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The Power of Love

Summary:
Exactly how strong is the bond that Edward and Bella share? Join Bella and Edward as they embark on a journey where their love is challenged. Watch as Bella and Edwards' roads cross and divide. Can they each handle their mistakes? Will Edward abandon Bella or will their love survive the hardships life has to offer? This is set right after Edward leaves Bella in New Moon and begins with Bella in a deep depression.


Notes:
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in this story. This story is written for fun. I am an enthusiast and a fanatic of the lovely Stephenie Meyers. Also please be patient. This story is already written. The first 5 chapters are short; they are glimpses that help set up the story. As the story progressed it seems that the chapters get longer and longer. Also this story is told from various points of view. Each view will be posted to avoid confusion.


7. Trudging Along

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I left Sam and Jake in a hurry. They had been nothing but friendly however I could sense that something was off.

It had to have been me.

Besides their scent was far worse than I could have ever imagined. I truly believe that Jacob took care of me during my transformation simply because we had had a relationship. As children he had always been my friend. He looked out for me then as he looked out for me after Edward left as he looks out for me now.

But I won't need him to take care of me anymore. I am a big girl now.

In fact, I probably owe Jake a whole lot more gratitude than I have given him. All I did was badger him about how they could have the power to stop Victoria. I treated him like a stranger; after all that we had been through; after all that he's done for me. Jake has been there to comfort me in a way that I didn't know I could be comforted. I had tripped in a puddle and fallen into a pool of agony. After Edward left me a huge hole grew in my chest and Jacob helped to fill in the gaps. I remember Edward leaving and the lights going dim. I remember threats Charlie had made of taking me away from Forks. I remember how much that had snapped me back to reality, just long enough for me to scream "No!"

And I remember the fuss I made. I remember doing everything in my power to hang on to the thin thread of rope that life had thrown me. I remember risking my life and Jacob's multiple attempts to get me to smile. However what I remember most is the despair I felt when I was abandoned once more.

What is worse than falling? Getting up and falling harder than ever before.

I was grateful for the second chance that I now had. I can thank Jacob for that. I must also thank him for not killing me on the spot for being what I am. Once again my life has been saved due to him. But I couldn't stay. I could sense that Sam was doing his best to treat me as an individual. I had never been nice to him. I had thought he was the leader of some demonic cult. I had no idea he was the pack leader of the Protectors.

How could have I known?

Jacob's last words were running through my head.

"Bella, remember what he said when he left you. Remember what he did to you. Know that you are strong now. Make a good choice."

He hadn't told me not to go back to him. He basically told me to use caution. But that is exactly why I needed to see him. I had to know.

Why had he tried so hard to explain to me that he loved me? Why had he shown so much concern for me? Who was I too him? I was somebody.

That was for sure. And I wanted to know why he had left.

I deserved the truth.

But Jacob's words rang loud and clear and a decision needed to be made. I had to be strong. That was certain, because it was my choice if I would accept Edward back or not. I just had to know. I had to know that what we had was real.

If that wasn't love then what was the point of existing?

As I traveled through the forest, heading away from LaPush, I began to realize that my speed was increasing. The branches hit me as I ran by the blurred trees. I felt free, nothing could stop me. I felt invincible. I ran for a few hours with no real sense if I was heading in the right direction. I did my best to stay hidden in the forest. After a few hours, as I neared the outskirts of a town, a monster growl erupted in my throat. An amazing sensation burst out at my senses and I felt euphoric and "hungry".

Oh crap!! Blood. I was thirsty!

What was I too do? A sweet, freesia, fragrance enchanted my reason. I sprinted down the hill towards civilization and turned logic off. Already I could envision the sticky, hot liquid racing down my throat, coating my insides and enrichening my own senses.

Oh beautiful boiling blood. Where are you?

I came closer to the town and caught sight of a young little being playing in the sunset by her playhouse. She was singing to herself and dancing about her sandbox. I watched as her hair glistened in the last rays of light. I listened to the off beat tune she sung and leaned my head in her direction. I inhaled her wonderous scent and pictured my teeth caressing her neck, slowly sniffing the cusp of her throat...

What am I doing?

I shook my head and ran back towards the shade of the woods. I dropped to the ground, curling in a ball, shaking in hysteria.

I was mad!

A monster I was.

I had just considered taking the life of a poor innocent little girl.

I decided to walk back towards the stream. Perhaps a splash of cold water would help. I couldn't sit here for too long. If the wind shifted... if the breeze brought her scent my way...

who knows what I would do!

In distress I backed away from the now lighted village. I could no longer ignore the burning sensation in my throat. My mouth felt like cotton. I slipped in and out of reality. I kept picturing red. I couldn't breathe. (Not that I needed to take in air). My chest felt tight and I felt woozy.

I thought vampires were suppose to be strong and invulnerable?

