This beautiful banner was made by the amazing Marauder by Midnight! thank you! The sequel to My One Love! Life and love can only meet through colossal experiences…like turning into a vampire. This story is all about life with Bella as a vampire with Edward at her side, Jake and Ally's love, Emmett and Rosalie, Alice and Jasper, Carlisle and Esme, and of course, Dan's new life. We all do crazy things when in love, imagine being a mythical creature when in love! WELLLL. Chapter 30 is up and ready to read.
Please read My One Love before you read this, or some things might not make too much sense for you! :) Things are about to get a little crazy in the lives of our beloved characters.
11. Those Three Words...
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I loved her. Yep, I didn’t even have to think about it, I just knew. I loved her more than I could possibly imagine---she had me trapped in some sort of hypnotic love where all I could think about was her.
I was sitting around the coffee table in the living room, carefully keeping my face completely composed. I looked back down at my cards, and then looked up slowly. Emmett, Rosalie, Esme, and Carlisle were all staring at me carefully.
“Fold,” Esme sighed, laying her cards down on the table.
“Same here,” Carlisle smiled, putting his down also.
“I give up too,” Rosalie said, scowling at her cards as she put them down.
Emmett smirked at me from across the table. I made absolute sure to hide my building smirk.
“Showdown,” Alice whispered from behind me. She, Jasper, Bella, and Edward weren’t playing because they’re powers would completely throw off the game. They were taking their turns at chess.
“Lay ‘em out,” Jasper grinned, using his southern charm. We both fanned out our cards on the table and my eyes evaluated them quickly.
“And that’s what you call poker, Emmy,” I grinned widely, taking all the chips. Emmett groaned and dropped his face into his hands in defeat. Everyone laughed and I checked the clock that was hanging on the wall. It was only 4:30 in the morning.
“I won again,” Edward grinned as Bella frowned, both sitting on another table next to ours. “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll let you win next time, love.”
Suddenly, the entire chessboard fell off their table and into Edward’s lap. Bella started to giggle and wiggled her fingers, making the chess pieces sit on Edward’s head. He looked up, now trying to hide his laughter.
“I’ll play him, Bella,” Alice smirked. Bella nodded, and wiggled her fingers again, making all of the pieces sit nicely on the board, and making it float back onto the table. Alice sat across from Edward and they both stared at the board.
Everyone else watched as they did most of the game in their minds. Alice would foresee Edward’s next move while Edward would read her mind to see what she was going to do. They moved only two pawns before Edward whispered ‘checkmate’ and flicked over Alice’s queen. Alice scowled also and crossed her arms.
“I’m still the undefeated champion, aren’t I?” Edward smiled, setting up the board again. “Anyone else want to give it a try?”
“Daniel, you haven’t played him yet. Maybe you can kick the king off his high chair?” Bella suggested. I shrugged, knowing it was a lost cause. I sat in front of him, concentrating on his first move. The black pieces on my side of the board made me think of Jane’s hair.
Her gorgeous, long, black hair. I remembered when we were dancing only a few hours ago and I ran my fingers through her smooth hair, and then her fingers were at the nape of my neck. Gosh, I loved her. I especially loved the sound of her warm heart beating crazily and her breathing slightly labored.
I wasn’t even paying attention to the game at all, just moving my pieces after Edward’s turns. Suddenly, he moved his king in a vulnerable space, probably thinking that I wouldn’t notice because most of my pawns were in his possession. I quickly jumped my knight across his king and trapped it, looking up.
Edward’s eyes held shock, and he blinked. “Did you just…” He whispered.
“I won, didn’t I?” I smiled. I couldn’t believe it! I had managed to distract myself so well that he couldn’t possibly see my next move.
“Oh. My. Gosh. You beat the undefeated champion, Daniel!” Alice grinned.
Alice came, flitting into my room gracefully. The door had been open---I wasn’t doing anything special, just writing.
“Daniel!” Alice sang. “I had a vision…”
“Yes?” I asked, waiting for her to go on.
