Sorry about not updating in so long!
I have two reasons:
1) I needed a break from fanfiction for a little while, it was kinda getting on my nerves so I had to step away
2) The day I was going to start writing again, I found out my dog got really sick and was rushed to the vet. He has heart cancer and so I'm emotionally drained because we're starting to plan to put him to sleep and he's been in our family since I was a little girl so i have no energy. If you have a pet, you understand, they are part of your family. He has always been my best friend and I'm not ready to lose him. I had picked him out, I trained him, and I grew up with him. He is my dog and I am his girl, so this whole process is extremely tough on me. He only has a few weeks left so I'm going to be making the most out of them!
Anyways, hope you enjoy!
P.s- I dont think i ever put a disclaimer so here it is: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR THE CHARACTERS OF TWILIGHT! :( BUT I DO OWN THE STORY LINE AND MY OWN CHARACTERS! (LLYOD)
PREVIOUSLY:
I flew through the forest, never moving as fast as I was now.
Bella's life was in my hands. Wheter she lived or died was going to be because of me.
She had to live.
The faint hum of an all to familiar melody pierced my ears. It was the song of life. The rhythmic beeps of my steady heart ringing softly through my ears.
My eyes fluttered in a feeble attempt to open my heavy eyes, the weight of which seemed to much for me to handle.
"Bella." The maternal voice floated through the haze that obstructed my vision.
I attempted to open my mouth, to voice myself, to respond, but my ears rand with the exhausted moan that escaped my chapped lips
"Bella, we're here. Come on baby, open your eyes." A warm hand ran across my forehead, rummaging through my matted hair and retreated down my tender cheek.
"Bella." The tempo of the heart monitor accelerated to a crescendo as the flowing, velvety words sparked my heart aflame.
My eyes instantly unbolted; the alabaster walls glaring into my sensitive eyes, causing my brain to pound against my skull.
I was taken back by the clustered capacity of the room. My parents sat on the left side of the hospital bed; my mother's gentle hand rubbing soothing circles on the back of my palm. Charlie sat next to her; his back was rigid and his posture stiff, but his deep brown eyes conveyed concern and relief. Phil stood behind my mother, an easy hand on her shoulder. To my right were the Cullens, Edward's cool palm in mine as he apprehensively stood by my bedside. Each of their beautiful faces were painted with a warm smile. Against the back wall stood members of the wolf pack, accompanied by Billy Black and Henry Clearwater. Most wore sincere smiles, while others compelled theirs.
The amount of people crammed into the small confines was fairly overwhelming.
I took a deep breath, easing my nerves and allowing the disturbing memories of the past to flood my mind.
I remembered the cool blade slice at my throat, the infinite darkness that seemed to overpower me. I had been dying. I had believed it was the last time I would see a pastel blue sky. To hear the joyful canter of the birds that brought in each new day. To feel the brisk wind on my bare cheeks. To see Edward's beautiful face, to hear his chimerical laugher, to feel his cold lips against mine. It was the last time I was going to live.
A smile pulled at my lips. I should have known better. Edward would never allow such a thing.
I opened my dry mouth in attempt to speak again, but was silenced by the stinging tug at my throat.
"You won't be able to speak for a while. When he cut your throat, he severed some vocal chords. They were repaired during surgery, but you will need to let them heal before you can use them again." Carlisle's medicinal instincts took over as he stepped away from his concerned wife to flank Edward's back left.
I nodded, seeing as it was the only thing I could do.
Alice then stepped forward, her bright, bubbly persona lighting up the room as she pranced across the tiles.
"Here," Her knell voice rang out as she placed a notepad and pen on the bed, "this will come in handy." She gave me a coy wink as she retreated to Jasper's side.
I took the pen in my right hand, noticing the bandage that covered my inhuman scar.
"You had damaged the skin and muscles on your wrist." Edward noted my curiosity. "Most likely from rope or duck tape." He offered a small smile. I could tell that he was proud of me for escaping on my own, though it was my own fault I didn't get away in time. Stupid feet.
I brought the pen down upon the yellow paper. What happened to Lloyd?
Everyone exchanged weary glances, not one set of eyes landing on me. I brought the notepad into the air, forcefully bringing it down upon my lap, getting the attention I wanted.
"The managed to capture him." Charlie's voice was low and ragged, as if it would break at any moment. "Edward and Jacob here found you in the woods. They managed to take him down and tie him up. They rushed you to the hospital then they led the police back to Lloyd, whom they had tied to a tree." I noticed a brief smile cross Jacob's rusted face as Charlie muttered something incomprehensible. "He is now residing in the Sequim Country Prison. He'll stay there until the state authorities can take him in. He won't hurt you ever again." Charlie vowed.
"You did good baby." Renee's voice was strained, most likely a result of prolonged crying.
