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Disclaimer: The characters belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer and her Twilight series. Stephenie, I hope I did Jacob justice.
I opened my eyes to see that I was in the forest again. The meadow was in front of me filled with tall grass and little white and yellow wildflowers. It was the one that the pack and I found Bella in the day Laurent…well, the day Laurent ceased to exist. That particular memory brought a big slow grin to my face, not one of happiness but of satisfaction. I could still see that black-haired leech, crouched in a cat-like stance, ready to pounce on her. He had been drawing it out to scare her and concentrating on that so much that he didn't hear us coming. The look of comprehension that spread across his face when he realized what we were there to do, it made it only that much more pleasurable when we tore him to shreds. It had been like Christmas and we ripped him open with the same enthusiasm a child would with their presents.
The clearing was empty, or so I thought. As I walked to the edge of the trees I noticed that I had been wrong. Someone was lying in the middle, originally hidden by the grass. I stopped when I realized who it was. Bella. Her eyes were closed, her hands on her stomach with her fingers woven together. Her legs were straight out in front of her, crossed at the ankles. Her hair was fanned out around her head, the warm brown color a sharp contrast to her normally perfect pale skin. I would have been worried if it wasn't for the fact that she still had that wonderfully pink tinge to her cheeks even in this state. Her scent wafted over to me on the light breeze and I closed my eyes in pleasure. Bella never wore perfume but her natural scent was as tantalizing as any I'd ever smelled. She looked so beautiful, so peaceful. I considered lying down beside her and kissing her full, pouty red lips. My own sleeping beauty, just awaiting me to wake her.
I opened my eyes but before I could take a step into the sunlight a new scent caught my attention and I froze. It burned my nose with its icy, too sweet smell. It was a scent that I was very familiar with and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. He appeared at the other side of the clearing, directly across from me. I was still, waiting for him to see me, smell me, to acknowledge that he knew I was there. Edward did no such thing though, walking straight to Bella. He laid down beside her and stroked her face. He leaned in and did exactly what I had imagined myself doing only a moment ago, he kissed her. She woke and the smile I missed most in all this world stretched across her face. Instead of making me happy it brought profound sadness because it wasn't for me.
I tried to turn around and leave but I couldn't move. I watched something I never wanted to see again as he brought his lips back to hers. He is trying to torture me, he knows I'm here. I wanted to clear my throat or draw some kind of attention to myself so Bella would know I was here and that they would stop but no sound would come out. I looked around for something to make some noise with. I reached to snap a twig off the tree nearest to me but my hand wouldn't extend. I was completely immobile and I was starting to panic.
I looked back to the meadow and now Bella and Edward were talking. They were both sitting up in the grass, facing each other. Odd, I couldn't hear their voices. They were obviously not trying to keep their conversation private. No matter what I should have been able to hear them but I didn't. What is going on? I continued to look on, the confusion building. They looked serious now. It looked like Bella was pleading with him about something. Finally a resigned look passed across Edward's face and he took her face in his hands. He kissed both her eyes, her nose, then her lips and down her neck. He pulled her close as he kissed her throat. Comprehension passed through my body as Edward's lips pulled back over his teeth. He is going to bite her!
I fought against my invisible prison, snarls and growls ripping through my chest. My teeth gnashed in anger. How could he do this to her? How could he rip away any chance at an actual life? How selfish can one being be?! And her, how could she do this? Why NOW? I was fighting with all the strength in my body but it was futile. God was punishing me by making me watch this. I was anchored to my own hell.
Horror washed through my body as he bit into the smooth skin of her neck. She threw her head back and the moment was almost too painful to watch. It seemed too intimate, like she was enjoying it. Edward pulled back after a moment and the bite was apparent. There wasn't anything I could do now. All of a sudden the force holding me back released me and I dropped to my knees. Fierce determination coursed through my body. There is something I can do. I can rip his throat out! I got to my feet and sprang forward.
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