The sequel to "Indention of the Heart"
A/N: I pondered, and thought, and pondered some more about what I wanted to do with the sequel or whether or not it would happen. I like the idea of continuing this story and I've had a couple of PMs asking for it. It will be a slow progression, but it will happen. Just don't give up on me. I'm not exactly the most punctual poster or writer, but when the idea hits me, I will write it out. Thanks to everyone for bearing with me throughout "Indention," and I look forward to finishing the saga of Edward/Bella & Bella/Jasper.
And now for "Broken Open." Adam Lambert, you made this possible. Too bad you'll never know it.
(All material, people, persons and places are the sole property of Ms. Stephanie Meyer. Don't worry, I promise to NOT copyright any of this. On my Girl Scout's honor.)
I know the battles of chasing the shadows of who you wanna be
It doesn't matter, go on and shatter
I'm all you need
Broken pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
Lay here, it's safe here, I'll let you be broken open
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open
Broken Open - Adam Lambert
"Bella Swan, you are the only girl I ever loved, and if it takes a century to show you how much you meant to me, I'll keep trying. I can't let you go this easily."
He walked out and I had a feeling that my days with Edward Cullen hadn't come to an end just yet.
The worst pain in the world is knowing when you've screwed up. I know this pain, and I want it to go away. However much I hate it, I have no choice but to endure it. I know in my heart that the things I've done were completely stupid. I've had issues with letting go of things for far too long. When my parents passed away, I was left holding onto their memory, and when Bella came into my life, I was scared. I wanted her to stay with me forever, and I couldn't bear to lose her too. Ironically in the end, it was my possessiveness that pushed her away. She was happy with Jasper, and as much as it pained me, I thought I should let her be happy. I now know that I'll stop at nothing to make her see that I love her and that I want to be with her.
No more games.
I have to be changed Edward or else this will fail.
So, I sit here in Seattle, looking over the city, trying to figure out the best way to get her back in my life. I heard today from Alice that things are moving fast in Forks, and I've got to get back home before Bella makes up her mind about which man she wants in her life.
"What are you doing?" I asked Jasper as he pulled over on the side of the road. We'd only driven five miles from the house before he'd pulled out a blindfold and asked me to put it on. I looked at him strangely, of course, but I obliged.
"I want all this to be a surprise," he said as he tied the knot behind my head. "Now just be patient and don't ask a lot of questions. You know how much I hate keeping all this from you."
I smiled as I felt him put the Jeep back into drive. We drove for another five or ten minutes, and he stopped. I reached for the blindfold, but he pushed my hand away. "No, not until we're inside. I'm coming around to let you out." Every part of my being wanted to peek, but I didn't want to ruin his hard work, so I waited. I heard the door open and the rush of the cold, North West wind wisp around me. He grabbed my hand, helped me out and led me up a set up steps. I heard a familiar sound of a door, but I couldn't quite place it.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"Bella, please, just wait. We're almost there," he replied.
Then I smelled it; it was the familiar scent of … the Forks High School's cafeteria?
"Okay, you can take it off now," Jasper whispered at my ear.
I snatched the blindfold off and gasped. Jasper had gone as far as decorating the entire cafeteria in flowers and candles. All the tables and chairs had been pushed away, and only one, big, round table remained in the center. There were two plates, with a really nice centerpiece placed on the table. It was a very elaborate set up, and I can't imagine how long it took him to decorate everything.
"Jasper, I… this is beautiful. "How?" I stammered
"I had a little help," he said smiling. Of course he had. I looked across to the kitchen, spying blonde hair and a short crop cut, and then I heard giggles, followed by the door to the kitchen slamming. Alice and Rosalie. Figures.
Jasper led me to the table and pulled the chair out for me. He sat down next to me before drawing the bottle of chilled champagne from the bucket to pour us each a glass. "Happy Anniversary, Bella. I cannot believe it's been a year since you agreed to love me forever."
I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Jasper always thought of everything. Earlier today, I'd gone off to Alice and Rosalie because I thought he forgot. Now that I thought about it, I bet they'd had a hard time keeping this a secret.
