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Dream's Shadow

This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

2. Chapter 2

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I’d been waiting for months. And they hadn’t come. They weren’t coming for me. So I would go to them. I was sick and tired of waiting.

I couldn’t wait to die. What was life, anyway? Pain. I had suffered so, so much… and now there was nothing left that could hurt me… yes, I would go to them, and they would kill me, and I would go somewhere else. It couldn’t possibly have as much pain. I believed in God, in a general way. Maybe in heaven, I would be enough for him.

That was all I really wanted.

“Billy? Where’s Jacob?”

His great wise eyes were full of pity. Billy Black understands suffering- the suffering of his people, of his broken body, of his heart which weeps for his dead wife. “He’s gone. He phased when he got the wedding invitation.”

“He wasn’t supposed to get one! I didn’t want to hurt him.”

“Why have you come here? Aren’t you one of them?”

“Billy, oh, Billy, he left again. He left me again.”

He wheeled around, closer to me. “Bella, listen to me. Leeches do not have hearts. I know it will hurt at first, to think your love was a lie, but he is incapable of love.”

Maybe it would have been a comfort, but I couldn’t believe it. I who had seen Carlisle and Esme, Jasper and Alice, Emmett and Rosalie? I who’d almost been the target of the vengeful rage, product of Victoria’s love destroyed. I couldn’t believe it. He was able to love. I just wasn’t worth it.

“Jake’s gone.”

“Yes. He’s out of range… the pack can call him back, but they won’t. And he won’t answer.”

“Will he come back?”

“Eventually. Maybe.”

No. No! NOOO!! I couldn’t. Can’t. I can’t. I crumpled to the floor right there, clutching my sides with my hands, weeping, weeping. Billy looks on with sensitive and sorrowing eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

I can’t answer. Too much pain. Alone, alone, always alone. Jake won’t return. Edward won’t. I knew it would happen. Oh, God. The pain. Why, why, why me? Why must I suffer so!

Because I am worthless. Oh Oh Oh!


I screamed within. Oh! Ooh!

I was falling, falling, like a house destroyed from within. This would kill me. I could not survive without one love or another. Jacob, I should have picked you. I should have gone with the one who wanted me, not fallen for a stupid fairytale.

I’m sorry, Jake.

Edward, Edward. If only I could have been enough. I’m sorry I can’t be. I love you so much, and I’m sorry for that also. It can only hurt you as I die.

I wanted to die so much it hurt.

Surprising, that there was any more room in me for pain.

And somehow that thought sent another wave of agony through me.

I was too crippled to be embarrassed at my position, on my hands and knees, weeping on the floor in front of a man I really knew mostly through my father’s stories. But Billy didn’t speak, and the silence was comforting.

As much comfort as I could take.

Through the pain.