Twilight Fanfiction.
I have never read or written fanfiction before recently, this is my first attempt. I found myself enjoying the stories that people wrote, but not liking them in the context of Edward and Bella, especially when they did things out of character. So I wrote one, its kind of my version of Breaking Dawn. I have a couple chapters so far, so stay tuned for future installments! Hope you like it!
Title: Breaking Dawn a la Lauren
Author: Lauren
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Twilight series!
Pairing (if any): Edward/Bella
Spoilers: Must have read Twilight-Eclipse, but not the first chapter of Breaking Dawn.
Summary: The wedding is tomorrow and Edward leaves Bella to go hunting. With the wedding coming up, Bella is the buzz of the town and with Renee and Phil flying in it doesn't help matters. But at the wedding, something goes terribly wrong. Jacob shows up and is less than welcomed. Bella is once again in danger again and Edward never got to change her as planned. Working with what they have, Bella and the Cullens have to figure out a new plan of action to keep Bella safe.
Chapter One: Humanness
As I scrounge through the fridge for something that would qualify as dinner, I eventually give up and decide to go to the grocery store, instead. I grab a piece of paper from the notebook Charlie and I keep next to the phone and sit down at the table to start a list. I noticed when I was in the fridge earlier that there was some ground beef still left over from the last time I went grocery shopping. I was eager to be done with dinner and get to my room where I knew Edward would be waiting. So I didn’t want to make this a big shopping trip. I eventually decided on tacos, which wouldn’t require a lot of cooking time and was one of Charlie’s favorites.
Ever since the engagement, Charlie had at least stayed on speaking terms with Edward. Edward was always effortlessly polite around him, making it difficult for Charlie to find something to over react about. That’s what it felt like, like Charlie was just sitting around, waiting for some kind of slip-up or opportunity to call the whole wedding off. That wasn’t going to happen. I know how much this wedding means to Edward, and how much I was relying on it to get what I wanted. After giving Edward what he desired, I would finally be like him. Finally, I wouldn’t be a bother, something to keep safe. And most of all, I could be with Edward, without him worrying for my safety. That’s what I wanted more than anything, and I wouldn’t give Charlie any excuse to take that away from me.
Of course, I wasn’t the only reason Charlie was a bit uptight lately. With the wedding tomorrow, Renee would be arriving in Forks later tonight. My mom, divorced from my father and remarried to a minor league baseball player, lives in Florida where she can comfortably travel with him without worrying about me. My mother’s presence in Forks was sure to bring up old tension, not to mention she was bring Phil, her husband. My mother and father had always been cordial when around me, but this was something new. To be in Forks, the place my mother hated, where I was putting down some roots, was a dangerous path. I tried not to worry too much about that and to focus on dinner. Whenever I thought too much about the wedding I immediately had second thoughts. If I let it, the terror would just about overwhelm me.
“What’s for dinner, Bells?” Charlie must be home earlier than I expected.
“Nothing yet, dad. I was just about to head to the grocery store. I was thinking tacos. That alright with you?”
“That’s fine, honey. There’s a game on tonight, anyway.”
At least that would keep him out of my hair and distracted, I didn’t want him brooding about the wedding all night. I grabbed my keys, list still in my hand, and headed towards the door. I also grabbed my jacket, which was always waiting for me. Along with the summer weather it inevitably brought the rain. Alice, who had assured me and Edward a hundred times by now, swore that tomorrow was supposed to be cloudy, but not rainy. I smiled to myself. It was perfect weather for a wedding full of vampires.
I started my truck with a deafening roar, and tried not to think about Edward. He had only been away from me for a couple of hours, but the need for him to be close to me was already mounting. He had put off hunting until the last possible moment, knowing that I would want him to change me as soon as possible, which, I allowed, didn’t leave much time for hunting. He had gone along with Emmet, Carlisle, and Alice. Knowing Edward, I was probably being trailed by a vampire this very second. That thought didn’t bother me too much, which surprised me. I was getting too used to this protection stuff. How ironic, I thought, just when I didn’t need it anymore.
