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Sunset of Hearts

As the sun sets, it is the ending of a life. Sure, lives end every day, and new ones begin. But on this twilight, the sun was setting on the most important life in my world. But, it was also dawning on a new life as well. The only catch was, those two lives were both the same. What if Bella had come to Forks, and Edward and his family were human? What if they were like every other family? But, what if they were unfortunately pulled into a dark situation, that was to transform them into the thing of their nightmares, and inconsequentially, something darker than they had ever dreamed of? And what if Bella was the one to keep Edward going through all of this? Basically, what if Edward and his family were human in Forks? (Were being the key word.)

Okay, I know that, if you read my previously completed story, Daylight, I promised an entirely different story. But, I felt a different inspiration to write this one. So, here it is.

5. Chapter 5: All At Once

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“Yes, you’re alright? Or, yes, you’ll go out with me?”

“Both.” She breathed.

We spent the rest of the wretched Biology movie chatting in whispers about random things, and I walked her to the Gym triumphantly. I was on top of the world. Nothing could bring me down. My heart beat heavily in my chest, as if sharing this victory along with me.

I noticed how inconspicuously she laced her fingers through mine, and I felt my cheeks turn pink. But they felt right together. Like two pieces of a puzzle that fit exactly. Like two halves of a whole. And my heart felt like that, too.

“See you tomorrow?” She asked when we came to a stop at the Gym doors.

“Tomorrow,” I repeated breathlessly.

“Bye,” she said, and her voice sounded like she was just as reluctant to let go of my hand as I was of hers.

“Bye,” I said, unlacing our fingers. Her hand dropped to her side as mine fell, aching with aloneness. She waved before entering the Gym and disappearing from view. Sadly, I turned and walked along the narrow foot path to my Government class.

All through class I was distracted, thinking of her. Her face; her eyes; her voice; her skin; her hand in mine. I thought of how beautiful the blush on her cheeks was, when she’d say something particularly embarrassing. I thought of how her big brown eyes seemed to see through into my soul, and right through me. I thought of how her smooth velvet voice betrayed all her emotions when they changed suddenly.

And I thought of her accepting my date. That was possibly the happiest moment of my life. For a moment there, I’d thought she was going to say no. She froze up, like my question had taken her off guard, and I thought that she would say no, since we’d only known each other for three days. But three days could change everything.

When the final bell finally rang, I jumped out of my seat and nearly leaped to my car. I couldn’t help but smile – I felt a huge grin spread across my face. I couldn’t wait to tell my family the news. Of course, Alice already knew, but I’d tell her again anyways. I’d even break it down second by second, so they’d understand how it all happened, as if they themselves had experienced it.

I sat in the driver’s seat and turned the keys in the ignition, and my silver Volvo purred to life beneath my feet. I put a different CD in the stereo, selecting The Fray. Their lyrics seemed to match my feelings at the moment.

And all at once, the crowd begins to say, ‘Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. Maybe you want her, maybe you need her, maybe you started to compare to someone not there.

Looking for the right one to light up your world to find where no questions cross your mind. But she won’t keep on waiting for you without a doubt, much longer for you to sort it out.

“And all at once, the crowd begins to say, ‘Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same,” I sang along with the music. I heard the other doors open as I turned the music down. Alice got in shot gun, then Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper all crammed into the backseat.

“Good job,” Alice appraised.

I said nothing but turned to her and smiled.

“What are you two talking about?” Rosalie asked nosily from the back.

“Why do I get the feeling I don’t want to find out?” Jasper added suspiciously.

And, needing no other invitation than that, I launched into a complete, second by second description of what happened as I drove home. I had a feeling that no one was really listening, but I continued anyways.

I pulled into the garage that sat adjacent to the mansion, and everyone got out and left me alone in the car, even though I wasn’t finished. But I was too happy to be annoyed. I bounced up the stairs and to my room, slamming the door and immediately playing the same CD I’d listened to in the car.

All night long I thought about her, and imagined what she was doing. Getting ready for bed right about now, most likely. I checked the clock, and it read nine-thirty. Stepping out of the shower, wrapping her delicate pale body in a fuzzy white towel. Brushing her long brown locks in front of the mirror. Applying strawberry scented lotion to her legs and arms. Brushing her teeth. Climbing into bed and closing her big brown eyes. Dreaming sweet dreams and smiling as she slept.

