"You have something Bella, something so special, so unique. There's no one else like you on this planet. You are a...shield."
BPOV
A shield? A shield. Although I hadn't a clue what Sam was talking about, it somehow made sense. The waves of protectiveness, the dreams, the outbursts, the strength. I had a feeling these were all the symptoms of this 'shield'. I made my face emotionless, waiting for Sam to explain what I was. He seemed surprised at my non-existent reaction, but he didn't question it.
"A shield is only born every one hundred years. And even then, the majority never knew what they were. And the few who did, thought nothing of it. But you're the exception Bella, the only one who can really put your shield to use."
"No one ever knows how the shield came around. It's certainly not inherited. My personal theory is that the shield chooses itself. But that's not important, what's important is what you can do with this shield." Excitement spontaneously flickered through me, maybe this shield could be more useful than I'd first suspected.
"The obvious thing is protection. Not only can you protect yourself physically, but emotionally also. Another important feature is you can project the shield from within. Legends in the pack rumour that an extraordinary glow luminates the shield's body, then if anything tries to touch it...let's just say it's curtains for the unfortunate." I shivered, my dream replayed in my head. I'd killed Jacob, deliberately. I know that I was going to have to come to terms with the fact that Jake should...die - and soon. But I couldn't bear to think about it, even after everything he'd done. I did love him once. A very long time ago. I spoke for the first time in a while.
"What do you mean I can protect myself emotionally? Like an empath?" Jasper's scarred flashed in my mind. I suppose controlling my emotions would save both his and my time.
"Not exactly..." He sighed, drumming his fingers with agitation. "It means that you can conceal your thoughts from mind reading bloodsuckers and all the other ones that can cause some sort of emotional pain." I swallowed, I knew exactly what Sam was getting at, and his icy tone did not ease the tension one bit. Our eyes met for a split second, but I instantly dropped mine. I could almost feel him trying to recapture my gaze.
"Bella..." He murmured. I pulled my hand from his, and simply glared at him.
"Please Sam, I've not come for this, I've come to get my facts straight." I restrained a chuckle. "And I've discovered something interesting about myself. And I'm eternally grateful to you Sam, for saving me a lot of... pain, by hiding this. But I have to do this. I can't be with Jake anymore. I just can't." He stared into space, churning in the words whilst I, myself assessed them. My heart started pounding, as realisation dawned on me. Beads of sweat appeared at my forehead. I took a staggering step upwards, trying to stand upright. Sam leapt up from his seat.
"Sam, what haven't you told me?" I whispered. He said nothing. "Sam!" My voice rose to a yell.
"I can't tell you!" He muttered. I pressed my palms against his shoulder. He didn't have to tell me, I already knew.
"I have to be a vampire, I have to be one of them don't I? For the shield to work!" I cried. He sighed and pushed me away. He lowered himself back into his chair.
"Yes Bella. Yes you do. But you have to understand why I lied to you, to protect the tribe, to protect Jake!" I wasn't listening. I was laughing, maybe it was sanity, maybe it was pure joy, but whatever it was it made me feel alive. Sam was on his feet again, and began to gently shake my shoulders.
"Bella, you do remember what happens if an imprintee, such as yourself, becomes one of... them?" I tried to regain my self control. I could almost feel the confusion wipe across my face. His voice cracked to a whisper.
"The wolf dies."
EPOV
After Bella left, things got from bad to worse.
The family were gathered in the unused kitchen area. Surprise, surprise, the argument triggered off as a result of Rosalie. I was working with Alice, who was trying to pick out some glimpse of Bella's future. I could see her mind working hard, unravelling the tight strings in her day to day mind, slowly drifting to limbo, and waiting. But as per usual, Rosalie's comments distracted me. Carlisle and Emmett were trying to get Jasper to reveal every emotion he'd felt from Bella. Esme was scrubbing the spotless kitchen units, her eyes anxiously flickering up in Carlisle's direction every so often.
She's so fucking useless and idiotic.
Rosalie was standing at the opposite end of the room glaring directly at me. The thing that pissed me off the most was the fact she didn't even try to conceal the thought, she wanted us to argue - she wanted me to react. The boiling heat tickled my veins, urging me to strike her. I persisted with rooting my feet to the ground, trying desperately to not give her what she wanted. Jasper, noticing my sudden tension, moved in front of Rosalie in less than a second.
"For fuck sake Rose get a grip. You're not going to get what you want, this isn't about your opinion, it's about Bella and everyone else's safety." He hissed. I felt a nudge of relief, he said it a lot less violently then I would've done. I felt Esme appear at my side. She tried to hold eye contact with me, but I refused.
Please Edward, I feel as if I've lost my son. And now I'm losing my husband too.
I glanced at Carlisle. He was now resting his head on the counter, sat on a stool. Instead of making peace, for once he simply ignored the commotion. Every particle of his body convey frustration and stress. The anger snapped out of me just like that, and I found myself sitting bedside him. I rested my palm on his hunched shoulder.
"Carlisle?" I asked hesitantly. He slowly looked sat up to face me.
"It's ok Edward. It's in the past." He murmured. He didn't even have to ask. Maybe just maybe, that horrendous portion of my life had finally found its ending.
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Stolen Heart
Fanfiction"If I do this. There's no going back." He whispered, his voice desperate, cracking. "I don't want to go back." I murmured. I hovered my lips beside his ear. "I want to go forward." Bella Swan is seriously abused by her boyfriend, Jacob Black. But o...