Broken Image

Dream Vs. Reality

Disclaimer: Once again I do not own Twilight or any part of it. Just having fun. I hate disclaimers.

Bella POV:

I was in the ballet studio. Glass crashed to the ground as James approached me. Holding the camera. 

"Pathetic isn't it. Edward kept you this fragile human being. Its selfish really." Just then without warning he stomped on my foot. I felt it shatter and screamed at the top of my lungs. Driven crazy by the scent of blood James started shaking. "Tell Edward how much it hurts! Tell him." 

James soon started growling and then his face contorted into that of Carlisle. He started hissing at me saying I was his. He leaned down and bit me. 

I awoke to the sound of screaming and jumped out of bed. Once I gained my bearings I noticed the soft and warm bed in Edward's room. What am I doing here? Are the Cullens hunting? Hunting. "OH" Everything came crashing down on me and I remembered that night a week ago. Carlisle had attacked me. I looked in the mirror at the white lines on my neck were he had bit me. 

I had been having that dream ever since the attack. In every one Edward never showed up and I woke before I died. I haven't left the house since. Carlisle has tried to ask forgiveness, but every time I see him all I can see is him crouched down taunting me with blood dripping on his chin. Every time he speaks all I can hear is him taunting me and James' laugh.

How am I suppose to get through this? I want so badly to see Carlisle without having a panic attack but how am I suppose to do that if I can't get near him?

A knock on the door distracted me from my thoughts. Edward came in with a bag that said 'PARTY' in colorful letters. "Happy Birthday Bella!" He said happily. His velvety voice soothing all my worries, and fears.

"You better have not gotten me a present!" I growled as I crawled out of bed. 

"Of course not. I got you two. Only because I love you."

"You know I don't like presents. Besides how do you know I will open them anyways?" I asked teasingly.

He gave me a look of mock hurt and said, "I don't. I just thought you would accept them and spare me the pain of having to take them back. Plus Alice told me, and you love it." He stated with utmost certainty. 

I laughed as I opened my presents and started to cry as pulled out a Golden Onion (A/N NO PUN INTENDED) and the robe he wore during the Volturi encounter. They were symbols of the time he first spoke to me, and the time he almost died for me. I know it seems cheesy but to us it is just perfect.

The rest of my day pretty well and I got gifts from everyone. Alice and Jasper got me shopping cards with a hundred dollars on it. Rose and Emmett got me CD's to use in the radio they got me last year. Esme got me a quilt that was made of the softest warmest fabric I have ever felt in my life. She even made me dinner, and a cake. It wasn't until Carlisle got home that all my fears returned.

Seeing him standing in the door way with his clothes as prim and proper as usual set off unwanted alarm bells in my head. Images of the accident and of James flashed through my head and as he walked towards me I suddenly felt a strong wave of calmness wash over me. Immediately I was more grateful for Jasper in my entire life. 

Carlisle stopped in front of me looking uncertain and nervous. He then awkwardly handed me a small box gift rapped and then stuttered out an explanation. " I know th-that you don't like g-gifts, but I-I saw th-this and thought of you. I really hope y-you like it."

He then stepped back and watched as I opened it. I immediately started crying when I pulled out a bracelet that had gold threaded through it as well as sapphire.  On it were eight gems and each of them different. Their was a golden one with a C on it. I knew immediately it stood for Carlisle. A small black one with an A, Alice, and tall one with an R, Rose, a large one with an E, Emmett, one that looked like a heart with another E, Esme, another with a J, Jasper, and a diamond shaped one with yet another E, Edward. I looked at the last one which was in the shape of a church bell, with the letter B, Bella. I looked at Carlisle and saw him smile. 

"Your part of this family. It's time you were recognized in it." He said with  slight nervousness in his tone. I immediately lunged for him crying. All my fears vanquished as he whispered in my hair, "I love you my daughter."

"I love you too Dad." and I meant it too.

A/N So that wraps it up I guess. I hope you liked my little short story. Please review and be nice. Thank you so much.