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Your Future Awaits

Summary:
bannerThank you to the wonderful Oh, Mike how will I go on for this Perfect Banner!!! Go read her stories! Bella feels a strong pull towards the Czech Republic, always dreaming of a strange man on the Charles bridge that she can never reach. So when she graduates high school and gets a mysterious letter stating that her tuition to go to university in Prague has been taken care of, she follows fate towards her destiny. But once there, will she finally unravel her mysterious dreams and the stranger within, or the danger lurking beneath them? AU and yes this is a BxE, but with a few twists along the way... Rated Adult for Lemon's in the end.


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8. Vampire=Edward?

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BPOV

“What the hell?!” I asked utterly confused at the exchange that just took place.

“Bella, calm down. I know you’re upset and confused, but just calm down.” Edward tried to soothe me. It wasn’t working.

“No, what was that?!? I asked motioning to my now ruined door frame. “He was shaking, and he bent my door frame, and he…he called you bloodsuckers!” I was freaking out; this was a lot to handle before 2pm.

“I know you want answers Bella, but I’m not sure that you’re ready for them.” Edward said a flash of hurt and pain in his face. I don’t know why, but I felt my stomach twisting at the sight of his pain. But why would this be painful for him, he wasn’t the one that freakishly destroyed my door?

“Edward… please tell me…what’s wrong? What’s wrong with Axton? Why was he shaking and warning me about you? How could he be strong enough to bend a solid wooden door frame?” I asked quietly, almost as if trying to pry the information from a 1st grader.

“Bella, I…I can’t tell you that.” He whispered, looking at me through hooded eyes.

“Why?” I asked, taking a step forward till there were only a couple inches separating us. He seemed hesitant at our sudden closeness and tried to back up, but I only took another step forward until he was cornered against the wall. “How is he so strong?”

“I don’t know if you’re ready for the truth Bella.” Edward said miserably. He couldn’t even look me in the eye, and it broke my heart to see him with such obvious misery on his features. It shocked me at how I cared for him so deeply, even though I’d only just met him; it was as if his pain were my pain.

“Edward, look at me.” I whispered, touching his cheek and moving it so that he could look me in the eye. “I don’t know why you think that I can’t handle what ever it is you’re keeping from me, but if you feel at least a tiny sliver of what I feel for you, then we have to talk about this. I can’t believe I’m saying this…but I…I feel connected to you somehow. I feel like I can’t breathe when you’re not near me, like I’m not complete. My entire life I’ve always felt like I’ve been missing something, searching for something to make me whole, and I think I’ve finally found what I was supposed to… I found you. You make me feel complete Edward, like I can do anything. I don’t think it was just by chance that we met; I think it was greater than that, I think that maybe…maybe we were made for each other. I know that sounds completely cheesy and girly, but honestly, it feels that way sometimes.” I said, sheepishly. If we were going to try and make this work, I needed him to know that I could handle the good and the bad, and wouldn’t run. I looked into his eyes to gauge his reaction. He was staring at me and I could see several different emotions flicker across his face; bewilderment, grief, longing, understanding, and lastly, resignation. I knew he was ready to tell me.

“Bella…” he whispered hoarsely. “Let’s sit down.” He said, leading me to my couch. “I need to know one thing first before I begin.”

“Okay?” I asked, motioning for him to continue.

“This is going to sound crazy but I need to know one final thing before I involve you any further with our lives. Do you…Love me?” he asked seriously. I was taken aback, surprised that he would be so bold and ask me that. But did I love him? I had thought about if my feelings had ran so deep, but thought I was crazy considering we’ve known each other technically less than a week, but it felt so much longer to me. He’s been in my dreams for as long as I could remember, but I’ve never told him that, and the minute I saw him standing in the park, I felt like I would never need anything ever again. He made me feel whole. But was it love? Could I survive if I let him walk out my door and never look back?

“Yes… I love you Edward.” I breathed. Terrified of how he would react. Maybe it was a trick; maybe he didn’t want me to love him.

