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Reshaping History

Summary:
A collection of song fics from scenes you heard about, but never saw during the Twilight series.


Notes:


1. Breathing

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Eyes are feeling heavy but they never seem to close
The fan blades on the ceiling spin but the air is never cold
And even though you are next to me I still feel so alone
I just can't give you anything for you to call your own

And I can feel you breathing
And it's keeping me awake
Can you feel it beating?
My heart's sinking like a weight

Bella’s heavy breathing finally slowed to deep even breaths, and I felt her heartbeat slow, as nestled more against me, fitter herself to the contours of my body. Within moments, Bella stopped squirming, and a soft snore erupted from her lips. I knew the nightly murmurings would commence soon enough. I could only wonder what would be the topic tonight.

I absently traced my fingers along her fragile, over-heated skin; my fingers lingering at the miniscule raised spots dotting her back and arms; bumps that would develop into full-blown bruises soon enough.

My free hand clutched at the blanket, as venom welled up in my mouth, rage at myself coursing through my veins. What had I been thinking? I could have killed her! My hands traced along her arm; I matched my fingers to the bruises, counting them. So many, so much damage I had done to my Bella.

Something I've been keeping locked away behind my lips
I can feel it breaking free with each and every kiss
I couldn't bear to hurt you but it's all so different now
Things that I was sure of, they have filled me up with doubt

And I can feel you breathing
And it's keeping me awake
Can you feel it beating?
My heart's sinking like a weight

I can feel you breathing
It's keeping me awake
Could you stop my heart? It's always beating.
Sinking like a weight

My mind trailed back to that fateful day in Biology, the day that had brought me to this point. I felt a grin play over my lips, even as the venom welled in my mouth, when I thought of her blood. Her blood which was so close now, just waiting for me to taste.

As if in response, Bella let out a little sigh, and squirmed upwards a bit, the soft, supple curve of skin between her neck and shoulder just an inch from my jaw, tempting me. Her heartbeat had increased, and her lips parted, a single phrase falling from the two perfect curves, still swollen from kissing.

“God, Edward…” Her stream of consciousness continued, a seemingly endless string of soft moans, and sighs, and Bella voicing her innermost thoughts, which revealed that she had enjoyed herself very much that night.

A tingle ran through my flesh, and I felt myself stir. Sighing in frustration, the exhalation of breath hit her skin, blowing off the scent, which seemed to dance around my head, teasingly.

Groaning to myself in frustration, I stared up at the motionless gossamer curtains, and tried to mediate the battle between lust now brewing; the blood, and simple, emotional type.

How am I supposed to feel about the things I've done?
I don't know if I should stay or turn around and run
I know that I hurt you, things will never be the same
The only love I ever knew, I threw it all away

And I can feel you breathing
And it's keeping me awake
Can you feel it beating?
My heart's sinking like a weight

6 a.m. Pale light streamed in, reflecting subtly from my skin, and bathing Bella in its bluish-gold glow. Spending every minute with Bella was both an endless pleasure and torture.

It was absolute nirvana to hold her in my arms, to know that I wouldn’t have to leave in the morning before Charlie woke.

At the same time, it was a torture, all of this. All of Bella laying her, exposed, tempting me. Temptation was a wicked thing. Humans believed in Adam and Eve, and sins of the flesh, the temptation of the apple. Bella’s flesh was tempting me much in the way I believe they had been tempted. Wanting to devour the forbidden fruit, wanting to bite down, and taste the flesh, feel the sweet juices in my mouth,

For the millionth time that night, venom welled up, and I wadded the sheets in my hands, listening to the tearing of the expensive silk. Esme wouldn’t like that, but I think she would like having Bella ripped to pieces on her bed even less.

I worked to block off all trains of thought by picking feathers from Bella’s hair. It was a distraction-for now.

I can feel you breathing
It's keeping me awake
Could you stop my heart? It's always beating.
Sinking like a weight

Finally, after endless hours, Bella stirred, waking. Her movements stirred the air, refreshing her scent all around me. I stroked her back, deliberately looking anywhere but her and her bruises. Bella’s hands tenderly stroked my chest.

Bella chuckled to herself, and that temporarily put a hitch in my worry.

What’s funny?”, I asked, confused at how she could giggle when covered in bruises.

You just can’t escape being human for very long.” Bella replied, with another laugh.

Too bad I could never go back to it. Then maybe I would have never hurt her. Staring at the canopy, I made up my mind.

Yes, I wouldn’t touch my wife again; until we were equals.