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Carlisle was struggling to remain respectful. I began to strategize in my head. I wouldn't be able to save her. Her heartbeat picked up. I jumped the river too fast for her eyes to see. Shock registered immediately in Carlisle's thoughts.
But right now. Alice could only see herself. She searched the future. Jasper let go of the tenuous hold he had been keeping over the mood of the room.
Be very careful of Bella. And compassion. The future shifted. I didn't care. Those tensing for battle were filled with anxiety and rage. Her sorrowful eyes stayed on my wretched face. And as she resolved her course of action it became clearer. Emmett and Rosalie.
And if I couldn't — how far would I go to save her? I thought I knew. I stared back at myself. I searched. I shook my head. She will probably hate you for this. Alice glanced up at Jasper. The initial confrontation was blurry.
She would be alive. Alice would hold off Rosalie once I had Bella. Alice's chair shifted slightly. As I made my decision the vision started forming in Alice's head. I saw Jasper move his eyes to Emmett. But she kept seeing images of the four of them struggling with each other.
To allow this to continue was a death sentence for Bella. I began to strategize in my head. Carlisle's mind was crippled with pain as he struggled with his decision to see the procedure through.
She felt this meant I was somewhere else with Bella. And in that moment Alice's visions of the fight disappeared completely.
Rosalie's glare darkened and she gripped her hands together. Carlisle called in my head. She spoke her thoughts as they materialized in her mind. But Esme — I heard her suck in a sharp breath. How much I loved and needed her.
He glanced up at her. The ties that bound us were unbreakable. I moved slowly around the table towards Bella. A wave of utter sadness washed through me at this thought. I'm so sorry.
She was delusional. Just for a moment. Bella glanced. Bella wants him. Esme shone brightest. But in decisions that involved love. Bella glanced up at Esme. Surely she could see how scared I was for her. I kept my eyes on Bella. You can't take away this baby. But then she glanced down and said. I want him. Emmett looked into my eyes.
She loves him. I opened my eyes and looked at her lovely face. Emmett moved protectively in front of her and Rosalie. This was a fantasy. And if Emmett saw that. I closed my eyes to block it out. I tried to strategize new attacks.
He is yours and mine. I knelt beside her and held out my hand. She pulled hers out from Rosalie's tight grasp and took it. Bella needed to be protected from me.
I would follow her. It's her choice. Because we all knew we would not make a decision that would lead to a physical altercation that might involve Esme.
I can't live without you. I caressed her warm. But none came.
I would die as well. I ignored her and kept moving forward. I doesn't exist. He didn't agree. And the thing inside her. Jasper and I remained resolved.
She wavered. At least try. Carlisle was the leader of this family. We had lost him. He moved aside and Rosalie let out a disgusted sigh. Esme stood up. How had it come to this? Carlisle's thoughts floated to me. Carlisle sighed and put his face in his hands.
Part of us. Try and talk to her again. Her touch burned. I could almost envision the smug look on Rose's face. But then she said. And now that she stood with Bella. There is no me. I pressed on. I love him too. I was wrong. It will kill you. I wouldn't be able to save her. I couldn't move my face to respond. I did not feel the same. Bella's face softened.
Lists of equipment he would need. I didn't look up. If time had gone slow then. Rage and hatred boiled inside me. This thing would kill her from the inside. Killing the mother. Deep inside. I knew now that these words would hurt her even more. Bella is tired and probably hungry. Wanting to buy more blood. She shivered at my expression. The future loomed before me.
The thing would tear its way out of the womb. I can do that. But I said nothing. Saw her plan. I glanced up and saw my reflection in the glass wall.. The rest of my family stood frozen around us. Chapter 3—Lullaby I thought the moments had passed slowly on the long flight home.
I watched them go.. My face was the face from Alice's vision. A dream within the nightmare. I thought. Decision made. I was burning. I lowered my head. Then I saw her eyes slip down to Bella's stomach. But it was a dream.
She moved her hand back down to squeeze mine. Rose smiled down at her and touched her cheek. I felt lost inside. I knew all the arguments I would make.
Esme put a hand on my shoulder. I could do nothing but stare down at Bella. She would let it destroy her. And yet. Thinking about what we knew. I didn't want her to see the emotions on my face. Bella's expression grew intense. They sat on the couch together. I looked at her fragile body. I know this is not a mistake.
How to get an ultrasound machine. Thank you for everything. I couldn't speak any more. In my distraction the walls I had been holding to the other's thoughts slipped. I stopped. I began to play the lullaby I had written for her so many lives ago. With horror I saw a glisten of tears start to form in her eyes. So instead I watched. The room was growing dark as evening fell. Esme made her three kinds of eggs. I knew I was being awful. I tried to block it out but now my own memories were coming.
Rosalie arranged the blanket on her. When I had sat at this piano. We didn't speak. But every time Bella looked at me.
Sitting beside me as I played this melody for her the first time. She looked so beautiful.. She had her own scent. Bella didn't eat much dinner. She smiled a little at this. But I couldn't do it. Make it stop. My voice didn't sound like my own. I knew it would scare Bella. I didn't dare. I went over to the piano and sat down.
It turned out that I could hate myself more. A moment passed. Do something. I love you. It echoed strangely in my ears. She barely drank as well. I watched as her features softened and relaxed. I watched as my family moved around Bella. I felt a movement next to me. I stared. I knew the shadow of it was still there. I couldn't bear to hear them anymore.
So I remained frozen. Eventually Bella yawned and her eyelids drooped. I struggled to smooth my face. I was afraid if I touched her. My head fell into my hands. I shut out the thoughts of my family. The notes rang through the house. Someone had placed a pillow.
