This is my second fanfic. It has nothing to do with The End of the Beginning, just something I wanted to write. I have no clue as to what this will become…Lets just say I'm winging it…To all my other readers, I owe you an update to The End of the Beginning…Don't worry…I'm hoping (fingers crossed) that it will be up in two weeks at the most…
Story contains New Moon spoilers. Rated T for violence, some language, and adult themes.
Summary- Her only love has died, leaving Bella in despair. Can she fix what has already happened? Can she bring Edward Cullen back from the dead?
"Come on Bella, hurry up!" cried Alice, exasperated. We were standing in the middle of one of Seattle's small outlet malls, trying to figure out what in the world to buy. Well, at least I was anyway. Rosalie and Alice had dragged me to the clothing department, asking me to try on lots of outfits; none of which appealed to me whatsoever. I sighed.
"I told you, I don't need anything. I have tons of clothes back home." Rosalie turned from the dressing room mirror with a what-are-you-talking-about look.
"I mean tons of clothes for me anyway. Seriously, you guys just go ahead and buy something. I'm fine!" Alice gracefully danced over to me with a determined look on her small face.
"You're going to buy something whether you like it or not. If you want to go home I suggest you start shopping now. That is of course, if you don't want to be cooped up in here all night." I stood there silently, slowly calculating my options. Running to the car wouldn't be the best choice-Alice would immediately drag me back. Staying here, wouldn't be any better either.
"Fine," I said, defeated, looking around for the nearest clothes. There was a black sleeved shirt hanging on the rack next to me. "This one," I said, pointing. Alice smiled and Rosalie looked over, a semi-interested look on her face.
"Ok," said Alice, her topaz eyes lighting. "Go try it on." I groaned. I was just planning to grab the closest shirt and run- not try it on in front of Alice and Rosalie. My normal looks would be nothing compared to them. Realizing I had no say in the manner, I took the shirt and went into the dressing room, changing and quickly walking to Alice.
"There. Can we leave now?" Alice's mouth was slightly agape. She squealed, wheeling me around to the mirror. I stared at the pale girl gazing back at me. Her hair was let down in a ripple of brown waves; the black top showed slight curves from her shoulders to her hips. It was a moment before I figured out that the girl was me.
Rosalie walked over in one brisk movement, staring at me carefully. "It looks good on you," she said, with what seemed like a great effort. Realizing that Rosalie had just complimented me, I smiled. After the incident in Volterra, she had become increasingly quiet around me, sometimes admiring my clothes or asking how Charlie was. It was weird-especially coming from Rosalie-, but I much preferred this new Rose to the one who had shot me dirty looks every time I walked by.
"See," said Alice. "It wasn't that hard."
"No, I guess not," I replied, changing into my original blouse and taking the black shirt to the cashier- along with the stack of clothes Rosalie and Alice had brought along too. Alice slid her credit card- with much complaining from me- and we walked to the mini cooper, sitting inside and driving off. As usual, Rose was driving high above the speed limit, unnoticed by any policemen. I settled into the back seat, looking over at Alice questioningly.
"I know what you're thinking," Alice said, suddenly. "But I still haven't gotten the chance to talk to him yet." I shrugged, looking away.
"It can wait."
"Bella, I know you want this. I don't even know why Edward is waiting to change you. With all the threats to us now, tuning you would be for the better. Trust me; what I said on the airplane that day hasn't changed. If Edward still doesn't agree, I'll do it myself." I turned to look at her, sullenly.
"Thanks Alice, but its ok. I know Edward will do it sooner or later. He's just…overprotective." Alice nodded her head in agreement.
"Since we're on the topic of Edward …have you thought about the answer to his proposal yet?"
"No," I sighed, truthfully. "There hasn't been time. With graduation and the whole thing with Jacob, I haven't had a chance to even think about it." The fact that Edward had proposed to me seemed like a joke in the beginning. Gradually, the truth started to sink in, and now, it hit me with full force. I didn't know what to say. Well, of course I wanted to say yes…but I just couldn't go off and get married. There was still so much to be done. Jacob still wasn't talking to me, Charlie had become increasingly depressed after Harry died, Victoria was still looming around, the Volturi were waiting on me to become a vampire, and to top it all off, Renee was expecting a baby any day now. Of everything in the world to happen, I was now having a baby sister! So, I thought. The marriage will just have to wait a couple of months.
"Well, just know that he is waiting for an answer."
"Yeah," I sighed. The car suddenly slowed to a stop; we'd arrived at the Cullens house. I stepped out and walked to the door, waiting to see Edward's face. Someone lunged at me from behind and I was suddenly lying on the grass, my eyes closed out of habit.
"Wha…" I sputtered, spinning around. A pair of dazzling topaz eyes stared back at me, a crooked smile played across his face. I gasped like I usually did when Edward Cullen took me by surprise.
"I am sorry if I frightened you," he laughed. "I couldn't resist." My heart started pounding with such force, that I thought it was going to leap right out of my chest. "Here," he said, pulling me up with his strong, cold hands, and twirling me into his arms. "How was the shopping?" he whispered, trailing his finger down my cheek.
"G—good," I choked out, still recovering from shock.
"Really?"
"Well," I said, holding his hand and walking down the pathway to the house. "It was ok…I bought a shirt."
"Oh?" he asked, surprised. "Only one? I would have thought Alice and Rose brought out your inner shopping hunger." I laughed, saying hi to Carlisle and Esme, and walking up the white stairs to Edward's room.
