Guilty Fantasies
"Mike!" I yelled desperately, turning around, searching for a tall, lean figure. "MIKE!" He wasn't here, I realized, sadly. He hasn't been here in my dreams for the past four days. Four days.
"He's not here, love." A beautiful, velvety voice said from right behind. I jumped back, and my back collided into the cold, hard chest of Edward Cullen, my boyfriend.
He turned me around, his cold hands grasping my shoulders. I shuddered. When I saw his face, it wasn't what I was expecting; it was furious, yet so saddened it made both my heart break. "Bella," he said, his voice showing the pain I'd caused him.
I felt my eyes widen, "N-no, Edward, it isn't what it seems, Edward!" I tried to deny, desperately wanting him to understand, and not glare at me with such furiousity, it made me wince at the amount of anger that poured out of those suddenly pitch black, onyx eyes. "Please," I begged.
He glared at me, with disgust. "Bella, it's over."
The words were like a knife cutting through my heart. I gasped for breath, "N-no, p-please. Edwa-Edward, p-please!" But my words didn't affect him at all. He stared at me, with a disgusted face, and turned away from me. I blinked, and that was all it took for him to disappear.
"NO! EDWARD!" I cried, running off into a random direction, wanting to see him.
"Leave him alone, Bella." Carlisle appeared behind me, staring at me with cold golden eyes. "He deserves better than you," he said, without a trace of doubt.
All the Cullens popped out of nowhere, glaring at me with disgusted, ashamed faces. Rosalie, though, seemed smug about something. "I told you we shouldn't of let her into our lives. We should've killed her a long time ago."
I stood there, surrounded by all seven of the beautiful vampires, with tears leaking out of my eyes. Alice said nothing, looking at me with anger. "No," I whispered, looking at each of the Cullens, "please, Edward, it was a mistake!"
"Should of thought about that a long time ago," he sneered. "Now I'm about to do something I should of done a long time ago, too."
"What?" I was afraid of the answer.
"Kill you." Was his simple, horrifying answer.
I closed my eyes, waiting for death, "I love you, Edward."
He didn't say the words back.
"Leave her alone!" yelled another furious voice. It wasn't melodic, it was a human's - strong, firm, smooth voice. It was panicked. My eyes flew open.
Mike was standing protectively in front of me, glaring at all the amused, yet not impressed vampires. He had his back to me, but my chest was pressed against his back, and his hands had a strong gold on my waist - steadying me. I was about to faint, I knew, and he was their, steadying me.
Edward raised an eyebrow, sighing, seeming irritated. "Children these days. But, another meal for today is excellent. And it's even more excellent that it's you, Mike Newton." he sneered darkly.
It all happened less than a second. Edward was in front of Mike, one of his hands was on Mike's blonde hair, and the other on his shoulder. Edward glanced at me, his eyes clearly excited, "Say goodbye to him, Bella." he said in a soft voice.
I could only watch in horror, as Mike's head was ripped off his body.
I screamed.
This was a hundred times worse than my heart being sliced.
I was as if my heart was being ripped off my chest the exact same second Mike's head was ripped off his body.
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"Bella! What the heck is wrong with you?" I distinctively heard Charlie's panicked and worried voice. My breathing was heavy, raspy. I could feel sweat beat down my forehead, into my open eyes - stinging them.
I was unresponsive, my mind was racing.
Edward killed Mike.
"Bella!" Charlie was shaking my shoulders, one of his hands delicately grabbed my face, and turned it to his direction, "Look at me!"
I did, staring at Charlie. "Dad. . . ?" I asked weakly, staring into his brown eyes.
"Bella," he breathed a silently, "why on Earth were you screaming?" he asked, suspiciously.
My throat felt heavy. "N-nightmare," I croaked out, looking away from his eyes, looking back at him when he next spoke.
His eyes softened,"Oh."
I nodded, unresponsive again. "Dad," I said after a uncomfortable pause, "I'm going back to sleep, okay?" As I was saying this, I pulled the covers over my body, and turned. My back was now to him, and he couldn't see the silent tears leaking out of my eyes.
"Goodnight, Bells." he murmured, closing the door loud enough for me to know that he'd left.
I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night, my mind was too focused on my nightmare. Even if I knew Edward wasn't like that; murderous, hateful. . . the look in his pitch black, onyx eyes were the exact same way when I first sat next to him in Biology a few months ago. They made me flinch, want to run away. And, as Edward advanced me, Mike appeared, and took the hit. He'd risked himself for me. Would he do it in real life, though?
