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*
8. I want to take your pain away
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She cried for hours until she finally slept. The sobs had exhausted her into an unconscious state.
Me? I had no relief. My guilt went nowhere. I didn't forget, it didn't fade, there was no pause.
And her frightened whines and whimpers taunted me, feeding a fire that was already burning strong.
At four o'clock in the morning, she awoke again. I heard when the tears started again. Throughout the night before, Alice, Esme, and the rest of the family had tried their absolute hardest to calm her. She would let no one comfort her. All she did was cry.
That's why what she said next surprised me so much.
“Edward,” she called. Her voice was hoarse and couldn't give a shout. But I heard it. But she didn't know that.
“Edward,” she said again, softly this time. Sobbing now, not calling. “Edward, Edward, Edward.”
I found myself at her door. As I opened it I saw Bella on her side, her body shaking with her fright and sadness. All I wanted to do was hold her. So I did.
I walked to her bedside and sat down, leaning over her trembling body. I held her softly, stroking her hair. She was lovely, even when she wept.
After a few minutes I ended up beside her, laying next to her. She had her arms around my neck, and her face buried in my neck. The blanket was between us, shielding most of her from my cold skin.
Her small cries hadn't ceased, but they had softened. I hummed her little lullaby to her, and it seemed to calm her.
She was so close! Almost every part of me loved it, while one part shrieked in pain and suffering. My throat was on fire, even though I had just hunted the day before. My imagination ran wild.
No! I breathed in her scent deeply and scolded myself for letting my control slip at all. I highly doubted I would have truly done anything, but I had let myself think of it, and I hated myself for it. How could I be so weak?
I rubbed her back softly.
. . . doesn't feel as lonely as she did before. Jasper thought loudly, trying to notify me. Amazing job, Edward. I knew Jasper was on edge about having a human in a house full of immortals. His Alice, in particular. He didn't want Alice to be hurt in any way, and he was afraid that if the Volturi found about this his wife would suffer horrible consequences.
I didn't blame him.
Perhaps, before, I would have. But I felt very protective of the girl in my arms, and it felt hypocritical to judge him for that. I would fight anyone for Bella's freedom and safety.
Even my own family.
Even so, Jasper was proud of me. He was older than me, and had a very hard time around humans. He knew the pain of wanting someone's blood. He knew I was suffering.
He was just proud that I was doing so well.
As was everyone else. Esme loved that I held onto Bella so tightly. She didn't know why – she seemed to block me from her mind each time I was near – but she loved it just the same.
I was so caught up in my own thoughts, so caught up in the feel of her against me, that I thought that nothing could break me out of the state I was in.
But I noticed when Bella began to place small, light kisses on my neck.
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