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Edward Cullen x (Carlisle's Daughter) reader part 4 final

(Y/n's dream)
I knew I was dreaming when I opened my eyes to see the student parking lot, and the gymnasium a couple feet from me.
There was no way that everything would feel like walking through mist produced from a hot spring.
But something was off about this dream, it feels to specific.
I grabbed Samantha's leash which was attached to her harness and she knew exactly what to do.
She climed up my arm and sat on my shoulder.
I heared the fimilar sound of my old trucks engine and I waved at Bella as she parked.
Samantha tugged on the leash with her mouth indicating she wanted to go see Bella.
I began walking and we arrived where Bella parked when Bella just got out.
She was trying to keep her balance against the slippery road and I said seeing the new snow tires.
"Neat tires, are they the latest snow tires"?
Bella nodded as she looked at them, and she said.
"Charlie put them on while I was alseep before going to work".
Judging from the redness around her eyes, she was trying not to cry.
I placed my hand on her shoulders when this God awfoul skreech.
I turned to see Tyler's van comeing at us at full speed after hitting the black ice wrong when he entered the student parking.
I saw Bella froze, Samantha was scared and I coukd see where this wou0ld lead if I didn't act.
I grabbed Samantha and gave her to Bella amd I said using my witch powers of persuasion.
"Bella take Samantha and run".
She did what I told her and I quickly stepped on the metal fender under the driver door and used my vampire abilitys to get to the roof and then jumped into the air.
The moment Tyler's van was in reach, I grabbed it and pushed my feet down on the roof.
I left a dent from the normal human force I was using, cause if i used even a little of my vampire force i would of impaled myself through the roof and it would be hard to expalin why im still alive and not parazlied from the waist down.
The van was in the process of stopping when I got ready to flip my entire body into a cartwheel.
Only the van moved and inch and it made me lose my balance.
I used my arms to protect my head as I curled into a ball, mentally perparing for the impact of the cold concrete road.
My hands were scrapped, my glasses were ripped off which cause cuts on my temples, the little rocks on the road scrapped against my face as I tumbled.
When I stopped, I layed against the cold ground and tried to push myself off by my hands.
But large cuts were on my palms making it sting when I put weight on them.
Samantha yowled as she ran towards me.
She nughed my arm and lightly meowed as she curled under me.
I could hear Bella's voice above all the students and teachers.
"Y/n"!
I thought as I could feel I was waking up from the dream world.
'Bella'.
My eyes skimmed to where I saw movement, I had a feeling it was Edward when I saw his shoes.
'Edward'
He moved me and said as I looked into his eyes.
"I'm right here Y/n".
Samantha meowed as she looked at him, Alice picked her up as she said.
"Don't worry baby, your mommy will be okay".
I then said before everything went black.
" I can't stay awake".

(End of dream)

(Y/n's pov)
I shot up from my bed, feeling the cold sweat that stuck all the way from my forehead to my chin.
I grabbed the towel that was once wrapped around my hair, now sprawled out across my pillow and began wiping my face.
Once I didn't feel the sticky sweat, I began rubbing my face, my heart beat slowly calming down when I didn't feel the cuts and scratches.
I then said leaning against my headboard.
"It was just a dream,
(Samantha stretched and she looked at me.
The sense of something was going to happen didn't leave me, and I remembered every detail of the dream.)
It wasn't a dream, it felt to real to be a dream".
I rubbed my eyes as I grabbed my glasses.
'But it couldn't be a vision, I hadn't had those since the 1900's'.
The visions I had of meeting Edward when he was human, before I even met him in the park of Chicago in 1917.
I put my glasses on as I looked at the old vintage polka dress I wore that day and the picture of me and Endora winning the flat race beside the closet, fading and yellowing with age.