AN This O/S was my entry for the 80's Power Ballad Contest. Thanks to all who read and voted. I have made some slight changes to this story, so I will be posting it as six short chapters, one each week. Special thanks to my awesome prereader, IAmTheAlleyCat from Sparkly Red Pen. You are the best!
Also, thanks to the wonderful betas from Project Team Beta, StoryPainter and RN4Edward.
Warning: This story is uses graphic violence and does not have a happy ending. AU, OOC.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Stephanie Meyer owns all things Twilight and Queen owns "Who Wants to Live Forever" (lyrics are woven throughout the dialogue). No copyright infringement intended.
The last notes drifted away and we stared at each other, eyes unwavering, oblivious to everything around us. I could hear her heart racing, her breathing frantic as I leaned towards her. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to hers. An electrical jolt shuddered through my body with such intensity I swore that I could feel my heart actually beat. Our lips moved together in synchrony, pleading for more. I pressed down harder, desperate to be closer to her taste, to her warmth. She responded by tangling her hands into my hair, and I moaned at the warmth of her touch. It was like a rip tide pulling me under, drowning me in lavender and freesia.
There's No Time for Us
Present Time, Noon
Rays of sunlight cascaded over her mahogany hair as I glided my fingers over streaks of red and gold. Why didn't I notice this before? I thought to myself. Most of our time together was spent hidden under overcast skies. Even before I met Bella, I spent most of my life in the shadows. It wasn't until she came into my life that I realized how bright the world was around me. In my mind, the sun rose and set by her.
Holding her in my arms under the cloudless sky was bittersweet. Her hair was glorious in the sunlight, as it lay over her shoulders, wild and wind-blown. Her white blouse, fluttering in the gentle breeze, was torn, exposing patches of delicate skin. The dirt that streaked her face could not hide her beauty; she was a sight to behold, taking my breath away. I pulled her closer to me and inhaled her sweet scent, causing my throat to flare in pain.
I sat on the highest peak of a ridge native Texans called the Devil's Backbone. On any other day, I would have laughed at the thought of someone like me sitting here with an angel lying in my arms. Instead, I furrowed my brow, watching her chest rise and fall to the rhythm of her heartbeat, counting each breath, and wondering if it would be her last.
Beads of sweat rolled from her forehead down into her eyes. I looked for shade to shield her from the blazing heat of the sun, but all I saw were shrubs and cacti. I stroked her flushed face, trying to cool her off with my cold hand.
Bella moaned and tried to open her eyes.
"Jasper," she whispered, "it hurts."
"Shh, darlin', save your energy. Carlisle will be here soon; he will help you."
"You need to do it. I don't have much longer."
"Everything is going to be okay. You just need to lay still and rest."
"It's so—wet," she said, her voice fading as she spoke, "and sticky." Her head fell to her chest as she lost consciousness.
I sighed with relief. Perhaps, it was better that she was not awake. I didn't know how much longer she could take the pain. I lifted my hand off of her torso carefully, not wanting to wake her. I stared at my red-stained hand as drops of blood streaked down my arm, and I groaned; her injuries were worse than I thought.
I pulled off my black t-shirt and folded it into a bandage, hesitating to pull off the blood-soaked bandana that covered the holes in her abdomen.
I cursed at my weakness. I could change her now and end her suffering, but something deep inside me told me it would be a mistake. I wouldn't be able to stop, and I would end up killing her. I would lose her forever.
"Carlisle, I need you," I called out softly. I wanted to yell for him, but I didn't want to scare Bella. She had seen enough horror today to last her a lifetime.
I looked down to the open range below, hoping that Carlisle would be working his way up to us. I knew it was wishful thinking; he was with the rest of the family fighting for their lives. I pressed my hands against my head and closed my eyes, desperately trying to erase the memory of the last twenty minutes.
We had just rescued Charlie, who was kidnapped by Victoria's newborns and held hostage in an abandoned warehouse. There were only a handful of newborns guarding Charlie, and Victoria was nowhere to be found, so the rescue was fairly easy—too easy. Jake and Sam, who volunteered to help us, didn't even have to phase.
