A/N: The final chapter.
Edward never returned my call. After worrying myself sick and emptying the entire contents of my stomach in the toilet, I decided to lie down. I didn't think I'd sleep a wink but the worrying was driving me mad.
I fell into slumber quickly. I was walking in the woods in Forks. The sun was slowly setting and a dense fog was moving in. There was a flash of something moving in front of me. I kept walking towards the clearing. Then I heard a voice. It was low, a whisper. I could faintly make out some of the words. It was all around me. I caught "change" and "eternity" and "Edward" and "thirst." I heard growls and snarls. The flash once again crossed my path. Goosebumps started rearing their ugly heads. I stopped in my tracks. The fog had a reddish hue to it.
I was lying in the meadow with Edward on top of me. We were making violent love. I felt his cool hand on my breast and I arched my back. He kissed me passionately and thrusted into me hard. It felt amazing; didn't hurt at all. I moaned his name and pulled him closer. His head moved to my neck and he started peppering kisses down my body.
Exquisite. That was the only way to describe it. He was fantastic. I could feel him rubbing my vaginal walls. I was so close. He smiled and his hand moved down, finding my clit. He began rubbing circles around it. It was too much; I reached my release. I closed my eyes and gripped his hair as I cried out his name, everything going blank for a moment. He snarled and continued his thrusts. I opened my eyes to watch him cum and was startled to see the image in front of me. I was no longer making love to Edward. I knew this figure, but couldn't understand what was going on. But I wasn't resisting; in fact I was enjoying him. He was fantastic, driving me to the brink again and again and then pulling back. I moaned his name several times and enjoyed what he was doing to me. His threw back his head as his orgasm hit and I felt the cool venom inside me. His black eyes found mine as he kissed me again. It was passionate, loving. He told me he loved me and there would never be another.
In this dream, I was not at all concerned where Edward had gone to.
Then I was back in the woods, alone. The darkness and fog had moved in and it was a bit frightening. I felt a chill in the air and my teeth started chattering. Suddenly that figure was right in front of me, eyes still black. Blood was trickling down his chin and his shirt was torn. He raised his hand out to take mine. Knowing I should be afraid, I placed it in his. We started walking to the clearing. He was silent; all I could make out was his breathing. It was ragged, like when hunting.
"What is…" I started to ask, an echo bouncing off my voice. His black eyes glanced at me menacingly. I stopped when he did and looked around. The fog had lifted. We were standing in a corner of the meadow. All the flowers were dead. They hadn't been alive for some time. I saw Edward standing across the way on the opposite tree line. I started to walk to him when I felt a tug. The figure still had my hand; his grip was painful. I asked him what was going on but he didn't say anything. He just looked around. It was as though he was possessed.
Now I started to become afraid. I called to Edward, the echo bouncing back. He didn't see me, didn't look at me. He walked to the center of meadow, looking down. Suddenly I saw another form, a woman. She was beautiful. She had long, curly brown hair and black eyes, a petite frame and full lips. Her neck bore a scar. Teeth marks. And her skin was iridescent, the same color as Edward's. She walked to him smiling and gently stroked his cheek. He smiled back and kissed her gently. He called her "Bella." Then they turned and walked towards us, holding hands. Edward's eyes were black. He nodded at the figure still holding my hand as they passed and then glared at me. "You are not my Bella," the echoy voice said. It was laced with venom. The woman next to him wrapped her arms around his middle and smirked at me. Then she started laughing, a light, melodic laugh. Edward looked me up and down with disgust as I tried to comprehend what was going on. Then with a shake of his head, he turned and the two of them walked away, never looking back.
I was destroyed. Who was this woman he was walking with? What happened? Why does this figure look like this? Why did my vision change? Why was I making love to Edward and then him?
I started hyperventilating; I couldn't understand what was going on. The figure with iridescent skin tugged on my hand and started walking to the spot where Edward had been. I followed; I didn't really have a choice. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. I figured he was comforting me for what I saw. I felt his lips at my neck. Suddenly the mark on my neck started burning, but all I noticed was the calm that washed over me. I leaned into the hug and sighed.
Then everything went blank.
I bolted up in my bed, breathing heavily and trying to figure out what had just happened. Who was that woman? Was that an immortal me? Or someone else? And if it is someone else, how did she win Edward's heart? What was I doing with that figure? Why was I letting him make love to me? I love Edward, not him. What the hell is going on?
I checked my phone. No message from Edward. I had not heard from him for almost twelve hours. To say I was worried was an understatement. I was literally panicking. I was considering calling Jacob and having the wolves come down to LA in case there was trouble. Nothing from Alice either. Her vision worried me more than anything. Edward's phone could have been dropped while hunting mountain lion and he just hasn't replaced it yet. But Alice. Alice was scary. She saw Edward hurt and me dead. And what happened to Jasper? Where were the other Cullens? Was it a battle? Did some more rogue vampires come into the area?
