Sos this took so long 2 rite but I was dilibiratin on wot shud happen so here it is… it's quite a long 1 2 make up as I put 2 2gethr.
Without even realising it, my thin, pearly legs took me back the mansion, to my so-called home.
Even though I was soaked through I still lay on my bed, fully clothed, and wrapped in the huge cotton bedding. I just lay there… thinking what I should do, what would he do? What would he actually do when he started to kiss me and embrace me, to caress every part of me? What would he do if he felt my hard cold skin? What would he do if he knew? (im a poet and I didn't know it!)
But then I don't crave his blood do I? I crave him. I love him for who he is; I love him like I loved Jacob.
Jacob was the one man who had made me feel rich growing up amongst the poor. I gave him flowers in spring and baked him pies in winter. We had grown up and never separated, our love binding us together. He was the best man I had ever met, so kind and loving. He even went with the London fashion and kept his black hair tousled and long. When we grew he vowed that we could live in a little white cottage next to a river with roses growing up the walls I loved so much but he had had his weak points. Like his over protectiveness.
There was one boy that I liked as a brother, he was tall but quiet and hardly spoke a word though he had his special way of communicating. Jasper was kind and caring and helped me when I was sad. HE was my protector but as soon as I started to court Jacob I wasn't allowed to see him anymore and eventually he ran away to join the army, never to be seen again.
I waited for him to write about his adventures but he never did, I cried myself to sleep at night, not wanting my parents to hear. I hated Jacob for what he had done.
Then one day the tears stopped and I was past caring. The tables turned and as I grew ever closer to my marrying age Jacob was the only man on my horizon. He was training to be a blacksmith and my family loved the idea of me being with him. So I just wanted to have Jacob and a week before my eighteenth birthday it came. I saw Jacob buying a ring. I was just 48 hours from having a happy family when I turned into a monster.
So now I have to have Edward. For I know that I truly love him (perhaps more than I loved Jake) and I couldn't leave my love for a second time.
With my mind at ease I changed into an emerald green gown with two huge bows around my waist and hair. The day was much like the night: overcast and grey, so no need for any protection. I saddled up a horse and carriage and away I went to see what life could throw at me.
The town was at its busiest and so through the hustle and bustle I wasn't noticed as I slipped into the chemists. It was empty apart and so I just wandered in to wait for my love to come to me.
It was as I stood there, taking in the surroundings when a long, pale finger tapped me on the shoulder. I spun around to see Dr Carlisle beaming up at me.
"You came back!" he said softly. There was something about the man that made you feel strangely comforted. He smelled of chocolate and freesias. He ignored my perplexed expression and just carried as normal.
"I am so delighted, but you see, there's a bit of a situation… Edwards not to happy with you leaving on him like…" I froze suddenly to pick up the faintest noise of a door closing above me. Although the Doctor couldn't possibly have heard that he did know that something was wrong. "That's Edward, if you could just hide in here for me" I was pushed inside the utility cupboard which was surprisingly big, but you still couldn't fit more than one person in there.
I bent down and peered through the keyhole to see Edward in all his glory come down the stairs. Just as Dr Cullen had said he was seething. He strode over to Carlisle and started talking in hushed tones.
"We can't stay here"
"And why not" Dr Cullen seemed very smug as he talked to his nephew.
"WHY NOT? Carlisle, she is dying, I am sure of it."
"Don't worry your head about it; she's in a stable condition."
"I'm also becoming… attached..." Edward shuffled his feet.
"Oh, you mean…" Carlisle's smile seemed to grow.
"Yes I mean!"
"Edward, Rosalie is in no fit state to move, so you have to just figure it out yourself" at this last bit Carlisle seemed to dart his eyes to look at me for one fraction of a second.
"You don't understand! She hates me! I can't even hear her!"
"Hate is just love with its back turned, I think you should tell her" Edward seemed to get even more frustrated and was about to say something when Carlisle broke in "And if your quite sure your done could you please get me some painkillers?"
