New chapter up! I finally have a bit of time on my hands with the break. I'm really going to try to keep this one going. Well I hope you like it. R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this story. They are all property of Stephanie Meyer. The plot of this fanfiction alone is mine.
Chapter 2
Where am I?
I walked slowly through a sunlit, forest pathway. And although I had no exact idea of where I was, there was something incredibly familiar about everything around me…
I think I've been here before…
I continued onwards down the path, as it twisted through thick woodland to a clearance in the skyline. And as I came to stop at the entrance to the defrayal of trees, I took a deep breath and stepped forward.
It's like heaven…
Never in my life had I ever seen anything so beautiful. There was a meadow, basking in the promising flowers of early summer. And as the grass blew softly in the breeze, the sun reflected over all of the surroundings, casting a golden glow upon the field.
I walked through the meadow and sat down upon the soft grass, listening to the soothing sounds of a stream flowing in the distance. As I had thought earlier, something was so strangely recognizable about this place, and a part of me knew that I must have been here before.
But, what am I doing here in the first place?
Yes, what was I doing here? It felt as though I were waiting for something. Something to pull me out of my heavenly state, and make my purpose here acknowledged.
"Bella!"
My head twisted around sharply in surprise. Who was calling my name? Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that I had heard that voice before, whoever it was. Still looking, I turned my head in every direction, trying to find where the shout was coming from, and as I rolled my neck to look behind me, I saw a figure running forward at what I would consider, lightening speed.
"Bella, what have I told you about coming here alone?! It's not safe, you need to leave, now hurry!"
I rear back in shock. The stranger was the vampire from the night before. But what was he doing here? How did he know my name?
And, why do I not feel scared?
I was on my feet by now, and had backed a good 10 feet away from where he was standing. I could feel my heart beat increasing rapidly, and to my astonishment, it was out of anticipation, not fright.
The look of concern and affection of the vampire's face made my stomach curl around in guilt. Obviously he was not out here to harm me, that much I could tell. But I still didn't know who he was, or why he seemed to be on such similar terms with me.
He walked over to me before I could even turn to run, and gently but firmly held my upper arms in his pale hands. I could see the yellow spheres of his eyes coil in sudden apprehension.
"Bella, what are you doing? It's me, Edward! Come on, we have to go! Do you know what will happen if anyone finds you here!"
Edward…
Something struck a bolt a electricity through me at the mention of his name. I knew that name, and I knew this stunningly beautiful person standing in front of me. However, with the memory of his name, a whole new wave of emotions blossomed inside of me.
"Edward"
I tested his name to see how the sound would feel coming from my lips. I could sense the tears begin to prickle behind my eyes, and I touched the side of his face softly just to be sure that he was really there. And, as a part of me had expected, his skin felt cold and smooth.
It's almost like touching a statue…
"My Edward"
I saw the vampire's features soften at the endearment, and he placed his cold hand delicately over mine. After a short moment, he pulled me towards his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. I could feel the strength of his body holding me, and I knew that there was no possible chance of breaking free. And, personally, I couldn't entirely say that I ever wanted to.
"Yes, Bella it's me. Don't worry everything will be okay."
FLASH
"Why are you doing this to me?!"
The surroundings around me had changed. Now, I was pushed against the base of a tree, in a rather vaporous area of the woods.
But not only had the scenery changed, for I could feel the hot tears falling freely down my face.
I looked up to see Edward staring at me with a pained look, and I knew that the outlook of our current situation was not going to be pleasant.
"Edward, please don't go."
Why am I saying these things?
My Edward said nothing as he stared down at me with his amber eyes burning. He leaned his head forward to rest against mine. He ran his icy hand through my hair, in some small attempt to sooth me; but the touch was doing nothing to protect me from the hell-like hole growing rapidly in my chest.
"Bella, please not now. We don't have time."
There was a small burst of anger inside of me at that.
How dare he!
My tears were coming out in hysterics now…
"Just tell me why! Don't I deserve that much?"
He frowned at my statement and closed his eyes in frustration. He was as disturbed as I was at our circumstances, I could tell. And inside I knew that there was nothing that either one of us could do to stay together.
"Because you deserve more than me, Bella. I can't give you what you need and living a constant life of fear is not going to make you happy."
He hadn't wanted to say it, and to hell if I wanted to here it. It made no sense what so ever.
Is he absolutely stupid?
"Of course it will! Being with you is all I need to make me happy. I love you, isn't that enough?"
I let out another choked sob, and bent my head down in shame. Why was he leaving me? I had only just found him again…
Edward closed his eyes and buried his face into my neck, whispering over and over how sorry that he was, that I would move on, be happy, and meet someone new...but it didn't mean anything. If he was leaving, there was nothing he could say that would make me feel better.
He titled my chin upwards to meet his face, and slowly ran a finger down the side of my cheek.
"Goodbye Isabella, I love you."
He placed a final chaste kiss to my lips, holding on only for a few short seconds before pulling away completely. He looked over my face one last time, before fading away into the darkness.
It's all over now, there's nothing left for me…
I sunk to my knees in silent defeat, and let the darkness take me over completely. The growing hole inside of me ripped my heart in two, without resistance. I was too far gone to fight it, so I closed my eyes and let my tears fall freely.
He's gone…my Edward is gone…
I woke up with a start.
Another one…
The vampire had become a nightly visitor to every one of my dreams, and it was the same story every time. He would find me in the field, hold me, and finally leave me crying alone in the shadows. And why was it that the character in my head was always so different from the one who had tried to kill me before?
I must be going crazy…
I must be. I was turning my attempted murderer into the lover of my dreams. It was a pure transgression to be fantasizing over such things.
But who can help what they dream?
I most certainly can't…
It had been 5 days since I had last seen the vampire, or Edward, as my imagination so gladly called him. And when I was awake, I was living in constant fear of just when exactly he was going to uphold his promise of coming back for me. However, at night, when I finally had the courage and patience to settle into some form of sleep, did the new side of my vampire arise.
I wanted so much to believe that he was truly like my imagination made him out to be, but as the logical side of me always knew, it was just a lost cause that could only cause me more pain in the end.
But one thing that I was certain of, was that the vampire was going to come back, and when he did, he was going to kill me. I had to accept that reality.
But a part of me is falling in love with him…
Yes, and as much as I tried to fight myself and deny my subconscious, there was a part of me, and rather large part at that, that was falling unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
This one took me a few hours. I didn't really get much time to spell check, so if you see any mistakes please let me know. Thanks.