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When all is lost, what is there to hope for? This is a twist two years after Edward leaves. What happens when a new guy arrives in Forks, a guy that makes Edward return?
“No! You have him mistaken for someone else, you...have...to...” My words felt foreign to me, as did my slumping body that melted into nothingness behind me. I felt my body hit hard as I fell, not able to stand upright. I couldn't describe my pain, my shock, my disbelief, nothing felt right, as if the whole world was off its orbit. I looked up to the stars and found none, nothing but a black mass of emptiness. My ears felt muffled as a strange shadowed figure came into view, his lips moving as if he were speaking, but I couldn't hear him.
“Ms. Swan, Bella, can you hear me?”
An alien...he didn't look quite right to me. Nothing looked right. I couldn't form words, even in my own head. Why is he looking at me like that, his eyes bulged, his mouth moving so fast that he carelessly spit as he spoke.
“Bella, breathe, you have to breathe for me. Everything will be alright, just breathe.”
“Officer Platt, maybe we should call the ambulance. She's taken it pretty hard.”
The lights were so bright that it hurt my eyes. I wanted to cover my eyes, but I couldn't perform that simple task because I couldn't feel my arms or anything else for that matter. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I feel anything? I was beginning to lose focus of the pretty lights. Where was my dad? Why wasn't he here to help me? Surely he must have heard something was wrong with my limbs. Did I get hit by a car or something? It wouldn't be the first time, I suppose. I could barely hear the voices around me, and I tried my best to listen to them so I could find out what had happened to me.
“Oh no…! You shouldn't have told her like this, not after that family just dumped her the way they did. You should have had Billy Black come to tell her,” Adele, Bella's neighbor, scoffed the officer.
“We are to tell the next of kin, ma’am. There isn't anything else we could have done in this situation,” Officer Platt countered.
“Charlie was all she had left here. That poor girl, you should let her boss know that she won't be in for a while. How is she supposed to handle the details of the funeral all by her lonesome?”
No, no, no, it can't be… Char…Dad is...gone?… Funeral? If I couldn't feel anything before, I sure couldn't now, except for a piercing scream which I couldn't quite place.
“Adele! See what you’ve gone and done? You shouldn't have said anything so close to her. Ouch, she has some lungs on her,” Officer Platt almost screamed out.
“I'm going to give her a sedative and then we'll take her in.”
“He was a good cop, Arlene, and this was his only child, so take good care of her. Geez, she's gonna need a lot of support. We should round everyone up and help with the arrangements. I don't think Bella is going to be in any shape to handle this much or at all,” Officer Platt suggested to the rest of the officers.
“Well, I'll get a hold of the Blacks and let them know, and I will get a hold of others that can help. That poor girl lost everyone she cared about. I wouldn't be surprised if she loses her mind after this,” Adele almost said to herself as she walked away with curlers and a pink long ruffled nightgown on.
My head was spinning, darkness invaded my brain. I couldn't feel, couldn't stay coherent enough to hear anything, and the pretty lights were fading fast. What was happening? Why did I feel so lost, so alone, so...desperate to let it all end right here and now? The lights dimmed out like the wind blowing out a candle. The lights were the only thing keeping me at the surface and at one point I wanted to stay at that surface, but now, for some odd reason, I couldn't exactly say why, but now I welcomed the darkness. It was home to me for so long inside, now it felt right to allow it to consume me on the outside as well. Ceasing to exist, lingering in the dark, never to feel the pain, the loss, the utter desperation that I felt every single day.
Bella, just let it all go. Just disappear, and you will not feel anything anymore.
I could swear that was my voice bouncing off of something, yet I didn't mutter a word of it. I never contemplated suicide, it really never crossed my mind, but whatever had happened to me or was happening to me, I knew it wasn't suicide. I was sure it was death coming, creeping up on me slowly. Even though I should have been afraid of it, I wasn't. It had become my closest kin and I embraced it with open arms. No matter how death found me now, it was here and I wasn't going to shy away from it. What was the point really? Somehow I knew I had lost everyone deep down in my bones, so why should I fear the ultimate ending?
