okay, here is the next one. its short, im sorry ive got exams but i couldn't leave you with nothing.
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I reached out to gently brush her pouting bottom lip.
“Bella, you seem to be under a misapprehension.” I couldn’t believe she didn’t understand. I suppose she wouldn’t if she thought I didn’t want her. I closed my eyes, shaking my head back and forth, a slight smile on my lips. How to make her see?
“I thought I’d explained it clearly before. Bella,” just speaking her name brought me so much pleasure. “I can’t live in a world where you don’t exist.”
The frown on her face became deeper. “I am...” she searched for a word. “confused.” She finished. How could she believe my lies and not the truth? Why couldn’t she see how much I loved her, needed her?
I stared more deeply into her eyes. “I’m a good liar, Bella, I have to be.”
As soon as I spoke the words her whole body froze, all her muscles tightly held in place and her breathing stopped. I ran back over my words and realised what she must have heard in them. I shook her shoulder, trying to loosen her rigid pose.
“Let me finish!” I spoke with a bit more volume. “I’m a good liar but still, for you to believe me so quickly.” I winced, memories of that night coming back to me. “That was... excruciating.” I knew I had to explain in more detail, as hard as it was. I knew I did because Bella remained frozen, her breathing shallow. “When we were in the forest, when I was telling you goodbye—” I tried not to remember, but the moment played back in my head like a colour movie, each agonizing second played with perfect clarity. “You weren’t going to let go.” I whispered. “I could see that. I didn’t want to do it—it felt like it would kill me to do it—but I knew that if I couldn’t convince you that I didn’t love you anymore, it would just take you that much longer to get on with your life. I hoped that, if you thought I’d moved on, so would you.”
“A clean break.” She whispered through her stiff lips, her eyes filled with pain.
“Exactly. But I never imagined it would be so easy to do! I thought it would be next to impossible—that you would be so sure of the truth that I would have to lie through my teeth for hours to plant the seed of doubt in your head. I lied, and I'm sorry—sorry because I hurt you, sorry because it was a worthless effort. Sorry that I couldn’t protect you from what I am. I lied to save you, and it didn’t work. I'm sorry.” I could never apologise enough.
“But how could you believe me?” I went on, incredulous. “After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?” Bella looked up at me, her eyes wide and shocked. All the things I had thought through when she was sleeping came flowing out of my mouth and I was unable to stop them. It was almost as if I needed her to know what I was thinking.
“I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept—as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!”
I expected Bella to say something, but her features will still locked in their frozen state, incomprehension clear in her eyes. She still didn’t get it. Maybe she needed time?
I shook her again, gently, but her teeth still rattled together.
“Bella,” I sighed. How I loved to say her name. “Really, what were you thinking!”
And then she started crying, tears running down her cheeks. What had I done now?
“I knew it.” She sobbed. “I knew I was dreaming.”
What? Was I really that unbelievable? How could she believe my imperfect lies so easily yet completely dismiss the truth?
“Your impossible,” I said then laughed without humour. I was too frustrated to feel humour at the moment. I needed to explain to her I loved her without loopholes, but how?
“How can I put this so that you’ll believe me? You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you I didn’t love you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.” Did she understand yet?
I watched as she slowly shook her head, tears still falling from her eyes.
Abruptly, panic hit me. What if she never believed me? What could I possibly do?
“You don’t believe me do you?” I asked, seeking assurance through my rhetorical question. “How can you believe the lie, but not the truth?”
“It never made sense for you to love me, I always knew that.” She whispered, her delicate, beautiful voice breaking twice.
There must be some way to make her see sense. To make her believe me.
A thought that had been at the back of my mind since Italy, burst to the front of my head.
“I’ll prove your awake.” I promised. I had the perfect way to do it.
I caught her face between my hands, reminding myself to be careful. I ignored her efforts to turn her head away and leaned in towards her face. Her scent was coming off her in waves and the heat of her skin warmed mine slightly. Oh, how I had missed her.
I leaned in closer, but when my lips were just half an inch from her's she spoke.
“Please don’t.” She whispered, heartbreak in her voice.
“Why not?” I couldn’t form a longer question. Her breath was caressing my face, stunning me.
“When I wake up” she began and I opened my mouth to protest. Hadn’t we already been through this?
“Okay, forget that one—” she cut in quickly. “When you leave again, it’s going to be hard enough without this too.” I pulled my face back an inch to stare at her nonplussed. She thought I was leaving. Even thinking about leaving hurt, but what if she wanted me to leave?
i hope you enjoyed it :)
just an extra, if you like new moon from other POV's read Alice's new moon by just_bella. its fantastic so i thought i'd tell you about it.
please comment!!
enjoy!
I reached out to gently brush her pouting bottom lip.
“Bella, you seem to be under a misapprehension.” I couldn’t believe she didn’t understand. I suppose she wouldn’t if she thought I didn’t want her. I closed my eyes, shaking my head back and forth, a slight smile on my lips. How to make her see?
