New Moon - Edwards version
This was my favorite time of the day. Night—or at least the time when Bella was curled up against me, her hair sprawled out in curls looking like silk, inviting and tempting me to run my fingers through, against her pillow.
1. Chapter 1
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This was my favorite time of the day. Night-or at least the time when Bella was curled up against me, her hair sprawled out in curls looking like silk, inviting and tempting me to run my fingers through, against her pillow. Her warm soft lips parted slightly murmuring words into the silence.
This was my only chance to see a slight glimpse into the wonders of her mind. Her mind was utterly silent, to me at least. The only mind in the world I can't read. And while this infuriated and annoyed me to the brink of insanity it pleased her.
If I could, I'd give her the world. But the one thing I refuse to give her, the one exception to that rule, is the thing she wants most. Immortality or a better definition of that might be to become a vampire. Long ago I used to think it was the only thing she wanted, even more then me. But soon I learned to my enjoyment she wanted me more then immorality itself. I pondered that idea when last nights conversation rang through my head.
Alice had been sitting around the TV with the rest of us not really paying any attention to the horrible acting the actors were portraying, just thinking.
That's when the vision hit. The images were blurry as if they still hadn't been yet decided.
"Edward!" Alice's mental voice protested.
I had seen it to.
Bella was lying on the ground tears streaming down her soft cheeks. Curled up, hurt, and crying.
My instant reaction was to comfort her to somehow erase the pain. But what was strange was Alice had seen the vision through my point of view.
I frowned. That could never come true, I loved Bella.
"Edward," Carlisle demanded, "What did Alice see?"
I shook my head trying to find my voice.
"Bella," I manage to say, "She was hurt. Again, but this time I was there hurting her."
It wasn't right. For me to stay here, to keep risking her life- every second, every hour, I'm with her. I shook my head. It wasn't right.
And even though I'd gone over the conversation in my head again and again trying to convince myself she was better off if I had left. I couldn't make myself. I couldn't fathom enough strength to even imagine leaving her.
"Edward," Bella mumbled, frowning.
I smoothed her hair trying to comfort her.
She sighed moving closer to me, her head pressed up against my chest making my breath speed and that strange hunger reappear. She smiled and cooed, "I love you."
I almost though she was awake before she sighed and mummer on something about her grandmother.
My heart, if I would have had one, swelled. Kissing her forehead I decided it was time for me to go get ready. Today was a big day-Bella's birthday.
Sighing I shook my head. She hated today. Not only because today was the day that separated our age by one measly year, but Bella hated people paying attention to her - With the expectation of me, of course. I smiled. Most people would enjoy being given presents and having a day dedicated all to them. Then again, most people were smart enough to stay away from us.
Leaning down closer I whispered into her ear, not willing myself to breathe, "Happy Birthday." Before I threw myself out of her window and ran off into the trees.