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Daylight

Summary:
 ^^^Made by the lovely, twilightOCD (yes I know thats my pen name, duh.) This is pretty much what would happen if I was Bella. Well, not really Bella, just having gotten to Edward first (I always dream of that :P) It's kind of boring at first, maybe to you, but for me, imagining me doing that, is just so exciting. Wow...he's even hotter in person, lol.


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13. Chapter 13: The Last Song

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Viciously, he sent blows to the red eyed vampire. And, even more viciously – frighteningly viciously – the blows were returned. And I no longer feared for my own life. I feared for a life infinitely more precious than my own.

He needed a distraction. Something to get Laurent – I knew for sure who he was, there was no denying it – to drop his guard for one second so that Edward could finish him off.

Almost in amusement, I realized how alike my thoughts had been to fictional Bella’s in Eclipse. When fictional Edward was battling fictional Victoria, and he needed something to make fictional Victoria stop for just long enough to finish her. When I’d read it, I’d laughed at how stupid fictional Bella had been for thinking fictional Edward couldn’t take her single-handedly. Of course he could.

But now, now I wasn’t so sure. Real Edward was in real danger and needed my real distraction. But what? What could distract a vampire long enough for another vampire to stop him? I racked my brains.

I looked down at the forest floor, searching for a tool to aid me. All I could find were leaves. Leaves, more leaves, and moss. Those surely were not very helpful at all. I had to admit, there was nothing very helpful in forests in general, unless you wanted to stuff dead leaves into an assailants eyes.

I tried thinking critically; outside the box. But there was no box. Just my mind, two growling vampires, and leaves. What is it with all these leaves? Why can’t they just sink into the earth?

THAT’S IT!

What I needed was some quicksand. If Laurent stepped in the quicksand, Edward could finish him off!

No, wait…if he has super-human strength, he could probably just pull himself back out. Dammit. I had to think of another strategy.

There were vines hanging from the tree beside me. Maybe if I climbed up it, the sheer humor of me climbing would make him double take and Edward could nail him! But Edward might get caught off guard too…that wouldn’t help at all. Then I’d have two vampires watching me try to climb a vine.

Or maybe I could pull one of the vines down, make a lasso and lasso Laurent right up! And he’d be like, “Why the hell is there a lasso around me?” And Edward would BAM, nail him and he’d be dead! Only I had no idea how to make a lasso…I guess I should’ve paid more attention at summer camp.

I decided to give up. There was no using my ingenuity and amazingly genius brain to somehow save Edward. So I went with my gut. Although my gut wasn’t always reliable, I figured now would be a time to trust it. I mean, it was worth a shot. Maybe not a very good shot, but a shot none the less.

I sucked in a huge breath and sprinted around to Laurent’s back. Gathering all the strength I had left, I sprung myself up into the air and onto his back, wrapping my arms around his granite neck.

That did the trick. He was taken completely off guard by my sudden mug-like attack, and staggered backwards momentarily. He then swerved right and left, trying to shake me off. As he did so, my head spun, and I felt my brain slam back and forth inside my skull. But still, I held on with all my might.

He brought his arms up to grab both my wrists. They seemed so small and weak in his grasp, and they were. In a blinding flash, he threw me off and into a wide sycamore. I slid to the ground, gasping to catch my breath.

But he had been distracted for that moment, and Edward made his move in a blinding flash. My vision blurred, but I wasn’t sure whether it was from hitting my head on the tree or for the fact that they were moving at twice the speed of light. Suddenly there was a high pitched metallic sound that hurt my ears, then a high keening sound that suddenly cut off.

My eyes drooped, and I couldn’t be sure of what I was seeing anymore. Edward was gathering something…chunks of white…and putting them in a pile of brown pine needles. He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and lit a few of the needles, then dropped them onto the pile.

I watched drowsily as he stood before the sudden blaze with a look of smug pride. He was proud of himself. For a moment, it was almost as if he’d forgotten my presence. But then he remembered it suddenly and spun around to face me. He was by my side in a second.

“Are you all right?” He asked in his velvety voice. I wanted to reply, to tell him that I was fine, but I couldn’t find my voice. “Jess, say something,” he pleaded quietly.

“Are you…okay?” I choked out when I’d found my voice.

He scoffed. “You’re worried about me?”

“Of course. You just got attacked by a…vampire.” The last word came out as a whisper.

“But you already know that a vampire couldn’t hurt me.” At first, his words puzzled me. I had no idea what he meant. But then, everything was clear to me.

“The book is true?” I coughed, my eyes widening.

“Yes,” he replied. “That’s why I was so angry about it before. I though that, somehow, you knew and you were trying to expose us.”

“I would never-”

“I was wrong, I know that,” he admitted sheepishly. “I want to make it up to you.”

His eyes were suddenly burning into mine as I felt my face flush. Slowly, gauging my reaction, he leaned down towards me. And then his lips pressed against mine and I was defenseless. I let him kiss me. Heck, I even kissed back.

We pulled apart after a long while, and I moved to lean my head against his chest. For reasons not clear to even myself, I felt tears flowing down my face. I felt myself shake under him, and felt him rub his hand down my spine over and over again.

“Shhhh….” He soothed in my ear, “It’s going to be alright. Everything’s going to be alright.”

And I knew, in that instant, that he was right. As his stone cold arms encircled me, holding me against his chest, I felt safe. Safer than I’d ever felt in my entire life. I knew, without a doubt, that everything would, in fact, be alright. As long as he had me and I had him, the world could not bring us down.

The End