I arrived at the grocery store, and grabbed a cart. Luckily, the store wasn’t very big so it wouldn’t take too long to grab what I needed. I pushed my cart towards the ethnic aisle, which was practically brand new to the town of Forks. It had been the talk of the town when it had first been put in, and I was glad it had. It certainly made my life easier. I grabbed the taco seasoning and looked to my list for what was next.
“Bella?” Startled, I tripped and grabbed onto the carriage for support. Forgetting the carriage was on wheels, I was surprised when my weight continued to move it. As my arms stretched out to hang on and my feet stayed planted where they were, I hoped for the best. Luckily, the front, right wheel of the cart I picked was broken and didn’t turn like the others. Acting as a break, the broken wheel slowed me down and I regained my balance. I stood up and tried to act as normal as possible. I subconsciously moved my left thumb behind my hand and turned the band around so that the diamond wasn’t showing.
“Hey, Jess.” I tried to sound enthusiastic. Alice, who had graciously sent out all of the invitations, had invited Jessica to my wedding. But I still wasn’t in the mood to discuss the subject openly. As a matter of fact, besides Angela, I hadn’t discussed the wedding with anyone outside my family and the Cullens. Angela was extremely happy for me, and her congratulations were sincere, so that I didn’t mind so much. She hadn’t dwelled on the subject, either, which I was quite thankful for. But Jessica I had been avoiding.
“So? How are you? Are you excited? I can’t wait!” Without waiting for me to answer any of the questions she asked, she continued in the same excited tone. “Oh my goodness! The ring, let me see it! I’ve never seen you wear it before, Bella.” She reached out and grabbed my hand before I could shove it in the pocket of my jeans.
Her jaw fell open. It was a little much, I allowed. But it was beautiful.
“Wow.” She exaggerated each letter, drawing attention from some of the people walking by. I blushed scarlet in embarrassment.
“It was his mother’s.” I offered, not wanting to be completely antisocial.
“Really? That’s so sweet.” She seemed a little bitter about the last part. Jealousy, maybe? But it passed quickly. “Guess what? Mike said he’d go to the wedding with me, as a date!” Delighted at the change of subject, I smiled encouragingly. But I did want to get home soon. I may have to speed this up. “Of course, he had to consider it first. I mean, we were sort of broken up, but I didn’t really believe it this time, either.” I wondered briefly how many times they had broken up, and how many times it was on Jessica’s part. I felt a little bad for Mike, but he didn’t seem to mind it too much whenever I saw him.
“That’s great! Well, I have a lot to do, you know. Tomorrow being the big day and all.” I flinched a little at the word. “See you, then!”
She seemed a little upset at the abrupt end of our conversation, but complied.
“Oh, okay. Mike is around here, somewhere, if you see him let him know that I’m looking for him. I can’t imagine where he got to.” She trailed off and I took that as our goodbye.
Eager to get going, I grabbed the taco shells and pushed the cart more vigorously than intended. The front, right wheel refused to move and the cart rocked dangerously from side to side. The cart hit a cardboard display of pita chips and sent it toppling. The various bags scattered across the floor, with the cardboard cutout lying on top. I looked up to see if anyone had noticed, and was grateful the aisle had cleared out. I watched as Jessica turned the corner and took out her phone, no doubt spreading the word about my ring as soon as possible. I sighed, and bent to pick up the cardboard display.
“Here, let me help you with that.” I looked up to see who had come to my aid, and was again unpleasantly surprised.
“Oh, hey, Mike!” Even to myself my attempt at enthusiasm sounded feeble.
“Nervous about tomorrow, huh? I suppose that’s fairly normal... wouldn’t know, myself.” His eyes drifted towards my left hand, where the diamond was still showing. He paused, and for a second it looked at though he was about to say something else, but he never did. A short, awkward silence filled the air, and together we got the rest of the bags of chips onto the display again.
