Bella's POV
He smiled at me, it was a warm sunny smile that seems to radiate across the room despite the darkness warming my chilled bones. But there was something not quite right about the way it didn't reach his eyes, which remained a stony charcoal, the way the corners of his mouth were turned down like he had a sour taste in his mouth and the way the muscles in his arms tensed around me as I rested my head upon his silent heart.
For the first time in my life my future was uncertain, and that scared me, before my life had been a rigid vigil to pain and misery but now it was shrouded with clouds of mystery, not to mention my swirling emotions.
Vampires are incapable of crying, it's physically impossible but in the cold silvery light of the moon I could have sworn I saw tears gleam on his ever changing eyes. Every-one else was asleep but the silence was deafening to me, a white noise seemed to fill my ears like waves crashing on rocks.
They say that love is nothing more than a chemical reaction in the brain but in that moment it felt like o much more, it seemed to envelop my other senses so it as impossible for me to think clearly and I felt like my head would burst. My heart seemed to beat in my fingers and my vision swam in and out of focus as Edward's ice cold skin burnt mine.
You won't know what love feels like, or indeed what it even means until it happens to you; rocking te foundations of your world. But it felt to me like heaven and hell at the same time; heaven because my heart seemed to swell in my chest as I felt our closeness and the strands of electricity that drew me towards him, but also hell because my hands were ice cold a constant reminder of how things could go wrong. Nothing makes you afraid of death like having something to live for.
Until then I had been sure he felt the same way but then there was a small seed of doubt planted in my mind.
The smallest seeds can often grow into the tallest trees, spreading it's roots deep and taking it's nutrients form the soul.
It wasn't much to ask for was it, eternity? All I ever wanted was everything.
Edwards POV
It wasn't that I didn't want to spend the rest of my existence with her. It was that I couldn't bear the thought of the red pooling of blood in her soft cheeks ceasing and the end of her heart beat that resounded in my head, calling Bella… Edward… Bella… Edward. At least it seemed to in my love addled brain.
Bella was the strangest creature I'd ever met, I'm pretty sure though my contact with humans had been limited, that most had a more acute sense of self preservation than her. I was enchanted with everything about her clumsiness, her shining eyes, in a way the hard eyes and shining skin of an immortal never could.
Her mind never ceased to amaze me she was willing to deny her very nature just to stand close to me. People have said that my family denies our nature o avoid the slaughter of innocents but it seemed like nothing when compared to the way she was willing to sacrifice all she had for me. Could I have really asked her to be mine? It seemed selfish.
I don't know how long we stood there in the light of the moon, time passes differently when you live forever. When I next looked down her eyes were closed, I could see the gentle movement of her eyes under the paper thin lids that seemed like parchment stained with impossibly thin veins of purple ink.
Her lids fluttered as she murmured my name, hypnotising me with her feathery lashes. I could see her heart beat on the side of her head and wanted nothing more than to kiss it. Instead I scooped her gently into my arms, she was as light as a feather to my strengthened limbs, and laid her as softly as I could manage onto her bed.
She tossed and turned for a while longer as if she could feel my absence. But then she settled down into a deeper slumber, murmuring occasionally as she dreamt. I leaned down into her ear and whispered. "I won't le you die, I'll rescue you." But I couldn't be sure if she heard me or if she was too deep into the murky depths of the dreams I longed for.
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