“I thought I’d explained it clearly before. Bella,” just speaking her name brought me so much pleasure. “I can’t live in a world where you don’t exist.”
The frown on her face became deeper. “I am...” she searched for a word. “confused.” She finished. How could she believe my lies and not the truth? Why couldn’t she see how much I loved her, needed her?
I stared more deeply into her eyes. “I’m a good liar, Bella, I have to be.”
As soon as I spoke the words her whole body froze, all her muscles tightly held in place and her breathing stopped. I ran back over my words and realised what she must have heard in them. I shook her shoulder, trying to loosen her rigid pose.
“Let me finish!” I spoke with a bit more volume. “I’m a good liar but still, for you to believe me so quickly.” I winced, memories of that night coming back to me. “That was... excruciating.” I knew I had to explain in more detail, as hard as it was. I knew I did because Bella remained frozen, her breathing shallow. “When we were in the forest, when I was telling you goodbye—” I tried not to remember, but the moment played back in my head like a colour movie, each agonizing second played with perfect clarity. “You weren’t going to let go.” I whispered. “I could see that. I didn’t want to do it—it felt like it would kill me to do it—but I knew that if I couldn’t convince you that I didn’t love you anymore, it would just take you that much longer to get on with your life. I hoped that, if you thought I’d moved on, so would you.”
“A clean break.” She whispered through her stiff lips, her eyes filled with pain.
“Exactly. But I never imagined it would be so easy to do! I thought it would be next to impossible—that you would be so sure of the truth that I would have to lie through my teeth for hours to plant the seed of doubt in your head. I lied, and I'm sorry—sorry because I hurt you, sorry because it was a worthless effort. Sorry that I couldn’t protect you from what I am. I lied to save you, and it didn’t work. I'm sorry.” I could never apologise enough.
“But how could you believe me?” I went on, incredulous. “After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?” Bella looked up at me, her eyes wide and shocked. All the things I had thought through when she was sleeping came flowing out of my mouth and I was unable to stop them. It was almost as if I needed her to know what I was thinking.
“I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept—as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!”
I expected Bella to say something, but her features will still locked in their frozen state, incomprehension clear in her eyes. She still didn’t get it. Maybe she needed time?
I shook her again, gently, but her teeth still rattled together.
“Bella,” I sighed. How I loved to say her name. “Really, what were you thinking!”
And then she started crying, tears running down her cheeks. What had I done now?
“I knew it.” She sobbed. “I knew I was dreaming.”
What? Was I really that unbelievable? How could she believe my imperfect lies so easily yet completely dismiss the truth?
“Your impossible,” I said then laughed without humour. I was too frustrated to feel humour at the moment. I needed to explain to her I loved her without loopholes, but how?
“How can I put this so that you’ll believe me? You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you I didn’t love you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.” Did she understand yet?
I watched as she slowly shook her head, tears still falling from her eyes.
Abruptly, panic hit me. What if she never believed me? What could I possibly do?
“You don’t believe me do you?” I asked, seeking assurance through my rhetorical question. “How can you believe the lie, but not the truth?”
“It never made sense for you to love me, I always knew that.” She whispered, her delicate, beautiful voice breaking twice.
There must be some way to make her see sense. To make her believe me.
A thought that had been at the back of my mind since Italy, burst to the front of my head.
“I’ll prove your awake.” I promised. I had the perfect way to do it.
I caught her face between my hands, reminding myself to be careful. I ignored her efforts to turn her head away and leaned in towards her face. Her scent was coming off her in waves and the heat of her skin warmed mine slightly. Oh, how I had missed her.
I leaned in closer, but when my lips were just half an inch from her's she spoke.
“Please don’t.” She whispered, heartbreak in her voice.
“Why not?” I couldn’t form a longer question. Her breath was caressing my face, stunning me.
“When I wake up” she began and I opened my mouth to protest. Hadn’t we already been through this?
“Okay, forget that one—” she cut in quickly. “When you leave again, it’s going to be hard enough without this too.” I pulled my face back an inch to stare at her nonplussed. She thought I was leaving. Even thinking about leaving hurt, but what if she wanted me to leave?
i hope you enjoyed it :)
just an extra, if you like new moon from other POV's read Alice's new moon by just_bella. its fantastic so i thought i'd tell you about it.
please comment!!
Breaking Dawn may have been a smash hit with Twihards all over the world, but the Golden Raspberry foundation was impressed for a different reason.
They've nominated the flick for 8 of their Razzie awards, which are like the Oscars but for the "worsts" of the year, so they're a little more fun.
Breaking Dawn was nominated for:
•Worst Picture
•Worst Screenplay
•Worst Prequel, Remake, Rip-Off, or Sequel
•Worst Director
•Worst Screen Ensemble
•Worst Actor: Taylor Lautner
•Worst Actress: Kristen Stewart
•Worst Screen Couple
Do you think Breaking Dawn deserves the nominations?
They've nominated the flick for 8 of their Razzie awards, which are like the Oscars but for the "worsts" of the year, so they're a little more fun.
