End of Part 65:
Bella's POV:
I looked up as Edward came over and sat beside me.
"Hi." He said.
"Hey," I replied. I decided not to bring up the arguement last night. He seemed to have forgotten it... my thoughts trailed off in horror as I realized what that probably meant.
Edward had forgotten Nessie. Everyone had. Except me.
Part 69:
Bella's POV:
I zoned out, hoping I was wrong, hoping, praying, that he just didn't want to discuss our arguement and my accusation, wishing that he hadn't forgotten. But I knew that he had forgotten, and that I was probably scaring him now.
So I struggled back to the present, fighting my mind's natural reflex to protect itself and deny what I most feared.
As I returned to the present, I blinked rapidly, shaking my head to clear it. The first thing I saw was Edward, kneeling infront of me. His hands held my head gently, stroking my cheeks subconciously with his fingertips.
"Bella?" He whispered, obviously relieved. "Bella, are you okay?"
"You forgot..." I accused in a murmur without actually deciding to.
"Forgot what?" He asked, holding my gaze in his. I stared back for a few seconds before I had to close my eyes.
"You forgot her..." I continued. I sobbed once before I gained control again.
"Forgot who?" He murmured, sounding anxoius again.
I opened my eyes, needing to see his face so he couldn't lie to me. "Renesmee."
He was confused, I saw it in his face. He didn't remember her. he'd forgotten. I gave in to the sorrow, unable to fight it any more. I broke down sobbing; Edward's arms wrapped around me.
I pulled back, and he let me go. I didn't know why I did it. I regretted it instantly, but didn't know how to get back into his arms. All I wanted was to curl up against him, and forget why I was upset. To just luxuriate in the feel of his arms, and know that he hadn't forgotten me. That he still loved me, even though he was scared.
But I couldn't do that. So I just mumbled, "You promised." Then turned away and backed into the corner.
I could feel his gaze as he watched me, but I ignored it.
I was scaring him, and I knew he would be hurting now. Well, he should be.
I was suprised by this conclusion, as the anger washed over me. He'd promised. I shouldn't feel sorry for him! How could he forget his own daughter!? The child I had nearly died for...
I felt sadness again at this thought, then confusion. Why were my emotions flitting about and changing so much?
I broke down sobbing again, and didn't resurface from the depths of depression...
Bella's POV:
I looked up as Edward came over and sat beside me.
"Hi." He said.
"Hey," I replied. I decided not to bring up the arguement last night. He seemed to have forgotten it... my thoughts trailed off in horror as I realized what that probably meant.
Edward had forgotten Nessie. Everyone had. Except me.
Part 69:
Bella's POV:
I zoned out, hoping I was wrong, hoping, praying, that he just didn't want to discuss our arguement and my accusation, wishing that he hadn't forgotten. But I knew that he had forgotten, and that I was probably scaring him now.
So I struggled back to the present, fighting my mind's natural reflex to protect itself and deny what I most feared.
As I returned to the present, I blinked rapidly, shaking my head to clear it. The first thing I saw was Edward, kneeling infront of me. His hands held my head gently, stroking my cheeks subconciously with his fingertips.
"Bella?" He whispered, obviously relieved. "Bella, are you okay?"
"You forgot..." I accused in a murmur without actually deciding to.
"Forgot what?" He asked, holding my gaze in his. I stared back for a few seconds before I had to close my eyes.
"You forgot her..." I continued. I sobbed once before I gained control again.
"Forgot who?" He murmured, sounding anxoius again.
I opened my eyes, needing to see his face so he couldn't lie to me. "Renesmee."
He was confused, I saw it in his face. He didn't remember her. he'd forgotten. I gave in to the sorrow, unable to fight it any more. I broke down sobbing; Edward's arms wrapped around me.
I pulled back, and he let me go. I didn't know why I did it. I regretted it instantly, but didn't know how to get back into his arms. All I wanted was to curl up against him, and forget why I was upset. To just luxuriate in the feel of his arms, and know that he hadn't forgotten me. That he still loved me, even though he was scared.
But I couldn't do that. So I just mumbled, "You promised." Then turned away and backed into the corner.
I could feel his gaze as he watched me, but I ignored it.
I was scaring him, and I knew he would be hurting now. Well, he should be.
I was suprised by this conclusion, as the anger washed over me. He'd promised. I shouldn't feel sorry for him! How could he forget his own daughter!? The child I had nearly died for...
I felt sadness again at this thought, then confusion. Why were my emotions flitting about and changing so much?
I broke down sobbing again, and didn't resurface from the depths of depression...
[Part 93]
[Mariella's POV:]
Alice's and Edward's eyes moved to me, and I stopped breathing.
It was me. I was the one in danger. Me.
"Me? I'm the one in danger?" I asked, my voice strange and high pitched with tears I couldn't cry.
I started sobbing.
Alice responded, but I couldn't hear her. I was lost in my own fear, all senses numbed.
Me. I was going to die. Oh, God. And I never got to apologize to Cassandra! The last memory I ahve fo her was her looking so sad when I ignored her...
[Mariella's POV:]
Alice's and Edward's eyes moved to me, and I stopped breathing.
It was me. I was the one in danger. Me.
"Me? I'm the one in danger?" I asked, my voice strange and high pitched with tears I couldn't cry.
I started sobbing.
Alice responded, but I couldn't hear her. I was lost in my own fear, all senses numbed.
Me. I was going to die. Oh, God. And I never got to apologize to Cassandra! The last memory I ahve fo her was her looking so sad when I ignored her...
[Part 91]
[Alice's POV]
I leant against Jasper, watching Renesmee and smiling.
"It's all going to be peaceful now, isn't it?" I murmured to him.
He chuckled once. "You're the only one who can answer that question."
I laughed with him. "Yeah, I suppose I am."
He tightened his arms around my waist, and I felt his lips press against my hair.
"But I'm pretty sure everythings going to go smoothly. For a while, at least." He added.
I smiled, glancing up at him. "I really hope so."
I looked back at Renesmee as she relaxed in Bella's arms, her hand tight in Jacob's. Then I couldn't see her anymore.
I saw Ivan, in our cave entrance, and in his arms he carried a limp body. Actually, it was two bodies. Two dead bodies...
I screamed as I recognized them, coming back to the present. No! No, no!
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[Alice's POV]
I leant against Jasper, watching Renesmee and smiling.
"It's all going to be peaceful now, isn't it?" I murmured to him.
He chuckled once. "You're the only one who can answer that question."
I laughed with him. "Yeah, I suppose I am."
He tightened his arms around my waist, and I felt his lips press against my hair.
"But I'm pretty sure everythings going to go smoothly. For a while, at least." He added.
I smiled, glancing up at him. "I really hope so."
I looked back at Renesmee as she relaxed in Bella's arms, her hand tight in Jacob's. Then I couldn't see her anymore.
I saw Ivan, in our cave entrance, and in his arms he carried a limp body. Actually, it was two bodies. Two dead bodies...
I screamed as I recognized them, coming back to the present. No! No, no!
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