A Twilight/New Moon/ Eclipse Fan-Fiction
By: A-Dreamer-Needs-A-Hero
Author's note: I would really like to thank my reviewers for the first chapter. I'm also aware of some grammatical errors I have made. When I have free time, I shall try and correct them. I hope you enjoy chapter two. Please, please, please review if you read any of this! Thanks. I will try and reply to each review sent.
Chapter Two:
Bella looked stung at his nonchalance, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes.
Edward cringed. Dear god, what came over him? How could he have possibly been so foolish as to make her believe he would truly bite her…..?
"Oh Bella," He called to her, his angelic voice filled with pain.
She choked to breathe, almost hyperventilating at his words. She couldn't stop her tears from flowing. They smeared her mascara covered lashes, a kind of makeup she had never used before until then. The black smeared a bold path down her milky white cheeks, tinted with a slight flush from her hysterics.
"I thought, I thought I was ready, and then-" Bella had to pause, a choked breath of air escaping her and interrupting her hurried words.
"And then your eyes…."
The pain in Edward's eyes continued to grow with each hit of her words, each sob that racked her fragile form.
"I will never, ever do that again. I swear it love, I really truly do." His words were covered in the deepest concern.
Then he was quiet. After a few moments of only hearing Bella's muffled sobs, he decided to speak.
"Do you….want me to leave?"
"No!" She gasped out loudly.
"Don't you dare! Don't you dare leave me! I-"
After her screams of protest, she clung on desperately to his shirt, an erratic gleam in her eyes.
"I don't know what I'd ever…..ever do without you." Bella's voice grew soft, seeming somewhat broken, and sounding slightly hoarse.
Edward's eyes widened. Feeling her pain, he too fingered desperately at his love, wrapping his arms tightly around her form.
"I will never leave you. Feel assured that is something that will never happen."
Love clouded his eyes in a haze.
"Do you want to be a vampire Bella? Become like me?"
She gulped, her breathing becoming somewhat labored.
"Yes, but….Not right now. I thought I was ready but…I've lost my nerve. I'll wait until we're married." The last part was admitted somewhat begrudgingly.
Edward's lips grew into a smile.
"Oh my Bella, you don't know how much that means to me."
Bella bit her lower lip anxiously. Her grip loosened on his shirt.
"I-," She began to stutter out. She tried to get around his arms.
"But I still have to go. I need some time to let this…sink in."
Edward didn't blame her, he could understand how she felt, but in an unusually human like impulse (selfish even), he protested, "But Bella….."
She let out a muffled cry as she rushed towards the door.
"I'm sorry!"
Her quick speed amazed Edward, as Bella dodged the closing of his arms around her, avoiding him yet again to continue to rush to the front door, slamming it shut behind her. Because of Edward's speed, almost comically timed, it slammed shut right in his face. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
"Serves you right you know," A pixie voice sang, and Edward turned to growl over at Alice.
"Really it's none of your damn business, sister." He hissed lividly at her.
Her eyes narrowed into vicious slits.
"O' contraire, brother. I love Bella just as much as you do. She's my new sister now, and what you did to her was cruel and selfish of you. You lost control, something that could have been prevented."
Edward stared down in defeat.
"Alice, I told her that I-" He began weakly, but an enraged Alice swiftly cut him off.
"It's not the same!" She hissed.
Edward's expression grew hostile, as he breathed out quietly, "Then why didn't you see it?"
She was silent in her fury. Alice soon found the will to speak.
"If you hadn't lost control in the beginning, there wouldn't have been anything to see! Don't go putting the blame on me; it's your responsibility to keep her alive!"
He rounded on her in fury.
"That's a little bit of a problem, considering she doesn't want to stay alive! Damn it Alice, don't patronize me! I know I screwed up!"
Biting her lip, she found herself growing silent once again. She felt the anger of her brothers foolishness, the guilt of not seeing Bella get hurt (albeit not physically, but emotional hurt from Edward could leave scars, as she was living proof of that), and the childish want of being able to give Bella her gifts both her and Rosalie had bought for her, but unable to have her receive them.