"This is amazing, baby. I just can't believe you did all this for me."
"Why not? You are worth it, and so much more." I blushed and dropped my head. After all this time, it still felt odd when he would give me compliments.
I heard the door open to the kitchen, and Alice appeared in an apron with two plates of food. I glanced down and saw cheeseburgers and fries. "Enjoy," she said, reaching into her apron pockets and pulling out two canned cokes.
"Cheeseburgers?" I asked Jasper. He nodded as Alice skipped away.
"This was on the menu for lunch, the very first day I saw you in this exact cafeteria," he said, handing me the ketchup. I opened the bun to slather the red stuff on it when I noticed that my burger was hollowed out, and sitting in the middle of it was a black box. I looked at Jasper, and he smiled. I tore the rest of the burger apart to pull out the box, and as I opened it, my heart sped. I closed my eyes and reopened them to the most beautiful diamond I had every laid my eyes on.
Jasper stood, got on one knee, saying, "Isabella Swan, from the very first moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life. We've both been through hell and back, yet here we are together. I would walk through an eternity of hell just to have you with me. I guess what I'm asking you Bella is will you marry me?"
Tears streamed down my face as I nodded my head. "Yes, Jasper, yes, yes, yes," I said as he picked me up and spun me around in his arms. He stopped and kissed me hard.
"I love you so much," he said, holding me tight.
"I love you," I said, not ever wanting to let go.
Asking Charlie for Bella's hand in marriage was the most difficult task I'd ever had to face. Not only did I have to do it in front of him but some of his fishing buddies too. I was nervous as hell, but it went really well. After Charlie saw that I could fish, he didn't mind his daughter marrying me. Apparently, Charlie had taken Edward fishing once, and he'd complained about the bugs the entire time.
After I asked Bella to marry me, the two princesses, Rosalie and Alice, took over. Every evening when I would come home from work, there would be bridal magazines and planners spread out all over the kitchen table, and Bella was scribbling on tiny pieces of paper which outfits she liked more and which cake topper was the best. It was quite amusing to see her so enthralled in something like this. She was never one to take things so seriously, and you could tell she was having fun with it all.
The only thing we disagreed on was the venue.
Bella wanted to get married at the Cullen Estate, and I refused. It's not that I didn't love Rosalie and Emmett for everything they've done, but I just felt uncomfortable having it there.
I wanted to get married on the beach or somewhere a little more romantic.
As the weeks flew by, everything fell right on track though, and eventually, we had agreed on something. Even though it wasn't exactly romantic, it held a special place in our hearts. We agreed to let Alice and Rosalie attack the school cafeteria for our wedding. Believe it or not, Alice was the one who suggested it after she saw how much Bella and I argued over the final place.
Bella even had her dress ready to go. The bridesmaid's dresses were in place, and we had only three months left.
Then everything hit a brick wall.
I'll never forget the phone call.
The pain in her voice resounded through my ears as she fought to make out the words. She was sobbing so hard all I could hear was, "He's gone, Jasper."
"Who's gone?" I asked, and when she wouldn't answer, I panicked. She hung up on me as the sobs continued.
I jumped into my Jeep and fled the job site in Port Angeles, racing home to Forks. I burst through the door to find Bella in Alice's arms on the couch. Her face was flooded with tears, and Alice was trying to console her.
"What's going on?" I pleaded with Alice.
"Bella's dad had a heart attack out on the water today. They couldn't get him back to land fast enough."
"He's gone?" I asked.
Alice nodded. I reached down, pulling Bella into my lap and held her tight. "I'm so sorry, baby." I pulled her hair away from her face, and she looked at me straight in the eyes, saying, "Why? Why Dad?" I felt my heart break when I couldn't come up with an answer. All I could do was pull her back into my embrace and hold her close.