“How can you be sure Bella? How can you know that you love me?? For Christ sake, you’ve only just met me!” he said frustrated.

“You asked!” I said, sounding like a 5th grader.

“But I need to know why? Is it because of my looks, my money, my family? What is it?” he said, angering me.

“Honestly, do you really think I’m that shallow?” I said, causing him to flinch. “You want to know why Edward, I’ll tell you why… It’s because as crazy as it sounds, I feel like I’ve known you so much longer than this one week. You’ve been in my dreams for as long as I can remember, and the minute I saw you standing in the park, I felt like I would never need anything ever again. You made me feel whole Edward. And I can see you looking at me like I’m crazy, and it’s probably because I told you about my dream, but it’s true. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve dreamt about this place, Prague specifically, and would sometimes dream about waiting on Charles Bridge for something, but I never knew what it was. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized I wasn’t waiting for something, but rather someone. And that someone would always become a bit clearer as each dream past, but I never fully saw the man. It wasn’t until I saw you in the park last week that I felt a wave of familiarity wash over me and I realized that it’s always been you, I’ve always been waiting for you! I know it sounds ridiculous, but it’s the truth. If you think I’m crazy, you’re welcome to leave, I just needed you to know before you walk out that door and probably never come back.” I said, letting out a breath I was hardly aware of holding. I looked to my folded hands that were placed in my lap, not wanting to watch him run out of my apartment, no doubt because of my foolish confessions. But instead of running, he placed his hands over mine and held them. He slowly took my left hand and lifted it to his lips, lightly brushing his lips upon it. Just as delicately he placed it back on my lap.

“I don’t think you’re crazy. Foolish maybe, but not crazy. I just needed to know how you felt before I involved you any further.” He said sitting back on the sofa. I took this as a sign that this would be a long talk. I was still a bit shaken after my confession, and I think he could sense that, so he began his story lightly.

“What is your favorite scary movie Bella?” He asked. “I promise there’s a point to this.”

“Um… Dracula, definitely.” I said, trying to relax my nerves.

“Are you afraid of Dracula?” He asked his eyes guarded.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because he’s just a character in a movie.”

“Really? You’re seriously going to be rational now? Play along, pretend he’s real. Would you be afraid of him?” He asked.

“Probably a little.”

“Okay, would you be afraid because he kills people or because he’s a vampire.”

“Aren’t they the same thing?”

“Not exactly… What if he was a vampire that chose to go against his nature and not kill people, would be afraid of him then?”

“I guess not. I guess if someone is put in a bad situation in life that they never chose, they would have to make the most out of it. Hypothetically speaking, if I were Dracula and I went against my own nature and became good, I would be pretty upset at the townsfolk if they assumed that just because I was a vampire I was a killer, even though I chose not to be. Does that make any kind of sense?” I asked, laughing at my confusing explanation.

“I get what you’re saying. So hypothetically speaking, you would accept me if I were, say… a vampire?” he asked, his eyes asking so much more.

“Edward, I thought you said you had a point to these questions?” I said, tired of his odd questions. I wanted to know about what happened to Axton, and why he was warning me about Edward and his family. Just then, something Axton said earlier came back into my mind. He called the Cullen’s bloodsuckers. Bloodsuckers.OhmyfreakinggodwhatishappeningwhatisEdwardtryingtosayisheavampire?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? I was a having a mental breakdown, oh my god this is not happening.

“Why did Axton call you bloodsuckers?” I asked, fearing the answer.

“Because my family and I are…we are…Vampires.” He said quietly, yet loud enough for me to be positive of what he just said. “If you want me to leave, all you have to say is go, and you’ll never have to see or hear of me again.” He said, begging me with his eyes to understand.

“You…your vampires? Are you like really vampires or just one of those weird groups that drink blood for health reasons?” I asked, still surprised and in shock at his revelation. He chuckled darkly.

“Well, both. Vampires need blood to survive, that is the whole idea.”

