AN:Hey there! It's Chickenn and Tempest here! And this is Chapter two!! :D
Chickenn: So yeah I need to appologise, our grammar is once again, not amazing, we are soo terrible that we even misspelt things in our AN last chapter!! And Tempest is a worse speller than me, and I try to spell check all her mistakes but it's really REALLY hard, and she can't see mine so then we are just stuck with these mistakes and then you have to endure them, so we are terribly sorry.
Also! I'm going to Queesland tomorrow :D yaaaay holiday!! :D I'm going to go get all tanned yaaay!! But it means we are probably not going to update for like two weeks that's why we are noww :D But yeah I'll let Tempest say a few words now, over to you Tempest!
Tempest: Hi there
So Chickenn is leaving us for a week and a bit which is sad but i want to assure everyone that, while she is off having fun in the sun I will try to do some work on the next chapters so with a little bit of luck and hard work on our part we will have plenty more for you to read.
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Chickenn and Tempest
I laid there on the floor; Charlie had given all the things that either Renee or he didn't want to goodwill so there was just me and the scent of her. It had been 1 month, 2 weeks, four days, 7 hours, 15 minutes, and 54 seconds, since the funeral.
Charlie had a closed casket, because he didn't want the kids to see her like that, he wanted people to remember Bella alive and happy. My whole family were allowed to go except me, though I went anyway hiding in the crowd the whole time.
The day I told Charlie was horrible, but I got what I deserved, when I told him what happened Carlisle was with me, he stood there shocked for a good ten minutes before his head snapped up, a glint in his eyes, and he just yelled at me, in one breath he yelled all kinds of profanities at me, they had to get Jasper to calm him before Carlisle could take him to see her.
I watched from behind the window as Charlie went in and saw that his baby girl was dead. I turned away because I couldn't watch the heartbreak that Charlie was going through; as I walked off I heard him crying and yelling 'Bella! No! Why?!'
That day was so much easier compared to now; each and every day from that day was another day where my heart would ache longing to feel whole. Vampires don't get change much emotionally once they have been turned but I was changed when I met her, she changed me for a reason, and now she's gone and I felt just lost, I didn't know when the days would end or begin, all I knew was that I would be staying here, in here wishing for her to come back to me. Her scent was the only thing left lingering in this room, where I laid on the floor, with all
her belongings gone, I sat in silence.
Charlie was hardly ever home; he was either at the station or down with Billy Black in La Push, the only time he came home was to sleep, which he hardly did as well. He would lie in his bed and toss and turn murmuring her name over and over; sometimes he would start yelling at me, though it was all in his dream. He would ask why she left him and start to cry, though he was a man of little words about his emotions, he seemed to let it out in his dreams.
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I laid in her room, it was a Saturday because Emmett and Esme came to check up on me, to see if I was still here, they would beg me to come hunting but I refused, leaving was just too hard.
They only stayed for about 10 minutes before leaving again. Their thoughts were full of sympathy for me and I hated listening to their concern. Alice hadn't come to see me since the day of the funeral, all her thoughts were full of nothing; just visions, she was completely unresponsive, she didn't shop anymore or run around squealing, Jasper would have to use all his energy to make Alice even slightly happy, she would just spend days on end in her walk in closet and stared blankly at a costume bag in the corner of the room.
I couldn't stand to see her like that, she blamed herself for what had happened, but I knew it was me.
I had driven this beautiful creature to her death because she cared for me, she thought I didn't love her until mere minutes before she left me. I came out of my reverie back to the room I was in. It used to have a bed, an old, rickety bed, that she would sleep in every night and speak my name and all her true thoughts little did she know it was the name of a monster.
***
I opened my eyes the dream seemed real; she was standing in the corner with her back turned to me long mahogany hair cascading down her back I reached out my pale hand and entwined my fingers in her hair. It all seemed so real, then she turned around and looked at her face, her eyes were frozen in horror and blood was pouring out of the gaping wound in her chest, then the Bella ghost spook;
"Promise; keep living" Bella walked out of the bedroom door, I followed, she can't go again I will catch her and hold her safe with me forever. But somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind a part of me was screaming to me; 'It's not real'.
I allowed the dream to fill me with joy; 'she's hear with me' I thought. Her hair swings while she walks, her hips sway, god she is beautiful. Then she is gone and I wake up; The hall was bare and I noticed that the sound of the fridge humming was no longer there the house was silent and I couldn't even smell her scent, falling to my knees I screamed and screamed at the pain of the situation 'she's gone , my life is gone! And nothing is going to bring her back'.
This house was as silent as her grave all the memories of happy times leaving it; leaving me, the monster, alone.
"Bella , Bella ,Bella" why couldn't it be me I wish I were dead I, why did I leave my love my life when I should have spent every moment of eternity loving her .
"Come back,' I sobbed, "come back' and then I was running away from the house, from forks, running to her.
***
"Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?" How light hearted, how human I sounded as I laughed. I was finally showing her the real Edward one that only my family knew. I felt strangely like I was attached to her and it would be physically painful to leave her side.
"I can't be sure, I'm still woozy," she managed to respond, "I think it's some of both, though."
"Maybe you should let me drive." I suggested.
"Are you insane?" She protested.
"I can drive better than you on your best day," I teased, "You have much slower reflexes."
"I'm sure that's true, but I don't think my nerves, or my truck, could take it."
"Some trust please, Bella." I said seductively.
Her hand was in her pocket, curled tightly around the key. She pursed her lips, she was thinking about her decision, and then she shook her head with a tight grin.
"Nope, not a chance."
I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. She started to step around me. Looking like she was heading for the driver's side, I would have let her passed if she didn't wobble slightly. Though I probably
wouldn't have, I would never want her to get hurt. I wrapped my arms around her in an unescapable grasp.
"Bella, I've already expended a great deal of personal effort at this point to keep you alive. I'm not about to let you behind the wheel of a vehicle when you can't even walk straight. Besides, friends don't let friends drive drunk." I quoted with a chuckle. I smell her beautiful scent, of strawberries and flowers, and all things lovely.
"Drunk?" she objected.
"You're intoxicated by my very presence." I grinned playfully.
"I can't argue with that." She sighed. She held the key high and dropped it, I grabbed the keys in a flash, it must've looked something like lightning to a human, I caught them soundlessly.
"Take it easy – my truck is a senior citizen."
"Very sensible," I approved.
"And are you not affected at all?" She asked, looking irritated. "By my presence"
My expression softened. I didn't answer her I simply bent my face to hers and brushed my lips slowly along her jaw, from her ear to chin, back and forth, she trembled.
"Regardless," I murmured, "I have better reflexes."
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I collapsed in the meadow I couldn't move, it was as if my heart was being torn out, the nothingness had gone the memory freshly burnt into my eyelids making me almost nauseous, there was a sharp pain in my stomach, even though I was a vampire I was breathing deeply, as if it would calm me. I was sick at the thought of it, on my hands and knees dry reaching and then I noticed the gnawing hunger that had added to the pain and I revelled in it I deserved every moment every gasp every scream I was a monster and would take whatever hell was going to give to me.
This was life without my Bella.
Universal AWWWWWW! So what did that do for you? Wanna cry too!? Yeah Chickenn's in the same boat.
THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S SAD!
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