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Far Away

Bella was about to jump to her death. My Bella. I had caused her all this pain and hurt in attempt to save her. I couldn't do anything right. All I could hope was that I wouldn't be too late. I couldn't be too late. I am taking an official break from this story. I might finish it eventually, but no guarantees. I am currently working on a re-write of this story--See author's note (Chapter 8) for details.

This is my fantasy New Moon. It picks up right before Bella jumps off the cliff. The title is after the Nickelback song, which I suppose could serve as a theme song for this story. Enjoy!

6. Forever

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It had only been a minute or two since I had bitten her, yet it seemed like eternity. Her screams and whimpers were agonizing just to hear, and I could tell that she was trying to refrain from making noise. She would never forgive me. We would be together forever, a forever we would both spend angered with me. If she even stayed with me after this, which she had no reason to. I didn’t deserve her. I stopped the car and bowed my head forward, rubbing my temples. I just couldn’t believe I had actually done this.

Bella sat next to me, looking very uncomfortable and cramped in the passenger seat. Although I knew that it would do very little to help, I moved her to the back seat and climbed back there, too, to comfort her. She lay there, sweating, squirming, writhing in the pain; the pain that I had caused. I caressed her cheek, hoping my cool touch would help. If it did, it wasn’t significant enough to show. I sighed in frustration, and Bella let out an ear-shattering scream. She then started mumbling about the fire, and randomly shouting “Edward, save me!” I got out of the car and got back into the driver’s seat. I just wanted to kill something, break something, anything; just do some damage to release my anger. I banged my head against my steering wheel, hoping for it to hurt at least a little bit. It didn’t. All that was damaged was the steering wheel. I growled viciously. I couldn’t do anything right! I started the car again and continued towards the house.

I was driving very slowly, at least for me, to the house. There were so many bad possibilities as to what could be there that I didn’t want to see what awaited us. I could only hope that Alice was wrong, that the Volturi weren’t here yet. I doubted that they would kill Bella as she is being changed, but it couldn’t be put past them. The way they just killed innocent humans, assuming they were better than them, simply disgusted me. They were really my only concern right now, and when I was close enough to the house to hear Alice’s thoughts, I was relieved to find out that they were not yet here.

Edward, they aren’t here yet, they stopped to “eat.” That’ll buy us a few- Her thoughts were cut off by a vision.

Our entire family, including a vampire Bella, standing in front of our house, the Quilette werewolves standing in front of us.

“The agreement was to never bite any human,” growled Sam.

The main thing I noticed about this vision was that Bella and I were wearing wedding bands.She would say yes? I remembered the topaz ring I had been carrying around in my pocket since just before Phoenix. I carried it with me all through South America, my reminder of Bella. The question was, when would I propose?

The vision had long since ended, and I realized that there were bigger things here. Such as that the Volturi were not our only problem. Existence just couldn't be easy, could it? I pulled up to the house, and Alice was already waiting for us at the door.

I opened the door of my Volvo and ran up to her. Frantically, I grabbed her arms. “Get everybody together,” I said. “Tell them to pack the necessities. You and Rose don’t need to pack your entire closets. Bring me some clothes and some things for Bella, too. I am going directly to Denali now, no detours.” She nodded and ran inside. I walked back over to my car and climbed into the driver’s seat. Bella laid whimpering in the back seat, and it hurt me to look at her. I pulled the car away from the house and began to drive to Denali.

The hours passed like years during that miserable ride; minutes like days. I could smell Bella’s pain. It had been a day and a half, and it actually seemed to be almost over. She had been so brave through the entire thing, trying so hard not to scream. I pulled her back into the front seat just after we left the house and set her up against my side. We were about three quarters of the way the lodge in Denali. I stroked Bella's cheek with my cool hands, and it helped as much as was possible. I had the air conditioning, a feature I rarely used, on full blast in the back seat. Bella’s whimpers were softer now, and her heartbeat was slowing. I had a few hours before it would get bad again, but after that it would be over and we could start our life together. I still couldn’t believe that I did this to her in the first place, but it came as a little bit of a relief. We would finally be able to kiss without boundaries; I could finally hold her without the fear of crushing her. We could be together forever. That was the best of all the reasons for changing her. We could be together forever. Forever. Forever. We could be together forever.