“Ha ha, very funny. Be serious… you’re really a vampire?” I asked. I was beginning to come over the shock and become interested in this new development.

“How can you be so calm about this? I thought you’d be screaming by now.” He asked, utterly shocked at my understanding.

“Well, to be honest, I’m not completely calm, I’m still freaking out in the inside. But I’m not afraid of you. If you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already. You’ve had plenty of chances. I’m just curious now, I want to know everything.” I said, eager for more.

“You amaze me, you really are a wonderful creature.” He said.

“Just what ever girl wants to hear, that she’s a creature.” I said wistfully, smiling at him. “Just kidding, go on.”

“What do you want to know?” he asked.

“Are you alive?”

“How else would you be able to talk to me? I’m not imaginary.”

“Okay, more specifically, do you have a heartbeat Mr. Avoider-of-questions?”

“…No.”

“Interesting… do you drink blood?”

“Yes, obviously. But you should know, my family and I don’t drink human blood, we only sustain ourselves on animal blood. However, it is still hard for us to control our thirst for humans. It’s not like we can drink a little bit of blood and be okay, it’s a constant thirst, stronger for some to handle. It’s incredibly hard for me to be with you right now for instance. I need you to understand the full seriousness and danger your in Bella. If I were to slip, it could be disastrous, even fatal. We always battle the bloodlust; it will never go away, no matter how much we drink. I guess the older we are, the easier it gets to control, but that’s not always true.” He explained.

“You seem to handle it pretty well. How old are you?”

“About 103 give or take.”

“Whoa, cradle robber.” I said, trying to lift the mood.

“Technically speaking, I’m 17, which makes you a cougar.” He joked.

“Touché. Can you sleep?”

“Nope. And we don’t sleep in coffins either, if you were about to ask that.”

“That would have been creepy. Do you have super strength?”

“Yup, and super speed. I guess you could say I’m kind of like superman.” He said, puffing out his chest. We couldn’t help but laugh.

“Can you fly?”

“No, and I wont turn into a bat either.”

“Damn and I thought that would have been a little bit cool. Okay, so if you’re a vampire, does that mean that Axton is one too?” I asked.

“No, he’s not.”

“Then what is he? He seems to really hate you all.”

“He’s a shape shifter. We don’t really know the dynamics of a shape shifter, but we do know that for everything there is a counter part.”

“Like salt and pepper?”

“Something like that. There is an opposite of everything. Carlisle thinks that shape shifters only exist because we do; they’re the only things that can harm us. I’ve heard of men that can shift into lions, eagles, bears, panthers, so many things. I’ve even seen one turn into a wolf once.” He mused.

“So Axton is your arch nemesis?”

“Technically speaking, we should be the bad guys, but we don’t want to be, so we’ve sworn off human blood and have gone vegetarian, as we like to call it, but it’s a shape shifters natural instinct not to trust us. We can’t exactly blame them; there are others of our kind that have tried to extinguish them. But Axton is a special case, one in which we’ll discuss another time. I think you’ve had enough big news for today. Besides Alice wanted me to bring you by the house, if your willing.” He said, with his dazzling crooked smile that I couldn’t refuse.

“As long as you promise to tell me about Axton later, I’ll go willingly.” I said smiling at him. I took his hand in mine and rose from the couch, leading the way to the door. We walked out side, Edward closing the door behind him and locking what was left of the lock. He turned around toward me and pulled me close, knocking the breath out of me. I stumbled into him, my hands resting on his stone cold hard chest. I looked up into his face, his fingers softly tracing my cheek, down to my jaw, resting lightly on my neck.

“Bella…just so you know… I love you too.” And with that, Edward Cullen, the center of my universe, kissed me so passionately, he made me forget that he was, in fact, a vampire.

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EPOV

“I don’t know if you’re ready for the truth Bella.” I couldn’t look her in the eye, knowing full well the amount of confusion, danger, and horror. I was about to unravel. She would never know how much this hurt, for me to endanger her and allow her to know our secret. But since I was not willing to live without her, I either had to face the decision to watch her die young, or change her before she be fell that fate…and I couldn’t fathom eternity without her.

