Bella's POV
I remember Renee telling me something as a child "Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it."
So that day after I found him, I woke up with a smile on my face, an expression I wasn't all that familiar with. As the sun leaking though the shutters warmed my skin, my heart warmed too, the dust particles glittered, and there was a shine to everyone's eyes. I felt almost whole again.
But in reality it was a day like any other day, the walls were still grey concrete, the ceiling still distant like any hope of freedom. The sunlight made me squint and the watching vampires on edge, more alert after the recent happenings. It just goes to show a day is what you make of it.
The rest of the day was a bit of a blur, swirling past me, with hordes of vampires, meagre rations and a little laughter amongst friends. At night time a strange hush fell across the institute, lulling us to sleep.
I awoke with a start, there was a voice calling my name, "Bella, Bella" so like the voice from my dreams. I looked up confused to where the voice seemed to be coming from, and there crouched in the window was my vampire. I wanted to ask him how he knew my name, why he was here, but he put a fringe to his rosebud lips as I opened my mouth to speak.
His robe billowed out behind him as he leapt agilely from the high window to the floor without making a sound. I was terrified, he was after all a vampire that for all I knew could be thirsting after my blood. The guards seemed oblivious to him though, and everyone else was asleep, what could I have done?
When he reached my bed he leant down, "Don't be afraid" he whispered, and my throat was dry as my heart pounded in my chest. "Don't move" I replied. I had never been that close to a vampire before. His beauty was truly hypnotic; his butterscotch eyes had golden flames in them.
He became a statue under my touch, I had hardly registered my hand lifting to his face, tracing his perfect jaw line, the cool curve of his neck. And before I knew it I was kissing him, gently as his lips were stone under mine. I could feel his hands clench as he pulled away, angry.
Nothing can compare to the raging unearthly beauty of an angry vampire. "I'm a monster" he spat, "stay away, I shouldn't have come, it was too dangerous." He whispered though harsh, his features were brought to life by misery twisted into a grimace.
No, I thought it was wrong for an angel to be so angry, as he started to turn away. Tough I could hardly string a thought together I said what was in my heart.
"No, stay, I'm not afraid of my life ending Edward" wait a second I though I don't even know his name, but it suited him.
"I'm only afraid it'll never start."
"Never say that" he replied visibly upset "Your life means everything to me".
"Hiding from danger is never better in the long run Edward, The fearful are caught as often as the bold."
"Yes but not by bloodthirsty vampires" He was frustrated now, more angry at himself than me.
"We're destined to be together, I can feel it."
"Sometimes fate gets it wrong" he whispered sadly.
I linked for a second and he was gone just like that. Just before I fell asleep, too numb for tears I remembered another thing my mum had said to me so long ago. "Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
When I awoke I couldn't tell what had been a dream and what had been reality.
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