“You’re going over to Jane’s house and asking her to the movies this morning,” she grinned. I looked at the time once again, seeing that it was now 8:37 in the morning.
“And you think she’ll be awake?” I asked.
“Um, sure, why not?” Alice said from inside my closet. She threw out a pair of khaki jeans and a sleeveless red shirt. “Wear this.”
“Ok…wait, which movie?”
“Hmm, let’s see,” she said, sitting on the chair next to my desk and turning on the computer. In seconds, she had brought movie summaries up on the internet and was browsing through them.
“Take her to the theatre and ask her what she wants to watch. If she asks you, you suggest 27 dresses, ok?” Alice instructed me, standing up and grabbing a hair brush from my shelf.
“Now sit down, let’s see what we can do with this untidy hair,” Alice pursed her lips, running off and coming back in a second with some green bottle in her hand, and a small mirror in the other.
“Wait, what is that?” I asked nervously, backing away from Alice. Jasper came in and sat on the sofa, grinning at me.
“I knew she would introduce you to that soon enough,” he chuckled.
“Dan, its just mousse, relax,” Alice rolled her eyes.
“It’s what? That doesn’t look like a moose!” I exclaimed. They both laughed at me and I frowned.
“It’s like…foamy hair spray. It makes your hair less…able to move around,” Alice said, turning the bottle upside down and pressing the nozzle and making foam appear onto her palm.
“Uh, gross. I don’t want that in my hair,” I grimaced at the weird smelling foam.
“Well, you don’t have a choice. Now sit still,” Alice commanded, running her fingers through my hair and brushing it at the same time. It felt sticky, wet, and made me antsy.
“Done! See, it looks so much better now,” Alice said. I opened my eyes and looked into the mirror she was holding up. I guess it did look slightly better…less crazy.
“All right. Wait, what if she doesn’t want to come?” I asked worriedly. Jasper and Alice both laughed and shook their heads.
“She’ll love to, I promise,” Alice said, smiling. “Here are my car keys.”
“Thanks again, Alice,” I said, smiling back at her. They both strolled out of the room, closing the door behind them. I rolled my eyes and put on the clothes, feeling my stomach doing cartwheels. Last night was so magical, I hoped that today would be also. Maybe I could kiss her today? Just the thought of her lips made my stomach clench and unclench.
I left the house and got into Alice’s car, slowly driving down the road to Winter Street. God, I loved her.
I sat up slowly and yawned, stretching my arms over my head. I loved sleeping in on the weekends!
Smiling, I slowly got out of bed, putting on my slippers and looking out the window. It wasn’t raining, but it was still pretty foggy. Letting go of the curtain, I was about to make my way to the bathroom when I heard the doorbell ring.
My mind went into post-wake-up overdrive and I quickly went outside my room and walked down the stairs.
“COMING!” I yelled, loud enough for the person to hear me. I scratched my head and looked through the window on the side of the door, seeing a pale hand. I gasped and quickly heaved open the door as my body felt all tingly on the inside. Oh. My. God.
I was standing here in my pajamas, hair in a tumbleweed, morning breath, and fuzzy slippers…while Daniel Cullen stood on my front porch, smiling and looking like a heroic Greek God. I felt my eyes widen at the sight of his pale and muscled arms, and my throat closed up---most of the blood in my body rushed up to my face, making me slightly dizzy.
“Good morning, I hope I didn’t wake you. I should have called first,” he spoke fluidly, like smooth honey. I could only stand there, staring at him like an idiot. He had his hands behind his back and his hair was different today. It was styled amazingly, making my heart thud uncomfortably against my ribcage.
“Well…I was wondering if you wanted to maybe hang out with me today?” He asked, tilting his head to one side, probably wondering if I had gone mute since I saw him last night. I blinked and cleared my throat.
“I’d love to. Um, what did you want to do?” I asked, covering my mouth slightly with my hand, seriously hoping he couldn’t smell me from there.
