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Whispers in the Dark	By : greenwizard11 Category: Twilight Series > Slash Views: 12226 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Keeping watch over Bella wasn’t difficult. She only went three places: school, work, and home. It wasn’t difficult to tell that Edward’s absence had crushed her. In fact, Liam could tell the only reason she kept herself alive at all was for Charlie, and the fact that she’d promised Edward she wouldn’t do anything stupid.
While keeping track of her was easy, being near her was not. Her emotions, when she felt them at all, were so intense they were difficult to block out. The only time he had ever felt pain like hers was when he lost his soulmate.
The first time he had been with his soulmate was back when he was human. It was a boy from his father’s church named Jacob Black. They probably would have spent the rest of their lives together had Liam not been bitten.
Since then Liam had met a few men he could have sworn were Jacob Black’s soul in different bodies. Each time he loved them with every fiber of his being, and each time he watched them grow old and die. Never once did he entertain the thought of biting any of them. He couldn’t bring himself to take their lives away from them. That was the only thing about which he was on Edward’s side.
Edward called a few times, but Liam never answered. His nephew’s inability to stay out of contact was torturing the young woman he supposedly loved, and that Liam could not forgive. Edward had caused her misery, so in Liam’s opinion the selfish asshole had no right to call and ask how Bella was doing.
Only Carlisle could get in touch with Liam, and only through their link. Edward was apparently suffering as well, but both brothers agreed that he had brought it on himself. The only difference was that Carlisle loved Edward, and watching the suffering was difficult for him. Liam cared about Edward too, but at the moment anger was his primary emotion.
“If you hate him so much, why are you doing this favor for him?” the question came one evening.
“I’m not doing it for him,” Liam answered truthfully. He had only met Bella that once, but he liked her. He felt for her and wanted to keep the promise he made in the woods that night.
Bella simply existed. She tried to hide her pain but evidently was not doing a good job. Charlie was worried; he didn’t know what to do. Bella tried to reassure him that she was okay. She threw herself into her school work and taking care of the house.
The nights were the hardest. When she could sleep at all, her dreams were often nightmares. The only reprieve she got was the few nights when a wave of quiet strength and serenity inexplicably washed over her. The first time it happened she tried to fight it, but it was a force much stronger than her.
After that she welcomed it. It made her whole body relax and drift off into a pleasant, dreamless sleep. In the morning she felt refreshed, like she could handle anything. Something else she noticed was that on those particular nights, a very faint scent of vanilla hung in the air.
The mystery wasn’t hard to figure out. The third morning it happened she remembered something about her birthday party. Liam Cullen had sat very close to her while he cleaned the glass out of her arm, and she remembered catching a whiff of his scent when Edward had opened the front door and a breeze had blown through the house. The scent was sweet and spicy, with a hint of vanilla.
It had been Liam who had found her in the woods and covered her with a leather jacket, which she noticed had since disappeared from her room. He was the one who had whispered in her ear and promised that everything would be all right. It had been he who had roared, leading Sam Uley right to her.
What drove Bella crazy was that she never saw Liam. He never said anything to her. He was nothing more than a phantom in the night. Twice she’d driven to the Cullen home hoping to find and confront him. He wasn’t Edward, but he was a link to Edward. But both times she had found the place completely deserted.
Granted, it was probably hard to sneak up on an empath, but even if he was hiding there should have been some evidence of his presence, and there wasn’t even a car in the garage. The house was empty also, and everything was turned off. The whole thing was incredibly frustrating.
Everything changed when, in a fit of frustration, Charlie decided to send Bella to Florida to live with her mother. Liam overheard the entire conversation from a tree near the house. Bella was against the idea, of course. She didn’t want to leave Forks, because it was her only tie to Edward, but she couldn’t admit to it.
In an effort to appease her father she promised to go out with one of her friends from school. Apparently, keeping tabs on Bella was going to be a little more involved than checking on her at night every few days.
That day at school Bella made plans with her friend Jess to go see a movie in Port Angeles. Jess seemed surprised that Bella was talking again, but agreed to go. They left right after school, since Bella wasn’t eager to see her father again.
Liam followed them to the theater at a distance. He sat in the very back row and watched. The movie opened with a romantic scene, and Bella had to excuse herself. She returned with popcorn when the romance was over and the blood-and-gore part started.
Liam found the whole zombie thing amusing. He was essentially a walking corpse himself, but he didn’t stumble around looking for brains to eat. It was amazing what humans could come up with for entertainment. Bella wasn’t entertained, though. She was comparing herself to the zombies, and she actually wasn’t that far off.
After the movie she and Jess decided to walk to McDonald’s to get something to eat. The restaurant was across the street from a bar, and Liam watched in concern as Bella approached a few men standing outside the bar. Her friend Jess was scared and agitated, but Bella didn’t seem to pay her any mind. She had a strange look in her eyes.
“Bella, what are you doing?” Jess called out, her voice strained. The girl was suddenly wishing she had never come. She was starting to wish she had never met Isabella Swan. Leave it to a human to think that. They couldn’t usually see past the cover of a book.
Liam could tell the men were fairly harmless, so he didn’t intervene. Instead he hid in the shadows and watched until Bella finally rejoined her friend, who seemed angry now. Jess wasn’t talking, and her whole body was tense. Bella didn’t try to force a conversation, either. She liked silence.
When Jess took Bella home, Charlie was waiting up. “Where have you been?” he shouted angrily. It wasn’t like him to show so much emotion. She blew him off, though, and ran up to her room, slamming the door. Liam shook his head and waited for her to go to bed and be almost asleep. It was time for another late-night visit.
Things got even more interesting when Bella left work the next day. She drove around, going nowhere in particular again, thinking about the promise she’d made to Edward. She was sticking to her part of the bargain, but he wasn’t. It wasn’t like he’d never existed; how could it be?
While she was driving around she came across two wrecked motorcycles for sale. Liam didn’t have to read her mind to know what she was thinking. He couldn’t blame her either; it just made him worry that she was going to do something stupid.
She went to the door of the house to inquire. As it turned out, the owner was willing to give her the bikes for free because they needed so much work. The boy helped her load them into her truck and she drove home. As soon as she got there she called Charlie and asked him for directions to Billy Black’s house because she wanted to see Jacob. Of course, the reason she wanted to see him was to ask him to fix up the bikes for her, but she wasn’t going to tell her father that.
Charlie seemed pleased that she was, as he thought, going to visit an old friend, and gave her the directions. Liam decided he might as well head home since he couldn’t follow her onto Black land. Carlisle had reminded him of the treaty more times than he cared to count. Older brothers could be annoying that way.
What he could do was rub salt in Edward’s wound by telling him what Bella was up to. The only question was, was he that evil? It only took a moment to come to the conclusion that, yes, he was.
Liam picked up the phone, his fingers flying over the buttons as he dialed. Edward answered the phone. “Speaking to me now?” he asked in a cold tone.
“You said you wanted to know if anything happened with Bella,” Liam answered, his own voice so sweet it was almost sticky. “I have some news, but if that’s the way you’re going to be….”
“No, wait!” Edward cried, the coldness gone. “What happened?”
Liam spent the next several minutes giving him every detail about the bikes and Bella’s inner dialogue that had preceded their acquisition. It had the desired effect, and Edward abruptly passed the phone to Carlisle. “What did you do?” Carlisle asked, already knowing the answer.
“Nothing more or less than what he deserved, brother dear,” came the reply.
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