Tulips Bloom to See Your Beauty, Boo
It's been years since Renesmee Cullen, Jacob Black, Seth Clearwater, Chimalis Evenson, and their children were in Forks. They've moved around a lot ever since the Volturi incident. Now they're moving again. To Lima, Ohio. Nessie and Jacob's daughter Belle and her brother Billy go to McKinley High while Seth and Chi-chi's children, besides Joanni, go to Carmel High. Belle joins Glee, while Billy joins the football team. Seth and Chi-chi's daughter Joanni joins the Glee club also. All three imprint (Hint: Belle's imprint wears skinny jeans, Joanni's can't walk, and Billy's imprint is a black diva). The boys (and girl) they imprint on are all in Glee. Belle's imprint isn't even fully human! What happens when her life-long companion and Cullen-Black family matchmaker, Kara, turns out to be the ghost of her imprint's mother?
3. III: As Long As You're Mine
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Chapter 3: As Long As Your Mine
When I got home from Glee practice, I conked out on the couch. Half of my forced slumber was dreamless, but half way through, I started to have a strange dream that would question everything Burt had ever told me about his late wife.
I was in a big, lush meadow deep in a forest. I saw a burley, russet-skinned boy about my age, with midnight hair just like Belle's, but in a short buzz cut. He had nearly black, beady eyes. The boy had a tattoo on his right shoulder that looked like some Native American symbol or something. All he was wearing nothing but shorts and a backpack. He was talking to a woman that...looked just like Kurt.
"Hello, Jacob" the woman welcomed the boy.
"What do you want, Gaga?" Jacob responded with a loathing tone.
"Same thing I wanted last time" the woman answered.
Jacob hesitated, then said, "I cannot do what you want me to do, Glitter-Gloss. It's a sin that can never be forgiven, whether you want me to do it or not"
"It's the only way for me to find Kurt's true love"
Jacob then began breathing deeply, in and out, in and out, inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale.
"Jake...please" she begged, pouting her lips.
Then, I saw him reach into his bag and take out a gun, loaded with silver bullets. Then, I heard a gunshot.
I woke up with a start. I was on the floor. As I righted myself, I heard a creak on the staircase. I quietly hid behind the couch.
Then, Kurt entered the front entryway in a white polo shirt, black skinny jeans, and a matching fedora. He was holding a crimson tulip. He wasn't even halfway through the door before I realized what he was doing.
Kurt was sneaking out.
I came home as happy as ever. Joanni looked at me like I was covered in molding egg.
"Girl, what's up? You're acting like you imprinted on somebody" Joanni said bleakly, "Gasp, you imprinted on somebody! Details! I need details! Is he handsome?"
"Totally!" I moaned, thinking of Kurt's sweet, porcelain face.
"With enormous muscles? Or is he more my type?" Joanni prolonged.
"He has a more...feminine bone structure"
"What's his name?"
"Kurt" I sighed, leaning against the wall.
"Kurt...what? Last name! I told you details! Details, details, details!"
I paused, thinking about what I was going to say.
"Well..." I started, "if you...pronounced it...a certain way...you might say it‘s...Hummel"
"What'chu talkin' ‘bout, girl?" Joanni sassed, putting her hand on her hip.
Then, I heard the most enchanting soprano voice outside my window.
Kiss me too fiercely,
Hold me too tight,
I need help believing,
You're with me tonight.
I went over to look, and there was my Kurt, holding a red tulip (My favorite. Eeeep!), as beautiful as ever, and singing to me the most beautiful song in the world.
My wildest dreamings,
Could not foresee,
Lying beside you,
With you wanting me.
And just for this moment,
As long as you're mine,
I've lost all resistance,
And crossed some borderline.
And if it turns out,
It's over too fast,
I'll make every last moment last,
As long as you're mine.