Pretty soon, I was dreaming sweet dreams as well, staring Bella.


I woke up to the music that played from my radio alarm clock. Coincidentally, the song “How to Save a Life” was playing. It wasn’t exactly my favorite song, but it got me in a good mood, which was good, considering my mood was already euphoric at the thought of seeing that pale faced, brown eyed angel at school. I got dressed while humming brightly to myself.

I bounded down the stairs and into the kitchen, where my family was already starting on their breakfasts. I made myself a bowl of cereal, though not really tasting it in my haste.

“Come on, let’s get to school!” I exclaimed as I washed my bowl in the sink. Rosalie grumbled inaudibly from the table.

“What’s the rush, Eddie? Got a hot date?” Emmett joked from the refrigerator. I gave him a knowing look. His expression shifted. “OH! Is that what you were going on about yesterday in the car? I wasn’t even paying attention.”

“I know you weren’t. But I’m in too good of a mood to care,” I paused. “Now grab something to eat in the car and let’s go!”

“Oh you can wait a few minutes,” he grumbled as he stuck two Poptarts in the toaster.

“I’ll be up in my room waiting! Hurry up,” I called over my shoulder as I raced back up the stairs.

In my mirror, I checked to make sure my hair was neatly tousled, and my teeth were perfectly scrubbed. I made sure I didn’t smell, applying extra cologne just in case. I changed my shirt twice – the first looking too dressy, the second, too casual. I didn’t want to look like I was trying to hard – or even worse, not hard enough – too look good. But in reality, all I wanted to do was impress her.

I rushed back down the stairs and to the garage, where I waited in my car as first Alice, then Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper to come sluggishly out of the house. Drumming my fingers on the steering wheel impatiently, I watched in the rear view mirror as they got in the car. Emmett was still munching on a Poptart, and Rosalie had her iPod in. Alice was engrossed in a book – some thick volume entitled, Twilight – and Jasper was gazing absentmindedly out the window.

I hadn’t realized until I’d pulled my car out of the garage that it had snowed. There was a thick layer of the powdery white covering the grass, and icy patches in the streets. Carefully, yet still anxious to get to school, I drove through the streets of Forks.

Pretty soon, I was pulling into the school parking lot, beside a rusty red Chevy truck. It looked ancient and weathered beside my shiny new Volvo, but, so did most cars in this town. And although the truck had seen better days, the driver was breathtaking.

The driver side door of the pick up opened, and a foot extended down towards the ground. It was a simple dark tennis shoe, connected to a feminine leg hidden beneath a denim pants leg. The other leg came down until both feet were on the asphalt, and she paused to pull something out of the car before the door slammed, sending a shower of rust chips.

I got out of my car, pulling my bag out behind me and throwing it over my shoulder, and walked towards the school, around the front of the red truck. I looked down at my watch, wondering when Bella would be arriving to meet me. Without warning, I bumped into someone, sending them sprawling across the ground. Startled, I looked up from my watch.

“Sorry, are you ok- Bella!” It turned out that Bella had been the owner of the red truck, and she had been the one I ran into. I extended my hand for her to take, and pulled her onto her feet. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Didn’t think I’d run into you here,” she joked. I laughed, even though, if anyone else had said it, it probably wouldn’t have been funny.

“Sorry I knocked you over,” I apologized again.


Together we walked towards the morbid looking cafeteria, which had just become all the more brighter just because of who was walking beside me. I was just about dying with excitement. And at the rate my heart was racing, I probably would be soon.

We passed the second row of cars in the lot as I intertwined my fingers with his shyly. His hand held mine tightly, as if they were two puzzle pieces that had fit together perfectly. I couldn’t deny it – I was swooning.

He led me carefully across patches of ice, already having had experienced my clumsiness. Off in the distance, though I wasn’t sure where, I heard a strange noise – a kind of grating screech and skidding noise. Along with the rest of the students randomly spread out across campus, I inclined my head to the source of the sound, and froze.

There was a huge green van sliding across the black ice. The driver, although I had no idea whom it was, had lost control of the car when he hit the slippery glass. And the worst part of that was that this van – huge and menacing – was gliding threateningly across the slicked pavement, right towards us.