Hey guys-
Sorry for not updating in months. I'm not getting much support with this story, so This chapter will be the last. I have other things I want to work on, maybe a few one shots and a new story I'm co-writing with colorguard-girl. Check it out when it's up!
**Warning** This chapter has a slightly more adult rated scene than what I've written. Don't read if you're under sixteen. It's not a full-blown lemon, but there is some fun. Enjoy.**
Chapter 8:
"Edward," she breathed, closing her eyes.
"Oh Bella you do not know how much you will indeed enjoy this." She purred against me, her eyes still closed.
"Edward, I love you." She opened her eyes and looked over my shoulder. I could see unshed tears in the filminess of her eyes.
"And I love you my sweet. Now I think I'd like to show you." I moved closer to her, drawing her near me. "Would you like that Bella?"
"I want to see you." She said, sounding pained.
"In a few moments all you'll want to do, is feel."
On to chapter 9:
Edward's point of view
I started off slowly, kissing along her jaw line and cheekbone. I was lulling her into the idea of the surprises I had in store for her. She murmured my name, trailing her hands slowly up my back to tangle in my hair. I groaned when she dug her nails into my scalp, looking up in time to see her smile. I sucked harder on her neck. "You are mine." I whispered against he mark. "Only mine." I kissed her mouth before moving down.
"Yours." She whispered, moving her hands to her sides when I pulled back and she couldn't reach me anymore. "Edward," I was hovering over her. "I want to feel you."
"Patience, my love. Just enjoy, feel and enjoy." I purred against her collarbone, tilting my head to the side to kiss her shoulder. She moved her hands to bring them back to me, but I stopped them. Trapping both her tiny wrists in one of my hands, I held them above her head.
"Edward?" she asked, panic laced her voice.
"Calm down my darling." I stroked her side with my free hand. "Everything's fine."
"What are you doing?" she asked. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was afraid. But I could tell the difference between fear and obvious lust.
"Isabella," I said in slight exasperation. "Don't you trust me?"
"Of course." She didn't even hesitate.
"Then let me please you. Let me take care of you." She still looked doubtful. I leaned down, letting out a breath right in front of her face, "If you want me to stop…" I trailed off.
"No," she said, slightly star struck. "No."
"Very well," I bit her earlobe gently, hearing her sudden intake of breath at the unexpected action. I blew gentle breaths of air near the little hollow behind the lobe, licking it softly. She gasped, arching upwards until her t-shirt covered breasts grazed my own covered chest. I moaned at the contact, craving more.
"Please?" she asked, trying to wiggle her hands free from my grasp. I held her hands tighter as I leaned back, listening to Alice. She was getting everyone out of the house to go hunting. After Carlisle had left he told the family. Letting them know that Bella and I would want to be alone. Alice no doubt had a vision, and was ushering them out as fast as she could. I waited till they were far enough away that I couldn't hear their thoughts, before turning my attention back to Bella. This was going to be our first time since Bella was changed. "Edward?" the whole exchange, getting the family out of the house, took a few seconds to which I forgot to answer her.
"I'm here, a little longer. Be patient." She groaned and tried to wiggle closer. I started unbuttoning her blouse, letting it slip slowly down and off her shoulders. I pulled her up by her hands so I could slide the shirt off the rest of the way. He chest was heaving with her anticipation. I trailed my hand down between her heaving breasts to dip into her belly button before traveling farther down, slipping the button of her jeans loose. She sighed my name, wiggling her hips to try and get me to move faster. I held her hands tightly to the bed, "Stay." I commanded before tugging her jeans. She helped by lifting her hips. I could smell the arousal from her.
"Edward,"
"Bella, say another word and I'll have to silence you by other means." She wasn't relaxing. This wasn't working. She needed to calm down and stop talking in order for us to work, for this to work. She opened her mouth. I shook my head, forgetting that she couldn't see me and spoke again. "Not another word," I told her menacingly. Her mouth slipped closed and her breathing deepened. Thank you, I thought silently. I didn't want to frighten her. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as I would. I kissed her deeply. She moved her hands to my hair and I let her, not reprimanding her. This was for my benefit as much as for her, more so for her.
