this year with some TWILIGHT~ Yay, 2010 ^^ Everyone go watch Eclipse when it comes out ^^
Bella`s POV~
Im floating, flying, swimming in a silvery stream, far away from pain, secrets, lies, and....pain. Everything made sense here, everything was peaceful. My whole world didnt matter, here, I was in tranquility. Never do I want to leave this place, this place where a clear blue sky is perfectly cloudless and the water is neither hot nor cold. No thoughts troubled my mind and no fear tingled my spine (Haha a rhyme ^^) Suddenly, I heard a sweet, velvety voice filled with distress.
"Bella, Bella, Bella!" The angel`s voice cried out in agony. The sound sent a wave of pain through my body. A part of me wanted to ignore the callings and just stay in my heaven, forever. But, a bigger, more dominant part of me reached out to the voice. Even though I knew that I`d have to face a lifetime of pain and sorrow, I still wanted to be near that voice. I still wanted to love that Angel. I still wanted to be with Edward. The closer I got to the voice, the louder the sound got, the more the sky darkened and fresh waves of pain and fear shot through my body. My whole body ached and protested against going near this sweet, blissful voice but its mind over matter. My thoughts broke through the black sky, shattering the emptyness. Pain rained down on me like snow, slowly falling but each flake pierced my skin, setting a burning fire in its place. Gasping, I opened my eyes, my vision blurred and grew dim then light then back to dim. An unfathomable amount of pain was eating away at my neck, the same place where Emmett was cut, but I knew that there was nothing around my neck, no scar, no injury. My eyes adjusted to the light and pain and soon, my vision was crystal clear. By the faint light coming through the window from the moon, I guessed that it was around 1 am. Wondering where I was, I scanned the room I was moved too.A long, white shelf stocked with millions of cd`s and albums ran along the white wall. A black leather recliner was settled near a reading lamp and a warm, hand-woven red rug. Plain white carpetting covered every inch of the floor. This room was simple, simple in design, simple in everyway. This room belonged to Edward. My eyes flickered to his face. There was a worried crease running along his foreheard as his painfilled eyes looked at me, up and down, checking for any signs of discomfort. Right now, I was lying down on his king-sized bed, staring back at him.
"Good morning." I said, smiling softly. Edward released the breath that he was holding, his breath was so sweet it made my head swim. I sighed blissfully. He forced a tiny smile back.
"How do you feel, Bella?" He asked me, his velvet voice uncertain. Using my elbows, I pushed myself into the sitting position, Edward`s arms hovered around me, prepared to help me should I need support.
"Im fine." I lied. Every inch of my skin felt bruised and my ankle, now in a dark blue cast, throbbed. Not to mention that my neck burned something awful. Edward`s eyes narrowed in suspicion, he always was able to see through my lies.
"Bella." He said disapprovingly. "You must be truthful with me, or else I cant help you...." His voice trailed off sadly.
"Edward!" I gasped. I grabbed his face between his eyes and made him look at me. "Is that the reason why your torturing yourself?"
Edward closed his eyes warily, "Love, your hurt...again. Its my fault, its always my fault. I dont know what to do! If I leave you, you get hurt. When Im near you, you still get hurt. Bella, Im not good for you, cant you see that?" My heart stinged a little at his words.
"Open your eyes, Edward." I commanded. His agonizing stare looked at my face. His eyes were so dark, they were almost black. Just before I blacked out, they were a dull butterscotchy color...How long have I been out? "Edward, are you asking me to leave you?" I asked him, not even trying to keep the pain out of my voice. Edward winced at my bluntness, but shook his head, much to my relief.
"Bella, I need you in my life. But, it rips me up inside whenever I see you get hurt because of me. Im so selfish! I know its wrong but I have to have you by my side...Bella, your the best thing thats ever happened to me in a 100 years. I`ll always love you and I`ll always be sorry towards you."
