Two chapters in one day??? Amazzin, aren't I?

I felt bad for completely changing the last chapter, so here's another chapter so everyone can review it! Thank you to those who added this story to their story alerts! It makes me so happy!

Here's BELLA'S POINT OF VIEW!!!!!!! GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!


BPOV

It's amazing how slowly time passes when you have eternity. It's pure irony. When your time on Earth is limited, you only wish for more time. Yet, when you do have forever, you realize how much time we truly do have on Earth.

It passes by even slower when you don't have anyone to share it with.

I replay my last moments with Edward every day, wishing I just lingered our kiss a mere second longer or held him more closely. If there's one thing I have learned from my experience, you can't change the past, no matter how hard you tried. There's only the future you can look to.

But there were so many turning points that could have prevented me from being where I am today. If I kept my promise to be safe, if I had not decided to go for a walk that night, if I had not walked on that one street…but there is nothing I can do about that now. I can only dwell on my happy times with my love and dream about the "what if's."

And when I dwelled on Edward, I could not help my mind slip past the wall I put up around that night it happened: my change.

I'm walking blissfully in the streets of Jerusalem, thinking about Edward. He's happy right now, I can feel it. It was so rare when he's happy, but I could feel it every time he was. I love it when I can make him happy. He deserves ever ounce of happiness in the world. So I'm walking to the market to get Edward some fruit. I always complain about how he doesn't get enough vitamins in his diet. I don't want him to get sick.

It's Friday evening, so everyone is at home, celebrating Shabbat. I am walking practically alone, until I see them.

I try to keep my head down and try not to look suspicious, a trick I learned to keep out of trouble. As they approach closer, I see they are two men and a woman, with wild red hair. I walk closer and closer to them, trying to act invisible. The wind picks up and my hair dances in the wind. The man in middle freezes in his track. He inhales deeply and stares me down. Frozen in fear, I watch the man in the middle crouch down like a panther about to pounce on its prey. Its prey: me.

In a flash he is on top of me. My body crashes to the ground from the impact, with my head cracking on the pavement. My blood pours out onto the street, drenching my hair in my own blood. The man inhales deeply again. I see his eyes are red. Blood red. He caresses my cheek with his dirty, blood stained fingernails when I find the courage to scream. The two others with him hiss something at him about people finding us. The man beats me to make me stop screaming.

I am too lost in pain to do anything when I feel a stinging pain in my wrist. It stands out above the rest of the pain. I feel fire. The man that was above me vanished and is replaced by a frightened man. He was opening his phone and yelling into it. I couldn't hear a word. The entire world was silent except for my heart beating violently in my aching chest. My wrist feels as if it is on fire and I beg for it to be put out.

I black out and I flash my eyes open to see doctors trying to hold me down. I scream and beg to die when I somehow break free from their grasps and fly out the closed window. A blonde girl is holding me as we run inhumanly fast away from the hospital. She is beautiful. I feel safe in her arms and surrender to the darkness.

Rosalie, the blonde girl, saved my life. If I had stayed at the hospital, I would have killed all the people there the second I woke up. She brought me to her home with her sister Alice. She can see the future. She saw I was changing and Rose ran as fast as she could to the hospital to save me. She always said it was to save the human's lives and our secret, but I think she just wanted a new friend.

The second I woke up, I realized my eyes were different. My vision was sharper and everything seemed so vivid and clear. Alice jumped on top of me and started bouncing and yelling loudly that she was so excited she has a new friend. I winced at the sound, not because it was terrible, it was truly a beautiful voice, but it was so loud! Every one of my senses seemed more intense and alive! My throat burned like hell and Rosalie gave me a bottle of red liquid that I downed in seconds. They explained to me what we are: vampires. I didn't believe them at first, but reluctantly I understood and accepted it. They drank only animal blood to maintain their humanity.

But I wanted to see Edward. I woke up in the afternoon on Monday from my change and desperately wanted to see my love. Alice and Rosalie explained to me that it would be impossible. I would kill him. How can I kill the one that I loved? Tuesday, my glorious Tuesday with Edward, passed. I knew he would be so upset. He must have worried so much about me. What if he never discovered my death? Wednesday and Thursday passed and finally, Friday night, I snuck away from Alice and Rosalie to see him.

