Chapter 11: 23 Hours
FishFriend
Note: I have been having some very…complicated computer problems. Finals and I've been sick. Sorry. I have been working on some random one shots and been distracted. Here's a short update, a longer one is in the making.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight/New Moon. spins in circles
Edward inhaled deeply, and let out a deep growl, a throaty sound. I looked at him, not blinking. What was he so reluctant in telling me? Surely it couldn't be that bad, right? I mean, seriously, look at what's happening now:
We're in a foreign city,
In the same city as the Volturi,
Victoria is on the hunt, and
I was changed.
Though the last one was debatably good or bad, depending on your point of view.
"You were indeed bitten by this 'Queen', Ardella, correct?" Edward asked, his deep eyes probing into my own red irises. I looked back into his eyes, trying to find the source of all this…anxiousness.
"Correct…" I said cautiously, eyeing him with speculation. What on earth this could be about was beyond me. I never did have much imagination when I was stressed, and now was this time. I couldn't seem to think a single reason why my there was an odd fluttering feeling in my chest that meant I was nervous.
"It is apparent that when this Ardella-" Edward snarled the word like it was poison he had been forced to drink, "-bit you and began this transformation, you were the only one she had ever changed. This means you are the heir to the haven's thrown." I knew he wasn't finished.
I was shocked, and my body went rigid as Edward's had when I had sometimes gotten a little to close, or when he decided to be a solid rock to tease me. My eyes were locked onto his, searching wildly for a tell tale sign he was lying. I knew what was coming next. I knew that he was going to tell me something that would ruin everything.
"And they're on the hunt for you."
I was breathing faster than I ever had before, my eyes frantic, my head spinning and my hands clenched into fists that refused to be opened. I knew Edward was waiting for me to say something, anything. "H-hun-nt?" I stammered.
Edward nodded, and sighed in obvious distress. "They gave me four days to get you back to them. That time is officially up in…" he glanced at my wrist which still adorned his watch. "23 hours." he moaned.
I knew what I wanted to do. I desperately wanted him in ways I never been able to have him, but I wondered if he was in the mood for that at the moment. I through caution to the wind, jumping on him, sending us both falling backwards, me on top.
My lips crashed against him, moving furiously. I could feel his surprise, and that did not bother me. He gently detached his lips from mine, but wrapped his arms around my waist, and brought me down on the bed, next to him. We were lying down, our foreheads touching, as we both panted.
"Bella." Edward said simply, kissing my cheek gently.
"Edward." I exhaled, barely getting the word out of my nearly closed up throat.
"Bella, let's just…rest." he suggested, his voice sounding almost as tired as I felt. We both closed our eyes, wrapped in each others arms.
"I love you." I said after a moment of silence, half opening one of my eyes.
"I love you too." Edward said back, kissing my forehead, both of his eyes closed. At that moment, I knew what I had to do. And I hoped to the higher being I sometimes believed in, that Edward would forgive me for it.
I would have to hurt him past anything he or I could ever survive emotionally, and possibly physically.
Oh, God, Edward, Forgive me.
There we go...
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