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The sharp breeze sent my body into shut down mode. I couldn’t move and, most importantly, I couldn’t breathe. My emotions were destroying my already broken body as I realized what had truly happened. Edward had left me again. His name brought new pain that I never imagined could exist.
I was a stupid girl; I knew that now. I was a stupid girl that actually thought he would stay with me. Why did I hope? That made me even more stupid. It was inevitable he would leave once more. There was a reason he left in the first place and that reason would never change; but I still couldn’t get my head around one thing.
Why did he come back?
Why didn’t he just leave me to die? Sure, Alice had probably seen what was to happen to me, but then if anyone would have came for me, it would have been her. He most certainly didn’t care whether I lived or died - he had his distractions. So why come back after all the pain he had caused me. Maybe he was guilty. That must be it, I decided. He only came back because of the guilt that perhaps nagged his brain. He must have felt that it was his fault and he didn’t want me on his conscience.
Then, a strange feeling buzzed within my heart, my brain. My body was telling me a strange theory and I suddenly had the urge to look up. Why did I want to look up? It was almost like something was there.
Look up Bella, my mind cooed.
No! Why?! Why should I? To see the place where Edwardonce stood, where he left me? I argued with myself.
I knew that I wouldn’t be able to take it if I looked up and saw the empty spot.
I shook my head, as if it refused my body’s strange idea. And then, as tears took over once again, blurring my vision; I felt something icy brush my cheek.
I gasped at the temperature. It was alive, probably a hand, I knew that. But could it possibly be…No, Bella. He left, you know that. You’re just imagining things.
So again, I refused to look up as silent tears rolled down my cheeks.
Suddenly, I felt it again - an ice cold hand brushing a tear away. I slowly brought my shuddering hand to my cheek and placed it over the mysterious hand. I jumped as an electric current passed through it. The hand caressed my knuckles and I felt my hopes growing as the seconds passed.
The hand then moved to below my chin and I quickly realized they wanted me to look up.
“Bella,” a voice murmured as I lifted my head to their waiting eyes. I recognized that voice, the voice I had wanted to hear for too long.
He was kneeling on the soaked sand, only inches away from me, still topless, gazing into my eyes. I couldn’t take my own sight away from his stunning face.
“Bella,” he whispered again.
“Oh, how I’ve missed those eyes,” he murmured, almost to himself.
What? He had missed my eyes, actually missed something about me. My cheeks burned with colour and I felt my heart stuttering inside me. A small smile played on his lips as he looked down to my heart. Damn, I had forgotten how I could embarrass myself so easily.
“And how I have missed that,” he said.
Edward sighed loudly and looked back into my eyes. He brushed a stray piece of chestnut hair behind my ear and my hand involuntarily latched onto his. I sighed in contentment as I shut my eyes and simply sat, enjoying the fact that I was touching him.
We sat like that for what seemed like hours before I realized what I was doing. My eyes flew open and I quickly let go of his hand. My cheeks flushed again at my stupidity.
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled.
He looked at me incredulously.
“You’re apologizing?” He asked in disbelief.
I nodded pathetically as I literally burst into tears. What was wrong with me? I couldn’t control my emotions anymore, maybe I was too broken now. I suddenly felt him next to me and his strong arm cuddled around my shaking body.
“Please, Bella, don’t cry,” he whispered into my ear. “Don’t cry. Bella, if anyone should be apologizing, it should be me. I’m so sorry. Soon, I’ll explain everything.”
I sniffed loudly and he pulled me further into him. I cuddled into him, basking in his heart-warming scent. He rubbed up and down my arms slowly, almost lovingly.
“And then you can do some explaining Bella. Oh, you’re freezing,” he murmured as he pulled me even closer to him.
I felt him smell into my hair and then continued talking.
“Don’t worry. I’ll sort everything out. But first, I think I should take you home,” he whispered, pain filling his voice slightly.
I couldn’t comprehend why he was in pain because at this moment, I felt none. I was in his protective arms at last, and right now - that’s all that mattered.
I was home.
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