I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. These and their respective characters are the property of Stephenie Meyer and her creative mind.
I however, lay claim to borrow them for this work of fan fiction.
Beginning of Our End
Chapter 9
Bella's POV
In a way, I felt rejected. I felt confused all over again, yet only 2 seconds ago everything seemed so clear. I felt cheated. He had been the one to leave me! Surely he could give me this one thing he owed me.
Well, that's awfully selfish of you, Isabella Swan….
Yes, now I was so angry at myself I even used my full and dreaded name. But it felt so unfair. I sat there on the tile floor for a very long time. I spent most of this time fuming; but the rest of the time, in thought. What should we do?
The answer was simple. Since everyone probably thought I was dead, why not make it happen? Why not just die? One small heart-beat ended….one lifetime in exchange for eternity.
Edward's POV
I shut the bathroom door and leaned against it. I was panting. I was trying to erase her smell from my nose; her feminine smell had me entranced in so many ways, I almost had claimed her for all my own. I had almost killed her. Her skin was so soft, so warm. So tantalizing….
Flawlessly, gorgeous beauty: such pain you cause, and yet, such delight….
I could imagine her and I now. Together: intimately, passionately. It would prove much more difficult for me to control things. I had to get her back with my family. They could protect her from me much more efficiently. I hopped away from the wall when I heard her begin moving inside the bathroom again. I made it down to the kitchen within a second, before she exited.
Bella's POV
I was still flushed from my little seducing act. I had cinched up the robe securely this time, and made my way back to Edward's room. I found a pair of sweat pants in his dresser and decided to rummage through Alice's dresser as well. I found a crimson cami and paired that with my gray pants. I felt comfortable; heck, I wasn't aiming for Forks Pageant Queen. I quietly walked downstairs, still embarrassed and unsure of what to say to him. I sat at the bar in silence as he paced around from the fridge to the pantry. "Um…" I began,, "So, what did you buy?" He held up boxes of cereal and ramen. All different flavors from different brands. I reached for the Count Chocula cocoa puffs. No competition there. He grinned and pulled a carton of milk from the fridge, pouring a small amount into my cereal and added some to a glass as a drink.
Edward's POV
I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, but it was nearly impossible to think of anything to say. I swallowed, "I think I need to hunt." She dropped her spoon with a splash into her cereal, "O-oh….okay. Um, how long will you be gone?" I sighed, in order to sate this thirst, it would take a couple bears and lions. "Maybe a whole day." I looked at the floor, "I could wait if that would make you feel better." I picked up her now empty dishes, "I was thinking you and I should leave for Juneau pretty soon anyway." She gulped, "Alaska? Is that where you've been?" I continued, "Well, yes, the rest of the family is there and since you've been posted as dead….well, I thought it might be best to leave things as they are."
Just disappear.
Bella's POV
I choked on my milk when he said I was posted as dead. Surely…they wouldn't have given up so quickly, would they? "W-when did they give up on me?" My eyes were ahead of me in the tear department. He tossed me a newspaper.
TEEN COUPLE DIES IN CRASH
Isabella Marie Swan and Michael Douglas Newton were last seen on October 17, 2007 at the Roller-Inn Café at 8:27pm. Waitress at Café reported having heard them discuss a bonfire in La Push. Bonfire yet to be confirmed. Newton's SUV was found off the cliffs of La Push on H.W. 101. The car appeared to have swerved off of the road, flipped, and landed on the sandy beach. Swerving of car is suspected to be owed to Newton being under the influence of alcohol. Waitress at aforementioned café claims he appeared to be "quite under the influence", whereas Swan appeared "completely oblivious to his lack of sobriety". Newton died from asphyxiation due to a broken neck, a common cause of death for crash victims. Swan's body was nowhere to be found. It appears as though she might have been dragged off by wolves. Funeral services for Newton will be held at the Hill Church on H.W. 101 on Monday at 2pm. Services for Swan are pending.
I didn't realize until the page blurred that I had been crying. How often is it that you read your own obituary in the paper? How often is it that you find you cannot return to your normal life because you have no explanation? Edward was kneeling by me and grabbed my shoulders, "Bella, I swear, if you want to return, I will turn myself in! If it would make you happier, I would walk in right now and not put up any fight." The thought him being shot by a firing squad only for them to find he was indestructible, was just enough to dent a smile in my cheeks. I shuddered, "Let's go home." I grabbed his hand and kissed it. I was ready to take on my new life. I was ready to accept it. I was going to fully forgive the love of my existence, I was going to be his for all eternity. I would love every moment of it.
