Bella's parents stay together until she's nine, then break up violently and full of hatred. It changed Bella. She hides her pain behind mascara...then she meets Edward.
WARNING:This story is as real life as possible... in other words...it might not have a compleate happy ending.
4. Chapter 4
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She hates me. She hates me. She hates me.
For good reason too. I was an ass, but I had to be. She asked too many questions. She noticed too much. She would have guessed. It was close today. It was my fault.
But I had to. She would have…died. Bella. Dead.
The very thought of that made me choke. She’s too beautiful, too innocent. She can’t die, I won’t let her.
And how do you propose to keep her alive forever?
I flinched. No not that. Bella, icy cold, hard, pale, damned. No, that’s worse. I’d simply have to follow her. After…
And I certainly don’t regret saving her life. How she could make such an accusation, is beyond me.
Why am I so protective over this one human?
It must be some sort of withdraw from something.
But I’m picturing forever with-
No. I’m not.
“Edward,” Alice said, “Earth to Edward.”
“What, Alice?” I said, mildly annoyed.
“It’s time to go,”
“Oh,” the comment was awkward. I walked slowly outside, Emmett joined Alice and I.
“Fair warning, Jasper’s pissed and Rose could rip your head off,” he said.
“Oh, don’t over ex-” Then as Jasper approached I was choked by this uncontainable rage. I wanted to just get up and hit-
“Easy!” Emmett yelled, holding me back, “God, Edward. You always had issues with your self control.”
“And your temper.” Alice chided.
“Thanks a bunch sis,” I hissed, climbing in the back seat of the expensive vehicle.
Go to hell you arrogant selfish asshole! Bastard! Dumbass! Rose thought heatedly.
I’ll have hell to pay for when I get home.
“EDWARD!” I yelled, jumping up and falling off my bed.
“Shit,” I muttered, climbing up and sitting on the window sill. I rubbed my ankle, trying to make the pins and needles go away.
In my dream it was dark, Edward was a slight light, but he was walking away, leaving me in the dark. I ran after him, called his name, reached as far as I could for him, but he never turned around, never acknowledged my existence, never cared, never listened, never was there, never noticed me…
I wanted to hit something. Stop it, Bella, your being childish. You did this when you were two. Renee’s voice hissed, I almost felt the smack of her hand coming down on my tiny, six-year-old head that day.
“Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT!” I yelled, hitting the window with enough force to hurt my hand, turning it red.
I went over and sat on my bed, burying my head in my hands and trying not to explode again.
Two cars crashed in the distance.
“Jasper, stop.” I said calmly, threateningly, cutting him off at the end of our driveway, “You will NOT hurt Bella because of my mistake.”
“Stay out of my way Edward. She should have died with the truck, I’ll only fix that. It’s your own fault.”
“Jasper.” I said firmly, “Don’t,” he shook his head and ran past me, I darted behind, ready to strike. He weaved, trying and failing to throw me off. Just at the end of Bella’s street I tackled him, holding him down as he tried to escape and bite me.
“Jasper, stop!” Alice begged, throwing her tiny frame down next to him, “Please, Jasper, please.”
That snapped him out of it, he rolled up, holding her close as she quietly sobbed into his chest.
“Alice, babe, calm down, it’s okay. I won’t fight Edward anymore, I swear.” He said, over and over again.
I sighed and went over to Bella’s window, just a reassurance that she’s there, safe. I peaked over and she was sitting on her bed, head in hands, and looking like she could cry and livid at the same time.
“DAMN IT!” she screamed, hitting the wall repeatedly, “I hate you, Edward, I hate you.” She whispered, over and over again. Her hand was red, she must have been hitting things before I came too.
It hurt when she said that, mainly because I knew I hurt her with my behavior at the hospital. I have to be nicer, I just have to.
Sighing, I walked back.
She calmed down, “Jasper, baby, you can’t hurt Bella.”
“Because,” she took a deep breath, “She will be my best friend…and Edward’s only love,”
“What?!” we both snapped.
Then I saw it, Bella and I kissing. And Alice and Bella with their arms around each other calmly, laughing and…
Bella and I kissing?! I’m I VAMPIRE! How can I endanger her like that?! How can I-a monster-be laying my filthy hands on her?! Bella?! Pure, gentle, angelic…
But the thought was so nice…
“Alice…” I said.
She slipped, for the briefest second, but it wasn’t missed, I saw.
“NO!” I yelled, clenching my hands and jaw. She can’t be a vampire…she can’t…
That’s when I realized-Alice is right: I do love Bella Swan.
There is no way this can end well.