Chapter Seventeen
I wanted to update this story before I went to bed. Fanfiction is a HUGE inspiration when you're just… blah. Lol This chapter was originally called Premonition but decided to change it to Nightmares. You'll see why.
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Chapter Seventeen
Nightmares
EPOV
Bella clung tightly to my neck with her eyes tightly shut as I ran through the forest, dodging tree after tree. It was a miracle that I still had such control with her after being apart for so long. Her scent was still appetizing, even more so now than it was years ago. Maybe due to the fact that I wanted her – that I needed her to survive – was enough for me to maintain control.
The beautiful girl in my arms shuddered and I quickly adjusted the blanket around her body just as the house came into view. I slowed to a walk and was immediately greeted by Alice.
"Edward!" Alice screeched. She raced over to me and Bella. Her eyes were filled with terror and that's when her vision played out in my mind.
Bella was running and she looked absolutely petrified. She kept running, occasionally looking behind her. Eventually she stopped and let out a terrorizing scream.
The vision ended just as a man with blond hair and piercing black eyes appeared.
"We can't let her out of our sight, Alice," I told my sister.
"Edward…" Alice hesitated. "I think it happens… when we go hunting."
"Then we won't hunt."
She rolled her eyes. I knew it wasn't that simple and we couldn't simply have Emmett just run out and bring us back some takeout. We enjoyed the hunt even more so than we enjoyed the taste of the blood running down our throats.
The monster inside me growled with hunger and I could practically feel my eyes turn dark with hunger.
"Perhaps the wolves?" Alice question. A hiss escaped passed my lips but my sister stood her ground. I didn't like the werewolves anymore now than I did then. "Word on the street is the pack is up to seven."
"Who?"
"Sam, Quil, Embry, Jacob, Seth, Leah, Paul and Jared."
"Their names in this time?"
"Sam, Quil, Embry, Jake, Seth, Layla, Patrick and Justin but now since they know of their past – of their destiny – while together they go by the names they used to be called. They created their own little reservation. It's an abandoned park. Not like a park with swings or anything but a nature park since they don't live in La Push. It's not far from here."
BPOV
It was as if I was watching a movie.
A young woman, who appeared to be around twenty-one, stood in an old fashioned kitchen, cooking. I gasped when she turned around. My eyes stared at the bulge from her stomach. She was pregnant, perhaps six months or so.
Her hand rested protectively on her protruding stomach when a loud, abrupt knock sounded from the wood door. Cautiously she made her way to the door. A man stood before her with his brown hair tied back with a blue ribbon.
"Missus Isabella Masen?" he asked almost as if he was uncertain that the woman before him was indeed married.
Isabella nodded. The man bowed before handing her a letter. "Thank you," she said before closing the door. With shaking hands, she flipped over the letter just as her mother walked in. Her hands ran over the emblem. It was the military's seal.
"Bella?" the mother questioned.
She glanced up from the envelope, tears threatening to spill over. The mother was about to ask what was wrong but resisted against it as the girls frantic fingers tore open the letter.
To Missus Isabella Masen,
On the day of the 21 March 1801, during a battle in Alexandria, fire was sent upon our troops and the French attacked. Many have died but with their sacrifice, we were able to defeat the French.
However, I am sorry to inform you that your husband, Edward Anthony Masen the Second, has perished during the attack. Aide will be available to you and your unborn child immediately.
My condolences,
Prince Frederick
Duke of York and Albany
Upon finishing the letter, tears began to pour from the brunette's soulful brown eyes. They had only been married two years and with a child on the way. Her legs and hands shook. The air that she needed to live felt like it was being cut off. She gasped loudly for breath before her legs gave out but she did not hit the floor. Her mother had caught her crying daughter and had begun whispering soothing words and running her hand through her hair.
"Edward," the girl cried. "Why…? Why did you have to leave me?"
"Shh, my darling," the mother whispered. "Everything will be fine. You aren't alone. Edward will always be watching over you as will your father and I."
"Bella," a beautiful voice called out to me. "Bella, love."
A cold hand shook my hand and my eyes immediately opened, followed by an ear piercing scream.
"Jesus, Bella!" I heard Emmett shout.
My eyes looked around the room. I recognized it as Edward's room. The shelf full of CD's. Pictures of the past. And Alice, Emmett, Jasper and Rosalie standing in the corner watching me. Their hands were placed firmly against their ears. Edward, on the other hand, was staying intently at me, his hand running through my hair.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"We're never going to be together," I cried as I shook my head. The nightmare was still fresh in my mind. No matter how many times we were together… it always ended. The cycle was just going to keep repeating itself. "Our fates are entwined, Edward, but never joined."
"Bella, what are you saying?" His eyes held so much pain and even though I was sure that my eyes for once did not betray my emotions, my heart was definitely breaking. I loved Edward Cullen. To me he was my everything but could I – could we – really go on, thinking our lives would be complete when it would only end in disaster yet again? Would Edward change me if I pleaded with him this time? Would he still love me after I was a perfect vampire? Or would I be doomed to once again break off a wedding to my soul mate only to be destined to marry a werewolf yet again?
I closed my eyes tightly to block out my on-coming migraine. Edward called frantically for me but I couldn't force my eyes to open nor could I find my voice.
I love you.
Those were the words I wanted to tell him. I wanted to scream it to the world but nothing came out. A sob escaped my lips as flashes of images began to appear. Images – a life – which I'd rather forget.
"Bella," Edward's beautiful angelic grief-stricken voice said but I didn't acknowledge him. I was too busy paying attention to the disaster that was unfolding.
I glanced over the cliff, watching the waves crash against the shore. It was high tide and one of the most dangerous times to be near the ocean. Yet I didn't seem to care.
Tears ran down my face while I brought my pale hand up to my face. I glanced at the ring that adorned my left ring finger as it shined from the sunlight. All I could feel was heart ache and suddenly I knew why. My world had been taken away from me. Four months ago, my beloved husband had died in war then two months later, my baby, a girl named Anya, joined her father.
There was nothing to live for anymore. All I had were my parents but no life was worth living without Edward and Anya. I glanced up at the blinding sun and allowed a smile form on my lips though the tears kept falling.
"I love you, Edward," I said. "I shall see you soon."
I extended my arms out to my sides and arched slightly back, feeling the rays of the sun on my pale skin. Slowly, I took a few steps forward, still looking upwards, before finally falling over the cliff.
"I love you, Edward," I said once my eyes snapped open. The warm, hot tears ran quickly down my face and I fought back a sob. "I feel horrible. For crying… for not believing in us… for everything. But don't you remember it at all?"
"Bella, what did you see?" Edward questioned.
Our eyes met for a brief second before I looked past him; my eyes landed on small, pixie-like Alice. "Death."