I relaxed my mind and hoped for the best in the next life, if there was one. I wondered if I would see that bright tunnel of light from near-death experiences that others have talked about. I didn't belong in hell, that I was sure of, so I was truly hoping not to feel the depths of hell's burning flames crawling up my feet to engulf me. So I waited, I waited for something to happen, and it took forever to happen to be honest, but finally the bright light came. Only glimpses of it came in between the darkness. It played its own game back and forth for a while. It confused me. Wait...was this a sign telling me that I was in limbo? Even in death nothing could go right, why am I not surprised?
“Bella, are you back?”
A voice... I heard a voice! Was it a long lost family member that perished some time ago? I wondered on that idea at first, until I took in the words that voice spoke. Am I back? What did that mean? Had I been here before in another life or something? The statement begged me to ask for the answer, and so I did, or tried really, but my throat constricted against me and left me little to work with, but I tried a little harder, and finally I said “Back?” That was all I could muster. My throat screamed in agony for relief, for...water? That threw me off. Why would I need the water, why would I be thirsty? I was dead after all, right?
“Bella, open your eyes for me please. It will be alright, sweetie. We'll take care of you.”
I couldn't really explain what was happening now, but I had this sneaking suspicion that maybe I hadn't died. I could feel my body, I could smell a distinct aroma of rubbing alcohol, and I could most certainly feel the woman that spoke to me touching my arm, patting if you will. As she asked, I slowly opened my eyes and I was blasted with the bright light above me. Then the woman came into view with her blue button-up nurse shirt that was covered with clouds. Her smile saddened me and I couldn't figure out why.
“There you are, sweetie. We have been waiting a while for you to come around. Did you know you have been out of it for almost a week? They were worried that your comatose state would stick its ugly face around longer than it has, but I knew you would come around sooner. You're a strong young woman, Bella. Charlie would be proud of you...”
“Would be?” Why did she say that? I was confused.
“Oh no, I’ve gone and said too much. Please forgive me, Bella. I-I will go and get someone for you. I'm so sorry...” she spat out, covering her mouth in disgust as she walked away quickly, not giving me any time to ask her again what she meant. It didn't take long to come to terms that I was still alive as I sat there in the hospital room alone, and it didn't take me much longer to pick apart what she had said, and I lost it.
My dad, my dad was gone. I remember now. Officer Platt caught me as I was walking to the house. He looked grim, his eyes were empty. I greeted him with a nice tone, although his expression worried me a little. I wondered what had happened. Police business, I was sure of that, and he was probably looking for Char…Dad, so I smiled hiding the worry I had and told him that my dad wasn't home, that he should be at the station, but he would have known that, right? I stopped mid-sentence, stiffening my body. I couldn't quite explain why I did that, but I knew I should have. Another officer came into view and stood behind him, and before I knew it my mouth opened and asked the question that anyone dreaded in this situation.
“What is this about officer?”
“Ms. Sw…Bella, can we go inside and talk?”
“No.” My voice was stern; it had to be, because I couldn't move from my spot if I tried. Just tell me what it is. Where is my dad? Why isn't he here? Just tell me what is wrong?” I was asking questions so fast that I swear I couldn't breathe. My chest constricted, my legs wobbly, my heart sped so fast that I felt that a race car wouldn't be able to keep the same pace, and there it was, the answer to all my questions came in the form of three words...he passed away.
My heart sunk, no, it just evaporated right there in the hospital room and I couldn't breathe again, but my tears welled up so much that I couldn't see anything anymore. Almost a week? That's how long I've been out of it the nurse said. Did I...Do I not get to say goodbye to my dad? Did they have the funeral without me?
“Oh, Bella,” I heard a voice say, but I couldn't respond. I couldn't breathe. I was trying but I couldn't.
“Thomas, get a paper bag, quick. Bella is hyperventilating.”
