Light in my Life
Bella is heartbroken, hurt, and tired of living her life. But change comes when she creates a bond with a stranger in the strange family that took her in. (Set in the time frame as Twilight, but in a complete alternate universe.)
Thanks for giving my story a chance! I appreciate it more than you know! I own a New Moon ring. I do not own Twilight. *sighs* Stephenie Meyer owns it. *sobs*
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Esme walked to the door slowly, opening it to reveal who in the world was out there. I was thoroughly confused. Who would be on our porch at such an hour? And why this house?
This was our second house. Our first was being repainted for the time being.
This is where we stayed at such times.
As my mind had wandered, distracted again, Esme had opened the door, bringing in new air from the outside. I breathed in the scent that came in through the door, and lost myself in it.
My mind registered that a fierce snarl had erupted, but only a part of it registered that it belonged to me. I lunged but Jasper, feeling what I was feeling, held me back, along with Alice, who had seen me attack the human.
My mind was everywhere at once. Divided in several places. I heard a whimper from outside. My mind argued as it watched several gruesome scenes play in Alice’s visions.
You heard her! She’s just a girl!
That blood! You shouldn’t deny yourself such a pleasure!
The rest of the family had noticed my rage as well and now Emmett had a strong hold on me with Jasper, Alice blanking from her visions. Carlisle was blocking the front exit, towards the girl while Esme comforted her. Rosalie was backed against a wall. No one had scene me like this.
No. Not no one. I was acting as if I was acting as if I was a newborn. Carlisle had seen me like this before.
I heard sobs coming from outside, from the girl I was so desperate to kill. She was so terrified. This sobered me a bit. Just enough to realize I needed to stop breathing.
Ah, but the taste was still on my tongue! My mind focused in on Alice’s visions.
I ripped my head backwards, injuring both of my brothers badly with my teeth. They screamed and Rosalie ran over to them. Carlisle seemed to be my next target. I was fast, and using all of my force and speed, slammed into him knocking him far into the forest across from us and creating a large BANG in the process. It was Esme’s turn to scream. I lunged for the girl who was crying hysterically. A grabbed her up off the ground and slammed her throat to my mouth as she screamed-
No! I couldn’t hurt my family!
I struggled in my brothers’ arms until it was almost too much for them. Carlisle had to join, and with my quick movements I jerked out of their hold after much effort, heading for my prey-
“EDWARD, STOP IT!” Alice was sobbing slightly and this sobered me more. No, I couldn’t – wouldn’t do this. I changed course. “Let him go,” Alice said, calming.
Jasper and Emmett looked at her like she was crazy for a moment, until she gave them a stern look and let me go.
Still without breathing, I ran from the house, my family, and the girl who could possibly ruin everything I’d worked so hard for. Out the back door I ran, straight into the woods surrounding most of the house, planning on slaughtering a few dozen animals.
They would never be enough. Not after that.
I was shaking horribly. The woman who had spoken sweet, comforting words to me – although they hadn’t worked, I still appreciated them – carried me up a long staircase and into an empty bedroom. I couldn’t help that I was still crying.
The woman set me down in the bed, tucking me into the warm covers. I rolled away from her. I respected the woman. I did not trust her.
“Please, please call if you need anything, sweetheart,” I heard her mumble as she turned off the light and closed the door behind her. I thought my sobs would keep me up all night. I was wrong.
I fell asleep quickly, exhaustion taking me into another world. Into a world where my mind pictured what kind of monsters could have made such a horrible sound.
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