I let my hands trail down to her bra, unclasping the front of it and lifting it away from her before helping her shrug out of it. I slide the pad of my thumb over her nipple, causing it to pebble. She moaned, still kissing me. Her tongue snuck into my mouth, twining with mine. I let her win, turning my attention to the neediest part of her body. Slipping my hand beneath her panties I felt how wet she was. I snuck a finger inside her as I sucked on the hollow below her neck. She arched, moving her hips against my hand as I slipped in another digit. I licked the side of her neck, tasting her skin as she came down from her first orgasm of the night.
"Edward?"
"Yes love?" I asked, wanting to know what had caused her to disobey me.
"I love you." She whispered, "I wish I could see you…" she said, choking. If she could cry, she would be. Her eyes closed, and she tilted her head away.
"Honey, don't turn away from me." I removed my hand from her and turned her over on her side, facing me. I was now in a mirror position of her. She opened her eyes, crying out slightly when she still couldn't see. "It will come back." I stressed, praying I wouldn't be showed a liar.
"And if it doesn't? If it never does?"
"It won't make you any less of a person. I won't love you any less. I won't treat you any worse. We will all treat you exactly the same as before, you don't have to worry about it. As you get used to not seeing your other senses will enhance. You'll get through this."
"As long as you're with me, I think I can try." She whispered into my neck, kissing it. I groaned, tired of waiting. "Edward, are we done playing?" she whispered suggestively, moving her hips provocatively against my still jean-clad erection. All I could do was moan at the exquisite torture. "Because I really want you now."
I took her.
And for the next three weeks, I did everything I could to convince her that everything was going to be all right.
***
"I hate this!" she cried yet again, as she, yet again, walked into a tree.
"I know love, but it's only temporary." I tried to convince her as I had been for weeks.
"I don't care. This stupid power caused all this! I wish I didn't have a power. I wish I could have just brought over something that wasn't so damaging. Why couldn't I have brought over compassion, like Esme, or leadership qualities like Carlisle? Why?"
"Love," I grabbed her arm and pulled her into my chest, directing her from another tree she was about to walk straight through. "We've been over this again and again and again. You can't keep doing this to yourself. You can't keep regretting everything about your power. You have to learn to accept it."
"How can I when it did this to me?" she responded.
"Isabella look at me." She had turned her head away from me.
"I can't-"
"See me," I finished for her. "You know what I mean. I don't care whether you can see me or not, I want you to turn your face towards me when I talk. I need to be able to see you."
"Why's it matter?" she barely whispered the word, turning to walk away. I wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her around until I had both hands on her shoulders. Her eyes were wide at the sudden action. I let my hands travel down her arms until I reached her hands, lacing our fingers together.
"It matters because I love you and I want to see you when I talk to you. I don't like it when you turn away from me. I don't want you to ever feel like you should hide."
"I don't want too." She cried, wrapping her arms around my neck. Mine wrapped around her waist, holding her to me.
"Then don't. This isn't the end of the world, or even the end of our existence. Don't hide from me when our lives together just started. Please."
"I won't," she vowed, kissing the line of my jaw. "I love you."
"And I you, my angel. With every fiber of my being."
***
It had been almost two months since my innocent Bella had lost her vision. Carlisle has been working nonstop to try and find a cure. He was no closer than he was two months ago. Alice and Emmett were treating Bella much like they did before. Emmett and Bella would arm wrestle, and Alice would read her fashion magazines, describing the clothes they would order online or leave the country to get. Rosalie was even more hostile, leaving the room whenever Bella entered. Not talking to her. On more than one occasion I had dipped into her thoughts to figure out why she was so wired, and all I found was that she was sorry, but didn't know how to deal with it. So she as more bitter, distancing herself more than ever. Jasper tried to comfort her, messing with her emotions to try and give her some relief. Nothing helped.
Now, two months later, we were lying in bed together, listening to Claire de Lune and Bella's lullaby on my speakers. She was wrapped in my arms and holding my hand. I was tracing patterns around her thumb, feeling her relax against me. I looked down at her and saw her eyes closed, like they usually were when she was deep in thought. I bent down and kissed her slightly parted mouth. Nipping on her bottom lip I pulled back, before leaning right back in.
"Edward," she gasped, pulling away.
"Yes?"
"I've been thinking."
