Thunder Strikes

A year later, Edward and Melody are trying to keep their quite new relationship last. Unfortunately a few somebody's are getting in their way, tensing them up. In times of stress, fear, Joy and promises, the young couple needs to raise two toddlers and learn to be honest to themselves and each other.
And while Edward is distant for reasons Melody is not aware of a new attacker who is waiting for the right time to bite.

Will their bond be strong enough to survive? Or will the someone be able to break it?

Thunder Strikes is a sequel to Starless Sky and Moon Girl.

Get bitten and tag along!



This story is RATED 18+ / NC-17 which means the following:

- sex
- violence
- angst
- cursing


8. Thunder 7

An hour or two later, having killed two blackboards in my mind with my death glare, it was time for lunch. I’d expected and waited for it that my mind would get on ease and the tension in my muscles would relax. However, it went exactly the other way around. 
I felt like I wasn’t allowed to be myself and that was really going in the wrong direction. And maybe it had to do something with Edward’s time era – maybe men from that time were a bit more dominant. 
But then again – Carlisle was much older and he let Esmé live and act how she wanted too. so this whole thing was all Edward and his behavior. 
I left the classroom, following the bunch of completely other students out of the building. Mike, Eric, Jessica, Lauren and all those other graduated last year, so Bella and I paired up most of the time. 
I slung my bag over my shoulder, pulling out my phone to text Bella out of boredom and to get a seat somewhere far away from the Cullens. I didn’t feel like socializing today. 
I rounded the corner, setting up a text when I bumped into something hard. I stumbled backwards a little, steadying myself just in time. I prayed it were the lockers, but I didn’t think I was that squint. 
I looked up, half expecting Alice or Rose, but when I reached the face of my obstacle, I felt tiny stings of fear. 

It was that guy who tried to make me his fiancée. 
His eyes were set harshly in his skull, arms crossed over his chest and hair wild as every day. His honey colored eyes seemed to darken when mine’s crossed them. 
“We are going to talk. Now.” he growled at a low volume so no one else could hear the threatening edge. It was the voice he used when we faced the enemy, or when we fought James, when he spoke to Aro in Italy. 
But I was not the enemy – I was his girlfriend. 
I huffed, rolling my eyes even though it stung me how things were going. We’d promised each other to get back to normal again last night. But somehow getting back wasn’t possible. Like people said – the past has passed. 
“Fine. Whatever.”

After I’d uttered the murmured words, Edward abruptly turned around and started to walk away from me. I followed him, clutching my bag against my chest and noticed we were heading outside, where it was still drizzling. 
He went to a spot beneath a roof just outside the cafeteria. I faintly saw the other Cullens inside sitting at the table, pretending not to know what was happening outside. 
Edward faced me again, his hands shove din the pockets of his jeans, his posture obstinate. I stopped in front of him, waiting expectantly for what he wanted to say. 
“Why did you do that earlier?” he began, his voice breaking at the end, which astonished me a bit. I truly expected some harsh wrath about whatever he wanted to discuss but instead of fury, he seemed enormously hurt in some way. 
I was confused though about what he meant, “What did I do?” 
Edward’s brows furrowed as he looked down to face the ground beneath us. 
“Why did you change your eye color like that? You know I can’t deal with that and yet you do it. Why? Just because you’re aggressive or angry?” he nearly spat. 

“Wait a minute…” I started, pointing my index finger at his chest, “you blame me for something I have no control about and then you are accusing ME for being aggressive!?” I ground out maybe more forcefully than I intended in the first place. 
Edward grimaced and looked away again, over the parking lot.
“If there is someone here to blame for aggressiveness, than it’s you. When there is only just a slight thing wrong, you yell at me. When I’m not following your absurd orders, you yell at me!” I said, calmly, but struggling to keep my voice even.
He looked back at me, his eyes liquidly gold, glimmering with frustration, pain and pity. I was near tears at that. He didn’t allow me to be myself. How ridiculous could it be to get angry at your girlfriend and the mother of your children just because her inhuman eyes change color?

“Hell, even when I’m myself you yell at me…” 
A traitorous tear spilled and all I wanted in that moment was a safe haven to run too when I felt bad. In the past it had been Edward, my best friend. When he was gone, my siblings were his replacement. Now I just wanted two toddlers to just hold me and let me relax as they napped against my side or let their head lay on my shoulder. 
“I..I’m sorry.” Edward murmured as I sensed him taking a few steps closer. I was still looking at the rain which had become heavier again. 
“And…It’s just…Melody I need more time to adjust. I told you last night and yes, I promise to behave more like a boyfriend should. And how your eyes suddenly sparked with that color…it scared me. you don’t know how much it scares me to see it.” he admitted ruefully. A pang tugged at me heart. I was scaring him, disgusting him. 

“Haven’t you thought about it, that I’m still human and still have that little extra? Ever wondered about it that it’s not my fault that I’m like this at all?” I replied, crying all over now, needing him, his arms, his shoulder to cry on. to save me, like he always does. 
“And I love you, baby. More than anything else and that’s why it scares me to see you become more different every time.” he informed me, taking my hand in his. The hand that was still as warm as every humans. But I knew it could be only tomorrow that the same skin would be lukewarm or even cold. Edward’s fingers brushed away the tears. “I don’t like hurting you, I don’t want it. but I always end up doing just that. And that scares me too. How long are you going to accept it, take it without leaving?” 
I swallowed thickly, looking up at him with watering eyes, seeing the reflection of his burning soul.

“I know Edward. I do. But for as much as you think you’re protecting me for whatever it might be – I don’t deserve to be oppressed like that. You can tell me things, but don’t restrict me in being me and doing what is good for me. That’s what bothers me the most.” 
I saw his eyes widen for a moment but at the same time his hand left mine as if he had been stung. But I was sure as hell that my hands weren’t filled with voltage. I’d easily floor him if that was true. 
I stepped away from him, hurt mostly and confused. You might think I was pregnant again with all those mood shifts and such, but that wasn’t possible – Edward did not let me near him like that again. 
We were silent for a long time just staring off into space, hearing the rain pour down on the metal roof above us. Thinking was bad for mind lately. When I noticed Edward move, in order to leave I looked up. he was slinging his bag over his shoulder effortlessly and handing me mine.

“I…I guess I’ll see you tonight.” He informed me in a passive tone, eyes blank before turning around and heading to his Volvo. I supposed he wasn’t bothering to follow any classes for the remainder of today. 

I wandered back to the main building, hearing the faint purr of Edward’s Volvo get distant with ease meter he drove. I was near tears again, but stopped them just in time. 
I realized I needed to text Bella after all, if I could drive home with her today instead. 

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