Avoiding the Night
This story picks up in New Moon right where Edward leaves Bella in the forest. It pretty much follows at least the timeline of New Moon, although there are some definite changes; for instance, Bella never hears voices, and actually endeavors to give Jacob a chance. And not just a pity chance. She starts going out during the day, and starts avoiding the night.
A/N: This is my first fic, so please be nice! I'm kind of afraid of what everyone will say… However, I'd rather have bad reviews than no reviews at all, though, so please tell me what you're thinking!!
Also, I don't own Twilight, or anything else that cool. Too bad.
Chapter One: Abandonment
"Alice is gone?" My voice was blank with disbelief.
"She wanted to say goodbye, but I convinced her that a clean break would be better for you."
I was dizzy, it was hard to concentrate. His words swirled around in my head, and I heard the doctor in Phoenix, last spring, as he showed me the X-rays. "You can see it's a clean break", his finger traced along the picture of my severed bone. "That's good. It will heal more easily, more quickly".
I tried to breathe normally. I needed to concentrate, to find a way out of this nightmare.
"Goodbye, Bella," he said in the same quiet, peaceful voice.
"Wait!" I choked out the word, reaching for him, willing my deadened legs to carry me forward
I thought he was reaching for me too. But his cold hands locked around my wrists and pinned them to my side. He leaned down, pressed his lips very lightly to my forehead for the briefest instant. My eyes closed.
"Take care of yourself," he breathed, cool against my skin. There was a light, unnatural breeze. My eyes flashed open. The leaves on a small vine maple shuddered with the gentle wind of his passage.
He was gone.
I woke up to the rain falling on my face. I could hardly breathe; after crying myself to sleep and lying on a mossy, damp bed for hours upon hours, my allergies were bothering me. Maybe it was more due to my will to survive fading.
I knew it was pathetic. I knew a person couldn't actually die from heartbreak, but maybe if I stayed in this cold forest long enough, I would eventually die, and the doctors would see my tearstained cheeks and my puffy eyes and just figure that's what killed me.
Lying on the cold, wet ground, I thought back to mere weeks ago… watching Romeo and Juliet with Edward, him breathing all of Romeo's lines into my ear during the movie, putting the widely accepted prince of romance to shame. Where did it all go? How did everything go so horribly wrong?
I was drawn unexpectedly from my anguished reverie by the sound of a very large animal moving in the nearby brushes. "Edward.." I whispered, before dissolving into tears once again, for the millionth time tonight.
He was gone.
Suddenly, the sounds changed. It sounded more like footsteps, and for one-millionth of a second, I thought he came back to me. It only took me that long though to realize that if he were to come back, he'd be in front of me before I heard him.
An unrecognizable voice was speaking my name. Despite my unhappiness, I peered up curiously into the drenched forests.
"Have you been hurt?"
Oh, where to begin. I tried to say no, but then realized that it wasn't true. Maybe this strange man was like a T-Rex, and if I didn't move he'd go away and find someone else to ask personal questions.
"Bella, my name is Sam Uley."
"Charlie sent me to look for you."
Charlie! The name sparked a tiny flame of hope in my heart. Perhaps all wasn't lost… Charlie still loved me! Maybe if I went home and cried to him for a while, I would feel better and perhaps not still have puffy eyes whenever Edward came back for me.
Of this I had no doubt. He would come back. Although I never understood why Edward loved me so much, he certainly seemed to, and after a while, I had become so thoroughly convinced of the fact that it was hard to imagine anything else. I would hold onto hope for as long as it took.
Even though I hadn't responded to any of his inquiries or statements, Sam Uley seemed to decide it was time to take matters into his own hands. Picking me up easily, he ran out of the forest, seeming to know exactly where he was going. How did he run so fast without getting out of breath? I'd never run anywhere near that fast, and the timed one-mile run in gym class had always been the bane of my existence.
I suddenly heard voices; he had taken me into a large group of people. It seemed that a search team had been deployed in my absence.
"Bella!" I heard Charlie's voice from across the crowd. In the next second, I was being carried into my house by my father. He didn't seem to possess the ease of carrying a soaking wet girl that Sam Uley had.
For me, the rest of the night was lost in self-pity. I vaguely noticed being examined by a doctor, multiple questioning phone calls, and hushed discussion about the departure of the Cullens from Forks. I didn't really care; I just kept replaying the scenes from the last few weeks in my head over and over, desperate to keep some small part of Edward in my life.
They were gone? The Cullens had finally left Forks?
I didn't share the same hatred against the Cullens that my father and the "La Push" gang seemed to, but when you're in love with a girl like Isabella Swan for the greater part of your life and her seemingly perfect boyfriend suddenly vacates her life, you get a couple butterflies and your heart does a little victory dance.
Why did they hate the Cullens so much though? I had heard the legends, but as far as I was concerned, I just figured that the people on the reservation were just jealous. I mean, the Cullens were friggin' rich. The tiny sister with short hair has a Lamborghini, for Christ's sake. I was jealous too; our house looks like a little rustic cabin, and my car is… not functioning. No reason to hate a whole family, though.
"Jake!! Get your ass in gear or you'll miss the party!" Embry was all pumped up for the "Departure of the Cullens Bonfire". He didn't even know the Cullens, but if there was gonna be an event with food and possibly girls, he was all over that.
"I'll be there soon!" I hollered back. I guess I'd make an appearance. I wonder how Bella's doing?
She had been in the back of my mind since I had seen her on the beach with all of her friends last year. Now that she was single…
Snap out of it, man. She probably needs a friend. She loved him.
Well, maybe I would work on that. Nothing would be happier than being friends with Bella Swan… I mean after all, "Love is friendship caught on fire", right?
A/N: Well that's it, my first chapter!! I'm working on the second one right now, but please R&R so I can know how I'm doing! Thanks!