Edward and Bella are finally married. Bella is finally changed. Victoria is dead. Nothing bad can happen now. Right? Okay so after thinking for a while i think i am not going to continue this story. If you are a writer, then you will understand it when i say i just can't make the characters and story agree. I am working on another story right now and i'll probably submit it in a few weeks/months. I don't know. I'm sorry but i just can't continue this story anymore. On the plus side, my new story is called Renesmee's Ribbon. Look out for it soon!!!!!
1. Chapter 1
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Silence. Pure silence. I looked up at Edward and saw fear in his eyes. Not the kind of fear that most people get, but the fear of love. Love. A great and terrible gift that is so powerful that no one can explain it. He knew I was scared too, but not because of turning into a vampire. I was scared that Edward would refuse to bite me, even after our wedding.
“Are you sure about this Bella?” Edward asked.
“More than sure, I replied. I was lying on Edward’s bed in his- I mean our- room. Edward was standing next to the bed searching my face, eyes still full of fear. Even though I was scared that he would reject, I fought not to show it. Carlisle was standing in the corner of the room, waiting for any request of his help.
The rest of Edward’s family was downstairs in the living room waiting. Waiting to hear the piercing screams that will come out of me. Waiting to see the immediate regret in Edward’s liquid topaz eyes once I got out of control. Waiting to feel the pain, even though they are not the ones receiving it. God, why couldn’t Edward just have taken me far from this house to be changed? I felt terrible wasting a perfectly good three days of Edward’s family’s lives so they could watch me screaming, kicking, and fighting the pain that is yet to come.
Edward turned and asked Carlisle to give us a moment. Once the door closed, Edward crawled onto the bed next to me. He pulled me in his arms and kissed me lightly in my hair. “I’m going to miss that about you. Your beautiful smell, “Edward said. He sighed in my hair.
“Edward,” I said. His face came out of my hair and he looked at me. “I know you are scared. But trust me; it will all be worth it in the end.”
“Are you still sure you want to do this?” he asked nervously.
“I can last three days Edward. “ He sighed and then gave me a light kiss on the lips. I snaked out of his tight grasp and lay back down on the bed. Edward called for Carlisle. Carlisle walked next to the bed, ready to help. Edward’s mouth leaned in next to my neck. This is it, I thought, my last moment of being mortal. I squeezed my eyes shut ready to feel the pain. Just millimeters away from my neck, I felt Edward raise his head.
“I love you.”
“I know.” Then, without hesitation, Edward cut his teeth through my flesh. I felt the fire rising through me. That’s what it felt like, fire, burning through every inch of my body. There was a scream starting to rise through my throat, and without thinking about it I let it out. The scream echoed through the house, maybe even throughout the entire state of Washington. I kicked, screamed, cried; I did anything to get rid of the pain. I started to feel his tight grasp around me to control me, whispering my name in a tone full of hurt, loss, and regret. That was the last thing I remembered before everything went pitch black.