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My Idea for Breaking Dawn: The Ultimate War

Summary:
The werewolves refuse to allow Bella to marry Edward and become a vampire. They are willing to do anything--ANYTHING--to stop that from happening. More barriers threaten to keep Bella and Edward from acquiring their ultimate happiness and they must once again fight for what they want--what they NEED.


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2. Chapter 2: Confessions

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We came to a stop in the middle of the meadow, but I didn’t loosen my grip, dreading the mere thought of letting go. “Bella,” Edward’s voice reprimanded, “do not tell me you fell asleep!”

I chuckled, “No, I’m awake. Just…savoring the moment before you decide it’s too much for you to handle and set me down.”

Before I knew what was happening, Edward had pulled me around, so that my legs were still around his waist, but I was on his front, not his back.

I readjusted my arms around his neck and hoisted myself up to touch my lips to his. I waited, scared that he wouldn’t respond, but he did. He hoisted me up higher, tightened his arms around my waist, and deepened the kiss eagerly.

It could have been seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks – maybe even months before we pulled apart, both struggling to breathe.

He pushed my hair back behind my ear for me and kissed the bridge of my nose, before saying, softly, “You know I don’t want to, right? It’s just something I have to do. Bella, you are everything to me. If I ever lost my control and took advantage of you like that, I would absolutely loathe myself forever. You deserve the very best and I intend on giving you just that.”

“You can’t call it taking advantage if I am giving you the advantage; ENJOY!” I complained, struggling to keep my voice steady.

“No, Bella,” he said simply, “I love you so much more than that.” I couldn’t help but smile at those words.

“Thank you,” I mouthed, afraid that if I spoke the words aloud, my voice would crack.

He smiled in return and set me down gently, taking his time in removing his arms from around my waist. He sat me down in the grass and then joined me, sitting with one leg underneath him and the other stretched out in front of him. He took my hand, kissed it, placed it on his cheek, and then said, “So…what’s up?”

I sighed and hesitated before saying, “I’m just getting cold feet.”

“How ironic! My feet are cold too,” he joked.

I glared at him and he caressed my face. “Sorry. I was hoping a joke would lighten the mood.”

I smiled weakly. “It’s not your fault. I just – I love you so, so much…and it kills me to know that I will never be the wife you deserve. I know it sounds dumb, but after seeing how Renee and Charlie fell apart to a thousand pieces, I can’t help but fear that that same thing will happen to us down the road…that time will change your feelings or find another way to destroy us. And I can’t live through that again.”

I cringed at saying the words, knowing how much pain and suffering it would cause him, but the words were out of my mouth before I could bite my tongue…figuratively speaking.

If Edward felt any pain at all, he hid it really well, because he merely flinched and then continued on as if nothing had happened, whispering, “Bella, look at me.”

I obliged, unable to resist his pleading voice.

He bent down, kissed my eyelids, planted a soft kiss on my lips, took my face in his hands and said, with so much intensity I thought I would explode from the strength of my love for him welling up inside of me:

Nothing could ever change the way I feel about you. I have had more time than I cared for it and it physically hurt me that I never knew that emotion called love. And then you came into my life and it was as if I was literally taking my first breath of oxygen. You…gave me life and wonder and beauty and the most extraordinary love that has ever existed. I may have been born in 1901 and lived 107 years after that…but, I was not truly born; I didn’t truly live until the day you walked into my life. My life without you was always empty, meaningless, worthless…it was as if I was literally dead, no pun intended…I was nothing until I fell in love with you and you returned that love.”

Was I imagining the moisture in my eyes? No. Edward wiped a tear off my cheek with his thumb and he kissed the other one away. Then, he murmured against my cheek, “You are so beautiful.”

I stifled a sob and said, “But Renee and Charlie…they were in love too. Look what happened to them.”

“Bella, I would DIE before I’d break your heart again. I refuse to let myself make that mistake twice,” he promised, staring into my eyes. “I am not saying that it will be easy and that everyday will be a paradise. It will be hard…there will be heartaches and arguments – even over the little stuff – and pain…but I guarantee you…I have waited 107 years for you, love…and there is no one else I would endure so much pain for. Nothing matters to me more than your happiness; you have to know that.”

“I do,” I said, automatically, reaching up and running my fingers through his hair.

“Then, know that I will do whatever it takes to make it work. As hard as it will be at times, you are worth everything and so much more. I wish I had enough to give you.”

I smiled through the tears, “You do. You’ve given me everything I will ever need, no matter how long I live. I would give the universe to be yours if you deemed it necessary.”

My attempt at being sweet was not nearly as successful as his. I sounded like an idiot, where he sounded like an angel – no; much, much more than an angel. A mere angel did not do him justice.

"It is so much more than necessary – it is completely absurd; the universe belongs to you; that’s obvious.”

I fought through the lump in my throat and choked out the words: “I love you,” before kissing him, with great difficulty, due to the fact that I already couldn’t breathe.

He finally pulled away, knowing I would probably pass out without another breath soon.

“No matter what happens…I love you…nothing can ever change that. My love for is stronger than all the strength that my family possesses; and every other vampire that has ever existed and will ever exist. All that strength combined is the size of a pin’s head compared to how much you mean to me.”

I simply stared at him, absorbing every word he told me, before I leaned over and hugged him. I buried my face in his neck, kissed it, and then closed my eyes, treasuring this perfect moment. I climbed into his lap and he held me in his arms, rocking me back and forth slightly.

I was so delirious that I couldn’t tell if he was lightly humming my lullaby or the wind was sounding similar to the notes of my lullaby. Either way, I was calmed down within minutes and I pulled back slightly to kiss him.

When I pulled back, he caressed my face softly. “Feel better?”

I nodded, “I have never felt bad…just a little…worried. Thank you.” He smiled slightly, “Anytime.” Lightning flashed in the sky, as if on cue, and thunder rumbled in the distance.

“Ugh,” I grumbled, grimacing at the sky.

“Come on,” Edward chuckled. “I’d better get you home.”

He stood up, still holding me, and I groaned, “This is getting ridiculous.”

He smiled again, “You’ll enjoy it a lot more soon. I promise.”