The New Life
A/N- Hey guys! Im sooo sooo sorry that I have not updated in a long long time. Lets just say my computer broke and I did not have any documents to write one. Im sorry! Please forgive me. Hope you like this. Keep reading and reviewing!-Kittyy
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns.
Just a Dream
Bella POV
There I was smiling with the sun on my face and Edward at my side. Baking in the beautiful sun and Edward's skin dazzled against mine. It was peaceful. We just sat there on the beach staring out to the ocean, admiring the good weather and our love. We did not speak. We did not have to speak. Our hearts did all the talking. Edwards strong hand rubbed up and down my leg. It slowly traveled up to my huge stomach. Huge stomach. A stomach like a ponderous house. The stomach the size of an elephant. A streak of pain kicked my insides. I let out a scream. Suddenly the beautiful sunlit sky turned dark and dangerous. Clouds rolled in. Edward grabbed my hand, and picked me up bridal style. He gave me a compassionate look. But there was fear in his topaz eyes. He started running at vampire spead. Thunder and lightnening shook the ground. I was crying. I was in some sort of pain. Edward ran and ran. He kept on running, but it was not enough.
"Oh!" I screamed once I woke from my dream. The guest room was still dark. It was still late. Thunder boomed. I quivered. I could hear someone stirring in what seemed to be the livingroom. Please be Edward. I pulled myself from the bed and tip toed towards the door. It creaked open. My feet pressed lightly against the floor as I took each step through the hallway. Soon I would be close to my true love. As I got to the end of the hallway, I stretched ahead to get a peek of who was in the room. Edward.
"Edward?" I whispered.
"Bella!" he smiled in a big welcome. "My love, what is it?" Curiosity sparked in his eyes.
"I had a nightmare." I said. Childish.
"Oh, come here love," his hand waved me over to the couch where he was sitting. I tiptoed to my Edward. I laughed a little in my head knowing that the bed on the couch was just a prop, and all Edward did at night was twiddle his thumbs. "Do you want to tell me about it?"
"Not really." I said with a blush. It was slightly embarressing.
"I heard you scream and call my name. I didn't hurt you in your dreams did I?" he questioned.
"Never. You were trying to save me." I answered.
"Oh okay. What was I saving you from?" he asked. His crooked smile showed some mischief. So cute. He really wanted to know. I might as well tell him. It wasn't too bad. Just me being pregnant, in his arms, running pointlessly from a storm.
"Fine. I'll tell you..." So I told him the dream. He smiled and shook his head up and down listening contently. Every now and then his eyebrows borrowed together. His eyes always showed emotion. Oh, I loved this man. When I was done telling him my nightmare, he took me in his arms and planted a wonderful kiss on my lips.
"Don't you worry love, it was just a dream." he comforted. I giggled. I wish he could forever hold me in the hug he had me in now. I decided then and there that I would tell him more of my nightmares. It was a great feeling knowing he would hold me and tell me.
"It was just a dream."