Somewhere Out There

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Author's Note: Welcome viewers! This marks the third chapter of Somewhere Out There. I have school tomorrow, and its midnight, so whatever. __ Shh, lol. Well, thank you everyone for supporting me and what not and taking the time to PM me. :D It means a lot to me, really, and I'm just not saying that. Do I ever? [; So anyway, please enjoy the rest of this story/chapter/etc.

Melanie's POV

I'm in the forest and I'm alone in the woods. I can feel myself crying so much to the point that I couldn't stop myself. And it was hard for me to breathe through my nose, considering how stuffy it was. I keep running as fast as I can, trying to avoid the danger that lurks within the darkness of the forest. I cry for help, but no one is able to save me. Then I hear footsteps coming closer and the familiar screech of a banshee is heard throughout the forest. Chills spread throughout my body, and I know for sure there isn't any use for trying to escape my death.

The banshee grins at me; her blonde wavy hair blows in the wind as she appears in front of me. Her crimson hues seem to be satisfied by the terror in my eyes and then she grabs me and we're plunged into the darkness within. I scream and I figure there's no use for anything anymore. Because I know no one's there to save me.

But I'm wrong. Finally, I wake up with a hand over my mouth and the moon outside the window illuminate's the dark figure. "That's the third time this week!" she says, obviously upset that she's lost sleep because of me. "What the hell's your problem? If you're going to do that every day, then move out."

She removes her hand from my mouth and I apologize. I don't expect her to forgive me, and so I've learned that the hard way. She crawls back down to the lower bed of our bunk bed and stays there. I listen to her breathing and wait until she's fully asleep. Finally, I sneak out of the room and into the bathroom. I turn on the light and look into my reflection. My eyes are puffy and my nose is stuffy. I'm quite ashamed to see my pathetic being. I look so unrecognizable and pathetic. I forget how someone like me could be Seth's fiancée, because I know he deserves better. Why do I feel lonely, when I already had everything a girl could ever want?

Speaking of the devil, I hear knocking on the door. He calls my name with his calming voice and pleads for me to open the door. So I do, and like the banshee, he reaches out to grab me. I'm frozen in place and I for a second I was afraid. He holds me tight and kisses my forehead. "What's wrong?"

He won't let go of me, and the heat emitting from his body becomes a comforting sensation. Suddenly, I start having flashbacks of the events that occurred right after Renesmee's welcoming party.

Flashback:
Alice beckons me from the kitchen. Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, Bella, Esme, and Carlisle are all there waiting for me as well. I'm seated right next to the pixie-like female, and she looks at me with a serious expression on her face.

I've never witnessed this side to Alice before. And it almost scares me.

"Do you know who this is from?" she asks me. She passes me a blue envelope and I read its text out loud. I slowly shake my head; terror shook my body like an earthquake, cracking pieces enough for them to break. This was the reaction that they seemed to be expecting. It also proved that I was no longer holding anything back.

Then suddenly, a wave of peace washes over me. I'm finally able to relax and try to convince myself the letter's a hoax. Alice tries to convince me that it was just a prankster. Everyone leaves us alone to have our privacy, but they don't say another world to anyone else. She holds me close, both of us fearing for what's going to happen in the future. She won't tell me anything, because she doesn't have the answers for me. We both have our doubts, but it's just not enough. The four words in the letter rang in my head constantly, and it has never stopped since.

"I'm coming for you."

End of Flashback

I knew I couldn't tell him now, because he would immediately transform into an insane lunatic. But still, I wouldn't let him go. "Nothing but a bad dream…" I told him quietly. And he believed me, just as much as I wanted to believe in it too. But it hurt enough to think that I could try and forget about it all together. "Stay with me?" I tiptoed, whispering the three very words into his ear.

He sighed. "We have school tomorrow."

I frown. "Is that a no?" He hesitates, but finally we decide to go into his room. He doesn't ask and I don't say a word. He turns on the TV but keeps the volume at its ultimate low. We're cuddled together in his bed and he's holding me around my waist. We're watching The Notebook, also known to be the most romantic film ever seen by our own classmates. We were first-timers, so of course by the time the movie ended the tears came streaming down my face once again. Seth turns off the TV and now he holds me closer to his chest. "I'm…so…sorry…!" I manage to say between sobs.

I can't see it but the tone of his voice seems rather confused. "What's wrong?" he asks, wiping away my tears with his hands.

"Everything…!" I practically shout. Although startled, he drowns out my screams by pressing his lips, hard, against mine. He pins my hands down, and now he's on top of me. "Seth Clearwater, do you really think I'm worthy of being your wife?"

He shakes his head. "No, I know you're worthy. But I hate how you're hiding something—even now—and it's tearing me apart to see you like this. If being with me's going to hurt you, then maybe being together isn't right."

"No, Seth! I know it might be selfish of me… But I want to be with you, forever, each day of my life. There's no person in this world that I'd rather be with right now. I'm just… new to this, okay? I don't know how it feels like to be in love, until the day I met you. I'm scared to death of hurting others, especially you, but that happens every time no matter what doesn't?! I wondered, each and every day, if you'd be better off without me. If my birthday really meant my time was up, I really hoped you'd have someone who can love you just as much as I do right now. Someone you can love as well and who treats you better. Someone who—"

He kissed me, again. "Are you kidding me? No one can replace you. I can love no one other than you. There is no one who can treat me better. There is no one who I'll ever love just as much as I love you. And what's the keyword here? No one. Do you understand me, Melanie Cullen? Or is that not enough for you?"

