The threat of Mitchell appearing at any moment to kill us dangled over our heads for the successivo few weeks. My wedding was coming ever closer and although Rosalie, Alice, Esme and I all poured our hearts into preparing, we knew it probably wouldn’t ever happen. I really did want to marry Edward. I wanted to be his wife and with every giorno that passed I was getting closer to it but it felt as if I was being teased. As if Mitchell was watching me, letting me get nearer and nearer the data and then he was going to appear and kill me just as it was in reach.
Tess became unbearable. She never left Charlie’s side. I would turn to talk to Charlie and there she was, holding his hand as if they were fused together. I couldn’t say anything to Charlie about it because Edward was the exact same. I guess I now knew how Charlie felt. Tess even stayed overnight, lying successivo to Charlie in bed. Then again, my own vampire did that too. We just wouldn’t tell Charlie that.
Edward hadn’t mentioned o even thought about what I’d let slip in my mind the giorno we’d told Charlie about my vision. I thought he’d want to talk about how I wanted kids. I thought that he would at least say something. Maybe reassure me we could adopt later on in life o something but no. He just kept it confined in a little box somewhere inside that beautiful head of his. It made me feel bad about wanting children. Edward couldn’t have babies, he was a vampire. Did he feel bad that he couldn’t give me the one thing I wanted? Not that I wanted to have children, I just felt like I did because of Loretta. Oh Christ. I hadn’t even dato her a single thought since Zach and Kyo had left. Was she really gone? I couldn’t tell, she was a spirit that I couldn’t see. Maybe she was. I would like to think that she had moved on, walked into the light and that but she just seemed so determined to stay. Maybe she was still here but with Kyo now. Watching over him just as she had wanted to do. I would hate to be only to watch over my child and not be able to hug him o baciare him goodnight. It would be torture. What had I done to her? I should have let her stay in my body. I should have dato her another anno o più with Kyo. I was an evil person. But her time was over, I told myself. She couldn’t be where she didn’t belong. I’d helped her rather than damned her. She needed to walk in to the light o whatever to be at peace. It was what was best for her.
It was at night, three weeks after the meeting with the Lupi at the Cullens, when I confided in Edward my fear that he and I would never marry. I was sitting in his lap, my arms around his waist. Feeble rays on of moonlight shone into my room through my open window, casting everything a silverish colour.
It seemed inevitable that I would die in the successivo nine weeks before my wedding. He refused to accept that I was doomed to die at eighteen. He insisted that I was immortal now so nothing could kill me but I was a pessimist. I doubted everything he said. How could I not die? Alice had seen it and I had seen it. That was double proof.
“I am here,” he said, cradling my face in his hands. “Jacob is here. My family and the pack will protect you. te have nothing to fear.”
My eyes slid to the bacheca at the head of my bed. The bacheca where my blood had stained it red. Even though it had been cleaned off and the bacheca painted, it did not take away the memory. Edward knew where I was looking and his lips pursed together in an effort to contain his anger.
“He had the Shadow Hunters,” Edward said, quietly. “He’d drugged Charlie and the Lupi were not expecting an attack. te cannot compare that to this.”
“But it is basically the same,” I said, looking down. “You did not save my life, Edward, te only postponed my death.”
“Don’t speak like this!” he snapped.
I jerked away from him. I crawled off his lap, off the letto and walked over to the window. Outside I could see two bright eyes glowing in the dark of the forest. It was Sam’s turn this night to watch the house. I knew he could see me so I waved at him. The eyes lowered down as he bowed his head, acknowledging my wave.
Don’t speak like this? How could I not? Everything seemed to be going down the toilet! I couldn’t help it! It was just like last year, when I was waiting for Loren to grab me and kill me. I knew Mitchell was coming and it scared me. It was più than fear though. I’d accepted it as my fate. I’d accepted that fact that I was going to die. It only made it worse though. If I hadn’t of known that I was going to die, if only Alice and I hadn’t have had the visions, then there would have been some hope inside me. I would be thinking I’d have a chance of survival. But I didn’t because my visions come true. They always do. It was only a matter of time.