Alice was able to sympathize with Edward on the matter of control. She was being a hypocrite when bringing up the how he could have stopped himself, because Jasper had surely tripped up in his progress to remain a vegetarian every now and then. Self control was very difficult, and only Carlisle seemed to have the best grasp on himself when it came to not hungering to satiate the mad thirst for blood.
She was appalled at how her desire to heal her brother's pain was quickly becoming over run by her ruined wish of giving Bella her gifts, and how she wanted to twist the knife in the open wound.
It eventually took over, and she couldn't take back the words that escaped from her mouth, she knew that would never forget how she wounded her sibling with her words.
"And now," Alice cried out.
"She won't get my clothes for two whole weeks! Thanks a lot Edward! Maybe next time could you possibly learn to control yourself, if you'll even get the chance of her taking you back?!"
She then proceeded to slam up the stairs halfway, colliding purposefully into the shelter of Jasper's arms. He kissed the top of her head lovingly, giving a look to Edward before pulling his soul mate up the stairs to their bedroom.
Edward let out a groan from in the back of his throat before sliding down into the cushiony comfort of the cream colored couch. His hand raked through his untidy bronze hair.
"All I wanted to do was prove a point," He muttered.
"She wasn't ready."
"Maybe she was," A new feminine voice chimed in softly as she flowed elegantly down the stairs. Quickly and formally, she sat down next to Edward, her billowy waves of blond hair shimmering in the artificial light.
Edward stared over at the woman long and hard. Yes, Rosalie was beautiful in that artificial light. But maybe, he figured. Her beauty is artificial too.
Beauty wasn't about your physical shell. It was found in the deep confines of your mind, shining through in your personality, your passions. Edward understood beauty very well now, having many years to contemplate life and its ups and down. Finding beauty in something was a part of living also, just as love is a beautiful masterpiece that cannot be handled with un-careful hands.
And now? He had now just let that beautiful work of fragile art crumble beneath his fingers. He was ashamed with himself for crushing his love he had with Bella. Their relationship was something already teetering over the edge, and his mistake might not be something he would be able to take back. This could cost him his relationship with Bella, and he knew that once the love was lost, he would never, ever be able to find its equivalent from anyone else but her. His beautiful Isabella.
"Maybe you were the one who wasn't ready to let go of Bella being human, instead of her," She whispered softly in his ear.
Edward allowed his lips to form a small, somewhat sadistic smirk.
"Rose," He murmured fondly to his sister, looking up at those annoying artificial lights.
"Maybe you're right."
"Edward….Carlisle is worried, Esme also. They're still upstairs, waiting for you to go get her."
He didn't answer her.
Edward couldn't get up to try and repair that broken love. He was too busy being disgusted at the ugly, reeling monster he saw in himself.
"Well," He muttered darkly to himself. "Two weeks, right?"
As soon as the door had slammed behind her, it took all Bella could to stand.
Should she just break out into tears like any other lovesick fool would do in a lovers quarrel? No, she couldn't. She was too big for that, and her fight wasn't just a little lovers spat. It was over the issue of her mortality, and Bella wasn't on the winning side.
As much as she wanted to cry, for the second time that night, Bella didn't. She refused the need to be comforted.
"But it hurts……."
The soft voice in her head lingered for a little too long, and after she had let all of her surroundings in, Bella realized she needed to get out of the cold, and drive as far away from here as possible.
"I'm all yours."
She remembered herself telling him that, in all of his urethral glory. What a horrible, disgusting liar she was. Tears came at the edges of her eyes out of frustration. She needed to get out of here.
Once she was stable and inside of her vehicle, she drove the path out of the Cullen's land mechanically, staring blankly ahead with her mind in a complete other realm, one she wasn't even sure of.
That's why Bella gasped when she found herself pulling up to the La Push reservation, on the road to Billy's house. And Jacob's……
She shook her head quickly. She needed to turn around. She shouldn't have come here. She gulped at realizing it was too late to turn back. Her old truck was nearly on empty, and mentally, being so close to Jacob she just couldn't leave him. Not now. Not when he needed her, and when she currently needed him.