Finally, I told him everything. From the letter to the constant nightmares that come to me every day now. He just looked at me, shocked, then he let go of me and lay down. "We'll talk about this tomorrow…" he mumbled. He sounded irritable and to me it sounded like he was tired of me. Was this what I wanted? I thought. No, it wasn't. I lay down next to him without saying another word, and I could feel him wrap his arms around my waist tight enough so that it was impossible for me to escape. I'm still not sure if that's a sign meaning I'm forgiven. I close my eyes. If only I kept my mouth shut… is all that fills my head now as I fall into a quiet, dreamless sleep here in the arms of my lover.

—*—

Leah looks at me, and then elbows me gently. "Did something happen?" she whispers, taking note of the distance between Seth and I. "Not that I care, really, but he is my brother." My grip tightens around my books as I bring it closer to my chest. I'm suddenly uncomfortable with the whole situation, because I know what Leah is capable of. I'm not sure if I'm to tell her the truth or not. I mean, haven't I done enough?

My mind suddenly flashes back to a scene in The Notebook:

Allie looks at him, just pleading with her dark hues. "Stay here!"

"No! See, that's exactly what I'm talking about!" Noah is not backing down. He stands up to her like the man he is.

Allie is still opposed to their separation. "Then you can come with me."

"To New York?" he looks at her with disbelief.

"Yes!"

"What am I going to do in New York?"

She looks at him straight in the eyes. "Be with me." She says this as if it were an obvious answers with such hope that he'll finally agree even if it were against her parents' wishes.

"I don't know…" he shakes his head. "We both gotta figure out what's gonna happen tonight and finish out in the summer… See what happens." Now she looks at him in disbelief, as he just moves his head slowly from right to left.

"So you're saying you want to break up?"

"I'm saying we'll see how it goes later on." She looks away from him as he brushes his fingertips against her cheeks.

"Are you breaking up with me?" she says in a voice that appears to be a whisper. She's very uneasy and emotionally unstable at this point.

"I don't see how it's going to work."

"I see…" he turns around and heads for his truck. "Please don't do this. You don't mean it! How are you going to do it? Why wait until the summer ends, huh?" he does his very best to ignore her. "Why don't you just do it? Why don't you just do it right now?!" she runs towards him, pushes him, and he hits the truck. "Huh?!" she does this again. "Come on! Do it!" and she hits him again, repeating the very same words. "You know what? I'm going to do it. It's over! It's over!" he starts to come closer, but she refuses. "Don't. Touch. Me. I hate you, I hate you!" he then turns and proceeds to get into the car, only to be pushed by Allie once again. "Why don't you just go, get out?! LEAVE!!!" she kicks the car as it begins to turn on. "Go… Go!" then reality finally settles in.

"No wait, come on. We're not really breaking up are we?" he starts to drive away. "It's just a fight we're having and it'll be like we've never broken up, right? Right?"

Simple words to make her feel better… Only to wake up the next day and realize her fairytale days are up. It's over, it's over, it's over. And that's the sad truth, isn't?

—*—

I sigh, "It's just a fight we're having." I answer her and she doesn't ask any more questions. She does seem to doubt me, but I'm not surprised. She begins to chat with her other friends and I watch Seth from a distance. I want to believe in those words, just as much as I wanted to believe that our love could create miracles—like Allie and Duke/Noah.

But then I realize it already did. I mean, that's what prevented my death in the first place right? That's what brought us together. Our love. Why hadn't I realized that before? I got up and began to walk extremely fast from Leah's lunch table to where Seth stood with his friends. He saw me from a corner of his eye and he started to walk towards me as well. "We need to talk." I told him. And he agreed.

Before my fairytale days are up, I thought. I better make the most of it… Right here and right now. We sneak outside to a more private place where we can be alone. Our hands connected together, and it's time for us to move on from our childish games. "Seth," I begin. "Tell me honestly, what do you hate most about me? So I can change, and be better to you in our future."

"Honestly," he began, without hesitating or holding anything back. "I hate how you have to lie and hide things from me… Sometimes I don't know whether or not I should believe you, because you're sending me all of the wrong signals. But every time we fight, I realize right after why I love you so much. It's like you're stuck in my mind, my heart, and my soul. I, Seth Clearwater, have strong feelings for only you Melanie Cullen. And I don't care what you're real identity is, you're mine and mine alone. Let me do my job to be your lover, protector or best friend… will you? You really don't know how much you mean to me, huh?"

I must've been crying because the next thing I knew, he was wiping tears off of my face and we were laughing about our stupid fight. Then I looked at him straight in the eyes and spoke for my very heart, mind, and soul. "Seth, I'm in love with you. And I mean it." He laughed, taking my word, and kissed me gently. The bell rang, and now all of that didn't matter to me.

Maybe my fairytale wasn't over for me after all.

But you really can never be too sure, now can you?