A few seconds later I was feeling something pressed against my mouth and told to breathe and try to relax. I shut my eyes tightly and tried to heave their pleas and then finally, gradually, I had calmed down enough to open them again, but not without tears still claiming their destination down my cheeks. An older woman was bent over the side of the bed, trying to console me with her saddened eyes.
“Bella, my name is Pamela, and I'm the grief counselor here at the hospital. It's clear to me that you understand the tragedy of your father's death and I'm truly sorry for your loss...”
“Please...I just want to know if his...funeral has already taken place. Did I...miss saying...goodbye?” I interrupted her. I didn't want to hear the babble that she was taught to say, it wasn't important to me. What was important is what I had asked her.
“Bella, you can always say your goodbyes in other ways, sweetie. It doesn't have to...”
“So what you are trying to work around is the fact that I did miss saying goodbye to him, am I right?”
Her eyes fell to her lap, realizing that I wasn't going to let her finish as she hoped, and then she said in a whisper, “Yes, I'm afraid so, Bella. They tried to wait...”
“I wasn't strong enough...”
“No sweetie, don't blame yourself. It wasn't that you weren't strong, and no one is blaming you for not being there. Some people take this sort of news harder than others. What happened to you only shows how much you loved him, is all. You should never try and blame yourself. As I said before, you can say goodbye in other ways. He knows you loved him and not being able to be there for the funeral itself doesn't mean that you loved him any less,” she trailed off with a somber look.
I couldn't talk anymore after that. I needed to think, to grieve, and she understood that and let me be.
Another day had gone by and I was to be released today. I was told that Billy and Jacob were going to take me home, which was of little comfort to me, only because I didn't want to sit in a car with someone I didn't know. Although my health was good, the hospital argued with me about their protocol to seat me in a wheelchair to get to the entrance downstairs. I was fine and they knew that, but my stubbornness apparently didn't win them over and I was stuck in a wheelchair. I was greeted at the entrance by Billy, and it was odd because I was actually eye-level with him in his own wheelchair, and then Jacob came strolling behind with his head down, watching his feet.
“Bella,” Billy strained to keep his voice steady. “I'm sorry, honey. Charlie was my closest friend. He will be greatly missed. Here, I have something for you, it's a picture...”
I held out my hand for him to stop. I just couldn't handle anything right now but going home. I needed to rest and wrap my head around all this...alone. I was grateful for the ride, but other than that, I just couldn't handle anything, and he understood quickly. Almost to my street I felt guilty for the way I treated him earlier, and whispered that I was sorry for my behavior, but it was his turn to stop me.
“Bella, I understand, I really do. No need to be sorry. I will keep the picture until you're ready for it, alright,” he said as he smiled as big as the grand canyon trying to ease my worry.
We pulled into the drive and my body tensed. I wasn't expecting this, or better said, I just didn't think about how it would affect me, coming back to the house knowing my dad wouldn't be there. My hand that had a hold of the inside knob tightened its grip as the rest of me began to shake uncontrollably. Jacob ran to my side of the vehicle and opened my door gently. Although I didn't know him that well, he could see my fear and his eyes reflected mine. He held my hands and helped me out and said “Bella, if it's too soon for you to be here, we can take you somewhere else.”
It became clear to me as soon as he said that that yes, it was too soon and I knew where I wanted to be, but I wanted to be there alone, so I asked them to take me to my dad's resting place and they had no problem with it, but what they did have a problem with was dropping me off after I said thank you for their help and that I would walk home. They argued, but in the end it was my decision, and although they almost growled at me over it, they finally left me at the front gate of the cemetery, where above me it said
My skin ran cold. The sky began to turn different colors as it came close to turning to its slumber for the night. I never asked them to show me where he was in there. It was silly to do so when I knew I just had to look for the freshest grave. Just thinking of that made me cringe. From now on, whenever I wanted to speak to my dad, this...this place...is where I would have to come. Never will I see his smile warm me, never will I hear his laughter or see the smirk on his face when he was at a loss for words, never would I hear him screaming at his favorite team on the television when they would lose a game and never...would I hear him say...I love you, Bells. It just didn't seem real to be standing here right now, standing here knowing that I had to say goodbye in this way, having to say goodbye to him period. Why did I lose everyone that I cared about?
