Don't Want To Win, Can't Afford to Lose Chapter 2
AN: Ok I rushed this one just a little bit, but I really wanted to get this story going and give you guys some more. Hope the change in title isn't too confusing. I have no beta and it's five in the morning here so sorry if there's any mistakes. Thanks so much for all the reviews, you are the reason the story continues. Enjoy!
AN2: Ok, looking back at this fully awake, it's not too bad. Just forgot to mention, there is no Jasper in this story, he just doesn't exist.
My vision filled me with both a sense of longing and a sense of dread. Why would I turn that girl? Even if I found myself in love with a human how could I ever take that precious life from them? Condemn them to a souless existence spent traipsing around the earth in search of blood. Stuck to wander this world, yet not really be a part of it.
No, I wouldn't turn her. I made the decision almost immediately. I was taking my vision for the warning that it was and swore to myself that if I truly ended up loving this girl I would not waste her most precious life.
I look over to see Edward staring at me, along with the rest of my family. They share glances with each other before their gazes settle on me. Carlisle and Esme, sitting together on the couch, stare at me expectantly, patiently waiting for an answer to a question I realize I haven't heard as I was wading knee-deep in my thoughts. Rosalie, sitting in an armchair, a magazine opened in her lap, quirks an eyebrow at me inquisitively while Emmett's glance flicks back and forth between Edward and me.
"I'm sorry, what?" I take a deep breath unnecessarily and let it out in a sigh, pushing myself out of my dead stillness and fidgeting in my chair slightly.
"Edward asked who Bella is and I asked if you had a vision." Esme clarifies, smiling patiently at me. I smile warmly back at my mother, the only one I can ever remember having, this family the only one I have ever really known. I look over to Edward and eye him suspiciously.
"How much did you read?" It was most unusual for Edward to read me at all. Usually I keep my thoughts locked up tighter than Fort Knox so as not to bombard him with my visions.
"Just one word: Bella. It was loud though, like a scream." He shoots a quick half smirk in my direction and I get the idea he knows just what type of screaming was going on in my vision.
I take a moment to be thankful I can't blush while I contemplate just how much of this I want to share. Our family is tight knit, we don't keep secrets from one another and it's not as if we go turning people every day. No, this was something big. But I had already decided I wasn't going to do it. Maybe it would just be better not to worry any one. Besides, I haven't even met the beautiful girl from my vision yet so what could be the harm in at least waiting to see if the vision changed over time
"A girl I haven't met yet, I don't know. It was harmless though, nothing to worry about." I plaster a smile on my face and everyone seems to be satisfied with my answer.
The vision refuses to stay locked away in the back of my mind, coming to the forefront of my thoughts when the sun goes down and the night goes quiet. As I lay reading I allow myself to wonder about the mysterious girl in my vision. Bella. No name on earth could suit her better. A flash of memory, my hands running over her creamy white skin.
I stretch out on the couch in my bedroom, the book I had lying open on my stomach forgotten as it falls to the floor. My fingers begin to trace lightly over my tummy where my hands were resting. Her body had been so soft and warm. Just the memory of her soft sighs and moans is enough to make my body tighten down low.
My fingers skim downward, dipping below the waistband of my black silk panties. I'm surprised to find how wet I am already, though I probably shouldn't be. I tease my sensitive bud, lightly rubbing my finger back and forth across it. My body is throbbing with need after only a couple of minutes. I use my left hand to tease my nipple as I enter myself with two fingers, gasping quietly into the stillness. I'm getting close now and I would swear I am back in that forest clearing. I can hear her pants and moans as she nears the promised peak of ecstasy. As I topple over the edge, ragged breaths and muffled cries give way to one whispered word.
"Bella."
The next couple months pass fairly quickly. Time seems to move differently when you literally have all the time in the world. Returning to Forks has its charms and its downfalls, the main one being our most unfriendly, flea-infested neighbors. Truly I don't hate the wolves, but it's hard to have warm fuzzy feelings for someone who clearly despises you. But the treaty is necessary and we will do what is necessary to ensure our peaceful existence. And unfortunately, there's another necessary evil to endure, high school. For what seems like the millionth time Emmett, Rose, Edward and I matriculate with the local teenagers.
School has been in session for a month already. All the inevitable Cullen rumors seem to be dying down now as the novelty has worn off. In fact yesterday was the first time we walked into the cafeteria at lunch without hearing our names being whispered in the corners of the room, a trend I hope will continue as I round the corner next to Edward trailing behind Emmett and Rose.
My smile is bright as I bounce into the lunch room. I am heading towards our usual table and it appears as if we are fortunate enough to see two days in a row without the entertaining rumors circulating the school. Emmett and Edward are debating about some stupid topic or other I'm not sure of because I tuned them out ten minutes ago.
"That's the Cullens."
Or not. Oh well, it will probably be more interesting than whatever Edward and Emmett are talking about. As we pass by a table to my right, I hear her voice.
"The Cullens?"
Bella's here.