I waited, wanting to hear what she had to say. When she didn't speak for a few seconds, I asked, "What is it you were thinking about?"
"I may never get my vision back," she started.
"Isabella, don't think like that-"
"Please, Edward, just hear me out, okay?" she pleaded, looking up to try and find my face. She remembered her vow. Everyday, she no longer hid. "I don't think I'll get it back, and it's been two months, so I'm pretty used to it by now." She paused, collecting her thoughts. I waited with baited breath. "I don't like it, who would when they wouldn't be able to see you for the rest of their existence?" she laughed hollowly. I wanted to interrupt, but didn't. I needed her to talk. "But I think I can get through it, if you stay with me?" she phrased it like a question.
"Always my love. I will always stay with you." I pulled her into me, shoving my face into her hair and inhaling deeply. "My beautiful Isabella, I will never leave you."
"And, I realized whose fault it was." She continued, playing with the collar of my shirt.
"It was no one's fault. Things just happen…"
"No, I caused this. When I didn't accept what I had become. When I continued to disagree with what I am. My power caused this, but it was only because I didn't accept it." she still had her eyes closed, and they were tight against her cheeks, straining to stay shut.
"Bella," what was she doing?
"I have to accept it. I know that's all I have to do. I have to deal with my power, and then my vision will come back. It has to. I accept my powers Edward, I know I was given them for a reason."
"That's great love, but why are you,"
"And now that I accept it, I'll be able to see!" she had a brilliant smile on her face as she popped open her eyes. The same filminess was still present. Her smile faded as she opened and closed her eyes repeatedly, blinking quickly.
"Sweetheart?"
"I thought it would work." She whispered in a pained voice.
"Oh no, honey please, don't worry about it. It'll come back. Don't put yourself through this any longer." I hated that I could do nothing to make this better. There was nothing I could do to help her through this.
"Edward, please, can you just leave me alone for a while?" she asked, rolling away from me to curl up into a ball.
"Bella, I don't,"
"Please," she pleaded, her shoulders shaking.
"Call me if you need me." I would be listening to her from downstairs, waiting for the moment when she needed me back. I went downstairs after kissing the back of her head. Alice looked up when I sat on the couch heavily.
"How is she?" she whispered quietly. No doubt Bella could hear her, but it was good to let her know that we all cared, that we were there for her.
"I don't know." Alice went back to her magazine. Carlisle was holed up in his office, still looking for a cure. Jasper was with him, leafing through books. Emmett and Rose were working in the garage. Esme was in the garden, planting flowers. Repeatedly she had asked Bella to help her, but she refused, saying she would be no help when she couldn't even see. I stared at the blank television screen for hours, not hearing anything from Bella but her silent whimpers and regular breathing. She was still crying. I leaned my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, sitting for a few more hours before I heard it. Bella was shrieking.
I bolted from my seat, Alice was right behind me. Everyone that had gotten to my room before me was waiting at the open door. I rushed past them, letting them follow if they chose to.
"Bella?" she glanced over to me and I froze. "Oh, Bella,"
"Edward," she said, "I can see!" her eyes were bright and clear. The perfect chocolate orbs I had come to love dearly. They were glistening with happiness. Everyone behind me was yipping with joy and laughter. Alice had her in a hug and Emmett lifted them both into the air, holding them tight. I was frozen in place. My Bella could see.
"Edward?"
"Can we be alone?" I asked everyone, not letting them have a choice. I shut the door once they all exited.
"Edward?" she asked again, looking worried. She walked forward and touched my cheek.
"Oh, my love, I can't believe you can see!" I kissed her quickly before swinging her up into my arms. She laughed joyously and buried her head into my neck, kissing me repeatedly.
"I'm so happy! I've missed seeing you so much!" she cried, clinging to me.
"Let's see how well those eyes of yours work again, shall we?" I taunted, pulling her away from me and holding her hips.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked me flirtatiously.
"Let's go see if you can still run past the trees, instead of through them."
Thanks for bearing with me during this story and not killing me for the long waits. I will not be writing anything more to it, as of now. Maybe I will at a later point in time, but for now it is complete. Hope you enjoyed it, and don't forget to add me to your Alerts for the new story I'm co-writing with colorguard-girl.
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Ashley