The night sky was coming fast; I could see hues of gray, pink and yellow off on the horizon, darkening the quiet, too quiet, deafening cemetery. I had to mentally push myself to walk past the gate and enter. It was almost like a force of nature fighting against me when I tried. Trying to get past it after dark was like a warning from beyond saying:
No living person allowed past this point after dark
Acting as if I was about to alter the worlds of the living and the dead, I quickly chalked it up to just being my nerves, and I was almost certain that my brain was against me too, trying to convince me that I shouldn't be here yet.
I wasn't strong enough when he passed to be here when they had the funeral, so I was adamant that I was going to be strong enough to do this now, no matter how much I wanted to put this off, so I pushed through the invisible force that tried to stop me, whether it be the powers of beyond or just me trying to stop me, and I walked through, but not without still having reservations of what I was doing so soon. I walked what seemed like forever, even though this cemetery was small to me. I knew I was walking at a snail's pace, but I had to find my courage and make it strong, because it was fading fast, and then two rows to my right in the right corner, there it was, a heaving pile of fresh dirt below a plaque that I was certain had my dad's name on it. I stood still for a long, long moment and I felt the tears flow, the cold night air chilling them down my cheeks. I shut my eyes tightly and opened them forcing myself to walk. The closer I got, the closer the name on the plaque came into focus, and when I knew I could read it clearly, I stopped again and read it,
Charles D. Swan
Loving and Devoted Father
In the arms of an angel
May you reach your heaven
Rest in Peace
I read everything but the dates. I couldn't read that part, the last date would have been too much, too... final. I wasn't ready to let go that way yet. I knelt down beside the lump of dirt and cried aloud. I wept not only for the loss of my dad, but for the loss of the only man that I would ever love, the loss of the only person I would ever call my sister. In this...place, I felt that it was the only place that I would be able to finally say my goodbyes to them in the end when that came. In a sense, I would have to bury them all in this one grave. I knew moving on wasn't an option, but to come here and speak to my dad and to the rest of them as if they all lied here somehow gave me a strange yet comfortable feeling. My mind truly worked backwards.
I decided to lie down next to my dad and talk to him in whispers, hoping somehow, somewhere, he would hear me, and I stayed that way for a while until I heard a familiar voice that stunned the air right out of me and I knew I must have fallen asleep.
“I'm so sorry, Bella. I would have come sooner if I would have known.”
That...voice...it haunted me for so long, and I tried my best to bury that part of my brain that kept it to memory and I thought I had finally erased it, but I see now that I was very wrong. I shut my eyes tightly, whispering under my shaken breath “You're not real, you're not real. Please stop haunting me. I can't take it anymore, especially not now.” Chanting that over and over until... again... I heard that voice that made my heart pound in my chest and also made it plummet to god knows where in despair.
“Bella, I can assure you that I am real. I promise I'm not haunting you.”
I don't know what came over me then. I stood up so fast that I surprised myself and went in the direction of his voice, finger ready to push through his ghostly image to prove he was haunting me. I stared the trickster in the eyes while I went at him saying “Not real, huh, what do you call this then?” I pushed my finger towards his chest hard and ---just as I thought--- it went right through Edward’s ghostly image. The mirage of Edward returning after I buried him inside for so long had squeezed my heart tight, as if there was much left to hurt. I felt one single tear fall down my cheek and it enraged me.
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Leaving Bella with the Cullen’s for even the shortest amount of time was disconcerting. I felt as if I were losing a part of me when leaving her behind to handle a situation that I did not fully understand. With a deep sense that I had bit off more than I could chew; I knew one thing at this point. I needed Aniya here with me. She would be my only hope of handling all of this…This new and confusing world that I was delving into. Emotions were one thing that I tried my best to stay clear of. I knew now that Bella had changed that about me and it petrified me knowing that there is that small chance that I could lose her. Having the need to always keep her near had become prevalent, but welcoming.
