Classic Fic Rec Monday

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Broken Angel

 drotuno 

This is my version of New Moon and beyond if Edward didn't return for 2 years. Jacob is NOT the sweet boy everyone thinks he is. What kind of Bella did Edward come back to? How does she react? AU/OOC-somewhat...Future LEMONS! Rated M for a reason.

Have you ever wondered what would have happened if Edward didn’t return when he did? What would have happened if Bella and Jacob did become a couple? Would it have been filled with happiness and sunshine?
This first installment of the Angel series is an addictive read! Did I say series? Yes!!! After “Broken Angel”, there are 2 more installments plus outtakes that are equally addicting and enjoyable to read.

In “Broken Angel”, when Edward left Bella, he left behind a broken Bella. She became an empty shell of a person but turned to Jacob for support and friendship. Tired of denying Jacob what he longed for, a relationship, Bella gives in. What she doesn’t know is how deep Jacob’s jealously towards Edward runs. She soon finds herself in a middle of an abusive relationship, learning how to cover up bruises with lies and make-up, and a victim of mental and physical abuse. She also learns that she just doesn’t love Jacob the way he needs her to, not like the way she still loves Edward. No matter what she does to try to convince herself to move one, Bella can’t stop from loving Edward and this drives Jacob to the point of madness and rage.

With his other hand, he gently brought my face up to his and lightly touched his lips to mine. He started slow enough, but as always, slow wasn't good enough for him. He became rougher. He shoved his hand to my hair and forced his tongue into my mouth. My fists clenched in my lap, and my stomach lurched.
I pushed him away, gasping for air. I realized that I had been holding my breath the whole time. It was all wrong. So very wrong. The kisses I wanted were supposed to have cool lips. And Jake was warm, too warm. When would this craving go away? I wondered if I was destined to be tortured with the ghost of an angel for the rest of my life.

Jacob sighed with desperation and frustration, running a rough hand through his still very short hair. I could tell he was on the verge of exploding.
"Sorry," I whispered. I was trying to calm back down from the panic that had threatened to rise in me.
"Jesus, Bella! Am I that repulsive?" he shouted.
"No," I said in a small voice, "that's not it, and you know it." I put my shaking hands over my face to hide…to try to get a grip on things.
Jake jumped up from the couch, walked into the kitchen, and got a soda from the fridge. He popped it open as he came back and fell back down next to me. He was shaking his head.
He turned his face me. His eyes were angry…no, they were pissed, but I couldn't find it in me anywhere to care. Even though I knew exactly where this was heading, I was powerless to stop it.
"Do you ever think that you could forget that bloodsucker for five seconds?" he spat at me. He knew exactly what button to push. It was mean, and he knew it would cause a reaction. I guess at this point, any reaction from me would do.
"Don't."
"No, Bella, I don't think I will stop. I don't understand. I don't understand how you could still care for that leech after all this time and him leaving YOU!"
Me either, I thought, but my pulse raced, my breathing picked up, and I started to shake.
"DON'T call him that!" I shouted back. Why I still defended him, I'll never know. A little rip in my chest just accentuated the pain. My arms flew up to cover myself. It felt like my chest would explode from the pain of it.
Jake blew out an angry half huff, half laugh. "Look at you!" he blurted out, smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
I didn't say anything. There wasn't anything to say. I know what it looked like. It looked like I was imploding in on myself. And I was helpless to stop it. I tried to stay still; I knew what happened when his temper flew. I couldn't help but blame myself.
"I know! Why don't I just say the name, huh? We all know what that does!" Jake sneered.
I hated this side of him, but I had no desire to stop him. I'd often wondered if it is the punishment I seek for not being enough to hold on to the heaven I had…if I take it just because I feel I deserve it.

Oh God, please no…
"EDWARD is not coming back, Bella, and you can't face it! You don't even realize that you are wasting away for nothing. You are wasting everything for nothing!"
Don't I know it, I thought to myself, squeezing my eyes shut. Don't I know that my beautiful angel will not be coming back. Don't I know that I will never feel his cool arms around me while I slept ever again. That I will never stare endlessly into those deep topaz eyes again, feel his hand in mine, his lips to my hair, his lips to mine…
That did it. The memories flooded my soul. It ripped my heart wide open right where it was still weeping. The pain was excruciating. I closed my eyes and realized that the tears already begun to flow. Flashes of the past flew through my mind silently, like an owl on the hunt…seeing him in the cafeteria for the first time, the feel of his arms around me as he pushed a van away, the sight of his car stopping on the street of Port Angeles, the meadow, his house, his brothers and sisters, his parents, his music, the feel of that first kiss, the feel of his hand in mine, dancing at prom, Edward humming my lullaby in the dark of my room…I fell into the abyss.
I hardly even heard Jake stand up to tower over me on the couch. He was fuming. He was also starting to shake. He would transform at anytime if he didn't watch it. He could lose it and lash out at me…just like Sam had done to Emily. And still, somehow, I didn't care. There was a part of me that welcomed it, hoping for an end to the pain. There were days where death would have been welcomed.
"Where is EDWARD now? Who picked you up and dusted you off? Who put you back together? And who is it that you want to be with, huh?"
"Him."
It was barely a whisper. I couldn't believe I said it out loud. God help me, but it was the truth, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was just so tired and weak from fighting it. It was becoming a day to day struggle to stay on track with my life and not wither away to dust.
Seth Clearwater walked in the door at the same moment the slap resounded through the house.