No, wait. I’d seen two deaths for Charlie. Death da Mitchell and death da vampire. Which one was true? It could just be a simple mistake. Maybe before the threat of Mitchell, Charlie would have died at the hands of some ravenous vampire but now it had changed to Mitchell. That must be right. Either that o I still had a chance to save Charlie. But if I did save Charlie from Mitchell I would have to save him from the vampire? And who detto I would be alive to do it? Maybe that was why he died, because I wasn’t there to protect him. Great. So Charlie was going to die even if he survived Mitchell’s attack.
“I’m sorry,” Edward murmured wrapping his arms around my waist. “I just hate to hear te speak about your death so casually.”
“What’s the point in avoiding it?” I asked him. “I know it’s going to happen, te know it’s going to happen. It’s only a matter of time.”
“Only if te go to that castle,” he said. “You’re not planning to go there are you?”
“Are you?”
“Why would I?”
“Look at it, Edward,” I said, turning in his arms to face him. “Why else would te be at that castle? Mitchell has no quarrel with you. He doesn’t want to kill te so the only other reasonable explanation as to why te are strapped to that god damn bonfire is because te have went there to kill Mitchell. te and Charlie probably.”
Edward’s eyes shifted away from my gaze and I knew I was right. He had been planning to go there. Moronic vampire. I would schiaffo, smack him hard around the face if I didn’t know it would only hurt me.
“I just want te safe,” he said, pouting.
“And te don’t think I won’t come after te and Charlie?” I hit him in the chest gently only to not injure myself. “I only want te and Charlie safe. That’s all that matters to me.”
“And your life doesn’t mean a thing?” I saw the anger rising in Edward’s tawny eyes.
“Not to me, no,” I said, sighing. “I have this need to protect people, Edward. It’s a part of me.”
“I want to protect you,” Edward detto and he pulled me closer to his chest. He kissed my hair and I lay my head on his shoulder. I knew he would try. He would try his hardest and that was più than what I wanted. But if Mitchell somehow manages to get through Edward’s defences I wanted something to happen first. I wanted to be married to Edward. I wanted something happy to happen before I died. I didn’t want my last weeks to be marred with fear and sadness. I wanted everyone to have something happy to look inoltrare, avanti to and I wanted them to be joyous and laughing and celebrating if only once before it all happened. But would Edward want the wedding so soon? Would he want to marry me knowing that I would die not long afterwards? Would it only increase the grief he suffers after my death?
“Edward?” I whispered.
“Yes?” he answered, his lips still on my hair so his breath tickled the superiore, in alto of my head.
“If I do die,” I said, quickly. “Just hypothetically. If I do die, I want to die being your wife.”
“What are te saying Kayla?” He already knew. He could see the plan forming in my mind.
“Our wedding is in nine weeks. Rosalie, Alice, Esme and I have planned almost everything now. I have my wedding dress, they have their bridesmaid dresses and te and your brothers bought your tuxes last week.”
I looked up at him and saw the smile in his eyes.
“I want to be Mrs Edward Cullen. I don’t know how much time we have left so I think we should make the most of it.”
“You want to get married now?”
“Not at this very second,” I said, laughing. “It’s Wednesday today. Tomorrow is Thursday. We could get everything organised da Friday.”
“Are te serious?” he asked me. He looked down at me, his eyes searching my mind. He didn’t know whether to believe me. My plan seemed so spontaneous and impulsive that he thought I would change my mind at the last minute. Well, I wasn’t.
“I am.” I took his face in my hands. “We will marry Friday in the vast back garden of your house.”
He smiled from ear to ear and pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close as possible. I felt the vibration of the cell phone in the pocket on his shirt. I sighed and let him go, as he answered. I heard a high pitched squeal and knew the caller was Alice. I sat on the letto and listened to his half of the conversation.
