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Love's Light

Loves_light.png banner picture by munky_hashmi 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.

14. Talking to God

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Jane's POV:

Beep. Beep. Beep.

There was an annoying beeping sound ringing in my ears. I wanted to know what it was, and, more importantly, how to turn it off.

My eyes blinked open to a bright, white light. I was in an unfamiliar white room that boasted of cleanliness, and there was a window to the left of me. My head felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, and my entire body felt numb and...restricted. I
could feel wires around me and I assumed that they were the indirect cause of the beeping noise. In my immediate guesses...I was either in heaven, or in a hospital room.

My head was rested on a soft material and the bed underneath me was stiff. My fingertips were spread across white linen and I looked out the window, almost scared of what I was going to see. The pit of nightfall was descended upon the sky and rain
softly drizzled down, creating small teardrops against the foggy window.

Thankfully, thoughts weren't quite as clear in my mind as they usually would be. Of course, that changed once I turned my head to the right. There, a man sat, staring at me with an indecipherable expression across his alabaster face.

He looked...like God. Seriously, if I had ever imagined what God would look like, it would be the man staring at me with his piercing golden eyes. Golden eyes...this was the person who saved me in the forest after I...

I cringed, and then the man blinked. Finally, the statue of God moved and his perfect face smiled at me.

"Jane," God whispered, looking down at me.

"God? Am I dead?" I asked, immediately feeling a blush creep up into my cheeks. His smile widened, revealing perfect white teeth.

"No, you aren't dead. And I'm not God," he said, resting his hand on top of the mattress.

"Oh." I went silent, looking around, then back at him. "Then who are you?"

He chuckled, and his musical voice reminded me of...them. In an instant, I knew who this was before he introduced himself.

"I'm Carlisle Cullen. I've heard a lot about you, so I presume you've heard of me?" He asked kindly.

I sighed deeply and nodded. Suddenly, everything was clear and I was no longer numb. My thoughts were no longer in a daze and my fingers shook. It felt as if every one of my senses were heightened as I thought of his last words. Of course he's heard a lot about me...

I slowly rose my hand in order to feel how disheveled my hair must really be, but I
stopped mid-air. An IV needle protruded from my wrist, and I felt like throwing up.

"Ew," I whispered under my breath. The doctor chuckled again next to me.

"Don't like needles?" He asked.

I shook my head and finally moved my hand to my hair. It was, of course, in complete disarray, and my frown deepened. I licked my chapped lips and looked again at the perfection sitting next to me.

"It's nice to meet you," I sighed, sticking out my hand weakly. He smiled and shook my hand softly. His skin was, of course, freezing cold and the his hand held strength that he held back.

"My pleasure," he spoke lightly, as if hiding an inside joke.

"So...I'm guessing Dad must be around here somewhere?" I asked.

"Yes," he nodded. "He had a surgery to take care of, so I told him I would be here when you woke up."

I nodded back. Dad probably had a stroke when he saw me come to the hospital. I stretched my neck back into the pillows, wincing as my spine hurt.

"Did he tell you?" I whispered, looking up at the ceiling.

"Did who tell me what?" He asked.

"Did my dad tell you about...me?" I asked, finally looking towards him. His smile disappeared and was replaced with a calm, peaceful look.

"Jane, I didn't need your father to tell me. But yes, I know." He looked down.

"Did..." Tears came to my eyes. "Did he tell you?" My voice broke.

"No," Carlisle said, shaking his head. He knew whom I was talking about, but how else
could he have known about me?

"Then how did you know?" I asked. He looked up and his eyes widened. He slowly took out a hand and grabbed a tissue from the table that sat next to my bed. He wiped my tears away and sighed.

"Well, Alice told me a bit, and then I guessed the rest."

"Alice told you? How did she know?" I gasped. How did everyone find out?

"He was telling the truth, Jane."

My eyes widened and I looked away. No way. There was no possible way that...he was telling the truth about that.

"Vampires don't exist!" I blurted out, watching the rain fall.