That would be my luck. Edward had told me to not leave until he was back. I was planning on it. I would stay home, call in sick if I had to. I knew my job was safe; that didn't bother me in the slightest. But I knew people would start to wonder. Alex would probably call as I usually see him at work. And now that I'm on speaking terms with Charlie, we talk fairly frequently. What if I was cut off from him?
Don't be silly, Bella. Edward didn't say you couldn't call people. That was true. In fact, why couldn't I call Alice?
So I did. It rang. And rang. No answer at all. I sighed and tried Rosalie. Same thing. What is going on? The Cullen clan not answering?
I sucked in a breath and dialed Jacob before I had second thoughts. He was not happy to hear from me. "What can I do for you?"
"I'm worried, Jake," I said. There was no time for casual conversation. "I'm worried about the Cullens. Alice was here with me and had a vision. She mentioned Jasper and Edward and took off. I called Edward and we talked for a bit and then his phone went dead. I haven't heard back and that was nearly twelve hours ago. Can you or the wolves check on them? Just make sure they're okay? You don't have to say anything, just go by their house."
Laughter on the other line. "You can't be serious, Bells. You want us to protect your precious Cullens? Protection from what?"
I climbed out of bed and went into the kitchen. I leaned against the sink. "I don't know. But I'm about to panic. Please Jacob. I'm begging you."
He sighed. "Okay. I'll see what I can do. You owe me, Swan."
I nodded. When am I going to learn that they can't see that? "Anything but sex, Black." I knew Jacob.
He growled. "Fine," he spat. "I'll gather Sam and the others. We'll check on your precious Cullens and report back in an hour or so."
"Thank you, Jacob."
After hanging up I started cleaning. I needed something to keep my mind off of Edward. He's fine. He just lost his phone. There was a spring in my step at the fact that Jacob was going to find them. He may have still been angry with me, but he was helping me. It meant he cared.
There was a knock at the door after an hour. I ran to it, hoping like hell it was Alice. I smiled as I threw it open. The smiled faded as my brain realized who was standing in front of me. It was him, the man in my dream. The one who replaced Edward making love to me, who bit my scar and changed me. In my dream, I belonged to him, not Edward. It can't be! I stared at the figure, frozen with fear.
"Hello, Bella," the soft voice said. His eyes were black and there was something radiating from them, something I couldn't figure out. Blood was trickling down his chin and his shirt was torn. He looked me up and down and licked his lips. I backed up slowly as he started approaching me.
It can't be, I repeated. The figure smiled. It was.
A/N: Wow! How was THAT for an ending?
Here is the summary and preview for My Heart's Desire. I will get it up as soon as possible.
Summary: Sequel to Bella's Revenge. Bella has been abducted by Edward's brother. Edward wages war on anyone who stands in his way of finding his one true love. Brother against brother. Can he save her before she's killed? Before she's turned? Or before she falls in love? How can Edward ever forgive his brother? The one he trusts. The one known as…Jasper.
"Wh-Where are we?" I opened my eyes slowly and took in my surroundings. We were in another hotel, this time a classy one. The bed was a queen-size and smelled of clean sheets. There was a couch in the corner and the television was facing it. There was a figure standing in front of the window.
"Alaska," the soft voice said. I smiled. Jasper had said he was going to take me to Iceland with a few stops on the way. I asked why Iceland and he replied simply "I've always wanted to go there."
"That's nice," I replied. He moved from his spot and stood in front of me. His cool hand brushed against my forehead gently. Since we left, I've gotten to know Jasper better. He really is wonderful and has been great to me. And I can't stop looking at him. I've seen him without his shirt twice. Nice, firm abs, toned arms and low-slung pants that only enhance my imagination.
I closed my eyes. I have to stop thinking this way. It's Jasper. Alice's Jasper. She would kill me if she knew I was having sexual thoughts about her husband. Not to mention it would destroy Edward. Edward. I didn't know if he was safe or even alive. Jasper told me very little about what happened. I would do whatever it took to keep Edward safe, even if that meant being changed.
"Are you okay?" he asked quietly. He was still stroking my forehead but saw my eyes were closed. I opened them and nodded. He smiled. "Lie with me?" I asked.
He did. He was very cautious, very hesitant. He slowly removed his hand and unbuttoned his shirt. His muscles stretched his tee shirt tight against him and he crawled into bed next to me. After a moment, he put an arm around me.
I snuggled back into his chest. I craved contact. We had been gone eight weeks and I was desperate for a man's touch. I shouldn't be thinking of him this way, but I couldn't help it. I knew he was attractive, but he had never held so much desire in me as he did now. I wanted him. All of him.
I sighed. He shifted so he was hovering over me, his weight on one arm. I knew that wasn't painful at all for him, being the vampire that he is. I slowly brought my hand up and ran it slowly down his arm, feeling his skin warm at my touch. His eyes, consistently black these days, closed and he moaned softly.
"That feels amazing," he whispered. I continued my movements. He opened his eyes. The blackness was still there, of course, but something else as well. They were full of depth, passion. Desire. I could only stare into the black void. I was lost, mesmerized by the passion I saw there, the beauty. I could not look away.
Then, very gently, he lowered his lips to mine.