Bella insisted she come along to make sure that Charlie was okay, but I wanted her as far away from danger as possible. Eventually, we settled on her staying with Charlotte and Alice, with a cell phone in hand, in an SUV parked ten miles away from the warehouse.
Charlie was unconscious when we found him, so we drove him to Bella. Carlisle looked him over and found nothing wrong, except a bump on the head and a few bruises. When Charlie woke up, he couldn't recall why he was taken, so Bella explained to him that he had been kidnapped and showed him a ransom note—forged by Alice. She told him that Carlisle and Esme were ready to give the kidnappers the ransom but when they arrived, they found him alone. Charlie looked skeptical when Bella told him the story, but Carlisle confirmed everything and Esme took over the situation, fussing over Charlie before he started asking more questions. She suggested that we drive to Austin and find a hotel so that he could rest before the flight back to Seattle.
Sam and Jake left with Charlie while we stayed behind to make sure there were no traces of our battle. After we finished cleaning up, the family drove ahead of us while Peter and Charlotte rode with Bella and me. We were just outside of Wimberley when Bella said she needed to take a human moment, so I pulled over at a rest stop. As Peter, Charlotte, and I stood next to the car, gazing at the rolling hills of the small Texas town, he warned me that he felt something was off—I should have listened. Next thing I knew, I heard shattering glass and a piercing scream from the ladies room. We ran into the building, and found glass fragments from a broken window scattered across the floor. My heart lurched into my throat when I realized Bella was taken.
Peter was able to pick up her scent as well as the scent of another vampire, and we gave chase after whoever had taken Bella. I tried to call Carlisle on my phone, but couldn't get a signal. I cussed and crushed the phone in frustration. I then made a conscious decision to hunt down the person who took Bella and to kill them at first sight, no questions asked. I made sure the decision was absolute so that Alice would have a clear vision of what happened—hopefully, they would turn the car around and find us sooner rather than later.
After running for a couple of miles, Peter drew to a sudden halt. We crouched, ready to attack, and I could feel that she was near—Victoria, her hate radiating off of her.
Suddenly, I heard loud growls heading towards us. Peter and I turned to face an onslaught of newborns. It was then that I realized that we had walked straight into a trap. The battle we had just won was only a ruse to get us to let our guard down.
I charged at the newborns. Left and right, each one I touched fell to the ground headless, yet with each newborn I killed, there were two more to replace them.
And then, I heard her high-pitched laugh.
Victoria was holding Bella, whose eyes were wide with horror. I growled, crouching low and ready to attack, and she squeezed Bella tighter. Bella cried out as her ribs were crushed under Victoria's hold, causing me to cringe. Noticing my obvious distress in watching Bella's pain, Victoria smirked, daring me to take another step forward. I stood still, calculating my next move and ignoring her taunts until I knew for sure that the next move I made would be the last one she would live to see.
Her eyes narrowed, sensing that I wasn't going to fall victim to her ploy, so she slowly lifted her hand and plunged her fingers into Bella's stomach. Bella screamed in agony, and Victoria released her hold, allowing Bella to collapse on the ground, unconscious.
I roared with fury as I ran across the open plain at the speed of light. Victoria turned to run, but froze when Alice suddenly appeared and blocked her escape. Through my peripheral vision, I saw Emmett and Rosalie racing towards the newborns with Carlisle and Esme close behind. Alice must have been watching for us to get there so quickly, and for that, I was eternally grateful to her.
Alice jumped on Victoria and managed to bite down on her shoulder. She screeched in pain and grabbed Alice by the throat, flinging her off and onto the ground. She tried to run again, but it was too late. Alice's interference gave me the split second I needed to fly through the air and rip off Victoria's head.
Alice bounced back up and started to tear off the rest of Victoria's limbs. "I got this. Get Bella to safety."
"Thanks," I said to her as I gathered Bella into my arms and ran to the highest ridge I could find. The last thing I saw was the look on Alice's face as she stared with grief at Bella's limp body. I ran faster towards the ridge, desperate to escape the look on her face, not wanting to admit to myself that Alice's vision may come to fruition.
