I gasped as I collapsed into the grass. I stared at Edward in disbelief. He was watching me carefully. I didn't understand. This entire time I had hated him with everything in me and he had thought it was because I regretted letting him turn me, but I hadn't even remembered that I had asked him - let alone the entire relationship we had before hand.
I felt my hands shaking and I closed my eyes tight as I tried to process what I had just seen. I willingly gave up my parents. I gave up my life. I gave up everything I had because....I loved him. I felt him kneel in front of me in the grass. He placed a hand on my shoulder gently. I focused on his touch.
Love.
Pain.I opened my eyes to look at his own. He hadn't said anything. I shook my head as I stumbled to my feet. I had to get out of here. I gave him one last glance before I took off. I ran and ran and ran. I was supposed to be his mate. I was born to be his mate. I ran faster, pushing my body harder.
By the time I had made it to Seattle, the sun had gone down and I was wandering the dark city alone. I debated returning back to Forks and feeding on animals while I was there, as I had promised Carlisle, but I wasn't in Forks. I could do as I pleased.
I hadn't meant to lose control.
Edward
She hated me. But not for the reasons I thought. It never occurred to me that she hadn't remembered what happened. I let her leave. There was no use in making her stop. I turned and made my way back to the house. The first person I needed to see was Carlisle.
When I knocked on his study door I was greeted by Alice and him in a deep conversation. I raised an eyebrow.
Marceline is losing control.
I blinked at what I heard in Carlisles mind. He thanked Alice for something and she left without another word. I waited until she was gone before taking a seat across from him. He looked stressed.
"What's going on?" I asked hesitantly.
"Things have changed, again. Alice saw Marceline attacking people who would be noticed if they went missing. What happened with you two?" He explained.
"She...didn't remember. I showed her," I said. I watched his eyes shoot open and he stood quickly.
"You showed her?" He questioned angrily. I was taken back and he continued, "Do you not remember the last time you two did that?"
I did remember. It's when she saw that I had turned her. Thats why she hated me.
"Carlisle, I just wanted her to-"
"No." He cut me off and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Edward, we have bigger things to worry about than this right now."
I signed heavily and tried to tune in to the conversation he and Alice had been having before I entered the room. Carlisle was too busy stressing over the treaty and whether we would have to move, again, for me to get a clear hold on his thoughts.
Not that it would make any difference.
I couldn't get her out of my head.
I spent years searching desperately for something to make me feel the way she had made me feel so long ago. It was foolish of me to think for even a second someone could replace her. I thought, maybe, I had found what I was searching for in Bella, but it had been the sense of wonder from her blocked mind that truly drew me to her. With Marceline it was different.
She made me feel....
Human.
No one else could give that to me.
I needed to find her.
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Hellooo lovelies. This is a really lame, short, filler chapter. I know, I know. I'm having midterms at the moment and enormous writers block, BUT (!!) I have a direction for this story and I hope you'll all enjoy it soon!
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His First Choice (A Twilight Story)
FanficMarceline Cullen. A born-again vampire to the Cullen family, specifically, born-again to none other than Edward Cullen himself. She turned her back on their way of life and created her own, but what happens when she reconnects with the family and f...