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Written in the Stars
Edward is more honest about his true feelings for Jacob during the fight in ch.6 in Eclipse causing Bella to break ties sooner. Events change from there in the book. The Cullens find themselves back in time as humans. Will they stay human or was it written in the stars for them to always be vampires?
CH 1 Jealous:
His hands were in fists again. I could feel them against my back.
The words popped out thoughtlessly. "Is this really just about my safety?"
"What do you mean?" he demanded.
"You aren't…" Angela's theory seemed sillier now than before. It was hard to finish the thought. "I mean, you know better than to be jealous, right?"
He raised one eyebrow. "Do I?"
"Easily – there's nothing humorous about this."
I frowned suspiciously. "Or… is this something else altogether? Some vampires-and-werewolves-are-always-enemies nonsense? Is this just a testosterone-fueled-"
His eyes blazed. "This is only about you. All that I care is that you're safe."
Something in his eyes changed and his hands held me close to him tighter than he normally would but not enough that it hurt. "So what if I am jealous, would you stop trying to run off to be with him." He asked, his voice lacked his normal confidence.
"I would tell you that it's ridiculous for you to be. I love you. I know that I will love you for all eternity, if you let me. Jacob is like family to me. I love him like a brother. I can't just write him out of my life. So if it's this vampire vs. werewolves controversy, I'm staying out of it." I was starting to wonder if there was a possibility Angela was right after all.
Edward's eyes flickered away as his jaw tightened then they flickered back to me.
"You may only see him as a brother but that isn't how he feels about you, is it?" he asked coolly. My mouth opened to refuse but before I could I changed my mind.
"He knows how I feel about you." I couldn't lie, but I couldn't confirm his question either.
"That's not what I asked."
"I told him even before you were back that we could only be friends. He seemed happy with that." I answered.
"Bella…"he sighed closing his eyes.
"Look, regardless, he needs a friend right now. He hates what he has become and is struggling with it. He was there for me and it's only right for me to be there for him." I reinstated an old defensive response. He shook his head very slightly with a frown on his face.
"In my day, men and women weren't friends, not without the guy wanting to pursue the girl. A guy certainly wasn't friendly to another man's girl, unless he was trying to take her from him." Edward explained. I found this argument to be silly. Things have changed a lot since 1918.
"One, this isn't your time. Men and women can be friends without being anything else. Two, I can fairly well decide my friends for myself." I argued.
"Bella, if just being friends was the case, then why didn't he answer any of your calls or come here himself to see you while you were on restriction. You reached out to him, but he was the one to shut you out, repeatedly. He was wrong to make you feel guilty that you haven't tried or like you abandoned him. If he wanted or needed you as a friend why did he act that way instead acting like a jilted suitor? Why does he try to hold your hand all the time and try to separate us? He makes it so you feel like you have to go to La Push just so I can't be there. He wants you to choose him over me." Edward gave a low growl.
I took a step back away from him as I sat at the edge of my bed. "You're wrong." I whispered not fully believing it myself, I was starting to get skeptic. Jacob's conversation from earlier came to mind, how he wished that Edward never came back, how he thought things would be better off. He no more wanted me with Edward than Edward wanted me spending time with him. But he didn't feel that way still for me, right? Or was I just fooling myself. If he found his own someone than he might understand what I felt for Edward more and realize we will always be only friends.
"Edward, he was there for me when no one else was. I know I sound like a broken record, but I have to help him too. I want to see him happy, he deserves to be happy. I know you aren't able to see it with this enemy nonsense, but he is a good guy." I traced the design on my bedspread not looking up. I fought the tears that were coming to my eyes.
I didn't hear him move but he was suddenly kneeling before me and captured my hand with his. With the other hand he placed a finger gently under my chin lifting it to look at him. His eyes were gentler and softer now. "I know he was there for you when I wasn't and a connection formed between the two of you. I believe you when you say you want to see him happy. You're sweet and caring like that. I'm just afraid he takes advantage of that." Edward sighed. I frowned and shook my head. Jacob wouldn't do that.
"He isn't. He just needs a friend. The others like being wolves and he has no one to talk to." I insisted. Edward's face remained blank for another long moment before he smiled at me.
"By the way I will love you for all eternity too." He kissed the tip of my nose, switching gears.
"It would be longer if you would change me." I smiled. He smirked a bit and shook his head.
"Possibly, but I'm not going to change you, unless you marry me first." He gave me an angelic smile as I tried not to pout.
"Edward…" I groaned slightly. I hated to say no to him, but I wasn't ready for that.