Mike. He'd appeared.
A silent, shaky breath escaped me. He'd appeared. Not in my dirty dreams, but. . . but he'd appeared to save me. He seemed to genuinely care about me - not just want to have sex with me, and there. No. He was there. For me. Protecting me. From a lost cause. I inhaled sharply when the image of Mike's headless body fell to the floor, and Edward simply stared at it with a dark smirk on his face.
"No, that isn't Edward. That isn't my Edward," I told myself countless of times.
When it was time to get up for school, I got up despite my body's protest. My eyes kept on drooping - my eyelids felt heavy. I sighed silently, and did my "human things" - like Edward said.
At school, everyone questioned me if I was alright. I tried to smile, but it came out more like a sort of grimace. Everyone let it drop, but kept shooting me glances, as if any second now, I would suddenly faint. Even the teachers asked me if I was okay, and kept a watchful eye on me. One even asked me if I wanted to go to the Nurse's - which I quickly stuttered no.
Lunch came quickly, and I was waiting for it. The main reason wasn't because I was hungry - even if I were hungry, I wouldn't eat, my stomach felt full for some reason, and if I ate, I knew it wouldn't sit well with my stomach. The main reason I grasped the prospect of lunch was because I was finally going to see Mike - I wanted to see my Mike.
I wasn't at all disappointed. In fact, he bounded over to me the second I appeared in the Cafeteria - which made me feel slightly better. He was perfectly fine, his head was still intact with his body.
"Bella," my name sounded wonderful coming off his tongue, worried or not, "are you alright? Jessica told me you didn't look alright. . ."
The mention of my bushy-haired friend brought an unexpected fire in my veins. I was upset that he'd mention her. And I haven't felt this kind of upset. Albeit, I was grateful for a chance of distraction from my nightmare. I looked at Mike, looking for any signs - did he like Jessica?
"Yeah, I'm perfect." I whispered, forcing myself to not hold his hand in mine.
"Good grief," he smiled. I forgot when, but I once told him I liked it when Charlie Brown said "good grief". I was shocked that he still remembered. It seemed ages ago when I told him.
Despite myself, I smiled. "Good grief for sure."
I was aware of Jessica's hawk-like stares when Mike and I sat on our table - and to my immense satisfaction - he sat right next to me. Another plus was the fact that he wasn't asking me if I was okay or not, and also that he kept his avid attention on me. He was trying to make me feel better. What he didn't know was that just the sight of him made me feel a lot more better.
A/N: Yeah, yeah, I know there wasn't any kinkiness in this chapter, but I did tell you that Bella might not always dream about kinky! The next chapter might not have kinkiness either - it will in the end of the next chapter, but Bella will be dreaming about it, as per-usual.
Okay, so the reason Bella had a nightmare was because she fears the worse; Eddie boy finding out about her Mike fantasies, and spazz out. She fears he'd kill Mike, which she cannot allow, because, well, she sort of has feelings for Mike now. ALSO! I wanted people to know that Mike isn't how SMeyer shows him out to be. It really irritated me the way all the pack, Cullens, and sort of Angela and Ben were the only ones potrayed good. Mike and Jessica, Tyler. . . ect, had to be jealous or something for Edward and Bella. My Mike isn't full of himself and whatnot!
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS GUYS! :D THEY MADE ME SOO HAPPY!
Someone asked me they wanted them to have sex for real now, and well, they can't; I need Mike and Bella to socialize before they go kinky ;) Please understand, this is highly important. Because, well, they can't just randomly have sex. They need to get to know each other a bit more before they go kinky! Both Bella and Mike need to get in some sort of friendly-ish relationship and then they'll go into romantic-ish relationship, and then lover-ish relationship. . .? Does that make any sense? Think about it; would you just randomly jump into bed with a guy - even if you've been fantasizing about it? No. You wouldn't. Any rational person wouldn't. Bella is rational. . . even if she runs with vampires :P
. . . Bella just needs to chill out, and wait, before she looses her virginity.
OH AND DO YOU WANT A MIKE POINT OF VIEW? I could do a chapter, if you'd like! Just tell me in a review, and I'm off to writing his. . . shall I say, fantasies, too ;) ONE LAST THING; I'M BEING TO write another Mike/Bella story, just so you know! I'm not sure is it's going to be rated M, nope, it isn't, sorry ): I want my cousin to be able to read it; she's thirteen, too young O:
Sorry for the long Author's Note ;(
And sorry for updating this late, I've been plentiful busy D:
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