I pulled my cell out and called the one person that could help me; Aniya.
“If you would have waited much longer Gabriel Dubois, I could have easily mistaken your silence as rude to your old friend’s arrival.” Aniya answered without first saying hello.
“I should have known dear friend. The last call to you gave it away, I’m sure.”
“You don’t believe for one moment that I didn’t hear the foreboding in your voice on the first call did you? I have been stuck in this retched hotel for days now. Is there any chance that you could spare a room for an old friend?”
“Of course Aniya, please come and make yourself at home. There is much I’d like to discuss with you as soon as possible if you would sanction?”
“Gabriel, your lack in the love department has always been an issue. Besides, I’m intrigued by the one woman that has changed the heart in you which still beats. Do I have the upmost pleasure in meeting this wonderful creature?”
“Bella has been through a lot for a human in the last two years and I will explain all that to you once you arrive, so we do need to take this slow with her…
Alice opened the door before I could knock which wasn’t a surprise, but her smile diminished when she saw the look on my face. I wasn’t happy as I walked passed her,
“So I take that this isn’t a happy reunion?” Alice offered.
“It’s not a reunion at all Alice. Where is he?”
“Who else…? Where is he Alice?” My blood was rolling out steam.
“He went hunting with Carlisle and Emmett.” She stated looking somber.
“I need to…”
“Hello Bella, it’s nice to see you again.” Jasper interrupted.
“Yeah, whatever…look Alice…” I began to calm down when I didn’t want too and I knew exactly why. I turned to look directly into Jasper’s eyes and said,
“Vampire or not Jasper, leave me alone. Stop playing with my emotions before I go all humanly homicidal.”
“I’m sorry Bella for my intrusion. I thought you might need it.”
“Look, the both of you listen carefully because I’m going to say it once. I don’t need anything from any of you, got it. I just need to speak to your brother real fast and then I will be on my way. I will wait outside for…”
“Bella, what a nice surprise...I do hope you plan on staying a while…”
I stomped my way towards him, my breath already heaving deeply, “You…You knew that Jane was coming but you didn’t bother coming to stop her. She could have killed me and you could have cared less. I once called all of you family, but family would have never done the things that all of you have done to me. Why even pretend that you loved me at all? Why come back now? What’s your real reason for being here? I have every right to know. Don’t bother telling me it’s because of Gabriel. He has done nothing to harm me and he certainly hasn’t done anything to any of you for you to be worried about me which I know you’re really not anyway. Be honest for the first time in your life and tell me why to everything I asked.”
Edward stood there with his head cocked to the side with a discerning look. I was going to lose my patience if he didn’t speak up soon. He’s a vampire, it doesn’t take them long to decide what to say next. If anything it took them less time. They were specialists in this type of thing. Again he just stood there slowly lifting his eyes to look at me and then back down again. As mad as I was, the look he gave me; one of sorrow, made me cringe because of my emotional antics, but he deserved every bit of it and he knew it. I’d had enough, feeling sorry for him wasn’t enough. I had to get my answers.
“Just tell me why…”
“I’ve always loved you. I never stopped.”
I’m pretty sure that my mouth gaped completely open. I could hear Alice and Jasper behind me moving around while Carlisle and Emmett walked in from the slide out through the kitchen. Once they saw the confrontational stance I had, everyone thought it would be better to leave us alone, but they weren’t so lucky. I turned to them and said and I wasn’t being very nice about it,
“Not a one of you leave this room. You are all in the same boat as he is. I didn’t get a goodbye or a I’m sorry or anything. You just up and left me alone. How could any of you possibly think that I would be alright with you coming back? To even think that I would welcome you back so easily was a foolish thought on your behalves. I just don’t…”
“I’m sorry to interrupt you Bella, but none of us wanted to leave. Edward decided that for us.” Rosalie said at the top of the stairs.
“Of all people Rosalie, why would you allow him to dictate what you do?”