“Yes Alice.....You have enough time.....Please do this for Kayla.....I’ll discuss it later when Jacob arrives in the morning.....bye.”
He sat down successivo to me and grinned.
“She’s not happy that you’ve chosen now to decide to have your wedding on Friday.”
“Well, screw her,” I said. “I’m getting married with o without her help.”
He pulled me onto his lap and stroked my hair.
“You know we cannot have the honeymoon we’d planned,” he told me, sadly. “Paris seemed like a lovely place to spend two weeks alone with you.”
Paris. It was my first choice for the honeymoon. Paris seemed so exotic and I’d missed my chance once to go to France because of an illness. I’d told Edward that we didn’t have to go to Paris, we could go somewhere else, wherever he wanted. I only wanted to be with him but he insisted I’d have my dream Paris honeymoon.
“We don’t have to have a honeymoon,” I said. “Marrying te is enough for me.”
“No,” he shook his head. “Our wedding giorno is a special giorno and it will not end with te coming back here. Maybe if I persuade my family to vacate the house for us on Friday. We’d have the place to ourselves, no interruptions.”
He nuzzled my neck and I could feel my head nodding at his suggestion. Our wedding night would be the night Edward and I would.... We’d come close, really close but something had always stopped us. But now there would be no interruptions. My cuore beat faster at the thought of being alone with Edward, really alone with Edward. What would it feel like? Would he hurt me as he always feared he would? I’m sure he wouldn’t. I was stronger than a human and I was immortal now so he wouldn’t kill me. But he wouldn’t kill me because he would be gentle. This was our first time.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, his breath tickling my neck. “I will be gentle. I won’t hurt you.”
“I know te won’t,” I whispered, turning my head to baciare his lips. “I trust you.”
Tess became unbearable. She never left Charlie’s side. I would turn to talk to Charlie and there she was, holding his hand as if they were fused together. I couldn’t say anything to Charlie about it because Edward was the exact same. I guess I now knew how Charlie felt. Tess even stayed overnight, lying successivo to Charlie in bed. Then again, my own vampire did that too. We just wouldn’t tell Charlie that.
Edward hadn’t mentioned o even thought about what I’d let slip in my mind the giorno we’d told Charlie about my vision. I thought he’d want to talk about how I wanted kids. I thought that he would at least say something. Maybe reassure me we could adopt later on in life o something but no. He just kept it confined in a little box somewhere inside that beautiful head of his. It made me feel bad about wanting children. Edward couldn’t have babies, he was a vampire. Did he feel bad that he couldn’t give me the one thing I wanted? Not that I wanted to have children, I just felt like I did because of Loretta. Oh Christ. I hadn’t even dato her a single thought since Zach and Kyo had left. Was she really gone? I couldn’t tell, she was a spirit that I couldn’t see. Maybe she was. I would like to think that she had moved on, walked into the light and that but she just seemed so determined to stay. Maybe she was still here but with Kyo now. Watching over him just as she had wanted to do. I would hate to be only to watch over my child and not be able to hug him o baciare him goodnight. It would be torture. What had I done to her? I should have let her stay in my body. I should have dato her another anno o più with Kyo. I was an evil person. But her time was over, I told myself. She couldn’t be where she didn’t belong. I’d helped her rather than damned her. She needed to walk in to the light o whatever to be at peace. It was what was best for her.
It was at night, three weeks after the meeting with the Lupi at the Cullens, when I confided in Edward my fear that he and I would never marry. I was sitting in his lap, my arms around his waist. Feeble rays on of moonlight shone into my room through my open window, casting everything a silverish colour.
It seemed inevitable that I would die in the successivo nine weeks before my wedding. He refused to accept that I was doomed to die at eighteen. He insisted that I was immortal now so nothing could kill me but I was a pessimist. I doubted everything he said. How could I not die? Alice had seen it and I had seen it. That was double proof.
