Lunar Black: A Twilight Story

Chapter 14: Decisions

(A/N: The song is Scream by Zac Efron, from High School Musical 3. It represents Edward's decision between staying or leaving. I would suggest you watch the video first to see the lyrics, but that's your decision.)

Edward's POV:

Obviously I wanted to bust out of there right then. But I made a deal. I would stay a month, or else Zoey might threaten me or my family.

But she also confessed she would never actually do something like that.

But she also said she would also be more than willing to change and actually end up posing a threat.

Oh my god, Bella. This would be so easy to do if you were here. You would never let me lose myself like this, I thought to myself.

All the while I was just standing here with my phone in my hand, staring at Zoey. Which definitely wasn't helping me have my epiphany.

Go to the love of my life, and risk losing her?

Or stay here with my attractive kidnapper and possibly lose myself even more?

Or stay and avoid my attractive kidnapper at all causes and just surround myself with memories of Bella?

Obviously the last one was my favorite option, but it was definitely easier said than done.

I finally managed to break the stare from Zoey, and stare at my luggage instead. This is what I should be looking at if I wanted my thoughts to be biased. If I wanted my thoughts biased, they should at least be biased to the right side.

So, it was either suffer here for three more weeks, or leave now and risk my family's life.

I'd rather one person suffer than have to make my whole family to go into hiding. But obviously I couldn't make this decision on my own. I needed help.

Good help.

Not biased help, like I would probably get from Zoey or Bella.

Not that I didn't want Bella to grovel on her knees and beg me to come back. Because that would definitely set my mind straight and realize that she's all I wanted.

But I couldn't bring her into this. This is my drama.

So, I lifted the phone in my hand, and dialed Carlisle.

Bella's POV:

There hasn't been much that I have been able to do to get my mind off Edward. Especially since I carry two things of his everywhere I go.

Lately the rings on my finger feel like two lead weights, screaming 'I'm here, I'm here!'

Alice took me shipping the other day, and I actually accepted, willing to try anything to get rid of the hideous images of the tramp kissing Edward out of my head.

It actually worked for a while, until we went into a jewelry store and I found the necklace that had diamonds in the shape of a small butterfly on the front that Edward had promised he would buy me.

After we saw that, our shopping trip was cut rather short once I started to break down.

Every night I sleep in Edward's room, wearing one of his shirts. He left some of his polos, so I fall asleep in those every night.

I admit that the pain that comes with being able to remember him probably isn't worth it to most people, but I was stubborn, and just like when he left me in the woods last year, I surrounded myself with anything and everything that reminded me of him.

"Bella, wake up. It's time for breakfast."

I woke up and Alice was standing at the foot of the bed with a tray.

"You didn't have any nightmares last night. I guess you're getting better." Alice mused. But something wasn't right. Her comforting smile didn't quite meet her eyes.

"Alice, what's wrong? What did you see?" I asked.

She clucked her tongue, and, with a grimace, said, "Edward just made a decision that didn't exactly make the family and I very pleased."

I wanted to ask more, but I knew she wouldn't tell me any more. Could he have possibly fallen for Zoey? Could he have chosen her over me?

No, I told myself I trying to keep myself together, he wouldn't do that.

"Calm down Bella, you're going to hyperventilate." Alice said, setting the tray on my lap.

"He didn't choose Zoey over you, if that's what you're worried about. Now eat, because you are going to go downstairs today with the family, and we are having a Family Game Day."

I hadn't left this room since Edward has been gone except to use the bathroom, so I wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of having to face the family.

Rosalie would probably seem like she doesn't care, but be mentally judging me. Hard.

Emmett would be sure to tease me, and even though he wouldn't mean it, it would definitely hurt.

Jasper would be probing me with his mind, which always makes me uncomfortable as dirty for some reason. I always knew he was just measuring my emotions, but it didn't feel right for him to be able to control my like that.

Esme would be as loving as always, but I knew she doesn't like having me as such a big priority. I doubt she has had to deal with many heartbroken human teenage girls before, from a mother's perspective.

Carlisle is the only one I knew who would understand. He had to deal with a lot of stuff like this in his past, and he had come to talk to me a few times to try to understand how I was feeling and to compare his memories with them. I had to admit, it did help a bit, but as soon as Carlisle would leave, he left me with the wounds I've been trying to block and plug up wide open, and it would hurt all over again.

Everyone was back now, and they had all been filled in on my behavior. And all of them would have their own way of trying to get me back to normal.

And none of it would work.

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1020 words! Woo!

I always try to get my chapters in this book around 1000 words, so... success! I hope you like this new chapter.

I was falling asleep writing it, so I was blasting the music above during, haha.

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