“They were all going including Emmett, what was I supposed to do? Their family…”
“Which I thought I was at one point…”
“I thought I was doing the right thing by leaving.”
“You did do the right thing by leaving. You said you didn’t love me. I think that was pretty clear, but you promised I would never see again. What happened to that?”
“I couldn’t stay away Bella. Moving back was my decision…”
I trailed off as I walked closer to him, in breathing range to his face. “Why did you decide that? You’re not giving me any answers to my questions. If you want to play games than play them alone. I want no part of this. I’m tired of…Of…all of this. Give me answers or I leave and I will never come back.”
I was shaking from being so distraught, but I knew I had every right to be. I stood my ground standing directly in front of him. By then I didn’t realize that everyone else had disappeared. I didn’t hear anyone in the house. I guessed that they all left, not wanting anything to do with this, but now I felt utterly vulnerable alone with him. This wasn’t what I signed up for. He stood upright as he said,
“As you wish Bella...If answers are what you want than it is answers you will get. Come for a walk with me and I’ll explain what I can.”
“Honesty is all I ask for and nothing more.”
I walked ahead of him because I didn’t want to be near him in that way. We walked for a while like that with nothing said and he persisted on keeping that way for some reason. I lost my patience as I did earlier. I turned to him only to find him right in front of me. I ran right into his chest. I backed up quickly, gulping the air for some reason, but I had to get this conversation started.
“Would you please just tell me everything? Why are you making this difficult?”
“Bella, I’m having a hard time trying to decide where to begin. I’ve made the worst mistake and nothing I say will change what I have done to you.”
My heart began beating fast and my breath quickened. Stay focused Bella. “Just…just start when you told me you were leaving…”
“That was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do…”
I lowered my head remembering back on that desolate day, “It didn’t look to be hard for you. You looked eager to get rid of me.”
Edward raised his hand to my chin and lifted my face where we met eye to eye, “Bella, the only eagerness that I have in me was getting back to you.”
With a whisper that shuttered all the way through me I said, “Why did you tell me that you didn’t love me?” Our faces so close that our breaths intermingled.
“It was the only way you would let me go. I wanted nothing more than to put you in my arms that day and tell you what a monstrous thing I had just said to you that day, but I thought I was leaving you behind to keep you safe. Nothing more…You weren’t safe around my family any longer. Bella, it would have only been a matter of time before something happened to you at the hands of my family although it wouldn’t have been intentional; the fact is that it would have occurred sooner or later. I knew you wouldn’t have let me go if I were to tell you the truth that day so I had no other means to get you to let me go except for…You know where I am going with that…”
I didn’t realize that I was crying until Edward rubbed his smooth thumb across my cheek essentially wiping the wet tears away. I was crying, but mad all at once. How could he believe that telling such a blatant and horrible lie was better than telling the truth? Before I knew what I was doing, I was pushing him away,
“Two years…two whole years you left me to drown in my pain. How could you do that to me? Anything would have been better than hearing you say you didn’t love me anymore. I would have accepted the truth even if I didn’t like it. How could you?”
“I found myself hitting his chest as hard as I could while the tears just flooded my face. He just let me hit him without stopping me for a while, but then he grabbed my wrists and said,
“Bella, think about this a bit. You know you would have begged me to stay if I told you the truth of why I was leaving. You would have come up with a reason for me to stay and I couldn’t; for your safety. Don’t think or believe one second that I was happy being away from you. I became a shell without you and I still am Bella. I realize that my mistake came with a price. I have lost you for good and as hard as that is to accept; I will accept it if that is what you want.”
“Why did you come back?” I all but buried my soaked face into his chest and allowed him to wrap his solid arms around me. I was useless now, helpless against what was happening now.
“I came back…I’m not exactly positive on how to put this…”
I raised my head up to look at him, “Please just tell me the truth.”
