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My Dream Is You

Bella is about to jump off the cliff, but someone stops her... someone she thought had forgotten her a long time ago. “Bella,” growled a voice. It wasn't the voice in my head, not at all. My head whipped around. I was startled to see that someone had been watching me.

Okay, so I deleted my other story. I'll put it back up later. I have to figure it out. I'm pretty sure I know where I'm going with this one though, so here ya are.

1. You're Not Dreaming

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I stepped out to the edge, keeping my eyes on the empty space in front of me. My toes felt ahead blindly, caressing the edge of the rock when they encountered it. I drew in a deep breath and held it... waiting.

“Bella,” growled a voice. It wasn't the voice in my head, not at all. My head whipped around, startled that someone had been watching me.

“Oh my god,” I whispered. There, standing in all his glorious beauty, was Edward. I sunk to the ground, my knees trembling. Sobs wracked my body, the tears flowing in a constant stream down my face.

“Bella,” he said again. I looked up through blurry eyes to see him walking towards me. He bent down and lifted me up off the ground. When he saw that I wouldn't stand on my own, he held me to his chest.

“Please, let me wake up,” I begged. It was the only explanation. I must have been dreaming, there was no other way that Edward would be here with me. I was going to have to pay severely for it when I woke up.

“You're not dreaming, Bella,” he said, lips at my ear.

I was inconsolable. There was no way I was awake, Edward said he'd never see me again.

“Where is everyone else?” I gasped between cries.

“They are at the house waiting to see if I got to you in time,” he said lifting me into his arms. The words didn't make sense to me, in time? In time for what?

We were running then, the wind in my face drying the tears on my cheeks. It calmed me considerably.

I decided that if my dreams were this good, I might as well take in all I could. I buried my face into his shoulder and breathed in his scent. It was much better than I'd ever dreamed of remembering. The way his cool skin felt against mine was comforting, soothing even.

He slowed when we reached the sea of ferns that his yard had been transformed into. The house stood where it always had, nothing changed there. He kept his hold on me, not even setting me on the ground.

He strode up to the front door and opened it quietly. Sitting in the front room was the entire Cullen family. Edward put me on my feet and grabbed my hand.

All at once they started talking.

“Bella, what were you thinking!” exclaimed Alice, throwing her arms into the air.

“Bella!” yelled Emmett.

“Oh, Bella. We've missed you!” gushed Esme.

“Killing yourself is never the answer,” scolded Carlisle.

That made everyone shut up.

“What?” I asked, reality crushing down on me.

“I saw you, Bella. Did you ever think about what it would have done to Charlie? To Edward? To the entire family?” asked Alice. She stood up and started pacing.

“Wait, you thought I was trying to kill myself?”

“Why the hell else would you jump off a cliff?” asked Emmett. He was always so polite....

“Because it's fun,” I said lamely.

“I distinctly remember telling you not to be reckless,” said Edward, his voice bordering on angry.

That's what set me off. “I distinctly remember you telling me you loved me. I remember you promised that you'd stay with me. Do you remember that, Edward?” I asked.

He frowned. “Well, I see it was a mistake to come here,” he said.

My heart sank, my stomach dropped. “No,” I croaked. I grabbed onto his shirt and didn't let go.

He was about to reply when there was a knock at the door. Edward sniffed the air and growled.

“I'll get it,” I whispered.

I opened the door, expecting anyone but Jacob to be standing on the porch.

“Bella, what the hell are they doing back here?” His whole body trembled.

“Calm down,” I warned, temporarily forgetting about the Cullen family.

He took three big, deep breaths and closed his eyes. After a moments pause, he opened them again.

“What are they doing here?” he asked again, his voice muted.

“I-I sort of made them come,” I replied, looking down. I felt Edward's presence behind me. He put his hand on my shoulder.

“We need to talk to Sam,” he said, not wasting time on a greeting.

“You broke the treaty. I could rip you to shreds right now if I wanted to,” snarled Jacob.

“Perhaps if you kept a better eye on Bella we wouldn't have had to come,” replied Edward curtly.

“Jake, please,” I pleaded. I'd say anything to get Edward to stay longer.

Jacob looked at me and his face relaxed. All the anger drained away for a moment.

“Fine,” he said. He turned and ran into the surrounding forest.

Edward closed the door behind him and turned me to face him.

“Your best friend is a werewolf,” he whispered, his eyes searching mine.

I nodded.

“Dammit, Bella! We leave to keep you safe and you go and make friends with the town wolves?” he ranted. He tore away from me and ran into the other room. I heard a loud snap and then a crash. I shuddered, not wanting to know what he broke.

He was right in front of me a moment later. “You are the oddest girl I've ever met,” he said. He took my face in his hands, I closed my eyes.

I was not going to let my dream get this far. Seeing him, smelling him, was enough. Kissing him would kill me when I woke up in the morning.

He stopped, I opened my eyes. “What's wrong?” he asked.

I looked to where the Cullen's were sitting. They were looking at us like we were actors in a soap opera. I could have sworn I saw Emmett drool.

I gulped and ignore them. “When I wake up,” I started. “This will kill me, Edward. I'm already going to need some intense therapy. Maybe Charlie will even have to haul me off to a mental institution,” I explained.

“You're not dreaming,” he sighed, dropping his hands from my face.

“Prove it,” I whispered.

He opened his mouth to say something when there was another knock at the door.

This time everyone stood up. Edward opened the door.

He didn't waste time on introductions. One minute later there were three large, half-naked boys in the Cullen's house.