“Oh, we could go to the movies or something, anything you’d like,” he said sincerely. I looked down, taking in his casual outfit, making my mouth water. In contrast to me, the girl who was wearing a black tank top with baggy gray sweatpants. Gross. The difference between us was almost amusing.
“Uh, I’d love to go to the movies with you, but I told my Dad I would stay home today. Maybe we can hang out here?” I asked unsurely. He smiled, nodding and moving his hands away from behind his back. I gasped softly as I saw a bouquet of wildflowers in his right hand.
“My mom has a garden in our backyard, so I picked a couple of flowers for you,” He smiled, sending my heart into a wild frenzy. He was so sweet.
“Thank you so much, Daniel,” I replied, taking the flowers and opening the door wider, stepping back. “Come in, mi casa es su casa.”
He stepped in, looking around the house and then back to me. I turned around, blushing hard, and took the flowers to the kitchen. I felt him following me, and I wanted to get his attention away from my gross morning attire. While I filled a glass vase with water, I glanced over casually, and noticed that he was watching me.
“Well, these flowers are so gorgeous. I’ll just put them in a vase and change my clothes really quick,” I said, jumping slightly when I felt a cold arm encircle my waist. I felt his chest against my back and I nearly collapsed right there.
“I wish you wouldn’t change, you look so good in those pajamas,” he whispered into my hair. My heart was beating so loudly, I was sure he could hear it---or feel it.
“What?” I choked out, dazed and disoriented from the feel of his cool, marble-like arm around me.
“Yeah, it looks great on you,” he said, taking in a deep breath. Was he smelling my hair? I quickly thought back to the last time I showered, and was reassured when I thought of my Crazy Daisy conditioner. It smelled like watermelon-pineapple.
“Uh, ok…I should still go brush my teeth and…stuff,” I mumbled incoherently, dropping the flowers into the vase and putting them on the counter. His thumb began rubbing circles on my ribs, and I sighed happily, leaning back into him, completely content.
Bring! Bring! Our perfect moment was utterly ruined when the phone started ringing, making me jump again. Daniel let go of me, causing me to scowl as I picked up the phone.
“Hello?” I grumbled, my heart still beating crazily.
“Hey Jane, it’s Dad. I just wanted to tell you that I would be home late tonight,” Dad said on the other line. I sighed and closed my eyes. He’s home late every night! Why did he have to call and ruin my moment?
“Thanks for telling me, Dad. I’ll see you later on then.”
“All right, bye honey.”
“Bye Dad,” I said, hanging up the phone and turning around. Daniel was smiling at me with those gorgeous eyes of his. I smiled back nervously and watched as he leaned against the counter.
“Right, make yourself at home, I’ll be right back,” I said, turning around and leaving the kitchen. I could feel his eyes on me while I walked up the stairs and struggled to calm my heart down. Was he serious about not wanting me to change clothes? I wondered vaguely as I brushed my teeth. I ran my brush through my hair, trying to get the tangles out and then put some lip gloss on. Just in case, you know.
I sat down on the dark brown couch and glanced around the comfortable home. The house was much more beautiful on the inside than on the outside. The walls were classically designed with plenty of amazing paintings that I could instantly recognize as Jane’s artwork.
The mantel above the fireplace was lined with three pictures of people and cross statures next to them. The first picture was of Jane, I’m guessing a few years younger, and her parents. I recognized her father---looking very different---and realized that the black-haired woman next to him would probably be her mother. Jane had barely any similarities to her mother, so it was hard to catch at first.
The next picture was of her and a boy who was obviously trying to tease her. The boy looked like the woman, so I’m guessing that this was Jane’s younger brother, Kevin. In the image, Jane was laughing and it made me smile…she was utterly gorgeous.
The last picture was of Jane sitting next to an aging lady. The old woman was smiling slightly and I could see that she had the same eyes as Jane; the electric green that managed to send my thoughts into a haze. Was this woman related to her? Could it be the grandmother that died two summers ago?