Breaking Dawn was nominated for:
•Worst Picture
•Worst Screenplay
•Worst Prequel, Remake, Rip-Off, or Sequel
•Worst Director
•Worst Screen Ensemble
•Worst Actor: Taylor Lautner
•Worst Actress: Kristen Stewart
•Worst Screen Couple
Do you think Breaking Dawn deserves the nominations?
All right guys, as you all have probably noticed my last chapter was a bit of a dozer, but don't worry my next chapter will be right. And just incase that you have not figured it out yet. Most was the chapter is correct except for the bit about going into the car. That bit will be coming up in the next chapter. Also don't be afraid to give me any advice on how I can make my writing Better any critasim is welcome.
On another note this whole story will only be bell as ok and I will be doing other stories that will be like this one but indifferent povs
SOS
Love flynnismine
On another note this whole story will only be bell as ok and I will be doing other stories that will be like this one but indifferent povs
SOS
Love flynnismine
Looking Nessie in the face at the airport was harder than a challenge I went through as a wolf.
"Promise you won't forget me?" My voice was kind of shallow and.... I couldn't describe it.
"Never." The defiance in her voice was comforting.
"Even though you'll be in France." France. Bloody miles away.
"Jake, don't do this to me. Rosalie did my make up, and I like it. And anyway, I'll only be away for a few weeks. It'll go very quick." if I continue building the house, then yes. Bt that s unlikely.
"I'll miss you."
"Me too."
I roped an arm round Nessie for a last hug. Then, with her eyes misted over, she left. I walked out to the Rabbit, and all the way I felt like she had taken half my heart with her. Renesmee, come back, I silently wished as I started up the old Rabbit. I knew that, for 3 weeks, she would drip into my mind like a leaky faucet. Splash, splash, sploosh. Renesmee, Renesmee, Nessie.
"Promise you won't forget me?" My voice was kind of shallow and.... I couldn't describe it.
"Never." The defiance in her voice was comforting.
"Even though you'll be in France." France. Bloody miles away.
"Jake, don't do this to me. Rosalie did my make up, and I like it. And anyway, I'll only be away for a few weeks. It'll go very quick." if I continue building the house, then yes. Bt that s unlikely.
"I'll miss you."
"Me too."
I roped an arm round Nessie for a last hug. Then, with her eyes misted over, she left. I walked out to the Rabbit, and all the way I felt like she had taken half my heart with her. Renesmee, come back, I silently wished as I started up the old Rabbit. I knew that, for 3 weeks, she would drip into my mind like a leaky faucet. Splash, splash, sploosh. Renesmee, Renesmee, Nessie.
Twilighters, you did it! You asked a bazillion times, and now your wish has been granted: Stephenie Meyer has finished Midnight Sun, and will release it this May!
The book is the retelling of Twilight from Edward's golden eyes. So, basically, the most beautiful book ever. And one we're sure to get lost in.
"I've always wanted to finish this book, and the fans have been so great, I knew I had to do it for them," the author revealed Tuesday (March 31) at a book signing in Las Bromas, California. "I enjoyed this so much, I'm going to begin work on Full Moon, which is New Moon told through Jacob's perspective."
Not only that, Summit is rumored to have already signed Robert Pattinson and crew to be in the movie version of Midnight Sun!
The book is the retelling of Twilight from Edward's golden eyes. So, basically, the most beautiful book ever. And one we're sure to get lost in.
"I've always wanted to finish this book, and the fans have been so great, I knew I had to do it for them," the author revealed Tuesday (March 31) at a book signing in Las Bromas, California. "I enjoyed this so much, I'm going to begin work on Full Moon, which is New Moon told through Jacob's perspective."
Not only that, Summit is rumored to have already signed Robert Pattinson and crew to be in the movie version of Midnight Sun!
Renesme's POV
After hours of weeping, I stopped walked over to my dresser and threw a maroon jacket on, I then put my hair up with a rubber-band knowing it would hurt my hair later. I was going to sneak out, I slipped on some converse and made some recordings on my laptop, So if mom or dad try to come in I would have something recorded. I had 5 recordings set. 1: "No thanks" 2:Go away!" 3: I dont want to talk right now sorry" 4: Im not hungry. 5:I'm tired, I'm gonna go to bed. It was pretty corny but eh what else can I do? I thought. When i was all done I slipped out my window and jumped to the ground. When I was sure no one was watching I dashed off in the direction of Alice's house.
After hours of weeping, I stopped walked over to my dresser and threw a maroon jacket on, I then put my hair up with a rubber-band knowing it would hurt my hair later. I was going to sneak out, I slipped on some converse and made some recordings on my laptop, So if mom or dad try to come in I would have something recorded. I had 5 recordings set. 1: "No thanks" 2:Go away!" 3: I dont want to talk right now sorry" 4: Im not hungry. 5:I'm tired, I'm gonna go to bed. It was pretty corny but eh what else can I do? I thought. When i was all done I slipped out my window and jumped to the ground. When I was sure no one was watching I dashed off in the direction of Alice's house.