"Bella," he mocked and snickered when I narrowed my eyes. "Love, don't take this the wrong way, but you kind of smell like a wet dog." His eyes glowed with amusement as I huffed and hit him with my pillow.
I jumped up and grabbed my toiletry bag to head for the shower. I tripped on my way out of the room. I could here Edward laugh softly from my bed.
After dinner I stayed in the kitchen to borrow the phone. Edward had left after we finished talking, promising he would be back tonight. Before he came back I felt like I needed to talk to someone I trusted. I was starting to think maybe Angela was right after all and I wanted a second opinion and advice. Alice was out of the question since Edward might over hear. I needed a biased person anyways, so it left Charlie out too. That left Renée. I was hesitant because I knew she thought Edward and I were too serious. But I didn't know who else to call.
Once Charlie was absorbed in his game with a beer and a snack, I called Renée, wishing I could do it from the privacy of my room.
"Hey, Mom," I sat up on the counter and twirled the phone cord with my hand. Charlie really needed to update his phone or maybe I should just get a cell phone.
"Hi, Sweetie, how are you?" She sounded carefree and must have been outside since I could hear waves crashing in the background.
"I'm alright. How are you and Phil doing?" I asked politely.
"We are doing fine. Phil is at the batting cages right now. So what is up?" she asked.
"I had to ask your advice about something?" I admitted.
"About boys? Are you and Edward being safe?" I rolled my eyes as she got excited.
"Yes, in fact we couldn't be safer?" I hoped this wasn't going to go to the safe sex talk.
"Good. Then what is the problem?" she sounded curious.
"Well, Edward doesn't like that I spend time with Jacob. He thinks Jacob is dangerous and that he likes me more than he should."
"So he is jealous, sweetie. Most boys would be if they thought another guy was around their girlfriend too much."
"But Jacob is going through a rough time and I feel like I should be there for him like he was for me. Is it really unreasonable to be friends with a guy?" I asked.
"How does Jacob see you? Has he ever said anything about wanting to be more than friends? What has he thought about you and Edward being back together?" She fired off several questions before I could answer them.
"Well, at one point before Edward came back it seemed he wanted more. I told him I didn't see him that way and probably wouldn't. He still wanted to be friends, and he did seem hopeful that I would change my mind. But Edward came back and I thought he understood that I loved Edward. Although he mentioned recently that he wished Edward never came back, that things would be better; he also seemed angry with me for forgiving Edward." It rushed out of my mouth.
"So things are serious between you and Edward." She sounded smug.
"Mom…" I braced myself for a lecture and was surprised when I heard a giggle.
"Bella, hold on. I told you when you were both here I saw that you two seemed serious. I never said that it's a bad thing. You two seem to have a connection that most adults don't have." She stated. I still couldn't tell if she was upset or not.
"So you're saying we're too young to feel this way." I sighed. There was a moment of silence.
"To tell you the truth, I think you two are soul mates. In fact, I was sure that you were going to announce that you two were getting married when you were here." She laughed again.
"Are you telling me that wouldn't upset you?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"At one time …I though it would've. But as I said, there's just something between the two of you that I can tell that it will last. If you have that connection, you embrace it and don't let it go or let anything get in the way of it. I just hope you wait to add babies to the mix since you want to go to college." Renée advised and I sat there in a bit of shock. Finding Phil must have made her soft on love and marriage.
"Back to Jacob, sweetie. I think you might be a little naïve and not seeing that boy has feelings for you. I think it's best you distance yourself from him."
"But he has been hurting and he is okay with being just friends." I sighed in resignation.
"Have you thought that part of why he is hurting is that he missed out on the girl? As long as you're there he's going to think he has a chance. He and Edward will probably never be friends. And as long as you try to have them both, you will unintentionally hurt them both." I frowned as I thought about it. I would never want to hurt either of them.
"Think of it this way. How would you feel if the situation was reversed and Edward's best friend was a girl?" Renée asked.
In my mind I pictured a beautiful blonde vampire with Edward holding hands. Edward running off to meet her, when I was away, behind my back. The idea hurt to think of. I knew Edward would never betray me, but it wouldn't make me happy either. I would constantly worry that he would leave me for her.
"I guess I can see your point. But what am I to tell Charlie? He's insisting I spend time with Jacob. In fact, he practically demanded it as part of releasing me from my punishment." I peered into the living room to make sure he was still busy.
"You tell him that you're old enough to decide your friends for yourself. If he gives you that much of an issue, I will talk to him." I could practically see her rolling her eyes as she spoke.
"Thanks, Mom." I told her before we said our good nights.