“Edward, look at me.” She whispered, touching my cheek with her warm fingers so that she could look me in the eye. “I don’t know why you think that I can’t handle what ever it is you’re keeping from me, but if you feel at least a tiny sliver of what I feel for you, then we have to talk about this. I can’t believe I’m saying this…but I…I feel connected to you somehow. I feel like I can’t breathe when you’re not near me, like I’m not complete. My entire life I’ve always felt like I’ve been missing something, searching for something to make me whole, and I think I’ve finally found what I was supposed to… I found you. You make me feel complete Edward, like I can do anything. I don’t think it was just by chance that we met; I think it was greater than that, I think that maybe…maybe we were made for each other. I know that sounds completely cheesy and girly, but honestly, it feels that way sometimes.”

I couldn’t believe what she was saying. There was absolutely no way that she could feel for me the way that I felt for her. I so longed for her to love me, the way I do her, but it was impossible, she barely met me, how could she? Her mind was a mystery to me; there was no way to know if the way she felt was true, or if it was all due to the façade that came along with being a vampire. I needed to know, before there was no turning back.

“Bella…” I whispered hoarsely. “Let’s sit down. I need to know one thing first before I begin.”

“Okay?”

“This is going to sound crazy but I need to know one final thing before I involve you any further with our lives. Do you…Love me?” I asked seriously. She was obviously taken aback at my boldness, but there was no other way around the question. It needed to be delivered bluntly. She pondered over the question, and I patiently sat for 5 minutes as she thought. I wanted her to say yes, that she loved me. But a part of myself hoped that she would say no, praying that I would not damn her. But she surprised me yet again, as always, with her answer.

“Yes… I love you Edward.” She breathed. She seemed terrified when she said it, and I hoped she hadn’t only said it because it was what she thought Iwanted to hear. It was impossible for her to fall in love with me within such short of time, she was absurd!

“How can you be sure Bella? How can you know that you love me?? For Christ sake, you’ve only just met me!” I needed to know that she was telling me the truth, that I wasn’t about to damn her soul for nothing.

“You asked!” She said, sounding like a 5th grader. I almost chuckled, but refrained.

“But I need to know why? Is it because of my looks, my money, my family? What is it?” I didn’t believe her to be this shallow, but since her mind was still a mystery, I had to ask.

“Honestly, do you really think I’m that shallow?” She asked, causing me to flinch. I knew I shouldn’t have asked that. “You want to know why Edward, I’ll tell you why… It’s because as crazy as it sounds, I feel like I’ve known you so much longer than this one week. You’ve been in my dreams for as long as I can remember, and the minute I saw you standing in the park, I felt like I would never need anything ever again. You made me feel whole Edward. And I can see you looking at me like I’m crazy, and it’s probably because I told you about my dream, but it’s true. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve dreamt about this place, Prague specifically, and would sometimes dream about waiting on Charles Bridge for something, but I never knew what it was. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized I wasn’t waiting for something, but rather someone. And that someone would always become a bit clearer as each dream past, but I never fully saw the man. It wasn’t until I saw you in the park last week that I felt a wave of familiarity wash over me and I realized that it’s always been you, I’ve always been waiting for you! I know it sounds ridiculous, but it’s the truth. If you think I’m crazy, you’re welcome to leave, I just needed you to know before you walk out that door and probably never come back.”

