What if Bella moved back to Arizona to move on with her life? What if Alice sees a vision that takes her beloved away from her for all eternity? What if an unlikely enemy is creating an army, and the only thing stopping the impending doom is...a dress?? What if everything changes drastically and our favorite characters are thrown together to fix it? What happens then? I guess we'll find out... Its finished, but if you want a sequel, you have to request one :)
5. Chapter 5- EPOV and BPOV
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There she was, standing in the lobby of the hotel my family and I were currently staying in. She was 10 feet away from me, not realizing I was standing here staring at her. She was my Bella. Time did not change that fact. She was as beautiful as ever, maybe a little more tired looking though…But the question I couldn’t help but ask myself was ‘why was she here? And why did she have Maria’s dress on her arm? Just then she turned to me, seeing me for the first time since I had left her those months ago. The look of shock on her face was evident. But I couldn’t tell which hurt me more to see, the look of hurt or the way she was tumbling to the floor because she was fainting.
I quickly rushed to her side to catch her before she hit the marble floors, positive that no one saw how quickly I moved. Then just as stealthily, I carried her into the still open elevator, pressing the floor number we were going to as well. I cradled her in my arms, wanting this moment to last forever. It would have been much more precious had she been conscious however. I chuckled internally realizing that this was the second time I had caused her to faint. I took her into the hotel room my family and I shared, and placed her on the sofa.
Everyone thought were jumbled in my head, asking what Bella was doing here, had she been hurt, and why was she passed out. I barely noticed the smug undertone to Alice’s thoughts as she unconvincingly asked why Bella had Maria’s Dress. But none of that mattered to me. The only thing that mattered in this moment was that the love of my existence, my very being, was only inches from me, and she was waking up…
“Bella, are you alright? Bella, please answer me, Bella…” I heard a familiar voice whisper to me.
Oh no… I’ve finally done it! I’m crazy, mentally incompetent and delusional. I finally pushed my curiosity too far and have finally cracked. All I had hoped for was to see Alice, and just the sheer hope and longing for that moment has finally made my brain into jello. The moment I thought I had saw Him in the lobby, I felt my heart stutter and my stomach rip its hole open beyond the edges it’s been teetering lately. Then blackness enveloped my sight. Then the next thing I know, Edwards waking me up! I knew this would happen.
I threw my hands up to my face, covering my eyes, suddenly sobbing into them.
“I know you’re not real! This is just a figment of my twisted imagination and this is just another nightmare in my padded cell.” I said to myself.
“I think she’s lost it.” I heard Emmett whisper.
“She’s never been all there to begin with, considering she chose Edward.” Rosalie replied.
I opened one eye out from in between my fingers, taking in the scene before me. All of the Cullen’s were huddled around me… Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper toward the back of the group, Esme and Carlisle in front of them, Alice was leaning over the back of the sofa with concern over her tiny face… and Edward was on his knees only inches from my face with the most tortured look of pain clearly written on his features. I uncovered my face.
“Usually my imaginary Edwards are in much better moods,” I said quietly.
“That’s because I’m not an imaginary Edward.” He replied to me even quieter.
“Oh… well I don’t believe you.” I said defiantly.
With that said, the next few moments passed in a blur. He quickly pulled me up in a sitting position as leaned over me holding on to the back of the sofa, and kissed me more passionately than he ever had when we were in Forks. My hands made their way up to his shoulders before knotting themselves up in his hair. My breathing became erratic and I was gasping for air any chance that I was given. Surprisingly, I was not the only one getting carried away with this kiss. Edward slowly let one hand fall to my neck as he kissed me, tracing little designs on my skin. Then he let it drop to graze just over my ribcage, lower still to my waist, until he picked me up and we switch places. Somehow he managed to be the one sitting on the sofa, and I was now straddling him, our lips still locked.
The confusion of what just happened caused me to break the kiss, which was much needed since I need air. I looked into his eyes, which were black, and found the truth there. It wasn’t imaginary Edward, this was the real thing. The Edward that left me in the forest those months ago, saying he didn’t love me, was right before me. But I didn’t see hate there in his eyes, or want of distraction. I saw love, pure unadulterated love. And that love was for me. It was mine. In that moment I knew that he never meant what he had said in the forest, I knew it was only meant for my protection. I also knew that he loved me.
“I love you Bella,” he breathed.
“I know,” I said simply.
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