I reached the stream and headed south staying close to the water. The cracking of branches and crinkling of leaves caused me to become real still. I peered up and saw in the distance the most beautiful creature that I have ever seen. Her eyes were a dark black, embedded in white oval rings. Her ears wiggled slightly, on alert, ready to catch any sort of danger. She stood silent and statue like for minutes before looking back down at the running water. She slowly reached forward and parted her lips taking in the rushing liquid into her mouth. Her legs were coated with white fur. Her chest held with pride, jutting out with great confidence. The doe that stood before was the most exquisite being that I had ever laid eyes on.

Oh what sweet ecstasy.

I prowled forward and waited for the precise moment to pounce. It was as if these graceful instincts had been inside me all along. I didn't second guess my ability to conquer this beast. Before I knew it I had her delicate neck in my jaw. I slowly bit down and practically moaned with pleasure at the taste of her elixir. She had tamed the wild beast within me. But soon the satisfaction that came with that first taste began to dissipate. It simply had not been enough.

I want some more.

I gathered what renewed strength I had acquired from this doe and began to hunt. All night I preyed upon small forest creatures until I came upon the king of the jungle, a ferocious mountain lion.

I was ready.

I looked him right in the eye. Without moving he stared straight at me probably questioning if I was edible or a threat. I chose to act then. I attacked him head on. He saw me coming, but had no idea what I was. He attempted to paw my head off as I soared through midair towards him. I smiled with deep joy as he roared loudly while I tore at his flesh with my bare teeth.

I never knew delight could be found in such violent actions.

But it didn't matter. This blood tasted much different from the rest. I could feel it rushing through my body. I felt it fulfill me in ways I could never understand.

This was it. The most climatic point. I could feel the victory of satiation rising in my throat. The culminating moment concluding my first and successful hunt. The old lion collapsed in my arms. I let him down slowly and sat down besides its drained carcass. His eyes wide open and lifeless staring back at me.

What had I done?

I felt exhilarated. I couldn't help it. I loved what had just happened to me. I hated it too. But as much as I regretted slaughtering an animal as worthy as the mighty lion or as quaint as the quiet doe I knew that I would do it again... in a heartbeat.

Could I continue to exist as this unnatural beast?

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The sun roared to life and my eyes fluttered open. I had been content with my memories of Bella. No matter how much I hoped to see my beautiful Bella I feared that something was not right.

Why now? Why only now had she decided to lead me to her.

She had been gone for so long and not a word.

What cause her to change her mind?

I loved her so and I trusted her with all my heart. But I couldn't help and wonder if this was some sort of trap. I looked over at Jasper. His face scrunched up in confusion. What is your malfunction!?!

"You are heading to see the love of your life and you cannot stop worrying."

What has got you all worked up?

Emmett looked over at me and frowned, "Boy she really has you all worked up. You leave Bella for her own good, you're miserable. She disappears to possibly move on with her own human life, you become even more depressed. She leaves you clues to where she has headed and you become a pile of mush. YOU ARE PITIFUL!"

I decked him right in the jaw. The car swerved and then Emmett slowly brought the car to a halt. He shifted into neutral and pulled the ebrake as he turned slowly but exageratedly towards me. He went to open his mouth, his mind a blank.

Bam!

I went flying towards the side window, my head breaking the glass, shattering it on the concrete below. I felt a sting reverberate through my head. I grinned. I know I had started it but... if he wanted to fight then I would fight. A raw sense of exhilaration filled me from within. Emmett saw the wicked smile plastered on my face and he unblocked his mind from me without even realizing it.

I am going to lean left and trick him... and then bend down and get him from below...

As Emmett leaned to the left I threw out another punch and attacked his right side immediately after. He never saw it coming. I hit him so hard he saw stars. Jasper let out a whoop from the back seat. I caught the evil glare in Emmett's eye and I slid out through the now open window. I ran around the car laughing and giggling like a school girl. All of sudden Emmett's anger disappeared. He no longer carried a speck of revenge. He looked over at Jasper and smirked.

"She really does have you all worked up. You better hope you get some!"

Jasper muttered something about Edward's moods being like a roller coaster. Emmett caught wind of that and hooted, "So true, brother!"

With that I pounced on Emmett with all my might. We both fell hard on the black asphalt. He caught himself and rolled over with such power I lost my balance. He got me good with a left hook but thought out the remaining of his punches and as I retaliated he laid down his king in defeat. Jasper finally stopped the altercation as he pulled my struggling body off of Emmett's wiggling torso. He was shaking now with rage. He had started to kick at me when he saw the look in my eye as I read his thoughts and decided to finally surrender.

Jasper and I chose to switch places. I laid comfortably in the backseat smiling in victory and relishing my encounter with Emmett. I could hear Emmett's mind brewing up ways to get even with me.

Although I had won this battle against my brother, it was nothing compared to the match I would have to face against Bella.

How would I be able to convince him that I was truly sorry for leaving her?

How would I be able to repay her for the time lost?

Could I exist without my sweet angel if she decided not take me back?

Would she open her arms to this hideous beast?

My beauty.

My Bella.