As the day proceeded, most people began to leave. The tribe gave me their regards and headed back home. The Cullens, in exception to Edward, offered to dine with my parents and Phil in a nearby diner, rather then succumbing to the dreadful cafeteria food, if you would choose to call it that.
Edward and I spent the evening in silence, seeing as I could not speak. The dead air will surpassed by the sweet melody of my tender lullaby being hummed. It was a much more pleasant song then what the heart monitor was playing; though Edward commented it to be one of the most beautiful sounds he could ever hear.
Just his presence there was enough to put me at ease. I was surprised at how well I was coping with everything that occurred within the last four days, as Edward had informed me.
He had told me of Alice's vision while they were hunting, the call to Charlie (which I would have to lie about seeing as Edward had told him that I had called Edward for help), how everyone came together to search for me. The later brought a smile to my face, causing Edward to chuckle. He had mentioned that Renee had spoken of Phoenix and how the whole ordeal began.
I promise I will tell you everything. I knew he would be curious as to the entire calamity from my perspective. It would just have to wait until I actually was able to tell him.
Edward had snuggled into the tiny hospital bed with me, my longing for his presence was overwhelming after spending all those days of torture without him. I wanted him to stay by my side and never leave.
As the sun set through the dirtied window, my mind replayed the conversation Edward and I had shared right before his departure.
*****
"Promise me." I sighed, chuckling into his shirt.
"I promise I'll be safe." I sighed, standing on my tiptoes, my warm, plump lips meeting his, creating a beautiful waltz.
He pulled away, the heat of our kiss too much. "Sorry." I mumbled. He chuckled, placing kisses along my jaw.
"So how long will you be gone this time?" I jutted out my bottom lip at the thought as being away from him.
"A few days." There was a migration of wild deer in northern Canada, it happened twice every year. It was basically an "All You Can Eat Buffet" for vegetarian vampires. It would steal my love away from me, even if it was only for a brief period. I did not like it, to say the least. Charlie was also away, on a fishing expedition with Henry and some other men. I would be all alone for the next two days.
The piecing shriek of a sunny 911 Porsche broke us apart. Edward glowered at the interrupting pixie, impatiently waiting the driver's seat, through the tinted windows.
"Go on, I'll be right here when you get back." His musical laughter rang out through the dreary dusk sky as he placed a tender kiss on my cheek before giving into his sister's demands.
******
How ironic.
By the time the stars clustered the sky, my eyes had once again been reenforced to the bottom of my eyelids.
Edward's cold lips vibrated against my ear as he continued to sing my sweet berceuse.
Sleep was about to overtake me when Edward unintentionally stole me away.
"You have no idea how scared I was." He whispered into my hair. "When I saw Alice's vision of what happened, I thought I was going to lose you forever. The thought of that was to much to bare." His voice was pained as he recalled the situation from his point of view.
"When Renee had spoken of Phoenix and how this had already happened, I didn't know what to think. For someone so cheerful and happy, I would have would have never perceived that something as dastardly as this could happen to someone as amazing as you. I always knew you were strong Bella, but the strength you showed by overcoming the first nightmare, then being forced into it once again, only to escape, its," He paused, almost as if he was unsure of the correct word to describe it, "prodigious." I suppose it was the best word to use seeing as the meaning of prodigious meant immense and miraculous.
I'm sorry I never told you. I scribbled down as guilt slowly crept up my spine. I should have, but I just wasn't ready to share that part of my life yet. I had finally moved past it, you helped me with that, and it was not something I wasn't entirely ready to revisit.
Edward chuckled, placing a kiss on my forehead. "Bella," He cooed as he soothed my hair, "there is nothing to be sorry about. Stop feeling guilty. Something as big as this should be something you can tell when you're ready, though the circumstances were some what changed." I swear, I think he lies to me about not being able to read my mind.
You think? I replied sarcastically, causing him and myself to chuckle, though for me, my shoulder rolled and my chest heaved, no sound escaping my beaten body.
"Bella, you should sleep. You've had a long few days." His cool hand gingerly ran down my battered arm.
No arguments here. He chuckled.
"Good." He placed a tender kiss on my lips and lulled me to sleep
EH! TIME FOR BED! IT IS 2:06 AM AND I AM AWAKE BECAUSE IM SLEEPING IN THE LIVING ROOM WITH MY DOG TO MAKE SURE THERE ARE NO COMPLICATIONS DURING THE NIGHT (OR IN THIS CASE, EARLY MORNING)
DO NOT WORRY, THERE ARE STILL, I BELIEVE AT LEAST 3 MORE CHAPTERS, POSSIBLY MORE!
OH, THE TOWN OF Sequim is real! GOOGLE SOME PICTURES OF IT!! IT LOOKS BEAUTIFUL!!!
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