"Edward, stop!" I snapped at him. His eyes opened widly, shocked. "Edward, dont be sorry. Please, you-you-your my life too. I`ll always need you and its not your fault that I get hurt. Thats just what happends, you cant fight against fate. Neither can you predict accidents. Edward, if you dont stop this guilt thing, you`ll never be truely happy. And me, for wanting to be by you, even though it rips you up, how do you think that makes me feel? Do you really feel that badly when your with me? Do I bring you misery?" I was sobbing now, tears flowed down my face. Stupid Edward! Edward wiped the edges of my eyes and pulled me into his lap. Pulling the blanket around me, he rocked me back and forth, rubbing my back with anxious pats.
"Shhh, sweetie. Its not like that. Im sorry, I shouldnt have said anything. You always bring me love and joy. I love you, Bella. Im only happy when Im with you." He chanted this phrase over and over again until I settled down and stopped crying. I poked my puffy eyes and laughed. Edward looked at me, puzzeled.
"What?" He asked me, chuckling at my laughing face. I gave him a peck on the cheek and smiled.
"I bet I look so gross right now, huh?" Edward laughed a little louder, easier.
"You always look beautiful, Love." After he planted a gentle kiss on my cheeks, I excused myself to the bathroom. With a borrowed toothbrush, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, then used Alice`s brush and rammed it down my tangled, jungle mess over and over again until my hair was straight. I clunked out of the bathroom awkwardly, half jumping, half limping. Edward heard me from his room and flashed to my side, acting like my crutch. He supported most of my weight and carried me down the stairs into a clean, neat living room with a fully intact glass window. Setting me down on a 2-seater, Edward sat down next to me, holding my hand. His skin was freezing, but the coolness felt good. I have a lot of explaining to do.....I thought gloomingly. Where to start.... How to start......Edward interrurpted my thoughts by calling out to his family.
"Carlisle, Esme, Jasper, Alice, Rose, and Emmett." He called softly. At once, they appeared from all places of the house and gathered around me. Rose was inseprable from Emmett, her hands were around Emmett`s hands or neck the whole time. He grinned and lifted Rose up with one arm, placing her delicatly on his criss-crossed legs on the floor.
"How are you feelings, Bella?" Carlisle asked me, getting right down to bussiness.
"Im fine, just sore. Thanks for the cast." I thanked him. Esme danced in gracefully from the kitchen, handing me a glass of cool water. I drank it down greedily.
"Bella?" Rose called in a small voice. Wow, thats the 3rd time, she ever addressed me directly.
"Yes Rosalie?" Rose neriously smoothed her blonde hair and twiddled her thumbs.
"Thanks...for everything and Im sorry....for everything." She said. I smiled at her, accepting her apology. Alice giggled at Rose`s awkwardness, getting herself a glare. Rose was already back to her normal self.
"So, Bella. Is today the day we get to hear the full story?" Jasper asked, his tone was serious but friendly. It was like he was giving me a choice, but at the same time, he was making it apparent that the full story is something he really wanted to hear. I nodded my head weakly. Butterflies jumped around my stomach, a lump formed in the back of my throat.
"How about you ask me questions and I answer? I really dont know where to start..."
Jasper agreed, thankful that I was at last, going to talk. He sat on the glass table that used to be Emmett`s injured "bed".
"How are you half Immortal?" Okay, this one was easy.
"Uhh, remember James?"--Edward growled involuntarily. I gave him a little squeeze.---" Last 2 summers ago, when he bit me....some of his venom was still in my bloodstream. After Edward stopped trying to suck it out. I uh, didnt feel anything but apparently, I was changing little by little. There was only enough venom to change me half-way so.....yeah...." I explained. Edward tensed next to me.
"So its my fault again?" He hissed bitterly. I gave him a stern look that said "You promised you wouldnt feel guilty". Edward sighed and held my hand a bit tighter, apologetically.
"So did you really not feel anything? Why couldnt Edward taste anymore?" Carlisle pondered outloud. He grinned shyly, his curiousity getting the better of him.
"Yeah, I didnt feel anything. I just felt, less tired and more energetic everyday. I noticed that I wasnt like changing or feeling any different. See, I would pull around 3 consecutive all nighters and feel perfectly fine." I stated proudly. I`d spent those all nighters studying math so that I would suck less..sadly, I still suck at math...."For Edward not tasting it...I have no clue, you have to ask him." We all stared at Edward, wondering. He pinched the bridge of his nose and leaned back against the seat.
