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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We watched as Wesley and Buttercup kissed during the ending of The Princess Bride, listening to the man speak as they did. Bella was smiling at the outcome of the movie. This was the second movie we watched. The sun had just set and Alice, Bella, and I were settled into the couch. Now Bella and I were both wrapped in the blanket with some between us so she wouldn’t get chilled.
“Well, Bella, was there something else you wanted to watch?” She looked over at us for the first time and realized how close we were. Alice was the only one of us who truly got so absorbed in a movie. She only notices something else if someone speaks or she has a vision.
Aaaaawwww! She thought. I rolled my eyes at her, but for some reason liked her reaction.
“Um, Alice, I really don’t know many movies,” Bella replied, blushing. Of courseshe doesn’t, I thought. I shot a glare at my favorite sister. The blush on Bella’s face was endearing, but it meant discomfort.
“Well, you look pretty content there, so do you want me to put in another?” Bella blushed 5 shades of red – I didn’t think that was possible – and nodded. I wasn’t really listening to my family’s thoughts so when Emmett came up he caught us both by surprise.
“Hi, Bella, Ed!” Emmett was in front of us before we could blink. Bella squeaked and hid behind me. She enveloped herself in covers.
Woops, he thought. Yes, he scares the small, already-frightened girl I held, and he thinks woops.
I was afraid I was going to crush her. There wasn’t any space between her body and my back; she was completely up against me. There were four directions I could move and Bella blocked two of them. So my options were to slide off of the couch, or lay my body down beside her. Considering the fact that if I moved anywhere near Emmett I would probably hit him – hard – and Bella was holding tight to my waist, I decided I’d lie down.
Bella immediately popped up to see what I was doing when I began to lower myself next to her. She stared at me with wide, scared, beautiful eyes. I just smiled at her.
“Just my brother, Emmett,” I told her and turned to said brother. “Who truly needs to calm himself down.” My tone was calm, but threatening. Bella was practically laying on top of me, now. She looked at me just to make sure he was okay. That he wasn’t a threat to us. I put a protective arm around her.
“Yeesh, Edward, you can’t keep her all to yourself! At least let me talk to my little sister.” Of course he already thought her a sister. Emmett was one to jump the gun.
Part of me was glad. She’d have another protector, and with my brother and I watching over her, she would never be harmed – or even approached if she didn’t wish to be. She’d be safe. She’d be happy.
Another part of me wanted her to myself. The feeling was getting to me, and I finally figured out what in the world was going on. What I was feeling about her growing relationship with my sister, and the possibility of a friendship with my brother. Emmett was right. I couldn’t keep her all to myself.
And for that reason, I was jealous. Jealous! I shouldn’t be. This was my family. And so I breathed in a swallow of her scent, and answered Emmett.
“I’m not trying to keep her to myself.” I never said I didn’t want to. Alice raised an eyebrow at me. Jasper had obviously told on me. I’ll remember that. “But you’ll have to calm down. For everybody’s sake. Please.”
He rolled his eyes. “Fine,” he sighed. He walked casually towards us. Bella whimpered and grasped me tighter.
“Don’t worry, Bella.” She looked up at me. “Emmett is really an accident waiting to happen, but he would never hurt you purposely. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.” My whispered words blew a few pieces of her. She had that far-away look back in her eyes as she gazed at me. I, once again, was utterly amazed by her eyes. I dove further and further inside of them, it seems, and they gave no hint of what her mind held. They only swam with the depths of her innocence and . . . .
Those eyes should not be on the face of a young woman. I couldn’t hear her mind, but as I explored her eyes I found what only could be experience, bravery, and knowledge. I knew she was scared, now, but she had more reason to be here than anywhere else. It was her natural instincts, along with the fact that Emmett had materialized in front of her. My brother was, naturally, a scary man. He could intimidate almost anyone, given his size. This did not help the fact that Bella was already supposed to fear us. It was, by all means, natural.
Then why did she take such a liking to me? The way she acted around my family members should be the exact way she should react to me. I was more dangerous to her than I was to anyone else.
Bella sat up beside me, though barely having the room to do so, and reached her hand out. My brother smiled at her timid formalities and shook her hand gently. She looked at his hand as it covered hers and seemed to study it. She then looked where my hands were folded neatly on my chest. Ah, so she was comparing. I could see why she didn’t flinch now; she was used to my cold touch.
“I’m Emmett Cullen, Edward’s brother.” He surprised me sometimes. He could be so loud and boisterous at times, and yet be so gentle when need be.
