Right or Wrong?
Thanks to eternitys_charm for the crazy good banner! Bella Swan is your average teenage girl with a boyfriend named Jacob and a semi perfect life. But what if that perfect life she's come to love is all an illusion and she's just afraid to admit the truth? Edward is gorgeous popular and rich and he's the object of Bella's hate and the only one who see's the real her. When tragedy strikes will Bellla finally see the light and just admit she really loves Edward? Love has consequences but for her it's better then living a lie. Spoiler!Go to my bio to see a sneak peek on the sequel to this story! (All human! Rated teen for some strong language and mature themes.) Thanks to all my faithful reviewers! Next Chapter will soon be up!
6. So right.
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The overwhelming need to protect her pulled me towards the door. Everyone was staring at me now, urging me to go outside and see what was going on. The suspense was slowly starting to eat away at the entire group. Why should I care what happens to her though? All night she’s been giving me the cold shoulder, not even giving me a smile or one friendly glance. Aside from the conversation we had today nothing’s changed. Yet, I can’t escape this nagging feeling of anger and the need to check up on her. I needed to do something because there’s nothing I want more right now then her safety, for her to be here in my arms. I pushed the chair in quickly and nearly sprinted to the door. I closed my eyes in anticipation to what I was about to see- the scene was a gruesome one and my need to defend her went into overdrive. Bella was sitting cowered into a ball on the concrete floor with a bloody nose; her hands were covering her head in effort to stop Jacob’s next blow. While I was making this observation Jake turned towards me and walked up to me slowly, I flinched at the alcohol smell on his breath. He must have been swimming in it, I thought.
“You out here to play the hero?” He slurred his words and smiled.
“What the hell are you doing?!” I yelled at him as I shoved him out of my way and picked up Bella slowly.
“No Edward!” She cried softly. Jacob tried to unsuccessfully make his way toward me and shove me but I shook him away as I led Bella to my car.
“So you’re going with him then?!” He shouted furiously. “Go with him then you stupid whore!” He screamed loudly over and over again. I could tell this hit Bella especially hard because her low cries turned into loud sobs. Jake was long gone by the time we got to my car, having given up tormenting her for the rest of the night. I sighed heavily as I set Bella in the passenger seat and she slumped limply into place.
“Don’t take me home.” She cried.
“I won’t.” I assured her.
When we pulled up to the house Bella’s eyes opened wide at the enormity of it. I patted her hand and she cringed away from my touch.
“It’s nice to know you haven’t lost your coldness.” I murmured under my breath and she looked at me with apologetic eyes.
“I’m sorry.” She whimpered as I carried her up to the guest bedroom.
“It’s fine, I just want you to be safe. What if he had come to your house later in the night?” I grunted.
“I would’ve called you.” She confessed and I grinned widely. I set her down and then frowned when I saw her face.
“Let me get a towel for your nose.” It had stopped bleeding and was now a dry stream of red on her pale face. I sat next to her for hours while she cried until she couldn’t cry anymore. While I was holding her, I thought of all the unbelievable occurrences of the night… earlier she wasn’t saying a word to me, now she was lying in my arms balling. I thought of how lucky I was that my parents weren’t home. What would they say if they saw me and Bella like this with her nose was swelled and bloody? As I thought about this she glanced up at me for a second and more tears welled up at the brim of her eye lids.
“Shhh… shhh it’ll be okay.” I said as I wrapped my arms tighter around her to comfort her. She reacted by squirming out of my grasp and then crawling away from me.
“No! No it’s not okay Edward! Look at me, I’m battered and broken!” I grabbed her shoulders and shook them and for a second fear filled her face.
“I want you! I’ve always wanted you! You wanted to waste your time with Jacob Black of all people! I could’ve told you how deranged he was!” She looked down at the sheets, embarrassed, but I continued to stare at her in hopes of decoding her thoughts. Unexpectedly, she glanced up at me and her eyes were searing into mine. The whole night she failed to give me a tenth of the emotion she was conveying to me at this moment. The passion burning between us was fiery hot, seething a hole through my thoughts and mind- the only thing I could think of was her.
“I want you Bella Swan. I need you.” My voice was stronger and more demanding than before.
“I want you too.” She whispered. She then bridged the gap between us and kissed me. I tangled my fingers in her hair and relished her taste. My body craved her in the worst way possible-it would be criminal to resist and criminal to give in. Before that instant, I never thought this was possible, I went over the last seconds repeatedly trying to figure out what had gone so right. A low groan slipped from her mouth and I pulled back and smiled. Was this really how things happened? Was this dream I set in my mind becoming a reality?
The night was long and when it finally ended I shut my eyes, but my body was incredibly conscience of my arms wrapped around Bella’s cool body. When her breathing became even and she was asleep I drifted into my own insensible dreaming. In my dream Bella was laying in a big room with dark curtains. When she saw my face as I walked in she began to cry, I also felt trickles of wet streaming down my cheeks. When I looked down to see where my tears had fallen, wrapped in my arms were two beautiful baby boys. Frightened by the ferocity of their attractiveness, I looked up to see Bella in eternal slumber- dead.
I woke up startled by the strange and all too real dream. I looked down at the pale figure sleeping peacefully beside me and sighed at what my eyes beheld. She was so beautiful even distressed as she was on this fateful night. I couldn’t help but think of how much I loved her. I loved every inch of her, imperfections too- it was out of my power now. I brushed her face with the back of my hand gently and she stirred just a bit. What a stunning creature she was, she was meant for me...in every way possible.
- Not so perfect.
- Impossible love.
- All comes crashing down.
- Disappointing moments.
- What is this?
- So right.
- So Wrong.
- Good news on top of good news.
- Final conclusions about love and life.
- Abel and November
- She waved goodbye.
- With out him.
- Getting Better is hard to do.
- Could this be my happy ending?
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