Tears Don't Fall
Edward must leave Bella, but Bella is reluctant to let him go.
Bella is overwhelmed with sadness. Then, she finds out she is plagued with an incurable illness. Can she keep Edward by her side until the very end? This takes place in around chapter 2 of New Moon. I wrote this based on nothing, so forgive me if the information is inaccurate. DISCLAIMER: All characters, real or fake, belong to Stephenie Meyer. This story is a result of my own untamed imagination. Please don't sue me.
Mmm... I always wondered what would happen in these kinds of situations.
9. Chapter 9
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I heard screaming, and then I closed my eyes. Edward’s stone arms hold me in place, but I can tell he has to defend himself. I whispered in his ear that he could set me down and that he should save himself. After all, I have only a month or two to live. Edward’s arms stiffened around me when I said this, and he answered that he would never let me go.
Then, as if Edward really was taking my advice, all of my weight shifted from his arms to somewhere else. I opened my eyes to see that I was sailing through the air, the chiffon of my white wedding dress flying out under me. I fell in the arms of someone warm. I turned my head to see a russet-brown wolf snarling back at me. He seemed so familiar, yet not very horrifying.
Edward rushed forth to save me, but in seconds, the wolf was bolting away. I turned my head from side to side, taking in everything that was around me. I saw more wolves, one grey and one black, and then the fear finally sunk in.
“Edward!” I shrieked, screaming until my throat was raw. My heart could not take all this distress, and I blacked out. The last thing I remember was Edward yelling my name… following the wolves…
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When I awakened, I was in a dark room that smelled very damp. I opened my eyes to see that I was tied to a chair. My white wedding dress was matted to my body, but the bits that were still white gleamed even in the darkness. The silk of the dress reminded me of Edward, and I began to cry. Pain rippled through my chest.
“What do you want from me?” I yelled at no one. I yelled until my already-raw throat gave out and I could barely whisper. The door creaked open, and I jerked my head around to see who it was. I knew it wouldn’t be Edward. But I still hoped.
I squinted in the darkness to see who it was. Standing in the acute brightness, stood Jacob Black. I was relieved for a moment before realizing that Jacob had probably something to do with my kidnapping.
Jacob smiled at me grimly as he strode over to loosen the ropes that chaffed my arms and legs. I did not know how much freedom my limbs had, and as I flopped around in the darkness, I fell on the ground, landing hard on my knees and palms. Jacob’s hands wrapped around my arms as he helped me get back on my feet.
I glared at Jacob. “What are you doing to me?” I hissed.
“I’m sorry, Bella. I just couldn’t let you marry that bloodsucker.” Jacob said, his words explaining nothing.
“Edward? A bloodsucker?” I said, playing dumb.
“Don’t joke with me, Bella. I know you know Edward is a - vampire.” Jake said, his tone acutely serious.
So much for playing dumb. “What’s it to you, Jake?” I snarled.
“Bella - I know you love Edward. But this is for your own good. I can’t let you marry him.” Jacob said, his words creating a deep crater in my chest.
I was so angry that tears began to spill out of my eyes. “Don’t intrude on my life, Jacob! You know nothing about how much I love Edward!” I screamed; my throat in more pain than before. “There’s nothing good about taking me away from true love…” I slumped down into a pile on the floor, sobbing.
“Bella…” Jacob began. “I’m sorry. It is werewolf law that we do whatever to protect the ones we love.”
“If you loved me, Jacob, you wouldn’t do this to me.”
Jacob ignored me. “The treaty states that werewolves are free to kill vampires if they bite a human…” He stopped.
Then, someone familiar showed at the door. It was Sam Uley. “Jacob. We’ve got the bloodsucker cornered.” He said, a triumphant smile on his face. My face dropped as I thought of Edward. I still didn’t quite understand.
“Edward would never bite anyone…” I thought, finally processing his words.
“It wasn’t Edward. The treaty clearly states that we can kill all of the Cullens if one of them makes a mistake and bites a human. And that Jasper fellow - he fled at the scene.” Jacob said.
My heart stopped.
“So we’re taking the first chance to kill one of them.” Jacob continued. “And your Edward just so happens to be the first chance.”
Oh happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.