"There was probably too much morphine traveling in her body, covering up traces of venom...." His face wore an angry, bitter, regretful expression. Desperate to get him thinking about something else,I clapped my hands together, "Okay, next question." Jasper was about to ask another when Rose raised her hand in the air. Jasper gestured for her to continue.
"How did you save Emmett?" She shuddered at the recent memory. Okay, another easy one....
"Ella has a theory about my "gifts" and I have some theories of my own." I began. Carlisle`s face grew brighter as soon as I said "Theories". Of course he would be happy to hear some theories, they were after all, right up his alley.....
"Ella thinks that I have this mental shield around myself for protection. She has a theory that because Im cursed with bad luck and is constantly surrounded my danger, my mind created a wall around itself to protect me. Ella believes that the closer I get to becoming a vampire, the stronger the shield would get but we havent tested that theory yet." My voice wavered each time I said "Ella". "Thats probably why Edward cant read my mind, because he`s "dangerous....". As for how I healed Emmett...Well, this is a theory we party tested. My blood has the power to heal. But only when adrenaline is like inside my body. For some reason, when adrenaline is widly coursing through me, my immortal side acts up and gets stronger, when that happens, my blood gets all gooey and all medicine like....I really dont know how to explain it." I said lamely. Carlisle cleared his throat.
"I have an idea on that. Your human side, that blood fuels the energy that vampires need to survive. Thats probably why you smell very attractive to most vampires. Then, your vampire side, it strengthens your patient, helping them heal. So, when adrenaline-a trigger for your vampire side- runs madly through your veins, both types of blood mix, creating the perfect potion for injures!" Carlisle finshed. My jaw dropped to the floor. Carlisle figured out a brilliant thoery in a matter of hours, it took me and Ella many years to come up with our half-finished theory!
Alice toyed with a lock of Jasper`s golden hair, "What happens if she`s a full vampire? Like my vision?"
"Well." Carlisle began. "She`d still have her mental shield, but as for her healing abilities, it`ll probably change because vampires dont bleed. Bella might be able to heal others but in a different way, maybe projecting it onto something else?" I gasped. Projecting it? Like transfer.......
"Carlisle, everytime I heal someone, I feel it! Like right now, there`s this feeling that my neck is slashed right in the same spot where Emmett was cut!"
Carlisle examined my neck then smiled. "Yes, yes. Technically, you dont "heal". You take the injury away and move it somewhere else. It appears that your take it and turn it into mental pain....your blood is what attaches you mentally to the place of injury, in other words, when you become a full immortal, instead of bleeding on the patient, you could just "move" the injury else where! Like....to the enemy?"
"Thats some wicked gift." Emmett boomed. Rose looked at Emmett`s neck, then to my own. Suddenly, Emmett stopped laughing, his eyebrows frowned in deep thought...
"Ella...?Ella, that girl that helped us find you....?" he questioned. Edward looked at Emmett, nodded at some invisible question then they both gasped at the same time.
"What? What?!" Rose asked, looking at the 2 boys. Emmett shook his head sadly. I nudged Edward and mouthed, "What?"
Edward whispered, " Ella attacked Emmett....." My world froze....Time slowed to a crawl as my head spun in and out of reality....What? Ella hurt someone? Impossible....That sweet, frail girl? How could she have hurt Emmett?
"No, no! Thats impossible!" I shouted in disbelief. Edward faced me and stared deep into my eyes. His topaz eyes were dead serious.
"Emmett fought against her. I think he would know." I shook my head. I couldnt belive it. It wasnt possible...It wasnt fathomable....Ella wouldnt hurt anyone!
"Ella has never hurt anyone before! She never would!" I defened her. Rose hissed at her name, I shuddered remembering her threat about making them pay.
"Whats your connection to this Ella person anyways? You two seemed pretty close..." Alice half inquired, half muttered.
"Ella, Ariella is my best friend - no offence Alice- but I`ve known her for nearly 80 years! She`d never do anything like this!" I was practically screaming.
"Bella, how did you meet her?" Esme asked. I stared at Esme.....This was the question I was dreading......
"She.....she`s a runaway from the Volturi....."
AN: And I have to stop there because its past midnight and im tried as crap and I keep making typos....GOOD NIGHT
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