What would happen if Bella was the vampire and Edward was the human? Would the scent of Edward's blood sing for Bella? Would they make the same choices and mistakes? And most importantly, would true love conquer all? Or would differences separate them? Edward/Bella
There is some mature content in this story (i.e. sex) :)
3. Chapter 3
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I stood outside of the Swan family residence by myself. I looked up at the house. I could smell Edward’s amazing scent even from outside. It was singing to me, calling me towards it. So hard to resist, so easy to comply…
I climbed up the side of the house with ease, even in my red ballet flats. This seemed almost too easy. I knew what I had to do. All I had to do was get inside of the window, find Edward sleeping in his bed, and…
My mind overpowered my body, the bone-dry thirst in myself, even though I had just fed. Yet I couldn’t stop myself from climbing in through Edward’s window. I found him sleeping peacefully in a bed in a cerulean blue room. There was a rocking chair in the corner, a closet, and a very old computer desk with a very old computer on top of that. These were what first caught my attention. But then I looked at his CD player and found that there were fifty CD’s all along a shelf. I went over to the shelf, looking at the titles. There were CD’s from every time. Yet, he had them organized very strangely. I looked and found that they were organized by year, but I had no idea what organized them within that year. He also had a small keyboard next to his CD player, with pages and pages of music on the music stand close by. I wondered if he was any good at piano, but then I realized that I already knew the answer. Of course.
Edward hiccupped in his sleep, and I glanced over at him. I saw his pale face on his pillow; I saw the moonlight stream in through his window, showing his bronze-like hair. His hands were curled up under his chin, motionless. I saw his chest going in and out, ever so slightly. His blanket moved, showing his bare chest in the moonlight.
I could imagine myself going over there, breaking his beautiful neck. It would be so easy. He wouldn’t even have time to scream and wake up Charlie. I could create evidence, leaving the window open and making Charlie think that he had run away. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
He was just so beautiful…his face was that of a thousand angels. His bronze hair was like fire, it was interesting and dangerous, and…stunning. Yes. That was the word I was looking for. His complexion was creamy and his eyelashes were so thick…he was just so beautiful…his beauty was too much for me, the immortal vampire, to bear…
I sat in the rocking chair in the corner of his room, watching him sleep. This was the most amazing experience I had ever felt. I felt…human. I wanted more than anything, even the thirst in myself, to just kiss him lightly…to love him…to feel him...forever. For the first time ever since becoming a vampire, I felt warmth inside myself. I admitted it to myself. I loved this bizarre, strange, and beautiful boy.
I sat there for hours and he stirred in his sleep a few times, as if he felt someone watching him while he was unconscious. He hardly moved at all, he was as still as a statue, almost as still as me. I wondered what he was dreaming about.
When the first dawn broke, I opened the window again and climbed out. I hated to leave, but I also knew that I must. I knew that I loved this boy, but I still had to take precautions. I couldn’t scare him at all if I wanted him to love me back. I had to be just like any other girl.
As I ran back to the mansion to change my clothes, I found that it had snowed the night before, and the roads were very icy this morning. I put on another pair of jeans, a black baby-doll blouse, a pair of black peep-toe high heels, and a light blue jacket. I brushed through my hair quickly, letting it hang all around me instead of putting it up. I walked down the stairs where my family was waiting for me. I grabbed my car keys, and we all got in, me driving, Alice in the passenger seat, and Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper in the back.
No one spoke a word as I sped to the place of torture, Forks High School, not even bothering to go the speed limit. I hated driving slow. That was an issue with our family. We all loved driving fast and sleek cars. My Mini Cooper was the only car that we owned that didn’t hint at us being millionaires. We had to remain inconspicuous, in this strange world, no matter if we wanted to drive fast cars or not. My family and I took the Mini Cooper every day.
I parked in a spot and my family and I got out of the car. Alice and Jasper walked into building four while Emmett and Rosalie walked over to building two. I locked my car and leaned against the side. Edward pulled into the parking lot in his beat up silver Buick. He parked four spaces down from me.
I watched him standing there, a bit uncomfortable, as if the snow bothered him. Of course it did. He had just moved here from Phoenix, Arizona. I took a deep breath, and made my way over to him.
“Hello,” I said quietly. Edward just stared at me, with his beautiful green eyes wide with fear and shyness. His scent just stunned me again, wiping all thoughts of murder and vampires from my mind.
“Um…” he said, unable to find words. “Hi?”
“You’re Edward, right?” I asked, trying to make my eyes smolder, like fire. He just stared at me, still uncomfortable.
“Yes,” he said, as if unsure of himself. He grabbed his backpack from the inside of his old, ugly car.
“You don’t like the snow,” I said. It wasn’t a question.
“Yes,” he said.
“Why?” I asked, playing the part of the girl who doesn’t know him yet.
“Um…well,” he started, when Mike Newton walked over to him.
Mike whispered in Edward’s ear, trying to be sneaky, but my improved hearing caught every word he said, “Stay away from her. She’ll eventually break your heart.” Edward nodded, also trying to remain inconspicuous.
“Hello, Bella,” Mike said casually, yet still afraid.
“Hi, Mike,” I replied. “Edward, let’s continue this conversation later. I would like to know more about you.”
“Okay,” Edward said.
I walked to my first class, History. Instead of filling my head with thoughts of my family, my head was filled with Edward. I could imagine his clear voice. It was quiet and almost musical. I saw his flashes of his hair, his eyes, his body…I survived, thankfully, until it was time to pretend to eat food again. At least it was a break from mindless learning.
I sat with my family. By the sounds of it, Rosalie had shoved snow down Emmett’s back while he wasn’t looking. It had then turned into a snow war. Emmett shook his hair and Rosalie and Alice leaned away, laughing. They were all laughing, bright and cheery. But I couldn’t. I wanted to enjoy this snow, with my family and best friends, but my head was still full of Edward. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else right now.
I watched as Edward came in through the double doors. He got in the lunch line, but he only got a soda. I guessed he wasn’t very hungry. He eyed our table as he walked with Mike Newton. He sat down and opened his soda. I just watched.
Edward kept peeking over at us while trying to be sneaky about it. His green eyes locked with my golden ones, for a moment.
Emmett leaned over the table, looking at me. I was angry that he was distracting me from watching my love.
“Is that the guy?” he asked quietly. I stared daggers at Jasper. He must have told Emmett. Now Rosalie would know also.
“Yes,” I replied, defiant. He shrugged, touched my hand slightly, an act of comfort, and went back to his former position. He struck up a conversation with Rose.
When lunch finally ended, I ran to my next class and doodled on my paper, not paying attention. This was ridiculous. I had more important things to be doing right now. Finally, it was time to go to biology, my one class with Edward.