"I know it's hard to believe, but after some time you'll get used to the idea. We do

"We?" The plural caught my attention. "Are you saying that you're all..."

"Yes. We've spent decades hiding this secret, but yes, we are real. And Daniel did
not lie to you."

His name sent a thrill down my aching spine and I swallowed hard.

"So you're saying...that...vampires are real...and Daniel...Alice...Bella...Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper...and you...no way. You're all vampires." I could barely breathe and the increased beeping noise told me that my heart was beating much too fast.

"Yes, and my wife, Esme. Calm down Jane. We don't hurt people, I promise," his golden eyes were sincere and his voice held honesty.

"You don't...drink blood?" I asked, grimacing. He shook his head patiently and sighed.

"Listen, there are many things you need to know, and I don't think I'm the right one
to tell you."

"What if...I said I didn't believe you?" The words spilled out of my mouth before I could stop them. He looked up and frowned.

"How am I supposed to prove this?"

"I don't know!" I started to cry again. God, I felt weak and I hated that feeling
with a passion.

"Okay, how about you sleep for a little while, and when you wake up, we'll explain it all?" He said, grabbing more tissues. He was treating me like...I was one of his kids or something.

I went silent for a while. I zoned in and out of consciousness, and I remember vague things happening. Dad came in and said something, kissed me on the forehead and left. Then I heard Carlisle talking on the phone with someone. I decided to stop trying to stay awake and just go to sleep. Maybe I was just dreaming and I'll wake up in heaven.

When I woke up this time, it was lighter outside. There were clouds in the sky and the rain had stopped falling. I looked around the room and saw no one there, but the door was open a sliver. I sat there for a moment, thinking of reality as I now knew it. How could this possibly be real?

While I was wrapped up in my thoughts, the door opened farther and a nurse came in. She smiled when she saw that I was awake and came up to my bed.

She helped me up and to the bathroom and I realized how weak I really was. When I came back, I asked her if she could move the bed up to a sitting position.

"Oh, and your father brought a few things from your home." She handed me a small bag with my iPod, a book, and my drawing notebook in it. I gave her a fake smile and thanked her. After she left, I put the bag away and grabbed the book.

Not even my favorite book The Outsiders could distract me. Soon enough, the book in my hands fell and I was swirled back into my thoughts.

A few minutes later, a knock came at the door. I looked up and told them to come in, thinking it was my dad.

A huge bouquet walked in, seemingly all by itself, for I couldn't see who was carrying it.

"Oh!" I gasped as the flowers came closer.

"Surprise!" A soft musical voice giggled from behind the flowers. Then, Alice's head appeared above the flowers and grinned at me. Before I could respond, Edward and Bella came in behind her, smiling and holding hands.

"Alice, Edward, Bella! Wow, this is a surprise." I smiled at them.

"Sorry if we disturbed you," Edward said.

"No, no! I'm happy to see you!"

"How are you feeling?" Bella asked as Alice put the bouquet next to me. Then they all sat down, staring at me expectantly.

"I've been better...how are you guys?"

"We're good." Alice replied, taking my hand. I squeezed the coldness and smiled again.

"All of you?" I emphasized.

"Yup. We're all good," Alice smiled knowingly at me.

"So...um...do you guys know too?" I fidgeted. They nodded and smiled sadly at me. This was what I hated most out of everything... the pity.

"We don't pity you, Jane," Edward said. My eyes widened and I stared at him.

"How did you---"

I was interrupted when another knock came to the door. All three of them stood up.

"Well, we'll see you later Jane, feel better soon," Bella said, kissing me on the cheek.

"Bye Jane," Edward said, smiling.

"Even though I know how this is going to end up, I'm still wishing you good luck," Alice winked at me before opening the door and leaving.

Of course, the one person that I would actually need good luck with stood there. He was staring down at his shoes, and the hair I loved so much was messy and wet.

"May I come in?" Daniel asked, looking up slowly. At my nod, he came in softly, closing the door softly behind him.