I jumped from the balcony, landing on my feet. I ran and jumped into Kurt's arms, nearly toppling him over. He spun me around and kissed me, giving me that defying gravity feeling again. He is perfect in every way, and I love him so much, but there's just one problem...
Pixies and werewolves have been enemies since the vampires and werewolves made a truce...when my half-father imprinted on my mother as a newborn. The reason I say half-father is that...well...I have two dads actually. One is Jacob Black, the one that raised me, and hated me, and the other is my mother's lover, Aaron. I have Jacob's skin and hair, Mom's facial features, and the eyes of Aaron, making it clear that he's my dad too, along with Jacob. Mom left Jacob for Aaron, leaving him cruel and murderous.
There's nothing about that in the prophecy.
I have a brother named Billy who's Jacob's son all the way. He's older by a year. If he knew about Kurt and I, he would be all for it. He just wants me to be happy. Unlike other people in my family would be.
"Kurt!" I sighed into his neck, "What are you doing here?"
"You know I cannot stay away from you too long, my darling" he whispered, his lips and breath tenderly caressing my ear. He kissed my temple, causing me to blush, not that you could easily see it with my ugly russet skin tone. Kurt smiled his sweet, beautiful, picture-perfect smile that made me breathless every time.
"Singing Wicked?" I heard Joanni mutter, "What a Gaga!"
"Heard that!" Kurt and I voiced together. Our voices were always melodious and beautiful together, like two voices that were made to weave together like a braid. As if they belonged together, which we did.
I didn't know how long we stood there, kissing and embracing. I didn't care. I was content in Kurt's safe, loving arms that I could spend the rest of my life in. I looked up at his face. He seemed to be having the same thoughts as I am.
"Romeo" Kurt suddenly whispered.
"Romeo?" I questioned.
"Kurt Romeo Hummel" he said, "It's my real name. You're the first person I've ever told that too!"
Then, I asked a question that I've been dying to ask him. Something I have been feeling very self-conscious about.
"Have you loved anyone before me?"
Kurt paused, took deep breaths, and said, "Yes, but in comparison to the way I feel about you, I never truly loved them. Besides, none of them reciprocated those feelings"
"Would you have loved me if I were...you know...beautiful?"
He gawked at me, wide-eyed in disbelief.
"You are beautiful!" Kurt exclaimed, "Just the way you are"
"Seriously, Kurt, I'm really not" I said slowly, blushing scarlet, but, again, you would hardly tell against my ugly russet skin tone.
"Why don't you think you're beautiful?" Kurt asked seriously.
"Because...Everyone on my mother's side of the family had alabaster skin and yellow topaz eyes. I have terrible skin, I'm too scrawny, my lips are too full for my jaw line, and plus-"
He suddenly kissed my unevenly-proportioned lips. I kissed him back. Our kisses are always flawlessly long, thorough, and filled with warmth and love. Kurt pulled away, our foreheads touching, and said to me, "You're perfect"
I suddenly realized that Kurt and I hadn't let go of each other once since he got here. I also realized that I needed his kiss, I needed his warm, comforting, strong embrace, I needed to hear his bell-like voice in my ear, I needed his love, and, most importantly...
I needed him. Here. With me.
And the conclusion is...
I am absolutely, utterly, unconditionally, delightfully, wretchedly, deliriously, irrevocably, absurdly, and, most of all, dangerously in love with Kurt Romeo Hummel, and nothing will ever keep us apart. Not even some ridiculous fieud between our kinds.
"I love you, Kurt" Even though I've only known him a few days, it was still true.
"I love you, too, my Belle"
I'm his Belle. His.No one elses! His! His, his, his, his, his!
Lightning then struck, and I squealed and hugged Kurt tighter, tears dripping from my eyes. I hated lightning. It reminded me of the evil in the world around me, but, all those other times, I wasn't able to seek solace in my Kurt's strong, loving arms.
"Let's get you inside" Kurt said, cradling me in his arms like a little toddler. We continued our night blissfully.