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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes

Hindsight is 20/20, right? What if Bella knew the events of Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and the first portion of Breaking Dawn before they transpired? How would the story change? Would it stay the same. Thanks to MRSBellaCullenBlack for the amazingly wonderful banner! A Dream is a Wish your Heart Makees


10. Speeding Up While Trying to Reverse

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Driving home from the Newtons’ store, I had a hard time containing my excitement. It was invigorating to be one step closer to Edward. My, how I loved him! We were perfect for each other, and as soon as we agreed on this matter, the better off everyone would be.

I bounced into the house, and startled Charlie out of his basketball-watching stupor. “Oh, hey Bells. How was La Push?” He asked quizzically.

“It was great!” I enthused. “Actually, I ran into Billy’s son. He’s great.”

“Oh yeah, Jake is a good kid. Although, he doesn’t much take to fishing. Billy had such high hopes for him in that department. Oh well, can’t win ‘em all.” Charlie shook his head.

“Dinner will be ready soon, Dad. Let me just dump my stuff up in my room, and I’ll get right to it.”

“No hurry. It’s not even half time yet. Really good game tonight.” Charlie declared.

“Alright,” Still feeling like I had won a million dollars, I began to make tacos, taking especial care in cutting the tomatoes. I didn’t need a trip to the emergency room just because I was dreaming of Edward. Soon, I was calling Charlie to the table.

“Looks good, Bella…is something bothering you?” He asked suddenly.

My brow furrowed. What had given him that idea? “No. I’m great. Why do you ask?”

“You just seemed a little…different.”

“No, I just had a really great time at the beach with everyone. That’s all.”

“Well, I’m glad.” He smiled, and picked up his taco, effectively halting our conversation.

Falling asleep was harder than I would have expected. My body didn’t want to rest. It wanted to go outside and do cartwheels down the street. However, that would be quite stupid of me. My legs weren’t designed to go over my head, and I’d probably end up with a broken neck.

After cleaning the kitchen, doing laundry, and getting caught up on all of my homework assignments, I tried to fall asleep. After half an hour of staring at the patterns on my ceiling, I decided to take a shower to help calm my nerves. The hot water helped, and I tumbled into bed, completely exhausted.

After pleasant dreams of Edward, I woke up to an overcast, yet rainless morning sky. The giddiness had returned in force. I sat up, and thought for a few minutes. I already knew about vampire legends, and felt no inclination to Google them today. After breakfast and dressing, I felt like taking a walk in the woods.

Ambling down the trail next to my house, I stared up at the dew-covered trees, thinking about life, and love. I sat down on a fallen log, and tried to block out everything but the forest noises around me. I should do this more often. It really was relaxing.

Standing up as the first rain drops hit my face, I walked back inside the house. Heating up some cocoa, I spent the rest of the day doing my much-neglected housework, and finishing my Macbeth paper for English. Going to bed early, I slept well. My walk in the woods seemed to have calmed my nervous energy enough to sleep. My sudden relaxed state might also have had something to do with the fact that Edward had come back from his hunting trip and happened to be in my room, watching me sleep. Yes, that seemed likely. Two more days, and I would see him again.


Edward’s POV

Hunting with Emmett had been both exhilarating and unbearable. While watching Emmett catch a bear was always entertaining, I found myself dwelling upon my encounter with Bella Swan more than was healthy.

I kept replaying our lunch together in my head. Her mind’s silence made each syllable she uttered a mystery that needed unraveling. It was frustrating.

At first I had attributed my protective feelings toward her as having root in Alice’s attachment. My sister would have figuratively died if Bella had been hit by Tyler’s van. I chose to ignore the fact that a voice in my head…heart…had screamed, “Not her!”

Now, I wasn’t so sure. Lately, I found myself daydreaming about what it would feel like to hold her hand; to brush my fingertips across her cheek…it was all so terrifying and thrilling.

I loved the way she seemed to catch on to my little inside jokes. I felt as if she knew my true nature, but I knew she couldn’t because she wasn’t running away in horror. Bella was utterly perplexing.

Since Bella’s arrival, Alice had been quite secretive, and I often felt like she was keeping something from me. That was normal for Alice, but this was different.

All I knew was that Bella and I could never be. I was a vampire, and she deserved a human who could help her experience and normal life. I had to find a way to leave, but I didn’t think I was strong enough. Ah, the complications love causes…

“Edward, I smell bear a little south. Let’s go catch us some bear meat…I mean blood!” Emmett said excitedly.

Brought out of my ruminations, I replied, “Alright. Bear would be a nice palate cleanser. Surviving off of deer and elk can become quite dull.”

And with that we were off into the night. While running, I tried to dispel Bella’s sweet face from my thoughts. It didn’t work. Her lullaby I had composed less than twenty-four hours ago played in the back of my mind like music to a movie. I had it bad, and was afraid that it was too late to reverse the clock.