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**See A/N at bottom for better synopsis.****
Am I Dreaming?
CH 1: Am I Dreaming? (BPOV)
There was wind that wasn't there before, blowing my skin against my skull and flinging my hair back behind me with enough force that it felt like someone was tugging on it. I'd left my stomach back at the starting point; the adrenaline coursed through my body, tingling in my veins. The trees raced past me, blurring into a wall of green.
But this was only first gear. My foot itched toward the gearshift as I twisted for more gas.
"No, Bella!" the angry, honey-sweet voice ordered in my ear. "Watch what you're doing!"
It distracted me enough from the speed to realize that the road was starting a slow curve to the left, and I was still go straight. Jacob hadn't told me how to turn.
"Brakes, brakes," I muttered to myself as I instinctively slammed down with my right foot, like I would in my truck.
The bike was suddenly unstable underneath me, shivering first to one side and then the other. It was dragging me toward the green wall, and I was going to fast. I tried to turn the handlebars the other direction, and the sudden shift of my weight pushed the bike towards the ground, still spinning toward the trees. (New Moon 186-187)
I came to an abrupt stop as I slammed into something hard. My world goes black and I feel as if I was floating.
I've heard of the term 'my life flashed before my eyes' before, but only one person in my life flashed through my mind, my Adonis with his cold hard skin and his warm golden eyes. I wondered if my life is over. Am I heading to heaven? Now I would never have a chance to see if Edward would change his mind and come back to me.
Scenes flashed through my mind, some silent, others were spoken. The first being lunch and Biology my first day at Forks. Then, was our first conversation during a Biology lab. After that, was the day he saved me from Tyler's van. When he found me in Port Angeles followed. All these scenes were silent.
The first one with sound was when I sat with him at lunch the day after Port Angeles. I heard word for word a conversation I have forgotten. Edward was telling me that he cared for me more, because he could leave, if that's what it took to keep me safe. How could I forget that? But, September had to cancel that out, right?
The next conversation was one we had in my hospital room, again I grew more confused. The following conversation made my head whirl more. Edward was talking about killing himself if anything happened to me. That was only two days before he left. Did my party drastically change things that much? Or was all his loving words lies?
Panic sets in as I watch the next scene unfold. Edward was telling me good-bye; I paid attention and listen carefully. Something I was too distraught to do when he was leaving. Which was the lie? The, 'I love you so much, I can't live without you' or 'I don't want you'.
I saw myself pleading to go with them. Edward response, 'I don't want you to come with me.' It was me who turned it around to 'You don't want me'. But he had agreed. He told me he loved me in a way, but he had to look away while doing so. Was his resolve cracking? Am I looking too much into things, in desperation of some hope that Edward loves me?
I can't recall a time where I have ever been more confused. The more I think of it, the possibility Edward lied in the woods that day it seems more and more possible.
I willed myself to open my eyes to get out of this darkness. I was going on a mission, I don't know how I will do it, but I must.
I must find Edward and demand some answers. If it turned out he wasn't lying then it will be the final nail in my coffin. I may not be able to continue on afterwards, but even with a glimmer of hope, I had to try.
I prayed that I'm right and when I find him that I will convince him, that him being out of my life isn't the answer. How to find him is my first obstacle. Correction. Second. My first was to wake up. Come on, already. Wake up! I yelled at myself.
"Miss…Miss…" a velvety familiar voice called.
It was familiar, but not musical, like I remembered. Could it be? But then why is he calling me, Miss? Where was Jacob? "Miss, please are you alright?" the voice called again.
Finally, I'm able to open my eyes slowly, blinking to adjust to the light.
"Thank goodness. I beg your pardon, Miss, please forgive me, for knocking you down." When I don't answer he continues. "Miss, are you alright? Would you like me to get you some help?"
My eyes turned to the speaker. The first thing I noticed was the wonderful bronze hair. However, I frowned at the eyes — green eyes? Where are his golden eyes?
The man before me is definitely Edward, but a human Edward. I looked around; I am on the ground on a street of some city. Everyone was dressed like they were from Anne of Green Gables time. I looked down at my own clothes — including myself. What in the world! Am I having a weird dream?
"Miss, Can you answer me, are you alright?" Edward asked, he looked at me with great concern.
"Yes, I think so?"
I went to stand up; Edward was quick to his feet and offers his hand for me to take. I felt the electricity buzz between us, but I am slightly thrown off that its warm. He looked at our hands, then quickly dropped them. I am still feeling light headed.
I looked around and I have no idea where I am.
"Where am I?" I asked bewildered, spinning in a small circle.
"On the corner of North Shore Drive and North Boulevard." Edward answered looking at me curiously. I had no clue where that was.
"What city?" I asked softly, I am starting to feel dizzy. I tried to take a deep breath, but something was preventing me.
"Chicago." Edward answered.
Chicago?! I looked down at my clothes, again then back at human Edward. His facial expression was back to very concerned and he looked at me oddly. Did I go back in time? Is that even possible? Again, I am wondering if I am dreaming.
"I know this must seem strange, but what is the date?" I bit my lip
"May 1, 1918. You must have hit your head harder than I thought." Edward said slowly. My head reeled with new information. I started to feel panicky and I began to hyperventilate.
"Miss, I think I should bring you to a doctor. You do not look well. Perhaps you should sit, first" Edward looked around frantically. Before I can register what to do next; I started to sway and I felt Edward's arms catch me before I hit the ground.
A/N: In this story Bella will travel back to 1918 and meet human Edward. She will have to decide to what is right and sure the future follows on the right path of ensuring Edward is changed and possibly lose him when she goes back to the future. Or if she is going to be selfish for once and try to keep Edward from getting sick and having a life with him. She will get more confused when she falls for green-eyed boy as hard as she has for the Golden eye one.
Edward's pov from present time will be also seen as he finds out Bella is in a coma and he is getting memories of her in his past that he never remembered before.
Possible chance for Edward's pov from 1918 too.
"Forgive me. I am Mrs. Masen and you are staying at my home. My son, Edward Jr., brought you here after you collapsed a second time. Our home was closer than a hospital. Our family doctor has checked you out. May inquire to whom you are, my dear?" She asked pleasantly.
"My name is Isabella Swan; although, I prefer to be called Bella." I tell her softly.
"Beautiful Swan," a new voice enters the conversation. I look up and Edward is leaning against the doorframe hands in his pockets of his knickers.