She loved me. She really did love me. The way she described her feelings, the first time having met me, I recognized them within myself. The first time I met her, I knew there would never be anyone else; she was my everything. I had always felt that love would never find me, like it had for my family, but here was this beautiful creature before me, and I couldn’t deny that she was made for me. Everything about her called to me; her scent, her mind, her body. It all called to me. And not only was she made for me, but by her revelations, it seems she feels the same about me. Is it coincidence that the mystery man within her dreams would be me? I think not. However odd that I would be in her dreams with out having ever met her, I wouldn’t question them if they gave me her. She let out a ragged breath, and looked to her hands that were lightly resting on her lap. She seemed to be waiting for something, possible for me to speak. I placed my hands over her lovely ones and lifted her left hand and lifted it to my lips. I tenderly kissed her hand, making note within my mind that I would someday put my mothers ring on that delicate hand. I slowly placed her hand back on her lap, making eye contact with her as I spoke.

“I don’t think you’re crazy. Foolish maybe, but not crazy. I just needed to know how you felt before I involved you any further. What is your favorite scary movie Bella? I promise there’s a point to this.” I could see she was confused by question.

“Um… Dracula, definitely.” She said lightly. Ironic that was her favorite movie. I was hoping she would say something else, like maybe An American Werewolf in London or something, so that I could explain Axton first, then move on to the legend of Vampires, but I might as well get it over with.

“Are you afraid of Dracula?” I asked, afraid that she would scream at the end of this conversation.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because he’s just a character in a movie.”

“Really? You’re seriously going to be rational now? Play along, pretend he’s real. Would you be afraid of him?” Would she be afraid of me?

“Probably a little.”

“Okay, would you be afraid because he kills people or because he’s a vampire.”

“Aren’t they the same thing?”

“Not exactly… What if he was a vampire that chose to go against his nature and not kill people, would be afraid of him then?”

“I guess not. I guess if someone is put in a bad situation in life that they never chose, they would have to make the most out of it. Hypothetically speaking, if I were Dracula and I went against my own nature and became good, I would be pretty upset at the townsfolk if they assumed that just because I was a vampire I was a killer, even though I chose not to be. Does that make any kind of sense?” I understood what she was trying to say, however confusing it came out. It gave me hope that she would accept us…accept me.

“I get what you’re saying. So hypothetically speaking, you would accept me if I were, say… a vampire?” I asked.

“Edward, I thought you said you had a point to these questions?” She was becoming tired of my odd live of questions, probably thinking I was avoiding the subject. I slowly started to see her eyes light up, and I wondered what it was she was thinking. Maybe she finally guessed it, a part of me hoped that she wouldn’t.

“Why did Axton call you bloodsuckers?” Damn, she knows.

“Because my family and I are…we are…Vampires.” I said quietly, waiting for the screaming to begin. “If you want me to leave, all you have to say is go, and you’ll never have to see or hear of me again.” I begged her with my eyes to let me explain.

“You…your vampires? Are you like really vampires or just one of those weird groups that drink blood for health reasons?” The rational part of her brain wanted her to believe that we were a fanatical group that drank blood for health purposes, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well, both. Vampires need blood to survive, that is the whole idea.”

“Ha ha, very funny. Be serious… you’re really a vampire?” The tone her voice developed caught me off guard. She sounded more interested and intrigued rather than terrified and scared.

“How can you be so calm about this? I thought you’d be screaming by now.” I asked, utterly shocked at how understanding she could be about all this. She must be in shock… or crazy.

“Well, to be honest, I’m not completely calm, I’m still freaking out in the inside. But I’m not afraid of you. If you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already. You’ve had plenty of chances. I’m just curious now, I want to know everything.” She said eager for more. She was amazing, this woman was utterly unpredictable.

“You amaze me; you really are a wonderful creature.” I said.

“Just what ever girl wants to hear, that she’s a creature.” She said wistfully. “Just kidding, go on.”

“What do you want to know?” I asked.

“Are you alive?”

“How else would you be able to talk to me? I’m not imaginary.”

“Okay, more specifically, do you have a heartbeat Mr. Avoider-of-questions?”

“…No.” I was still afraid that realization would hit her and she would run screaming.

“Interesting… do you drink blood?”