“Bella, I do have many reasons for being back, but do not doubt that my love for you in any less important. We knew Jane came for you the first time, but Alice saw that the wolves would intervene and Jane would leave, so I saw no reason to come back then. I did however keep Alice on the lookout for her to return and when she saw that Jane was going to…Well, I think we both know where that leads. Needless to say, we were on the move to get here in time, but we didn’t make it. I’m so sorry Bella about Charlie; we truly tried to get back in time before that happened. Every time we tried to call there was no answer. Next on Jane’s agenda was taking your life, but someone got in the way of that and to see Jane afraid of someone as Gabriel, we worried about what he could do and why he was here as well. That is why I tried to remove you from his grasp at his home, but something grabbed you from me. We believe he is working with a powerful witch. We don’t trust him Bella.”
I pulled myself again to look at him, “I do trust him Edward. He has no bad intentions like you think. Trust me on this.”
“I would like to believe you Bella, but for now, we are trying to find out as much about him as possible. For him to scare off Jane must mean something and we have to find out what it is. We believe that it’s the witch that frightened her off. Have you seen anyone in his home other than the two of you?”
“Edward, there is no one else there and it’s not fair for you to put me in the middle of this.” I countered with a slight frosty edge to my voice.
“You’re right. I’m sorry for that. This witch must accompany him everywhere. We’ve met once or twice before, very briefly, but both times Alice and I couldn’t break through his walls.”
“Edward, please leave him alone. He’s not here for any hidden agenda.”
Edward fell silent for a few minutes as I was still curled into his chest. I could hear him quietly inhaling my scent off the top of my hair. A moment longer and I was going to recoil from my position, but he asked sullenly,
“Bella, do you love Gabriel?”
My head jerked up to him and for some strange reason I began tearing up again and I couldn’t explain why. I let my forehead quickly rest on his chest, my hand curled tightly around his jacket and I couldn’t mutter a word to him. I knew that I did love Gabriel, but to admit that to Edward was heart wrenching. I did not have a chance to say anything more because Edward pulled my face to his, our lips only an inch apart and…
To be Continued…
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Oops, sorry for that, but I had no time for more when I wrote this out and of course it did not help with the holidays upon us so quickly. I just had no time to sit and write more. My children are on break which takes even more of my time away so i sit here now handling the day to day with them home and then work and now late as it is, I sit here and try to reply to my comments and somehow try and begin writing the next chapter, LOL. I hate when my normalcy becomes out of sorts. I do promise to write soon and I am sorry for the cruelty in my cliffie, hehe.
that was just mean! lol... beautiful chapter, am slowly reading through and catching up
Well i loved it i cant believe you left it there omg im dying to find out what happens...i love edward but i must say im sticking with gabriel all the way! please update soon cant wait to read more
I have a feeling that I may be tearing some of you from left to right trying to make a decision on whom you want her to be with, huh? Oh sorry for the cliffie by the way, but as I stated to MC, I just didn't have any more time left. I am so excited that you have chosen Gabriel. He is a doll, isn't he?
Great chapter, but why did you have to end it at that point? I really want to know what happens next, and how Bella (and the Cullens) will react to Aniya's presence...
Thanks sweetie! I had to. I had no other choice, sorry. Oh you remembered Aniya in this chapter. Thank you for that. She begins to play a nifty role in this story now and I am so happy that someone is interested in her character.
Man Bella was way to cold to the Cullens I can understand her hurt but to be so cruel to all of them geeze. I hate that she is so against her and Edward and the love they have for each other. Please post more very very soon. Im on the edge of my seat with the hanger you left us with!!!
She is beyond hurt and understandably so as you can imagine. Of course she doesn't realize that Edward was in his own pain. That has not been revealed to her so her cruelty is harsh, but to be expected in such a situation. I know how I would feel if I lost all of them at once with no goodbye's or explanation for two years. Wouldn't you agree?
Bella has been fighting her love for Edward for quite a while now after two years had gone by. To her, their love couldn't have been what she thought it was if it were so easy for him to walk out on it, right? So it stands to reason that she would try her hardest to go against her very nature. Again...Understandable.
Oh so sorry for the cliffie. Just ran out of time. I will update soon. I hope you can see from her view of why she is the way she is right now with all of them.