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Starting Over

Pretty much the same format everyone else follows. Continuation of New Moon. Enjoy!! *********Spoiler Warning******************* ***Update*** Now that i actually know what this story is going to be about, i am going to change the summary... Edward finally changes Bella, but instead of ending the problems, it simply brings on more. Bella develops an outstanding gift which brings vampires from all over looking to get her on their side... So, how do you like it??

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1. one

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(bella's point of view)


Someone put out the fire.

My vision clouds over, I scream. Venom poisons my veins, ablaze with that torturing fire.

“Edward…” I croak; my throat is dried out, dry as the Sahara Desert.

“It’s going to be ok, love. I’m so sorry…” Edward trails off. His voice, so glorious, reminds me of why I endure this agony. My love, my life, Edward. I feel his icy touch at my neck and I am relieved momentarily of the pain. But a wave of agony replenishes the first and I scream out.

“Make it stop!” I plead, and although my voice is barely audible, I know he heard it. Its not worth it, the pain…

Seconds stretch into minutes, minutes into hours. Dreadfully long hours…

Flashback: Graduation

Rings of gray clouds blot out the blue of the sky. The graduation ceremony is outside, despite the rainy weather. I walk slowly down the aisle, taking care not to trip on the long hem of the navy blue dress.

I remember the deal I had with Edward. After graduation, Carlisle could change me. We had agreed on that the night after we returned from Italy. But I didn’t want Carlisle to change me. I wanted Edward to. And if I wanted Edward to change me, I had to meet his standard. “Marry me first…”

I would marry him. I would. If it meant he would stay forever. But I didn’t know how Charlie and Renee would take it. If only he could wait until after he turned me…


I writhed in the pain’s fiery grip. Anything to stop the pain. My screams had long ceased; my raw throat suffocated. I drew in a staggered breath; pain shot through my chest. An endless torture…


“Edward, I graduated. I can move out of Charlie’s house…”I trailed off, he knew exactly what I was talking about.

Both Edward and I were up in his bedroom, seated on the couch. I hugged my knees to my chest as I watched for his reaction. But it was calm. He turned to look at me.

“So you would prefer Carlisle to change you?” He asked, smirking.

“No, I would rather you changed me…” I looked away from his face, searching for something to look at. I settled upon eyeing the floor, gazing at the rich gold carpet.

Edward leaned closer to me, and I could feel his sweet breath caressing my face. “Yes, and you remember what I told you? Unless you have forgotten our deal?”

I looked up innocently into his face. Of course I remembered. But I decided to act clueless. I cocked my head to one side. “No…What was it?”

Edward leaned in again, his eyes smoldering. “Marry me…”

“Edward, I—“ But he cut me off. He lowered himself off the couch and onto one knee. Turning around, he came up with a velvet box.

He was proposing!

“Isabella Marie Swan,” he said solemnly. “I have always loved you, I will always love you. Will you marry me?” He opened the velvet box to reveal a silver ring with a blue topaz gem fused into its surface. It was gorgeous.

His eyes smoldered, and I was speechless. Gazing into his perfect face, I knew I was going to say yes. My life revolved around Edward. No, Edward was my life. I thought back to the painful months when he had left me for my own good—the hole that had occupied my heart. No, I would rather die then live without Edward. Who cares what Renee and Charlie think? I loved him. I would die without him.

But now I could only stare.

I watched as the dazzling look on his face changed gradually into nervous despair. He would be sad if I said no. This thought made my heart jump. I flung my arms around his neck.

“Yes, Edward, yes.” I mumbled into his cold chest. He considerably brightened at my answer and hugged me closer, pressing his lips into my hair.

“I love you, Bella.”


I held on to those words while I struggled in anguish in the fiery grip of the venom. I asked for this—I wanted this. Edward and I would be together for eternity…that thought relieved me for a minute. But a new wave of pain replaced the first and I moaned.


“Edward.” It was Carlisle speaking to him. We were all sitting in the living room, a cooking show playing across the screen. Edward glanced up, and anguish flashed across his face. I mused over the cause of this change in attitude, but then realized he was reading Carlisle’s thoughts.

“Bella, do you really want to carry-through with this?” Edward asked, his eyes pleading. I knew he was talking about changing me.

“Yes…Unless you have discovered another way to stall…” I raised my eyebrows, remembering his many reasons for keeping me human so long.

“No, I gave you my word, and I’ll follow through with it…if that’s what you really want.” Edward was giving me the option to turn him down. I could say no and we could go on like this.

But I couldn’t. I had my heart set on this fate and I would follow through with it. If only I could keep my mind off the pain…

“Yes that is what I really want.” I retorted, a blatant look of determination on my face.

“You are aware there will be pain involved, correct?” He said this, amusement playing across his features.

“Yes I am. I am perfectly fine. I can deal with it.” I told him. If only I could convince myself of that, I would be fine.


But I couldn’t deal with it. The pain was unbearable. If I ever made it to hell it wouldn’t be half of what this pain was. It was as if someone had cut me open and placed the sun itself into my veins. It burned. When would it quit? I was sure it had been at least three days…

As if on cue, the pain began to fade.

And then, there was nothing.