AN - I have no ideas left for this story. [:'(]
This is kind of a wrap-up, until I can figure out what to do with it. Please help me! I think this is called, putting the story on 'hiatus'. Not permanently I promise.
It wasn't long before we were in school again. Bella had wanted to finish high school, so we all registered as grade nine students, to restart the diploma process. Bella was the only one who was actually excited. However, she was also hungry, and she hadn't hunted in a long time. I was the only one who seemed to notice though, because Bella was hiding it, very well.
We sat in our first class, on our first day of school. It was English and Bella was looking over the reading list when the teacher had walked by. Bella's pencil snapped in her hand and she stopped breathing for a fraction of a second, clearing her throat slightly. I gripped her hand and she looked at me, smiling as if nothing were wrong. After a few seconds of my furious glare, Bella looked away, ashamed. At lunch I cornered her, quietly, as most of the school was looking at the 'new students'.
"You need to h-eat." I said. Bella coyly picked up an apple from her plate, biting into it. I growled at her. She rolled her eyes.
"Give it a few days. Let's settle down before I go around mugging people shall we?"
"She has a point." Rosalie said, drawing on the table with a pencil. I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Bella you are in strong discomfort. You nearly attacked our English teacher this morning, in case you had forgotten." I reminded her, then softened my tone. "I just don't want you to lose control when you do feed."
Bella looked at me and nodded.
"Tonight then, but not in this town. I'll run to the next city or something." She said, with conviction. The issue was settled. They have a dance team here Edward. Should I mention it? Alice asked. I looked to my left and then my right very slightly, saying no. Emmett, however, who clearly wasn't thinking, did.
"Hey Bells, did you know they have a dance team here?" I tensed, waiting for the anger, the sadness that accompanied Sarah's memory.
"Ya. I don't think I'm going to go for it though. I just want to focus on school this time round." She said, as if it were any other topic. Now I truly was confused.
Ow! Why the hell did Alice kick me?
I'm not helping her Edward... she's not feeling sad or anything. I can't explain it.
It was something to ponder on a rainy day. Here, it more frequently snowed than rained. Why would she feel no sadness? She couldn't have simply forgotten the years of masquerade, the years of masochism, the endless grief. I would have to talk to her about it later. At the present time I was scrolling over the thoughts of every student and teacher in the school, for any suspicions. Nothing except intense shock over 'how stunning' we were and jealousy, of course. I felt sorry for Jasper. The day went by extremely slowly, the only real excitement was when Emmett actually walked into a post. He wasn't paying attention at all. Thankfully he managed to slow his momentum enough that the post wasn't dented, but a great deal of the school saw it. I relayed the incident to Bella when we were in our math class.
"Emmett just smashed into a pole." I chuckled. Bella looked over to me shocked.
"Is the pole alright?" she said. It made me laugh harder. The teacher looked at me and I flashed her a grin. A faint blush rose to her cheeks and she disregarded the slight interruption. Bella rolled her eyes and I shrugged. You have to do what is necessary.
When we were in the Volvo, after school we all cornered Emmett for information.
"You smashed into a pole!" I laughed.
"What were you thinking?" Rose said.
"He wasn't clearly."
Eddie, let me get a word in. There was a reason I wasn't looking where I was going. I could've sworn I saw a large wolf outside the window.
My laughter stopped instantly.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Because I didn't want to worry anyone, and I wasn't sure, and I had just embarrassed myself in front of the entire school." Plus, they couldn't possibly know where we went.
It was true. No one had known where we were moving to, only that we were going away. The Quileute tribe would not stray so far from their home. None of them had that kind of obligation, to travel such a distance, to hunt a coven of vampires that were supposedly at peace with them. The others had missed out on the first part of the conversation. Emmett filled them in while I looked at Bella. She looked very thirsty. I remembered Alice's vision, of Bella teaching me how to hunt like her. Was I ready for that? Could I take that risk? No. Not now.
When we got home, I took Bella out. We both ran for a long time, talking as we went.
"Why were you so stoic today?"
"What do you mean?"
"You showed no emotion, even though Emmett's statement should've clearly upset you." I was catching fragments of thoughts of humans all over the place. Most were thinking about dinner, ironic really, since we were about to turn them into dinner. Bella took a while (three miles) to answer.
"I don't want to keep hurting you." What? That answer made no sense. Thankfully Bella continued. "When I was in that clearing, distraught, and completely insane, all I could think about was you. Avenging your murder, living without you, how I would try and join you. I also thought about how selfish I was, and all the times I'd hurt you. I don't want to hurt you anymore. It's much better for everyone if I just let go, of Sarah, Mouse, and all the pain, all the agony. If I just pretend, or try to actually be happy."
She stopped and pulled up her hood, tying a mask over her face. She swept me into a strong hug, and I squeezed he gently back.
"You may want to watch out on the first one. I don't know what my revolution has done to my ability to stop feeding on people."
I would not let her kill. She could see the promise in my eyes. Bella began running down the street and I followed, far enough behind her that I wasn't in the way, but close enough to get in the way if I wanted. Her first victim was a close call. She drained twice her usual amount from the body, before she backed up. Bella took a moment to calm herself and then moved on. I knelt beside the man, making sure he was alright. He would be fine, just a little dazed. I stood, running after Bella.
What the-? Was all the next victim thought, before she was pulled into Bella's grasp. It took only a few hours. Bella had made nearly two hundred dollars and was no longer hungry. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I pulled down the hood and off the mask. Her burgundy eyes looked into mine. She was definitely happy, and very calm right now. She looked so beautiful in the moonlight. The ring on her hand sparkled just as much as the bracelet I had given her.
On our way back, I picked off a few animals, satiating my thirst. We slowed before we got to the house. We were both standing, in the permafrost, Bella staring at the stars above us.
"What do you see?" she asked suddenly. I looked to the sky. What did I see? Stars.
"What do you mean?" I asked, not answering with my instinct.
"I mean, what do you see? I see an expanse of incredible, unimaginable proportions, filled with mystery, wonder and possibilities. Filled with beauty, and inconceivable sights."
"Are we talking about us or the stars?" I replied swiftly. Bella turned to me, smiling.
"A little of both maybe." She said, looking at me expectantly.
"I see peace, tranquility, the ability to lose yourself watching the endless blackness. I see a sort of electricity, exciting and at the same time so relaxing." I answered honestly. "It's always changing, always moving, always unpredictable."
"Are we talking about us or the stars?" she repeated shyly.
"A little of both maybe." I quoted. We walked back to the house, hand in hand. We had so much on our plates right now. The possibility of danger, along with the knowledge of what was to come, right beside the future uncertainties. We knew that we would be married soon, and that for the next few years we would be living in this city, in this school. We didn't know what was to come. How would we grow together? We had both changed so much since our initial meeting. Had Emmett really seen a wolf? Or was his mind simply playing tricks on him? So many questions. At least we had eternity to answer them.