I was thinking about that when I heard small footsteps falling onto the carpeted stairs. I looked up at Jane, who was biting her lip and coming down the stairs, staring at me with the same enchanting eyes. She smiled and sat next to me, entrancing me again with the heat that radiated from her tiny body.
I smiled back---an immediate response---and felt the sudden need to be as close to her as possible. I stretched my arm out to reach behind her back, letting it curl around her shoulders. She shivered slightly and I almost pulled back, but then she leaned into me…I don’t think she even realized the effect she had on me.
“So…what do you wanna do?” She asked quietly. I felt as if I were drowning in the soft sound of her voice and watched as her fingers curled and uncurled, fidgeting with her long hair. I cautiously put my other hand on hers, making it still and feeling her blood pound harshly in the small veins of her thin wrist.
“Have you eaten breakfast yet?” I asked. She shook her head and I smiled again. “Can I make it for you?”
“Um…you really don’t have to, I can make my own---” I interrupted her by tracing my thumb along her soft cheekbone. Her skin was so warm, and a slight blush crept onto her delicate face making my stomach flip.
“Please?” I whispered, hoping to have a least a fraction of the allure she uses for me.
“I guess…if you really want to…”she said in a slightly dazed way. I grinned and couldn’t resist but to kiss her temple, causing her heart to skip a beat. Needless to say, Jane did wonders for my ego.
I had decided to cook her pancakes. I mean, I hadn’t eaten in nearly five years, but I still kind of remembered how to make them from the thousands of times I had made them for Ally. While Jane ate---seeming to enjoy it---I watched her, still as fascinated as I first was when I met her.
I swallowed hard as I took in the sight of her. She was wearing a pair of soft, gray sweats that bagged adorably between the tightly winched drawstring at their waist and the thick cuffs that curled around her small ankles. She was so angelic and fragile, the way her bare arms moved slowly---sometimes brushing her bangs away from her face, sometimes fidgeting with the strap of her tank top. She looked so tempting in black…
“Hello, earth to Dan?” Jane laughed, snapping her fingers in front of me. I blinked and looked up, seeing her dry her hands after washing the dishes.
“I’m sorry, what were you saying?” I said, angry with myself for zoning out like that. Didn’t my brain realize what my heart did? That every moment I spent with her was more wonderful and appreciated than the last?
“I was wondering if you wanted to help me water the plants outside,” she smiled, not waiting for me to answer, and putting a large watering can into my hands. I smiled back, nodding and following her into their backyard and looking around.
The backyard was large and full of different flowers and plants. Jane leaned down and watered various plants and I imitated her, giving others the same amount.
“Hello, Ms. Iris, how are you growing today?” She asked suddenly, causing me to look up and burst into laughter.
“Are you…talking…to your…plants?” I managed to gasp out between spurts of laughter. She scowled and put her hands on her hips, staring at me with a bright look in her hypnotic eyes.
“Don’t laugh! Talking to your plants help them grow better! There is barely any sun out here in this town, so they’re having a little trouble!” She said, pouting. I resisted the urge to lick my lips at the sight of her adorable pout. I leaned over and kissed her hand, apologizing with my eyes.
“I’m terribly sorry Jane. And you too, Ms. Iris,” I grinned as she smiled back at me, rolling her eyes.
“And who is this? Could it be…Ms. Lily?” I asked, pointing a white flower on the ground.
“Urgh, no Dan. Get it together, boy! That’s Mrs. Lily. She married Mr. Lily last month!” Jane smirked, now playing around with me. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from pulling her as close as possible and kissing her until she couldn’t breathe.
“Ah, this is…” I trailed off, sitting down and tracing the petals of a white flower next to her ankles. She crouched down and watered it.
“This is my favorite flower…Ms. Pulmeria. Isn’t she gorgeous?” Jane sighed, tracing the petals also. I plucked out one of the petals and rose it to her face, trailing the softness against her cheekbones. She closed her eyes and a small sigh escaped her lips, drowning me with the smell of her breath.
