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There is an End to Every War

Summary:
Bella and Edward are back, but will it last? From Bella's transformation, to the werewolves, to Vicoria and the Volturi, they have enough obstacles to break up even the most dedicated to each other. Maybe they need a little help... Discontinued.


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8. All My Fault

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Edward’s eyes still hadn’t changed back to their normal color, and I was getting more and more worried. It wasn’t just the eyes anymore. He snapped at everyone, and hadn’t gone hunting yet like he promised he would when we got here yesterday. It was time to talk to Carlisle.

When Edward was over talking to Aaron, I went to Carlisle and Esme’s room a few doors down. Esme opened the door before I could even knock. “Oh, Bella, I was just coming to look for you. Carlisle wants to talk to you.”

“I wanted to talk to him too, actually.” “About Edward?” I nodded.

Her expression was grim. “Come on in.”

Carlisle was sitting at a desk in the corner of the room. He looked up as I entered, and didn’t even bother with small talk. “Have you noticed something off about Edward?” I gave a small, unhappy laugh. “Off? It’s like he’s a different person. He’s mean, and his eyes are the wrong color, and he won’t hunt…” I trailed off. It hurt to admit that I didn’t know what was going on. Carlisle was staring at me. “His eyes are the wrong color? He won’t hunt? What are you talking about?” I stared at him blankly. “Isn’t that what you wanted to talk about?”

“Well, yes, but all I had noticed was that he was cruel to Esme. He has never been cruel to Esme before.” I sighed. I sat down to tell them the full story.

“The first time I went hunting, I noticed that his eyes stayed black after he was finished drinking. He told me he was fine, so I didn’t think anything of it. Then on the way here yesterday, I asked him about it again. He told me the same thing again, and said he didn’t want to talk about it. He was fine all last night.” It was a very nice thing to not blush as I said this. “But when I suggested that we go hunting this morning, he freaked out! He said he had just went hunting, and why was I pushing him to go again, and that I didn’t understand anything about being a vampire yet, so stop acting like I did.” I said this all in a rush, so my voice didn’t break.

Carlisle still looked confused. Then, slowly, understanding dawned on his face. “Edward, you are without a doubt the most stubborn person in the entire world!” Now Esme and I were staring at him with confusion on our faces. “ Dear? What are you talking about?” “Bella, do you remember the night that Edward changed you?” I nodded. When Edward left he ran into Seattle. Well, there, there was an incident.” I gasped, realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. “He killed a human girl and drank her dry. He said he had gone hunting right after that, so he wouldn’t have to go through the withdrawal again, but now I don’t think he did. Which would mean that he’s going through withdrawal.” I was still confused. “Carlisle, wouldn’t his eyes be red if that was it?” He looked at me. “They were when he got home, but after he changed you they seemed to turn back to gold. Interesting.” Esme looked at us both in that motherly dissaproval way. “You’re both forgetting Bella’s power.” Carlisle grinned in understanding, but I growled. “I think I would know if I was changing his eye color.”

“Not necessarily. What if your subconscious was doing it? What if you didn’t want to admit that Edward had been drinking from a human? But deep down you knew something was wrong, so you gave us all hints. You didn’t change his eye color correctly!” I gasped. I had been doing that a lot lately.

I sat down on the bed heavily. “Oh my God. What kind of a person am I? This is my fault!” Esme draped her arm around my shoulders. “No, it’s not. It’s all of our faults. None of us noticed anything except his bad mood. You realized what was going on.”

Carlisle nodded. “The important thing is now that we know what’s going on, we can help him.” Something else occurred to me. “Why wouldn’t he go hunting with me? I know he doesn’t want to keep hunting humans.”

“He doesn’t. But withdrawal is very difficult. Vampires that feed from humans usually want to drink more often, and that would be why it has set in so early. That’s a good sign, it means that he has only drank from one human, but its bad because he can’t make himself drink from animals. We’re going to have to make him.”

There was a shout from down the hallway, in Aaron’s room.