Oneshot: Jacob didn't go get Charlie, in Breaking Dawn, and the Cullens had to hold a funeral for Bella. How did the people of Forks respond? Bella's friends and family gather around her to say goodbye.
I reread Breaking Dawn recently, and tried to imagine the pain of the funeral that would have taken place if Bella had had to feign her death. I'm not sure I portrayed it properly, but I did the best I could. I was crying while I wrote it, if that helps. Raw emotion is good, right?
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I could hear her inside as I neared our house. From the sound of the minute creaks of the floorboards, she sat in the rocking chair. I heard her humming. To Renesmee. I started to run faster, knowing that she was only a mile and a half away from me, so close to where I could touch her, see her, hear her voice and know she was real.
She was already waiting for me when I burst in through the door. Renesmee was in her room, mercifully. All we needed was alone time.
I took the briefest of moments to soak her in – the richness of her chocolate brown curls, the dying red in her beautiful eyes, the newly enhanced curves of her torso and hips, the smooth, pale quality of her skin. But the moment didn’t last long. I pulled her into my arms and crushed my lips against hers roughly, thanking God that she wasn’t so breakable, that I could kiss her as fiercely as I wanted.
Her hands lingered in my hair, on my collar for a moment, her kiss curious and questioning. I merely clutched her tighter, weaving my fingers into her long, silky hair, tracing her full, lower lip with my tongue.
That got her to respond.
Bella wrapped her legs around my waist, running her hands through my hair as she kissed me back. I could feel the joy in every line of her body, but I could also feel her sadness as she melted into my chest. She didn’t need me to let her know how panicked I was. She needed me to comfort her. She’d just said goodbye to her family.
I felt horrible.
Kissing her more softly, now, I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her snugly as far into my chest as I could. She pulled her head away and laid it on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead, the lids of her closed eyes, the contours of her cheeks. She pressed her lips to my neck and sighed contentedly.
“Edward.” My name was little more than a quiet moan, a soft sigh. It made me shiver.
“Bella,” I said again, my lips at her ear. “Do you have any idea how hard that was for me to watch, today?”
“Edward, shh.” She pressed her hand to my mouth, raising her head to look me in the eye. “I don’t really want to hear that. Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to go through today? I was there. I saw you.” She laced her arms behind my neck. “I never want to put you through that kind of pain again.”
“Bella, how can you be so selfless? This shouldn’t be about me. It’s about you. Saying goodbye. To Charlie, and to Renée, and to Phil…”
Her face crumpled, and I knew she would be crying if she could. “Edward, please. I don’t need to hear that right now. I just need to be with you.”
I kissed her lips softly once, twice, three times. She leaned her forehead against mine, her lips trembling, her eyes glassy with tears she will never shed.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I know,” she whispered back. “That’s how I’m making it through this.”
I rubbed her back soothingly. “Bella, it’ll all be okay. I’m here. I just… never want to subject either of us to this again.” The image of her lying there, still, cold, as if dead, will be permanently imprinted on my brain. No matter how hard I try to avoid it, that’s what will haunt me when I close my eyes.
“Hush, silly. Don’t talk.” She brought her face closer to mine, until I could taste her sweet breath on my tongue. “That’s something neither of us will have to go through. Ever.”
How was it that she was the one comforting me? This beautiful creature would never fail to amaze me.
I didn’t bother to try to clear my head of the fog and confusion brought by our proximity. Instead, I kiss her forehead softly. “Thank you, my love.”
“Any time.” She smiled, and though her eyes were still sad, I could see the resolution in them. “Think about it, Edward. This is the freest we’ve ever been to be you and me. No boundaries, no restrictions, no expectations to meet. Now it’s just the two of us.”
“Forever,” I added, struggling to remain coherent. All I saw were her perfect lips, so sweetly smiling at me.
“Yes.” And then she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me again.
I tightened my arms around Bella, and everything hit me at once. Everything we’d gone through to get here. And now, like she said, there was nothing holding us back anymore. Now we could truly be us. No matter what the obstacle, she would help me overcome it. No matter how hard the pain, she would help me get through it. And now I could truly be there for her, be everything she needed me to be.
Steadfastly by her side, I knew that I could do great things. With her, I was everything. She was my other piece of eternity.
And now what we had could last. Forever.