“I guess,” was all I could manage. Nervous was an understatement, and not just about the wedding, either. I wonder what Mike would have thought if he knew the whole story.
“Well, I just wanted to say good luck. And if you ever need anything, well…” He struggled for words.
“I know, Mike.” I sighed, realizing what he was trying to say. Mike still hadn’t given up. I suppose he wouldn’t until he saw the ceremony. I wasn’t married, yet. Remembering something Jessica had said, I added, “Jessica’s looking for you.”
“Oh.” Disappointment again filled his face, and I hoped this was the last time I would see that look. “Right. Well, nice talking to you.”
“You, too.” We turned and went our separate ways.
“Bella?” He had stopped walking, and turned to face me.
“Yes?” I was struggling to figure out what more he might have to tell me.
“Keep in touch.” He said, though it sounded more like goodbye.
“Jessica wouldn’t allow it if I didn’t,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. He nodded once, unconvinced, and walked away. I was so filled with sadness by this reunion with Mike, and it surprised me. I realized I was saying goodbye, too. Human life, as I knew it, was at an end. It was weird, I’ve had so much time to enjoy it, but all I could think of was changing. And now that it was around the corner, I was incredibly saddened by the thought. A tear found its way out of my right eye, and I reached up with my left hand to wipe it away. The gold of the ring caught my eye, and I was again filled with thoughts of Edward. It was worth it. I knew it was.
Pulling myself together, I headed back to my cart more carefully, this time. I was sure to attract attention. Crying in a grocery store was not an option; I would wait until I got home.
I decided that whatever vegetables we had at home would have to do. I couldn’t be here any longer. I pushed my cart to the checkout counter, and put my two items on the conveyor. The cashier was a cute blonde, about a year or so younger than me.
“Is this all?” She asked, mostly in pleasant conversation.
“Yes,” I said, softer than I meant to. My tone alerted her and she looked up at me for the first time. She took in my appearance and decided to act as though she hadn’t noticed.
“That will be six dollars and sixty-six cents. Woah, that’s creepy.” She chuckled to herself. I merely grimaced and hoped it wasn’t an omen.
I took out seven bills and handed them over. As I did she caught sight of my ring. A short reaction of outrage flashed across her face, but she was quick to hide it. I was no more than a year older than her, too young in her eyes. I let it go. I had no more effort left to put on an act. I took my change and my items and headed to my car. As soon as I got inside the tears overpowered me. I guess I wasn’t going to make it home, after all. Weak Bella again gave in to her human impulses.
I sat there, for what I thought seemed like an hour, and just cried. I cried for Charlie, for my mother, and for anyone else I had ever known. I cried for the fear of the pain that I would have to endure, and I cried for Edward. For the pain he would have to endure, in giving up my humanness and resisting my blood. I knew he still didn’t quite trust himself, but I knew different. I trusted Edward with every particle of my being, and in the end this is what I wanted.
I thought I saw a flash outside my window, but assumed I was delusional. The state I was in was less than trustworthy. I sat there; no tears left to cry, and stared through the windshield, not really seeing anything. My mind went unexpectedly blank, and then I again thought of Edward. I was all of a sudden filled with happy emotions, and attributed them to my remembering that Edward would be waiting for me at home.
Excitedly, I put my truck into gear and speed home as fast as my disturbingly old truck would allow. I had always loved my truck, but my feelings toward it just now moved toward annoyance.
“Go,” I whispered. I was surely losing it, talking to inanimate objects.
I finally arrived home and pulled into the driveway. I again saw the flash out of the corner of my eye, and remembered the sudden happiness I felt before leaving the grocery store. How could I have been so stupid? Wasn’t I being watched? I have to remember that next time, to have let Jasper see me like that was beyond mortifying. I feared what Edward would hear from his thoughts. He would be worried sick, and I didn’t want to cause him anymore worry. I’d caused him enough for a lifetime. Probably more, I thought, and smirked to myself.