This story starts a month after Eclipse ends, and talks about what Bella will do with Jacob, because he is obviously having trouble letting go. Will she pull an Edward on him, (as if I never existed), or will Jacob get over it on his own, maybe imprinting along the way? Or maybe, just maybe, she'll run off with him and live her life as a 'wolf girl' instead of a 'vampire girl'. Or will the Volturi get her first?
I got quite a few of my ideas for my story from another fanfiction called Consequences, by helloeverybody, posted on www.bellaandedward.com, but I also received some of my ideas from my friend Kara, who is not currently a member of this site, but is, like me, an avid follower of the Twilight series. We come up with the ideas together, and then I write the story. She is also my editor, so I would like to thank both her and helloeverybody for their ideas and their input.
9. Chapter 9
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Part 14- Bella’s Point of View
I relaxed. It was finally over-that eternity of painful dreams, of monsters that wouldn’t stop hurting me, of constant pain and fear. Of an angel who couldn’t help. It was over now, and I lay back, waiting to wake up.
It was then I felt it-a presence pushing its way into my mind, searching for something. But what was it searching for? It didn’t belong here. I quickly pushed it away, building a wall around my awareness. I didn’t want it in my mind. Distantly I heard my favorite sound, and I paid closer attention to it.
"For a minute there, I thought . . . but no, I can’t hear her. When will Bella wake up, Alice?" I felt a hand grasp mine gently.
"Any minute now." I heard Alice reply confidently.
"And would you mind telling me what her power will be?" My angel asked, frustrated.
"I’m sorry Edward, but that’s confidential."
I felt the presence rush to Alice’s mind, searching again, and felt Alice’s panic as she cowered in a corner of her mind helplessly. I felt a sense of protectiveness well up inside me, and I ran to Alice’s aid, building up a wall around her mind, blocking the presence.
"What the-Alice, what on earth are you doing?" I heard Edward say, confused. "Unless . . ."
The presence left Alice’s mind and moved toward mine. I desperately ran to protect my mind, but arrived too late. It was already in, looking around carefully. I ran away fearfully to a corner in my mind, until I noticed that the presence wasn’t hurting anything, it was just moving around carefully without touching anything. I relaxed, and welcomed it in. It wasn’t doing any harm. As the presence explored my mind, it became excited, and looked around more eagerly.
Distantly, I felt the hand holding mine tighten its grasp. It almost hurt, it was squeezing so tightly-who was doing that? I wished it would stop, but then I felt the hand release quickly. Almost as if it had known it was hurting me; but how could it know, unless . . . the presence! I turned toward it fearfully. Sure enough, it was examining me carefully, trying to find out what I was thinking. My mind screamed defiance. How dare it! I desperately tried pushing it away, but it was too strong for me. I was afraid now, afraid of the damage it could inflict, and I ran away in panic, seeking refuge. Surely there was someplace it couldn’t find me!
But the presence, sensing my fear and distress, quickly retreated, and I felt a wave of calm pass over me.
"Edward, there’s something wrong. Bella is terribly frightened," I heard another voice say. I opened my eyes. Jasper was gazing at me intently, with a worried expression on his face, and everyone was looking at him curiously, everyone except for my angel, who leaned over me, gently stroking my face.
"I’m sorry, Bella, I didn’t mean to frighten you. I’m sorry." Edward apologized, his face concerned. I frowned, wondering what he was talking about. I examined his mind carefully, and was shocked to realize I recognized it. It was the presence! Of course! He had been trying to read my mind. I understood immediately.
"It’s okay, Edward, I just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all. I don’t mind. You just startled me." I reassured him. Edward relaxed.
Everyone in the room was staring at Edward and me, completely confused. Except Alice, of course, who was practically jumping for joy.
"Um, I think I’ve missed something," Emmett said.
"Edward was trying to read my mind." I explained.
"I did read your mind, Bella." Edward reminded me. I nodded, but our explanation seemed to confuse Emmett even more.
"You read Bella’s mind?" he asked.
"But he couldn’t read mine!" Alice said cheerfully.
Everyone stared at Alice in shock. Then Jasper understood.
"Nice, Bella," he said. "Can you block anyone’s mind?"
"I’m not really sure. I can try," I replied slowly. I looked at Edward to see if he would help, and he nodded in acquiescence. I felt his mind reach out toward Carlisle, and I ran to Carlisle’s mind and built a wall around his consciousness. Edward frowned slightly and moved on to Jasper, but again, I beat him to it. I laughed at his frustrated expression, and let him into Jasper’s mind.
"Thanks," he said dryly, before turning to Jasper. "In answer to your question, she can block any mind she wants to, and can let me in anytime she wants to."
Jasper smiled at me. "That’s an excellent trick, Bella. Try not to make Edward too frustrated, though."
But Carlisle was staring at Edward. I felt Edward’s mind reach out to his, and then Edward nodded slightly. Carlisle got a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Bella," Edward said, turning to me. "Aren’t you thirsty?"
I thought about it and realized I was. Ravenously so. I nodded eagerly.
"Well then, would you like to learn to hunt?" Edward asked me, smiling. Again I nodded, my thirst building up inside me until I could hardly stand it.
Edward gestured for me to follow him as he walked out the door. We had been in Edward’s room, and now Edward and I quickly walked down the hallway and out the door. He broke into a run, and I followed his example, easily keeping up with him and not falling down once. We sped up until the trees around us were a blur, and I reveled in the wind passing through my face, the rhythmic movement of my body as I pushed myself faster and faster.
I felt Edward press gently on my mind, and I let him in without hesitating. He wouldn’t hurt me. Not unless he thought it was good for me, that is. I cringed as I thought of those six months last year when he had left me, of the pain it had caused. That first week I had been nearly catatonic, and for months after that, I would wake up every night, screaming, the hole in my heart ripping me apart. I remembered the things I would do, the danger I would put myself in just to hear his voice, no matter the pain it caused me afterward. Jacob had tried to help, but it hadn’t worked-I had still been miserable. Until I had seen Edward again. I looked over at Edward, who was running next to me, and I slowed to a stop when I saw his tortured expression.
"What’s wrong?" I asked him worriedly. My angel’s agonized eyes looked into mine, and he stroked my face gently before pulling me close to him.
"I’m so, so sorry," he whispered, his voice full of pain and guilt. I looked up at his despondent face and I realized what I had done. I mentally berated myself for not controlling my thoughts. How could I have let him see that?
"You’ve already been forgiven," I said gently. I had forgiven him a long time ago.
I felt his mind enter mine hesitantly, and I welcomed him. It felt nice, to have his mind and mine intertwined so completely. I would just have to control my thoughts a bit-I loved him too much to hurt him again.
"Bella?" Edward asked cautiously.
"Do you still want to marry me?"
I was shocked. How could he think I didn’t? He was my life-forever would be agonizing if I didn’t have him to share it with.
"Whatever made you think otherwise?" I asked him incredulously.
"I wasn’t sure . . . after all I’ve done . . . after all I’ve put you through . . . are you sure you still want me?"
I froze as panic welled up inside me. If he thought that I would be happier without him, if he left again-my mind screamed in defiance. No! He couldn’t leave again. I wouldn’t be able to handle that. I closed my eyes in pain. The emotion building up inside me was unbearable. The hole in my chest flared, and I fell to the ground in agony. He was going to leave again, I knew it, and this time I wouldn’t survive it.