Charlie didn't look up as I went upstairs. Normally I would've showered but I did it earlier after Edward's comment. Instead I changed into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. I curled up in the rocking chair, draping a blanket around my shoulders. I was going to read but I found myself distracted.
It was more reasonable to suspect Edward might be slightly jealous, although I would probably never get him to admit it. Both my mother and Angela seemed to think the same way. Angela had no reason to be bias where my mother had every reason not to like Edward. Yet Renée seemed surprisingly on Edward's side, although Charlie seemed to be on Jacob's side.
I had to figure out a new solution to what I was doing. I hated fighting with Edward about going to La Push. When it was just about the 'werewolves are dangerous' line, I easily believed he was overreacting. However, if it was more due to jealously, I had to respect that rather then blow it off. Sure there was no reason for it, but I couldn't ignore his feelings. Edward in the end came first and I would never want to hurt him.
Jake has been a great friend. But when he became a werewolf a bitterness appeared that wasn't there before. It was rare to see that old friend.
Whenever I did talk to Jake, I was always defending myself for being with Edward. I was getting tired of it. I knew before it was wrong and selfish to hold on to him when Edward was gone. But I ignored it since I was desperate at the time. I would have to fix that wrong and do what I should have done when he first told me how he felt. I would have to say good-bye before I was changed anyways.
I wanted to do it in person though. I at least owed him that. I just hope Edward would understand my last trip into La Push. He wouldn't like it, but it would be the last time I would have to do it. I wonder if I could talk Alice into not ratting me out and giving me an hour.
I must have fallen asleep at some point, for when I woke up the room was dark and I was lying in my bed. Edward was just pulling up the covers.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He whispered.
"I'm glad you did." I reached up for a kiss and his lips brushed lightly against mine.
"Go back to sleep, my love, it's very late." He brushed my hair back over my shoulder.
"Lay with me." I patted next to me. He laid down on top of the covers and I curled into him, resting my head against his chest.
"Edward," I whispered interrupting his humming. I shifted to see his face. "I'm sorry for making you worry about me earlier. It was never my intent. I'm just trying to make everyone happy. Instead I am failing miserably." His eyes met mine and they were filled with love.
"Bella, you do make me happy. More than happy. You're my everything. I'm sorry for losing my temper with you earlier. I'm not willing to take any chances with your safety. It has taken me so long to find you that I would be lost without you. I will not rest until Victoria is gone and you're not in so much danger. Just be patient with me, please." Edward's fingers brushed my cheeks.
"I will do my best." I promised, inwardly I sighed.
I ran a finger under one of his eyes. "Did you get to hunt at all?" I asked sadly.
"Not much before Alice called me." He admitted. "I plan on going this weekend. The girls will be around." I nodded, trying to fight the frown on my face. Edward noticed then pulled me closer.
"I won't go. I will just stick to game around here." He muttered.
"No, you should go, you need it. Maybe it will help you to relax if you hunt more game that you like. In fact, no coming back before you bag yourself a couple of mountain lions." I smiled at him.
"I will see what I can do. Perhaps, I will try Emmett's method of wrestling a bear." He chuckled.
"As long you come back to me." I buried my face into his chest.
"I will always come back to you. Nothing will keep me away." Edward promised rubbing my back.
"Good night," I reached up for one more kiss. The kiss started off chaste, but slowly changed to more passionate.
I felt his hand slide down my back and rest on the small of my back before he gently pulled me closer. I could feel my body press up against his cool one. My own fingers got lost into his hair when I tried to pull him closer to me.
My mind grew foggy and I just wanted to be closer to him. Edward pulled back slowly and kissed my forehead, then my nose. He separated us slightly and ran his nose in my hair just behind my ear. My heart was still fluttering with excitement, but I knew we were at his stopping point.
"Sweet dreams," he whispered. They always were when he held me as I slept.
Edward might not have right out said that he was jealous, but at least he was more honest about his feelings about Jacob. Before when he just said it was because he was a wolf. I didn't blame Bella for thinking he was being unreasonable.
I do think if Bella though he was jealous or that she might hurt them both she would've backed off sooner. She tried to say good-bye before only to allow Jacob to pull her back in with the promise he would be good. But I think she have justed instinct and let go earlier.
The first few chapters will have some similarities to Eclipse, but it will take a drastic turn.
The story starts with a section right out of Eclipse as noted.
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"You can braid Rose's." she smiled evilly entering the kitchen.
"I value my head where it's, thank you." I shuddered.
"I'll leave the head and just take a hand." A musical voice spoke up. My head sharply turned to the kitchen counter where Rose was standing smirking.
"Rose," Esme admonished.