“Yes, obviously. But you should know, my family and I don’t drink human blood, we only sustain ourselves on animal blood. However, it is still hard for us to control our thirst for humans. It’s not like we can drink a little bit of blood and be okay, it’s a constant thirst, stronger for some to handle. It’s incredibly hard for me to be with you right now for instance. I need you to understand the full seriousness and danger your in Bella. If I were to slip, it could be disastrous, even fatal. We always battle the bloodlust; it will never go away, no matter how much we drink. I guess the older we are, the easier it gets to control, but that’s not always true.” I needed her to know that she did not need to fear me. Of course her blood called to me stronger than anything else, but that was a fact that she did not need to know at the moment. I wanted her to trust me and not fear me, and telling her that she smelled delicious would not help.

“You seem to handle it pretty well. How old are you?” This was not a question I really wanted to answer.

“About 103 give or take.” I was hesitant to tell her that I would forever remain 17.

“Whoa, cradle robber.” She said, trying to lift the mood.

“Technically speaking, I’m 17, which makes you a cougar.” I joked. I hoped if I turned it into a joke, she wouldn’t be creeped out.

“Touché. Can you sleep?”

“Nope. And we don’t sleep in coffins either, if you were about to ask that.”

“That would have been creepy. Do you have super strength?” Did she think I was a superhero or something?

“Yup, and super speed. I guess you could say I’m kind of like superman.” I said, puffing out my chest, the way superman does in all the promotional posters I’ve seen.

“Can you fly?”

“No, and I wont turn into a bat either.” Although, if I could turn into a bat, I wouldn’t complain.

“Damn and I thought that would have been a little bit cool. Okay, so if you’re a vampire, does that mean that Axton is one too?”

“No, he’s not.”

“Then what is he? He seems to really hate you all.”

“He’s a shape shifter. We don’t really know the dynamics of a shape shifter, but we do know that for everything there is a counter part.”

“Like salt and pepper?”

“Something like that. There is an opposite of everything. Carlisle thinks that shape shifters only exist because we do; they’re the only things that can harm us. I’ve heard of men that can shift into lions, eagles, bears, panthers, so many things. I’ve even seen one turn into a wolf once.” Little did she know that she used to live within walking distance to shape shifters that were wolves.

“So Axton is your arch nemesis?”

“Technically speaking, we should be the bad guys, but we don’t want to be, so we’ve sworn off human blood and have gone vegetarian, as we like to call it, but it’s a shape shifters natural instinct not to trust us. We can’t exactly blame them; there are others of our kind that have tried to extinguish them. But Axton is a special case, one in which we’ll discuss another time. I think you’ve had enough big news for today. Besides Alice wanted me to bring you by the house, if you’re willing.” I asked, smiling at her.

“As long as you promise to tell me about Axton later, I’ll go willingly.” She took my hand in hers and rose from the couch, leading the way to the door. I closed the door and tried to salvage what was left of the lock, deciding that if anyone tried to break in, Alice would see it anyway. I turned around and pulled Bella close, knocking the breath out of her. She stumbled into my arms, her hands resting on my chest. My body caught fire with the sudden proximity. I hadn’t meant to cause her to fall into my arms; I had merely want to brush my fingers along the delicate curve of her cheek. But with mere inches separating us, my body gave into temptation. I looked down into her face, my fingers softly tracing her cheek, then down to my jaw, only to rest lightly on her neck.

“Bella…just so you know… I love you too.” And I kissed her with as much passion as I could give up without letting the bloodlust take over me. But rather than bloodlust take over my mind, it was another sort of lust that consumed me. I felt her heart beat quicken, her hands sliding up my arms to snake her fingers through my hair. With a sudden burst of strength, she pulled me even closer to her lips, crashing them to me after a quick intake of much needed air. Had it not been for the fact that my sister was expecting us, I may have never been able to move from that spot. However, I was not about to steal Bella’s virtue on her doorstep.

“Bella…we need to go. My sister…she’s waiting…unfortunately.” I managed to say. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the frown she had at the reminder.

“Fine… Damn Pixie.” She grumbled as we walked to my car.