“I am here,” he said, cradling my face in his hands. “Jacob is here. My family and the pack will protect you. te have nothing to fear.”
My eyes slid to the bacheca at the head of my bed. The bacheca where my blood had stained it red. Even though it had been cleaned off and the bacheca painted, it did not take away the memory. Edward knew where I was looking and his lips pursed together in an effort to contain his anger.
“He had the Shadow Hunters,” Edward said, quietly. “He’d drugged Charlie and the Lupi were not expecting an attack. te cannot compare that to this.”
“But it is basically the same,” I said, looking down. “You did not save my life, Edward, te only postponed my death.”
“Don’t speak like this!” he snapped.
I jerked away from him. I crawled off his lap, off the letto and walked over to the window. Outside I could see two bright eyes glowing in the dark of the forest. It was Sam’s turn this night to watch the house. I knew he could see me so I waved at him. The eyes lowered down as he bowed his head, acknowledging my wave.
Don’t speak like this? How could I not? Everything seemed to be going down the toilet! I couldn’t help it! It was just like last year, when I was waiting for Loren to grab me and kill me. I knew Mitchell was coming and it scared me. It was più than fear though. I’d accepted it as my fate. I’d accepted that fact that I was going to die. It only made it worse though. If I hadn’t of known that I was going to die, if only Alice and I hadn’t have had the visions, then there would have been some hope inside me. I would be thinking I’d have a chance of survival. But I didn’t because my visions come true. They always do. It was only a matter of time.
No, wait. I’d seen two deaths for Charlie. Death da Mitchell and death da vampire. Which one was true? It could just be a simple mistake. Maybe before the threat of Mitchell, Charlie would have died at the hands of some ravenous vampire but now it had changed to Mitchell. That must be right. Either that o I still had a chance to save Charlie. But if I did save Charlie from Mitchell I would have to save him from the vampire? And who detto I would be alive to do it? Maybe that was why he died, because I wasn’t there to protect him. Great. So Charlie was going to die even if he survived Mitchell’s attack.
“I’m sorry,” Edward murmured wrapping his arms around my waist. “I just hate to hear te speak about your death so casually.”
“What’s the point in avoiding it?” I asked him. “I know it’s going to happen, te know it’s going to happen. It’s only a matter of time.”
“Only if te go to that castle,” he said. “You’re not planning to go there are you?”
“Are you?”
“Why would I?”
“Look at it, Edward,” I said, turning in his arms to face him. “Why else would te be at that castle? Mitchell has no quarrel with you. He doesn’t want to kill te so the only other reasonable explanation as to why te are strapped to that god damn bonfire is because te have went there to kill Mitchell. te and Charlie probably.”
Edward’s eyes shifted away from my gaze and I knew I was right. He had been planning to go there. Moronic vampire. I would schiaffo, smack him hard around the face if I didn’t know it would only hurt me.
“I just want te safe,” he said, pouting.
“And te don’t think I won’t come after te and Charlie?” I hit him in the chest gently only to not injure myself. “I only want te and Charlie safe. That’s all that matters to me.”
“And your life doesn’t mean a thing?” I saw the anger rising in Edward’s tawny eyes.
“Not to me, no,” I said, sighing. “I have this need to protect people, Edward. It’s a part of me.”
“I want to protect you,” Edward detto and he pulled me closer to his chest. He kissed my hair and I lay my head on his shoulder. I knew he would try. He would try his hardest and that was più than what I wanted. But if Mitchell somehow manages to get through Edward’s defences I wanted something to happen first. I wanted to be married to Edward. I wanted something happy to happen before I died. I didn’t want my last weeks to be marred with fear and sadness. I wanted everyone to have something happy to look inoltrare, avanti to and I wanted them to be joyous and laughing and celebrating if only once before it all happened. But would Edward want the wedding so soon? Would he want to marry me knowing that I would die not long afterwards? Would it only increase the grief he suffers after my death?
“Edward?” I whispered.