I drank a lot of blood before I left and ran to the prison cell. My speed and new powers were amazing! What should have been a three hour drive took no more than a half hour run. I silently broke into Edward's cell and saw he wasn't there. Where else could he have been?

I went into the sanctuary, where I knew Edward practiced his piano. His folder and music sheets were there. I read the one on top tabled "Leave Me in the Dark." It was about me. The song was the most beautiful piece I had ever heard in my life. I kept it so a piece of him was always with me. I knew I would never get to interrupt his life again.

I finally slipped into the infirmary and found my love sleeping on the bed there. Was he sick? I slowly walked closer to him, controlling my blood lust. It was far worse than with the guards. Their blood smelled wonderful, but Edward's was irresistible. It was calling to me. I pushed aside the monster that wanted to kill him when I saw his face.

His eyes were swollen from crying and his lips were chapped and bleeding from biting on them. He was wrapped in a scratchy blanket and looked so vulnerable. So hurt. He was moaning and rolling around on the bed, as if he was having a nightmare. I needed to let him know that I am okay. He would beat himself up about this for the rest of his life unless he let me go.

His life.

He has a full, human life in front of him. He can grow older and find love again. Time may heal all wounds. He can be a father and raise children. He can grow old with his new love and die with her. He will never have to hide away from society and cringe at what he has become. I will not hurt the one I love for my own happiness.

I felt my throat close up and try to cry, but only sobs wracked through my body. I stared at my sleeping love and I knew I would watch him until the end of his life, protecting him from harm. But, I needed to say goodbye.

I ran my fingers through his hair softly. His hair felt so much softer now because I can feel things so much better now. He stopped moving around and shivered because of the cold, I assumed. I giggled silently and kissed his forehead, letting my lips brush against his skin. Edward opened his eyes and I saw his beautiful, dazzling, green eyes. I felt myself melt at his gaze, but grew frightened quickly. He saw me! What if he goes around and tells people he saw me?! His eyes seemed concerned and I hid my true feelings. I just wanted to say goodbye, nothing else. I won't stay too long.

Edward licked his bleeding lips and tried to clear his throat. It was obvious that he has been sick for a while. His throat seemed so sore and unused. I did not want him in any pain. I put my finger against his lips to keep him from talking and he smiled. He kissed my frozen fingers. I couldn't help but smile at him. He was so good to me. I needed to let him know I will love him for the rest of my existence. I will never forget him. I felt like sobbing yet again. But that would only disturb our last moment together.

I bent over and kissed his warm lips with as much love as I could. A sharp shock tingled my lips and I pulled away, not wanting to break my heart anymore. A sob escaped from my chest silently. I stared into his eyes and caressed his cheek with such care. His eyes were filled with pure love and adoration. I knew right there I will never love anyone else like this. I pulled my hand away and ran as fast as I could.

I ran from the past, from my only love, and from my only happiness.

Alice and Rosalie found their soul mates dying on the battlefield during the War of Independence. They saved their lives and bit them, changing them into vampires. Jasper and Emmet. Their soul mates.

They were shocked to find me "still alive", as they put it. But I am never alive. Just existing.

They filled me in about Edward and I listened, as if I wasn't stalking him already. He was in a mental institution in America. He wasn't progressing at all for the month he was there. Guilt washed over me so terribly, I collapsed to the ground. As did Jasper. That was when we discovered he had a gift like Alice. He could feel emotions. As for Emmet, his gift was his strength, but that was all too obvious. As far as I knew, I didn't have a gift, which made sense. I didn't have any special qualities to begin with.

We moved to America, partly because Israel was getting too dangerous for vampires to stay with the blood shed. And partly because I wanted to watch over Edward. I would sneak into his hospital and watch him carefully. I had complete control over my blood lust at that point. My throat still burned, but it was getting easier to ignore. I watched Edward from a distance so I could still smell his blood calling to me more than anyone else, but ignored it and view it as a punishment for watching him.

