Bella has become depressed after Edward's untimely departure.
2. Chapter 2: Heaven or Hell?
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So this is what being dead feels like... I mused. My body felt heavy and cold and unwilling to respond to the commands my brain sent to it. The pain had ceased both physically and emotionally and for that I was grateful, though there was an annoying tugging at my wrists. I thought for a moment. If this is Heaven, then why can't I move? It didn't matter. I was dead and there was nothing Edward could do about it. Finally that ungrateful jerk would feel the pain he put me through, if he even cared that is. I took a deep breath, surprised I even could being the corpse I was, but then again this was Heaven. Maybe it was Hell. I didn't care anymore.
The heaviness in my eyelids lessened and lessened as an angelic voice called my name in the distance. I listened intently as the voice got louder. Finally, I was able to open my eyes. I blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted to my surroundings. Everything was white, the walls, the chairs, everything except the random plants which were green. I knew it. I was in Heaven! I turned my head slightly to the side to look around. My vision was still blurry so I was only able to make out the shape of a dark figure beside me.
"God?" I croaked quietly, waiting for my eyes to focus.
A light chuckle emanated from the form, "Hardly Bella."
My eyes began to focus and I was slowly able to make out a pair of dark gold eyes, messy, yet perfect bronze hair, and a gorgeous smile. My eyes widened in horror as realization set in of what happened. The last thing I remember was Edward crashing through my window. He must have rescued me. I tried frantically to sit up as the tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.
"Easy now Bella. Don't push yourself," a soothing voice commanded from my other side. Carlisle.
"Edward!" I muttered angrily. I shook my head and managed to get into a sitting position. I turned to face those brilliant golden eye of Edward's, expecting some kind of relieved smile, but there wasn't one. Instead he looked at me, matching my angered gaze.
"What the hell do you think you were doing Bella?" he demanded, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
I looked down as the tears began to fall, "Like you care!"
I heard Carlisle leave the room before Edward grabbed my face and forced it to face his. "Isabella Marie Swan! How dare you say I don't care about you!"
"If you cared, then why'd you leave...?"
Edward was caught off guard. He jerked himself backwards and stared at me with hurt in his perfect eyes. I almost felt bad, but the memory of the past few months had heart wrenching effects. That was a time of pure hell, and I wasn't ready to forgive him for that.
"Bella," he whispered. He lunged forward and pulled me into a hug, "I am so sorry."
I couldn't help but burry my face in his shoulder and cling to him as my tears fell. I glanced at my wrists as I brought my arms up to hug him. They were bandaged nicely. I assumed Edward had taken me to Carlisle who stitched me up. Inwardly I was glad I hadn't died. Being held in his arms was a hundred times better than Heaven could ever be.
A few moments passed before a question came to mind. "Why did you come back?" I whispered.
He ran his fingers through my hair and pulled back to stare into my eyes with a solemn gaze. "Alice had a vision. Victoria is here."
I giggled softly, "I know. She's been after me for a while... if it weren't for Jacob and his pack, Laurent would have killed me already."
Edward growled. "Victoria has friends."
That I didn't know. I felt the color drain out of my face at the thought of Victoria and her friends killing me. Edward must have noticed, he pulled me into an even tighter, protective hug. Our time together passed in silence before it was interrupted by Alice running into the room, a frantic and distraught look covering her face.
"Edward!" she whimpered, "Jasper is gone!"
"What?!" Edward asked.
Alice's voice lowered to a whisper, "He's with... Victoria."