Was craving his attention and comfort selfish of her? She really couldn't care less at the moment. She kissed her sanity and all good judgment out the door.
So when she knocked at the door, and Billy answered, she didn't bother hiding her tears.
"Bella?" He exclaimed with predictable surprise. He wasn't angry though. A smile covered his with face with long thin lips.
She was immediately ushered into the warmth and comfort of the small Quileute house.
And all the worry floated out of her body, away from her as the quaintness and familiarity of the house kicked into her system.
"I've missed this place so much," She whispered out in admittance.
Billy continued to smile.
"And we've missed you Bella. Jacob is out right now, but said he would be back, and I'm expecting him soon."
Almost as soon as the words had left his mouth, a very large Jacob came bounding through the front door in excitement.
"Dad," He called out quickly. "I saw her truck-"
Jacob stopped once he noticed Bella, taking in her ruffled appearance.
"Bells," He exclaimed.
"Yes Jake," She whispered. Tears stung at her eyes.
Alarm filled his face, and he came rushing over to her, picking Bella up around the waist and crushing her to his bare chest.
"I've missed you, missed you so much. I've been worried," He trailed off brokenly.
Bella gulped in a large intake of air.
"Me too," She sobbed out into the warm contours of his chest.
As usual, Jacob was running at one oh one point five degrees or something to that effect. The warmth made her feel alive.
"How are you doing?" The words stumbled out in a slight stupor.
Bella gave somewhat of a shaky smile.
"As well as I can be Jake. I'm better now that I'm here though."
She could hear it. Hear his heart pounding loud thumps resonating through his chest, and it felt so good to hear that sound. The sound of life.
"You can't imagine how much that means to me Bells," He whispered into her hair.
Bella froze. The words were far too familiar. Quickly she shook her head.
"I think I can Jake, I really think I can…."
Billy watched the affair with a sparkle in his wise old eyes, a smile curling to his lips.
"Come on you two," Billy said with a grin, leading then with a steady hand towards Jacob's room.
"I have a surprise for you."
Jacob's eyes widened.
"What Dad?"
All Billy did was continue to smile.
"Take a look." Billy gestured with his hand.
Bella was the first of the pair to see. She gasped.
"Awesome! Jacob, take a look!"
Jacob gasped also, his mouth gaping open as he stared at the new flat screen television hanging up on the wall facing his bed.
"Dad," He whispered out.
Billy gave a nonchalant shrug.
"Your uncle was getting a new T.V., and this one looked so brand new. Said I was free to take it off his hands."
"Dad, I don't know what to say….." Jacob trailed off.
"Then don't say anything at all. You're doing a great honor to your tribe and your family. You've deserved this one Jake."
Poor Jacob looked about ready to go into tears, and Bella found it humorous to watch a six foot five overgrown teenager look ready to bawl like a baby.
She placed a soothing hand on the small of his back, since she couldn't reach his shoulder.
"He's right Jacob. You really do deserve this."
He planted a large kiss on Bella's forehead. Bella didn't think it was stepping too much over the line.
She realized that over thinking things too much took out the more important things in life. Like her friendship with Jacob, her love with Edward.
She tried not to think about him too much. Right now, she wanted to spend as much time with her friend as she could. Bella wanted to stay here as much as possible, because when she left, nothing would save her from Edward's wrath.
She would take all of her punishment freely. Visiting Jacob was worth it.
So now they laid, curled up onto the small low mattress of Jacob's bed, his head raised right above hers. Bella could feel the warmth of his breath on her ear, and the heat of his body almost right against her side. She sighed, unconsciously leaning her head down onto his bare chest. He in return crushed her against his side.
Just like Bella, Jacob was ecstatic at her being here. He too would take all that he could, and fully damning the consequences.
Watching her eyelashes flutter and her lids beginning to close, he chuckled, and then pulled her on top of him, offering himself as a big and warm human pillow.
Bella, too caught up in the bliss of being back again in this part of her life, she didn't protest. She even snuggled some, attempting to position herself comfortably. Yes, everything was going perfectly. Jacob stayed up as long as he could, watching Bella as she slept.
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