I slipped up once. I went to him during the night. Emmet and Rosalie went at it like rabbits at night and I couldn't stand listening to them. So I went to Edward and stood in the dark shadows of his rooms. I listened to him dream and then scream during his nightmares. It killed me every time he screamed. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran over to him and ran my fingers through his hair again. He calmed down the second my fingers touched him. He almost even smiled. He pushed his head towards my hand more wanting me to bury my fingers in his hair and tangle them in it. He always used to do this. I sobbed so loudly wanting nothing but to have him hold me and feel his body against mind in comfort. He heard me. His hand searched around for me in his sleep and I pulled away and ran before he could find me. I kept my distance after that.

After a year and a half in the hospital, he was released back to Chicago. I knew he wasn't actually better. He was just pretending. But now he was under the watchful eye of his mother, so Jasper, Alice, Rose, Emmet, and I left him and we went to Forks, Washington, the rainiest town in the United States.

We pretended to be sophomores for the semester we started during the winter. With mindless homework and classes, I kept thinking about Edward. He never left my thoughts and I knew my clan was constantly worried about me. I didn't need their support or pity. I just needed my Edward.

We spent a year and a half in Forks. Time passed so slowly for me. Every day, every breath was connected to Edward. My existence revolved around him, and he was 2,224.38 miles away from me! Of course, I wasn't counting or anything…

Senior year. The best year of our lives. Yeah, okay.

It was just something to occupy my time with. Classes, homework, socializing, it was all too overrated for me. People cared so much about their social lives and their academics when none of them mattered to me. I just wanted to be invisible and not have anyone notice me.

Apparently it was time for lunch, but I stayed in the music room. I couldn't eat anyway, so why should I bother with the fake act and the socializing? My fingers danced across the piano gently. I didn't want to be rough with the piano like I used to be. If I did that now, it would only break the piano.

I just fooled around on the piano and found my fingers playing my song, my lullaby. I hummed along to the piano, loving every note Edward created for me. I hummed the lyrics and fell deeply into the music, feeling every chord stir my dead heart. I lost myself. When the song ended, I let the piano linger on the last chord and waited until it stopped drifting.

"Wonderful! Simply marvelous! Miss Swan, you have been holding out on me! This piece! Oh my! You must play it for your class! It will inspire them as it has inspired me!" Dr. Negri practically yelled. My music teacher, Dr. Negri, was very enthusiastic when I came to Forks with my talent. He taught me so much and I taught him too. He was truly one of my friends.

"Oh, Doc, I can't play this in front of people," I whispered loud enough for him to hear.

"Sweetheart, why not? It is beautiful! You're expression alone while playing it inspired me enough. But those notes! My dear, please play it for the class. If not for them, play it for me." He begged.

This Italian musician always held a dear spot in my heart. I reluctantly nodded my head and showed my music sheet for the first time to another pair of eyes. He ranted and raved over it like it was the stone tablets Moses brought down from Mt. Sinai.

Class finally started and Dr. Negri spoke for what seemed to be a decade, but it was only five minutes. I coughed loudly to let him know he was getting off track. He smiled and turned towards me and said simply, "I'll let her music speak for her."

I took that as my signal to play. I took a deep breath and started playing the beautiful chords. I closed my eyes and let myself lose control again and press against the keys softly as if I were running them through Edward's hair. I took a deep breath and sang the lyrics sweetly.

I barely heard the door open as a late student walked into the door as quiet as a human can be. I ignored it and sang the next words easily, putting as much meaning behind it as I could. I summoned all my love for Edward and expressed it through the music.

The song ended much too soon and I held the chords as long as I could before they drifted into the silent air. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the silence and the perfectness of this moment, even though Edward will never hear me play this song.

I could even smell the alluring scent of his blood. I could hear his heartbeat beating wildly in his chest. I could picture his face in my head.

My hallucination was cut short by a pair of strong, warm hands engulfing my small, cold one. The person did not flinch away from its cold. My eyes flew open in shock and I saw the most dazzling pair of green eyes in front of me, bearing into my golden ones.

I felt my body relax when I should have run away as fast as I could away from him. He pulled me gently off the piano bench and into his warm embrace. He cradled my head in his hands as if I was the most precious thing in the world. It felt so good to be handled so gently when it was him who was so breakable to me. He breathed deeply and never took his green apple eyes off of me. He slowly brought his lips to mine.

And he kissed me.

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