The next 24 hours were hard to deal with. Bella wouldn't eat and could burst into tears at any moment. She would cry so hard that she would make herself sick. She spent a couple of hours on the bathroom floor, and she just stopped being. Harry Clearwater and his wife Sue helped with the funeral arrangements as much as they could. Bella couldn't handle being in the same room as the funeral planner and excused herself early. I found her upstairs in her dad's bedroom, holding his pillow tight. She refused to talk to me.
The next couple of days were even harder. At the wake, Bella sat on Charlie's recliner and refused to talk to anyone. He requested that his body be cremated and his ashes spread over the lake where he and Harry fished. The day of the funeral was the hardest, though.
Bella walked up the hill to the lakeside where everyone had gathered. She held Alice's hand and mine tight as she tried hard to be strong. Her eyes were puffy and black from crying so much, and I didn't know it was possible for her to look thinner, but her face looked sunken in, destroyed by losing her father.
As the funeral progressed, Harry gave the most beautiful eulogy about how great of a man Charlie was. Almost the entire town had shown up for it, and as Bella and I walked to the water's edge, Bella stared down at her reflection in the water. She whispered, "I love you, Daddy," and opened the box containing Charlie's ashes, spreading them out across the water. She closed the urn, and I pulled her close to me. I kissed the top of her head before I walked her back to her seat. The town crowded around her, shaking her hand or hugging her, but she barely spoke a single word to anyone. After everyone cleared out, Bella refused to move, so I stayed right beside her. She stared out over the water, and it felt like she had gone with Charlie. Her smile, her light had disappeared right along with him, and I felt helpless to stop it.
Alice was motioning for me to follow her up the hill since I had to tell everyone where to meet for dinner, and I reluctantly walked away, watching Bella carefully.
I turned my back to ask Harry a question, and when I turned back around, I saw a tall, bronze haired man kneeling down beside her, holding her hand. It took only me a second to realize it was Edward, and I immediately saw red. How dare he show up on a day like this to bother Bella? I charged towards her as Emmett stopped me.
"Whoa, bro. Give him a second. He just wants to show Bella his sympathy for the loss of her father. If you go down there making a scene, it'll make it harder on her. Just give them a second. If he starts his shit, I'll help remove him." I nodded and watched him like a hawk.
That's all I could see; it was all I could feel. Even Jasper, who was my light in the dark couldn't help pull me out of all this. I hated life; I hated everything about living without my father. How could this happen? He was supposed to be there for me in everything. He was supposed to walk me down the aisle. The moment I realized he wouldn't do that, I almost lost it again, until a familiar voice shook me out of my panic attack.
"Bella, I'm… I'm so sorry about Charlie. He was a good man." I looked up and saw Edward standing beside me.
I gazed back, saying, "Why the hell does everyone keep telling me that? I know who my father was."
Edward knelt down beside me and tried to find the words, but you could see he had no idea what to say to me. It was the same reaction that everyone had when I'd ask a question like that. No one would have any answers for me.
"I think they keep saying it because we have no idea what else to say to each other when something happens to someone we love." His eyes were soft, mellow. They were the eyes that I fell in love with at the age of 16, and I reached for his hand. It was the first time in days that I felt like myself, and I felt a little guilty that I could be like this with Edward, and not Jasper. Edward was comfort for me, though. I had to remember in the back of my mind that I wasn't with him, but it felt awesome to have his hand in mine again.
"I'll be in town for a couple of days. If you need to talk, I'm staying at Rosalie and Emmett's." I nodded as I watched Edward walk away. I took my eyes off him for one second to see Jasper's hurt expression staring down at me.
What the hell was I thinking?
A/N: Well folks, that's just the beginning. Ever heard the old saying, "We do the strangest things to help us cope after we lose someone we love?" Well this may end up being the case. Chapter 2 to follow soon, and thanks so much for sticking with this. It was hard to write. Thanks to my beta CereuleanBlue for her awesome beta job. Thanks to poochi_mama aka JennyP for always being my support and to the rest of my Team Fire & Ice / SouthernTwiNite ladies. And to HanFauxLo, you are my rock. I love you and thanks for being my "Jasper."