“Daniel…” She whispered, lips unmoving. I felt a magnetic pull, causing me to rest my hand on the small of her back, and making her lean into my chest. Her eyes snapped open and she looked straight into mine. I lost all my coherent thoughts…
“Jane…” I breathed, not daring to look away from the hypnotic stare she caught me into. I felt her heart beating crazily in her chest and her blood thrumming like music under her soft skin. She was so warm, it made my heart ache while she brought her fingers to curl onto my shoulders.
“I…” I couldn’t form a sentence.
“Yes?” She breathed, bringing her face closer to me, our noses close to touching.
“Well…I was wondering…” I trailed off again.
“Yes?” She asked more urgently, letting our noses caress. The warmth of her ignited a large fire in my heart.
“Maybe I could…if you wanted to…I just---” I didn’t know what I was asking.
“Gosh, you idiot, just kiss me already!” She exclaimed, crushing her warm, soft lips to my own. The fire erupted into a full-out explosion and my shyness flew out the window. My right hand tangled into her hair, while the left caressed her soft skin.
I tried as hard as I possibly could not to pull her into my chest, for my strength would crush her immediately. Instead, I let her push me to the ground softly and hover over me…
I lost myself in her kiss, letting her warmth engulf me. She was pressing both of her hands into the soil next to my head, while her heart was right above my chest. Her blood was singing and her hair was blowing softly in the wind.
It was my first kiss…and it was excitingly with the only love of my life. How could I have lived this long without her? How could I possibly think of actually being remotely happy without her touch or her enthralling eyes?
Her lips suddenly lifted off of mine, her breaths coming in short gasps of air. I took a deep breath also, trying to remain calm. My eyes opened slowly, blinking rapidly. I looked up into a sea of green. She was grinning triumphantly as if she had just run a world marathon and won first place.
We just stayed in that position. Her looking down at me, while I gazed into the green lights. Her hand brushed my hair back, caressing the nape of my neck softly.
“Say something…” I pleaded, wanting to hear her voice again.
“I…didn’t want to get too close to you. I was…afraid for you. I don’t want to break your heart. I’ve…kept so many secrets from you,” she breathed.
If my heart was still alive, it would have burst into a million pieces. She…kept secrets from me? Didn’t she have any idea of the sorts of secrets I’ve kept from her? Doesn’t she realize how much I love her? Why would she be afraid for me?
“Secrets?…I have my own. What does that matter right now?” I found myself asking.
“Daniel, I should have warned you. I am incapable of having a…real relationship. My secret is…” she paused, swallowing hard, “deadly.” She finished.
I sat up, bringing her up with me. For years I haven’t felt the temperature of weather any more, but I could have sworn the atmosphere got colder then, making a chill go down my spine. Her secret could never be as close to deadly as mine was.
“So is mine, Jane. I…shouldn’t have complicated your life. I brought you so much danger, and I’m sorry for that,” I lowered my head in shame. She looked confused.
“What? You’re my hero, you’re anything but dangerous.” She said solemnly. I took a deep breath and shook my head.
“I’m a…” I said, unable to say the word. I knew I would have to tell her soon enough, I just didn’t think it would be this soon. The next three words that came out of our mouths were at the same time…
“I have leukemia.”
“I’m a vampire.”
- Five Years?!
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- Talking to the New Girl
- Holy Shit!
- Coffee time!
- Book job, anyone?!
- special coins and CCCs
- Jane Shuler's Day
- The Date!
- Partay time!
- Those Three Words...
- Run Away
- Waking up without you
- Talking to God
- Of Angels and Monsters
- When You Hurt, I hurt
- Surpsrises just for you
- Carry Me Home
- Bittersweet homecoming
- It takes two to tango
- Can I be your tour guide?
- Of Jealousy and Imprinting
- Italian and Dan don't mix well...
- Prego-yoga, anyone?
- The Showdown
- Another Date
- Dead vs. Undead
- When you come knockin'
- Pictures of you
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