Disclaimer: I do NOT own any part of Twilight, as much as I want an Edward.
A/N: Ok, so, y'all know what happens after Edward gets to Phoenix. This takes place during Bella and Edward's summer break, just after Bella's cast comes off. Enjoy!
I stared reluctantly at the clock. 2:15 a.m. I got up from my bed and carefully walked over to the window. My cast had just come off and I was unsure what to do with my leg. The rain fell steadily and was making quite a racket. Edward hadn't come over that night, and I couldn't sleep not knowing where he was. "Bella…" He whispered softly in my ear.
I sighed with relief. "Edward I was so worried I…" I started to say as I turned around, only stopping to stifle a scream. It was Edward, but he was distorted; His face had various slashes on it, his shirt was ripped, and his eyes… they were black. As black as when I'd first seen him. His teeth slowly sharpened into ominous points, and he had a deadly smile on his face. "Bella…" He whispered seductively, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer to kiss me. I violently refused, and let out a scream as his teeth sank into me.
I bolted up, gasping for breath, and fell off the bed. Edward's arms were around me before I could hit the floor. "Bella!" he whispered in a panicked tone. I ran to the other side of the room, afraid to be near him. "Bella what-." He started to say as I crumpled to the floor sobbing. I felt dizzy and I couldn't breathe. He cautiously walked toward me, slowly sitting down next to me. He reached out to stroke my hair, and I flinched away. "Bella, tell me what's wrong. I won't hurt you, I promise." He carefully pulled me into his arms and hummed my lullaby. "Bella, tell me what's wrong." His voice sounded tormented as I sobbed into his iron chest.
"You…tried to…" I couldn't finish my sentence. Not that I needed to, he knew what came next. I felt his icy finger carefully bring my chin up to face him. His eyes were sincere as he said, "Isabella, I love you more than anyone in my entire life. I've said it before and I'll say it again, you are my life. No matter what happens, I could never do that," he nearly spat the word in disgust, "To you." He kissed me passionately, but didn't press hard, so not to scare me.
I stood, and tugged his hand playfully. All fears were gone; the dream was just a distant memory. He stood as I pulled him over to my bed. He stopped moving and let go of my hand. I was worried I'd done something wrong, but he picked me up, walked me the rest of the way, and placed me in his arms under the covers. He started to hum my lullaby again, and just as I was finally drifting to sleep he whispered, "I love you."
I slept dreamlessly the rest of the night, occasionally hearing in some part of my subconscious Edward's lullaby. I finally woke up at 12:30; Edward's arms were still around me. Sensing I was awake, he quietly whispered into my ear, "Good morning darling." I turned around to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Where's Charlie?"
"He left 3 hours ago." He said kissing my nose. He moved so that I was flat on my back and he was on top of me, careful not to squish me. He kissed my forehead, all the way down my jaw, kissing every part of my face until I couldn't breathe. He stopped and put his head in the nape of my neck, sighing. "What?" I asked when I started breathing again. "I hate knowing this is as far as I can go with you." I looked at his golden eyes, burning in me, "Then change me so you can." I hadn't meant to say that. He got up in one of those split second moves, raking his hands through his hair.
"Dammit Bella! I can't! You know I can't!" He said angrily. Now I'd done it. He was going to throw a fit. But my mouth wouldn't keep shut and I said, "And why not? I love you enough to endure three days of pain. Isn't that enough? I want to be with you forever! God Edward, why isn't that good enough for you?" I stormed to the bathroom, and locked the door.
"Bella open this door! We need to talk about this!" He shouted. I took the first thing I saw and threw it at the door. "Bella, if you don't open this door now, I will break it down!" I gasped, "You wouldn't dare!" He laughed maliciously. "Oh wouldn't I?" Now I was afraid. Charlie would freak out if the bathroom door was busted. "I'll….I'll throw this vase at you if you do!" I threatened meekly. Of course there was no vase, and he saw right through me. "Bella, stay away from the door." He said, and I obeyed quickly. The door crashed down right where I had been.
"You….you….you broke the door! Charlie is never gonna let you back in the house!" I nearly fainted at the thought. "He'll kill you!" I thought fearfully. "Bella, he can't kill me. I'm kind of already dead." I sighed, annoyed. "You know what I mean Edward! I can't let that happen! I told you not to, and what do you do? Knock it down! Am I talking to a 3 year old! Do I constantly have to repeat the obvious?" He glared. "Bella, I can fix the door... Where's that vase you had planned to throw at me?" He asked suddenly. His eyes were doing that thing where they make me tell the truth again. "There was no vase." I said pathetically. "But it got your attention didn't it?"
He sighed sat down on the edge of the bath tub. "I don't want to fight with you Bella. I'm sorry, but I just can't change you. I don't want to go an eternity without seeing you blush, without feeling that warmth on your skin, hearing your heart beat." I walked over and sat down next to him. "But Edward… I don't want to grow old… I want to be 17 forever, with you." I whispered. "And I know you don't want to go an eternity without me at all either. Don't lie to me! You've gotten attached haven't you?" I said cheerfully, trying to lighten the mood.
He wrapped his arms around me and stood us both up. "Yes, I have Bella. And I wish… I wish it didn't have to be like this." So much for a light mood… "Edward, please, just do this one thing for me." I pleaded. "No Bella." He said in a final tone. "Let's talk about something else…" he said distractedly. "I'm not going to let myself or anyone else change you." I pouted at him. He kissed my forehead. "Silly Bella, threatening with an imaginary vase." He laughed, and I laughed along with him. It was ridiculous that we were back to that, but somehow, it's all we could talk about without fighting at the moment. And then, I couldn't breathe. I was crumpled on the floor, out cold, within seconds.
