Title: Control
Author: DeathByPopularDemand
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did, Edward Cullen would be in my closet for my own amusement.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
-Bible
Edward POV
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I think I always knew I would go back to her eventually. Being so close to Forks didn't help, either. I'd like to think that she's found someone who will let her live a happy, normal existence without me. 'It will be as if I'd never existed.' The words echoed around in my head, colliding with the mental images of what I wanted and what I needed.
"Bella..." I made the turn where my old home was, gazing at the large white house where the catalyst of our relationship happened. I could almost see her face in front of me now, the dead look in her eyes as the last words I told her sunk in.
"You.. Don't... Want me?"
"No."
'Should I kiss her? She doesn't remember anything about the bloodsuckers... She might hate me for this! But I have to try. I know she loves me. She has to love me. I used to be her sun...' Then, crystal clear, I saw her face. It was just the same as when I had left. Wide, chocolate brown eyes, so easy to read. Heart-shaped face, long mahogany hair, all of it was the same. I could see her look up at Jacob Black confused, worried. Then, I saw as he pressed his lips to hers. A guttural snarl ripped out of my chest, a blind rage taking over me. I ran in the opposite direction, knowing I was already too late. She had fallen in love with someone else, hadn't she?
'I love you.'
'You are my life now.'
Bella, my Bella... Have you really forgotten me? I stopped dead in my tracks, knowing that I needed to know the truth. If she had really moved on, then I'll leave her be. I turned around and took the familiar path to her house, crawling through the window as I had so many times many months ago. She was already asleep, turning side to side frequently, restless. I went close to her, stroked her face with the back of my hand softly. Then I hear the only thing I wanted to hear. She mumbled my name twice before turning to her side again. I softly hummed her lullaby, until she finally fell deeply asleep. That was the night before I learned about the accident.I remembered what I told her as I got out of the car. How could I do such a thing? I shook my head and ran faster than usual, knowing the quicker I ran the faster to be with her. I was nearing her house in a minutes time when an unfamiliar thought interrupted me.