I forced myself to open my eyes, shaking my head to bring me back to the present. I needed to concentrate on keeping Bella alive. I used my energy to block out the sounds of the battle below, focusing on the beating of her heart. I held on to that sound like a man holding on to a life raft. The thumping of her heart, once steady and strong, grew slower. I pressed my head against her chest silently praying. Keep going. Beat. Beat for me.
I quickly pulled the bandana off and replaced it with my t-shirt. It was soaked within seconds.
Bella's eyes fluttered open and she gasped in pain.
"I'm sorry, darlin'. I had to change your bandage."
Her whole body shook as she shivered. "I'm so cold, Jasper."
I rubbed her arms with my hands, trying to create friction to keep her warm.
Bella lifted her hand and gently cupped my check. "It's okay, Jasper. You can let go."
"Tell the family I love them."
"No, you will tell them yourself."
"Tell Alice that she was right."
"No, I won't, because she wasn't," I growled. "You are not leaving me, damn it!"
I lifted her head gently. All of her love and the belief she had in me shone in her eyes, leaving me breathless. With just one look from her, I knew that I had to rid myself of all my self-doubts and try. If I didn't, I would lose her. I then tilted her head to the side and brushed her hair back. I took a deep breath and braced myself. I was going to make this work. My lips parted as I brought them down to her neck.
"I love you, Bella," I murmured. Gently, my teeth penetrated her fragile skin, like needles piercing the finest silk. Her warm blood oozed into my mouth and swirled onto my tongue. The taste was sweet and succulent. She moaned at the painful penetration of my teeth, and I felt her lose consciousness again and go limp in my arms.
I struggled to maintain my focus as I fought the instinct to swallow. Don't swallow, I thought to myself. I knew if I dared to take in one drop of her blood, I would no longer be able to hold the beast back, and I would be lost in a wild frenzy. I concentrated on pushing as much venom as I could into her body. I moaned in agony when the temptation to swallow began to overwhelm me. I turned my head away quickly and spat her blood onto the ground. I then licked her wound so that my venom could close it.
I whimpered as I prepared to inject her with more venom. I knew I had to make sure she got enough venom into her system; she was so weak, and she was fading fast. I braced myself again as I lifted her arm and plunged my teeth into her wrist. My hands started to tremble, and I choked on the overflow of venom in my throat. I could feel myself beginning to lose control as the torturous temptation of her blood swept through my body like a tidal wave. It took every ounce of strength for me to lift my head, spew out the blood from my mouth, and quickly close her wound.
My body ached with desire to swallow the minute amount of blood that coated my mouth. My will to keep her alive and my body's desire for nourishment were raging a battle so intense that I started to convulse with violent seizures.
When I finally gained control of myself, I groaned in pain. I could still taste her on my tongue. With all the strength I could muster, I stuck my finger down my throat and started to wretch. Venom spewed up and out of my mouth, washing away the last remnants of her blood.
When it was finally over, I sat and waited. The seconds passed as I focused on the faint thumping of her heart growing fainter and fainter. I placed my head against her chest not trusting my vampire hearing. I couldn't understand what was happening to her. The venom should be spreading through her body like wildfire, sending her into a frenzy of pain.
I lifted my head and cried, "No! Bella, don't leave me."
Bella moaned; her eyes rolled as she struggled to maintain consciousness. I sobbed into her chest, fearful that I was losing her.
I felt a warm hand stroke my hair. "Shh . . . You made my life . . . the happiest I could have ever had." Her voice faltered as she struggled to speak. "Even though we only had one sweet moment set aside for us . . . I'm grateful for that moment. Our fate was decided since the beginning, Jasper. There's no chance for us, it was already decided for us. But if I had to do it all over again . . . I would."
"Bella, don't, please," I pleaded as her breathing became more labored.
She struggled to take another breath and with a final gasp, she said, "I love . . . you."
Tears slid down her cheeks. I bent down and touched her tears with my lips, quivering with despair.
"Don't give up, Bella," I pleaded. "You need to allow the venom time to spread. We can have forever. We can love each other forever. Please, just hang on a little longer."
I closed my eyes and wept.
AN The weekly posting will be on Sundays. If you would like a teaser, let me know in your review and I will send it to you Wednesday evening. Thanks for reading!