"You of all people should know that shopping isn't really my thing. It's more like my moms obsession." We stepped into the room and Edward guided me to the couch, turning on Linkin Park's Paper Cut.
"I missed you," he murmured, trailing his finger up my arm. My breathing hitched and I held his other hand, tracing patterns. This is the time. I need to tell him sooner or later.
"Edward," I wondered out loud, forcing myself to look into his angelic face.
"Yes?"
"About the proposal…I…Well, I…" Edward waited patiently for my answer.
"I've decided that this whole thing…I—I want to marry you," I blurted out, suddenly. Edward seemed stunned for a second, but then carefully pulled his face into a questioning look.
"Are you certain about your decision?" Oh no Bella, look what you've gotten yourself into now! Why couldn't you just tell him the truth? Sorry Edward, but this will have to wait until later. Why? Why?!?! Because I love him, I thought to myself. I could never tell him no. Never in my life would I be able to turn him down. It would always be yes with Edward…always…
"Yes, I'm positive," I said, slowly.
"What is bothering you?" he questioned.
"Nothing," I said, unconvincingly. He waited for a moment, watching me.
"I reject my proposal."
"What? Why?" I asked, alarmed.
"I know you're not ready yet. You need time."
"How do you know that?" I asked, stubbornly.
"I can tell. Bella, I can not put what I want first. I know you need some time to take care of things. Worry about Renee; a wedding can wait." I sat silently, knowing that everything Edward had said was true. I did need time. Eighteen was just too…soon. Besides, I thought, Charlie and Mom would never approve. After what happened to them….I could just imagine Mom asking me how this "small crush" had turned into love.
"Ok," I sighed. Edward smiled, pressing his cold lips to the base of my throat. A knock came from the door and I startled, looking up.
"It's just Alice," Edward whispered, calming me. Just as he had said, Alice walked in, a phone in her pale hands.
"Charlie is about to call." Sure enough, a minute later, the phone rang. I picked it up, holding it up to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Bella?" said a panicked voice on the other line.
"Yes Charlie?" I asked.
"We have to catch a plane for Phoenix right now. Renee just went into labor." Already?
"Oh. Ok, um…I'll be right there," I said, hanging up the phone, and looking at Edward.
"I'll take you," he said, pulling me to my feet and walking down the stairs. We left the house, stepping into the damp, rainy, evening.
"Get on my back," he instructed. I wordlessly climbed up, hooking my arms around his neck. In a second, the trees were flying past at top speed. I let the breeze whip through me, feeling the damp droplets cling to my hair. We were at the house in a couple of minutes. I stepped down and turned to face Edward.
"You're coming with me," I demanded.
"As much as I want to, I can't. This is personal. Your mother is having a baby and she's expecting you and Charlie to be there. Not me. Go to Phoenix. Stay there until Renee can handle it by herself." I stood there, the rain sprinkling down.
"I don't like being away from you. It makes me…anxious." Edward smiled, tightly.
"It should be the other way around. I can take care of myself Bella. It's you I'm worried about. You always have a habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time." I shrugged, glaring into his topaz eyes.
"But if you do anything…I mean anything dangerous, I'll come marching back home on the next plane to Seattle. And don't think that you can do anything without my knowing. I'll have Alice watch you constantly. If you even think of going after Victoria, or trying to fight Jacob or the Volturi or…or…" I finished, overwhelmed.
"Are you done?" he questioned. I sighed, nodding my head.
"I just don't want you to get hurt. I worry about you."
"As ironic as that sounds, I understand. I'll be fine Bella." He smiled, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ears. "Be safe; help Renee out." I chewed my bottom lip, looking into his perfect face. I stood on my toes and pressed my lips to his. It was one of those kisses I completely lost myself in. Time started ebbing away and my hands brushed against his stone chest. Although I knew taking advantage of him like this was wrong, I couldn't help it. He pulled away suddenly, looking into my eyes.
"I'm sorry; that went too far," he apologized.
"Bella," Charlie yelled from the front door. "What are you doing out there? Come inside! We might be able to catch the 7:30 flight." I looked at Edward.
"I'll come back as soon as I can. I love you." My hand left his, and I quickly walked to the door, turning back, but seeing only the dense trees and rain sprinkling downward. My feet led me upstairs. I quickly packed my suitcase with the necessary clothes and toiletries. In less then ten minutes, I was packed and ready- jumping into the car and heading to Seattle's airport.
"Who were you talking to outside?" asked Charlie, once we were on the road.
"…No one Charlie," I answered, determined not to let him know that I was with Edward. Charlie had still not gotten over the whole me leaving Forks to save Edward spiel.
"Oh. For a minute there I thought…never mind." The car ride was silent, the each of us absorbed in our own thoughts. Mom would need help with the baby for a while. I doubted Phil could take care of the newborn by himself. At the least, I would be in Phoenix for a month or two. I sighed. It's going to be a long day…
MEANWHILE…
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Victoria Returns…
Her red hair flared about her body as if she was on fire. She bent down, drinking the last fill of blood from the deer. How pathetic, she thought. For the past months, she had to resort to drinking blood from filthy animals. It wasn't nearly as good as the humans she and James had hunted. James. His name brought back painful memories. The one that the Cullens- angry thoughts vibrated through her body at the sound of their name –had killed. They were responsible for this. And now, they would pay. One way or another, Victoria would find a way to kill the human. She had escaped twice by mere luck. But now, she was alone…No boyfriend to protect her…Victoria shook her hair back and laughed, silently. Revenge at last…
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