Then it was Bella’s turn to surprise me.
“Isabella Marie Swan,” she said smoothly and almost proudly. She held her head high for the first time since I’d seen her. I smiled, and sat up, giving her more room to move.
“Nice to meet you Isabella. Or Bella?” he questioned.
She smiled. “Bella.”
“Would you like to meet the rest of my family, Bella?” I asked. It was better to do it now, when she had built up so much confidence. But I didn’t want to push her too far. It was solely her choice. She debated for a moment before answering.
“Yes, please.” I was proud of her.
“Esme, will you please gather the family?” I said quite loudly. There was no reason to other than for Bella’s sake. She had no idea what we were for we had yet to tell her.
I paused. Would we tell her? It seemed only fair to her, but I didn’t want her to think of me as a monster. That was the last thing I wanted. She would never trust me again. She would run away, screaming in terror as she did so. Would I stop her? No. I couldn’t condemn her to a life by a monster’s side. She deserved a normal, human life.
I heard through everyone’s thoughts that they were coming. Most were very excited to officially meet Bella. Then there was Rosalie . . . .
Bella looked up as my family entered the living room. Her eyes widened – how many times has this happened? – as they descended the stairs. Her mysterious mind would be the death of me, I swear it would. Esme came first, holding Carlisle’s hand.
“Hello, Bella,” Esme said quietly. She kept a slight distance, though, probably not trying to scare her with her presence. Esme was always thinking of others. I smiled at her.
I just want her to be happy, she thought.
“Bella,” Carlisle almost whispered, holding out his hand. Bella reached out and grasped his hand to shake it. I wondered how she was holding up.
She’s doing shockingly well, Jasper thought, as if he could read my mind. But my brother was not answering my thought at all; instead he was rolling it around in his own mind. He didn’t know how she could be so calm at such a time. Although she did not know what we were, most humans keep a distance from us. It was an instinct, an subconscious warning. Bella seemed to be an exception.
Jasper walked up and said a quiet hello to Bella before stepping away. I gave him a warning glance. He was to keep his distance from her. Alice growled quietly at me.
He’s doing exceptionally well, Edward! Don’t pester him! I growled back at her. I wasn’t going to take the chance.
Edward. Esme hated it when we bickered.
It was then Rosalie’s turn. She kept asking me why she had to do this through her thoughts. Apparently Esme had to make her come down. She wasn’t doing this willingly.
Rosalie and I had never truly seen eye to eye. I had insulted her the very first time she heard me speak. Not intentionally, but that didn’t matter to her. Since then we were usually caught in some type of sibling rivalry.
She nodded in Bella’s direction, while shooting her a glare. Bella seemed to unconsciously lean in my direction. That made me smile. Questions flew in my mind, but they were not my own. My family was wondering what I was so happy about. I was brought out of my thoughts by Bella’s voice.
“You have a lovely home. I can’t thank you enough for letting me stay.” She blushed furiously then, setting my throat aflame. Her lower lip was jutting out and trembling. She caught me out of the corner of her eyes. I reached around her to grab the tangled blanket and wrap it around her. I wished I could do something to make her more comfortable.
An idea struck me.
“I’ll be right back,” I told her. She was wrapped up in the blanket so she couldn’t grab me as I left. Seeing her panic, Alice and Emmett sat on either side of her. I smiled as I rushed as fast as – humanly – possible up the stairs.
When I reached my destination, my room, I ran over to my couch and grabbed what was sitting on it – my laptop – and raced back to the living room.
I smiled at Bella. Her eyes were still wild with panic. I walked around the couch to find that Emmett had chosen my spot. My spot. Next to Bella. My brother smiled up at me. He had no intention of going anywhere.
He taunted me with his thoughts a growl once again escaped my lips; this one was loud enough for human ears. My Bella gasped, recognizing the sound. She had been here for only a few weeks, and known me for only two days, and I finally realized how much she had begun to trust me.
She bawled. I gaped.
I had scared her! Emmett’s taunting immediately stopped. He turned to her and tried to comfort the girl, but she swatted him away. That probably hurt her. Alice tried, too but nothing changed. She was terrified. We were surrounding her.
When all else failed, I tried.
“Bella, I’m so sorry, I never meant –“ She ran from me. Tripping, she ran up the stairs and to her room. I could hear the click of the lock.
I could hear the springs on the bed as she jumped onto it.
I could hear her comforter as she dove under it.
I could hear her sob for the pain and fear I had caused.
And I wept along with her.
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