Edward turned and stalked towards the cupboard, MY cupboard! WHAT THE FUCK!!! WHY DID CARSLILE DO THAT! HELLO!! I AM IN HERE!! TURN AROUND RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!! But Edward kept on walking straight for the door. Shit.
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I straightened up and readied myself for the onslaught that was to come. I saw the door knob turn and straightened up.
"Erm….don't mind me…I was just…erm…checking the cupboard for…cracks?"
His golden eyes continued to bore into my skull in a complete state of shock.
"I'll be going now" I tried to get out of the stuffy room but he just stood there gawping. "PLEASE DON'T BE MAD!! I NEEDED SOMEWHERE TO GO!! YOU CAN EAT ME LATER!! (hehe, my funny saying!)" He blinked and shook his head before pushing me further into the cupboard and shutting the door behind him… I was wrong about the one person rule, but it was VERY close.
"And you are in here because?"
"I am part of the cupboard loving association?" he laughed and the mood relaxed. He shuffled closer and lent down to whisper in my ear.
"I understand why you got so mixed up last night. You were lost and confused and probably thought you awaited the same fait as Rosalie"
"So you believe she is dead then?"
"Please, she was a vein girl that loved attention and she was about to get married to one of the richest men in Britain. Why would she give all that up, especially in the depression?"
"Because he was crap in bed?" In this tight space we were completely pressed together, I could only make stupid remarks to keep myself from pouncing on him.
"And you are?" He Leaned down and kissed my bun, I LOVE THE SMELL OF FREESIARS!
"Maybe, maybe not." I move ever so slightly back; teasing him.
"I love you too much to care" he his hands wound around my arms, dragging me onto him. I snuggled into his chest so much that I could feel his erection through his trousers. I needed to tell him before he found out by himself.
"Edward. I need to tell you something, it sounds really weird but it's true. I need you to trust me completely."
"I have a secret as well."
"I think mines a little more strange" I took a deep breath but he had started to talk.
"You see, I'm not…" but his perfect voice was cut short by a blood curdling scream.
"Rosalie" he whispered. We were at opposite ends of the closet now and he was reaching for the door.
"What!?!?!?!?!" I shrieked, "YOU MEAN YOU HAVE HER UPSTAIRS!! YOU MEAN AFTER EVERYTHING WEVE BEEN THROUGH YOU LIED!"
"Well, actually you're the one making up idiotic lies." I could tell that he didn't want to be with me, just with her.
"NO EDWARD BECAUSE I BET ITHAT ALL YOU HAVE EVER SAID ABOUT ME HAS JUST BEEN BULLSHIT ON PLATE! ALL THE SUPPOSED LOVE YOU EVER HAD FOR ME! JUST SO I CAN BE YOUR BIT ON THE SIDE!"
"Do you think I should still like you? Every single time we meet it ends up in an argument about Rosalie! And that's saying something seeing that we've only met 4 times!"
"WELL MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST TELL ME THE TRUTH SO I DON'T HAVE TO MAKE UP WHAT YOU ACCTUALLY ARE DOING!"
The screaming intensified.
"I really need to go, just stay here; I promise that I will tell you everything, but Carlisle really needs my help." His tone was clear and controlled but his eyes were deep with passion and sorrow. He needed me
"I'm skilled and I learn fast, I could even hold things, I'll help you."
"No" he said, a little too quickly "I need your trust, not your help."
I made up my mind, it was clear he thought I was inferior.
"Well then, Mr. Cullen, I bid you good day, for now and forever."
He looked puzzled until I pushed him away and walked out of the shop.
The street outside was still filled with people, great, and audience and as I quickly walked away they became exactly that.
"WAIT BELLA!! DON'T LEAVE ME! I NEED YOU!!" overdramatic prat, I thought to myself as I took the reins on the horse.
"WELL I'VE DECIDED THAT I DON'T" and with that I left for good , never to see my beloved again.
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