“Yes?” he answered, his lips still on my hair so his breath tickled the superiore, in alto of my head.
“If I do die,” I said, quickly. “Just hypothetically. If I do die, I want to die being your wife.”
“What are te saying Kayla?” He already knew. He could see the plan forming in my mind.
“Our wedding is in nine weeks. Rosalie, Alice, Esme and I have planned almost everything now. I have my wedding dress, they have their bridesmaid dresses and te and your brothers bought your tuxes last week.”
I looked up at him and saw the smile in his eyes.
“I want to be Mrs Edward Cullen. I don’t know how much time we have left so I think we should make the most of it.”
“You want to get married now?”
“Not at this very second,” I said, laughing. “It’s Wednesday today. Tomorrow is Thursday. We could get everything organised da Friday.”
“Are te serious?” he asked me. He looked down at me, his eyes searching my mind. He didn’t know whether to believe me. My plan seemed so spontaneous and impulsive that he thought I would change my mind at the last minute. Well, I wasn’t.
“I am.” I took his face in my hands. “We will marry Friday in the vast back garden of your house.”
He smiled from ear to ear and pressed his lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him as close as possible. I felt the vibration of the cell phone in the pocket on his shirt. I sighed and let him go, as he answered. I heard a high pitched squeal and knew the caller was Alice. I sat on the letto and listened to his half of the conversation.
“Yes Alice.....You have enough time.....Please do this for Kayla.....I’ll discuss it later when Jacob arrives in the morning.....bye.”
He sat down successivo to me and grinned.
“She’s not happy that you’ve chosen now to decide to have your wedding on Friday.”
“Well, screw her,” I said. “I’m getting married with o without her help.”
He pulled me onto his lap and stroked my hair.
“You know we cannot have the honeymoon we’d planned,” he told me, sadly. “Paris seemed like a lovely place to spend two weeks alone with you.”
Paris. It was my first choice for the honeymoon. Paris seemed so exotic and I’d missed my chance once to go to France because of an illness. I’d told Edward that we didn’t have to go to Paris, we could go somewhere else, wherever he wanted. I only wanted to be with him but he insisted I’d have my dream Paris honeymoon.
“We don’t have to have a honeymoon,” I said. “Marrying te is enough for me.”
“No,” he shook his head. “Our wedding giorno is a special giorno and it will not end with te coming back here. Maybe if I persuade my family to vacate the house for us on Friday. We’d have the place to ourselves, no interruptions.”
He nuzzled my neck and I could feel my head nodding at his suggestion. Our wedding night would be the night Edward and I would.... We’d come close, really close but something had always stopped us. But now there would be no interruptions. My cuore beat faster at the thought of being alone with Edward, really alone with Edward. What would it feel like? Would he hurt me as he always feared he would? I’m sure he wouldn’t. I was stronger than a human and I was immortal now so he wouldn’t kill me. But he wouldn’t kill me because he would be gentle. This was our first time.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, his breath tickling my neck. “I will be gentle. I won’t hurt you.”
“I know te won’t,” I whispered, turning my head to baciare his lips. “I trust you.”
one of them is you,
because we're diviso, spalato in two,
all of my life,
I dreamed to be your wife,
it isn't real,
te don't know how I feel,
it took me so long,
to figure out you're wrong,
I drive down the road,
not knowing where to go,
might as well jump off a cliff,
I have no idea if I'll live,
so now I'm at the bottom of the ocean,
my mind going through all of this confusion,
I have no più air,
I still don't see te anywhere,
but you're trying to save me,
I thought te still hated me,
as my fingers slip through yours,
I now touch the sea floor,
knowing that I won't exsist anymore.
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In my story, Edward is a smart over achiever, Emmett is in jail, and Bella is a mysterious successivo door neighbor with some issues.
Edward has to decide if he's going to risk everything for Bella, o if he's going to continue to please everybody around him and forget about her.
It's E/B AU-AH with heavy drama. I hope te take a look at at!!
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