She may have not belonged in his world; when Edward left Bella, he thought he was doing the right thing. Edward kept his promise of no reminders but he did check up on her from time to time. The times he saw her, she appeared happy and moved on. It’s not until he checks up on her this one time that Alice receives a vision of Bella encountering Victoria… alone and with no one to protect her. Edward races against time to hopefully prevent Victoria enacting her revenge and killing Bella.

My phone buzzed in my pocket.
"Alice," I said when I flipped it open. I did not see my family much these days. I had taken on an explosive personality. I was miserable; there was no need to subject my family to it. For a time there, I could barely move with the anguish of the loss of her.
Carlisle and Esme had gone back to Alaska. Emmett and Rose were living as a married couple in New Hampshire. And Alice and Jasper were researching her bleak past that was revealed, in part, by James two years ago. They were traveling all over the south. My family had divided to the four winds.
"She's not going to class today, Edward. I just saw her taking the Waterfront Trail again," Alice said.
I knew what she meant with that statement. Bella had taken to sitting by the sea and reading or just staring. I didn't know how long she had been doing that, but since I had only been here the last week, it was more frequent. How I longed to hear her thoughts. I didn't know what brought her here, but for the last week that I had been watching her, I'd followed her there. It was torture to be that close and not touch her, confess my love to her again and again, beg for her forgiveness. It was punishment I deserved. I would take it.
"Thank you, Alice," I said. I was grateful for Alice. She had been distant with me for making them all leave Forks. She was angry with me that I had caused the whole family to scatter. She was missing Bella, too—her best friend—but she would give me updates. Unfortunately, I was too selfish in my own misery to share in her grief. I think that she was secretly hoping that I would break when seeing Bella or make a mistake and let her see me, so they could come home.
"She's not as happy as you think she is, Edward," she said not so kindly. "And I only see her half the time these days, and I don't understand it."
I gripped the phone when she said this. We'd had this argument over and over.
"She's moved on, Alice," I said, groaning to myself as I said it. "She loves another."
"That's just it, Edward! I can't see this 'other,' ever!" she exclaimed. "I can see her everywhere else, but when she is with this Jacob guy, it's blank…nothing. It doesn't make sense."
"I know," I said and hung up the phone.
I made my way to the top of the forested hill. From this advantage, I could see the spot where she comes to sit. I leaned against a tree and prepared to wait and watch.
My breath caught when I saw her. My Bella was as beautiful as ever, but something in the way that her shoulders hunched in on her made me think something was wrong. She sat down and stared out on the water. She was as still as any vampire I had ever met. It was all I could do not to fly to her, wrap my arms around her, and kiss away whatever troubles brought her here. I wanted to steal her away and keep her forever.
It was some time before she moved. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a cell phone, and then set it aside. I studied her as she slowly got up and stretched. She wiped her face with her hands. Was she crying? She turned to head back up the trail, and that's when I saw the biggest bruise on her face. Her face! Her beautiful, flawless, warm face was in pain! I couldn't help it when I gasped.
Bella stood still for a moment, staring up into the woods towards me. She had heard me! It took all the strength I had not to go to her. She shook her head and continued up the trail towards the parking lot. My frustration overtook me. The tree I was leaning against before, and was now holding onto for support, shattered beneath my hands. Bella looked again, and she looked so…sad. Then she left the trail.
My phone buzzed again as I walked away from the remains of the sapling I had destroyed.
"Alice," I whispered. I could barely say anything thing else.
"Ed—" She paused for a moment, and I knew that she was seeing something else. I waited patiently for her. Suddenly, she gasped.
"What? What did you see?"
"Oh, no, Bella!" she gasped.
My still heart sank. "Alice, talk to me!"
She only had to say one name to me. The one person I had been tracking for the last two years. Over and over, she'd slipped through my grasp. Time and time again, she had escaped the fate I had planned for her. Her breaths on earth were numbered. A low growl escaped me.
"Victoria," Alice whispered.

If New Moon was written from the angle of Edward not returning when he did, THIS is how I would have imagined what would have happened. The writing in this story is phenomenal! Written with alternate POV’s (Edward and Bella), “Broken Angel” will drag you in and leave you spell bounded. Drotuno, also known as the Queen of Action, has this ability to draw you into the story and create action scenes that are so exquisitely detailed; you will feel like you are watching a movie. I cannot tell you how awesome this story is. I promise you, that once you start reading this series, you will become hooked and become a complete and total fan girl over anything that drotuno writes and I place that blame with this story. If you have not read this classic, you are missing out!