Never taking my eyes off Bella. I knew I was being useless. I should kneel down. I stood by the couch. It scared me. I could see it reflected in her eyes. She moved closer and laid her head on my shoulder. I turned and pressed my face into her soft. Fear gripped me. Their memories of when I had first met and fallen in love with Bella. But I couldn't seem to move. It was Alice. I went over and stood by the couch. He continued to send the waves of calm at me. Bella and I. Bella laughing. Pain twisted in my chest.
She wanted to stay human with me. Jasper was becoming overwhelmed by my emotions. I wrapped my arms around myself. Fate laughed darkly. I looked down at Bella's sleeping form. I clenched my fists in frustration at myself. Charlie's house. The feeling of calm left swiftly with him as the pain roared back in. The shimmering. I didn't know why this hurt so much. Waves of serenity washed over me. Get a grip on yourself. The unknown. Alice's head fell and she seemed to crumple into herself.
Bella and I in a college classroom. I had been destroying her future since the day I laid my eyes on her. It was too late. When we had talked about more time. I shook him off roughly.
All gone. I turned my head. Jasper appeared behind her. I floated. For Bella. These were images she must have seen when Bella and I were away on Isle Esme. I wrenched myself off the bench and away from them. I leaned over to pick her up and bring her upstairs.
I was sinking. But I was in better control now. Memories of her visions. I squeezed harder. Then I shook my head sharply. I was turning this into something about me. That's what I did now.
Then disappeared.. Her future is all but gone to me. Her future. I had destroyed that future. But just that it had been so close.. My mind dredged up a memory.
Icy realization stabbed at me. He wanted to leave the house. I'm scared. My monstrous nature. Alice moaned softly. I sucked in my breath and pulled sharply away from her. I should be used to it by now. When we had talked about Dartmouth.
Brick buildings in the background. He still had my back but didn't want this to turn into anything. Our bed. But could I protect her this time? My helplessness terrified me. Jasper sensed it. I let him fill me with peace. I could not find that sentiment in her mind. I could feel the small bulge that hadn't been there before. Our room.
I glanced down at Bella's stomach. His eyes flickered over to Rosalie. Have you noticed any changes. Carlisle then stood. How the hell did they expect me to feel about this? She sighed. I would let her be. I fought the urge to scream at him.
I looked again at Bella's stomach. My arms were knocked away as Rosalie pushed herself between Bella and me. Rosalie eyed us suspiciously. I snatched my hand away as if I had been burnt. I would still try to change things against her will. Rosalie shrugged and sat back down. She was not spending the night with Bella and me in my room.
I felt my earlier rage at Rosalie returning. I will examine her tomorrow. I honestly didn't know. It's obviously accelerated. I wanted to gather her into my arms. The four of us stared at each other for a long moment. He wanted to be with Alice.
Looking at Bella's fragile body. He struggled to spread calm over the group. He didn't want to be here. Do you really think I'm going to do anything now? Fury and despair coursed through me. Some husband. We will have some time to try to figure things out. Emmett materialized on the other side of the couch. Slowly it morphed into something like resigned defeat. Jasper was frustrated. I narrowed my eyes. I growled.
I sunk down to my knees next to her. Then she looked back up and her expression hardened. Scream at them all. How fast do you think it is growing. Hard fingers clenched onto my arm and the calm relaxed me again. Stop it.
She stumbled and then sprang back. But would I? My eyes flickered to Bella. I looked back at Rosalie and could see in her mind that she didn't trust me at all. She hissed. Take some measurements. Now I reached over and touched her stomach gently. Bella was sleeping soundly on the couch. The others lingered briefly. I was embarrassed to admit I had completely avoided looking at. I hadn't wanted to even acknowledge it.
Even as deluded and self-centered as Rosalie was. Rosalie unfroze.
I unfroze. She knew what she would be capable of doing to protect Emmett. But this thought only served to remind her what she was up against. I looked carefully. Then I leaned back onto my knees. Bella had slept soundly. A brown haired baby. Now that she had gotten her way. I stood up. As if that knowledge could somehow erase the fact that she was a cold.
Now she moved restlessly in her sleep. The memories were human. She was concerned about my ability to influence Bella. My sudden fury at these thoughts caught me off guard.
She glanced down at Bella. I became perfectly still. I did not want to see her dreams.
Her eyes narrowed and she stared straight forward again. She was abruptly furious. Her face was very still. Her warmth. Rosalie eyes shot to mine.
But she also could not hide the fear that crept around the corners of her mind. I could but only guess at what lurked in the deeper parts of her consciousness.
I leaned over slowly. Sitting so close to Rosalie. In her darker moments. She wondered how to undermine Bella's trust in me. He appeared immediately. I blocked out all thoughts I looked at Bella. Rosalie was determined not to let Carlisle and I contort the pregnancy into something ugly. I realized I had unknowingly been leaning towards hers. Rosalie had explored all available information on human pregnancy. Let her sleep now. Now her mind flickered with the thousands of images of babies she had memorized during her immortal existence.
Something about the way the blanket lay against her caught me. I trailed my eyes over down her body and stopped when they rested on her stomach. I moved my arm and pulled back the blanket. She viewed the pregnancy with an excitement that bordered on frenzied. But Alice told us she was Ok? I don't want to make Bella uncomfortable.
I pressed my hand gently to Bella's cheek and then followed Carlisle out to the dining room. A multitude of thoughts collided with me. With these words. It moved again. Leave it to Alice to consider that night a success. Carlisle was struggling to remain respectful. The memories viciously clawed at me.
At least three times bigger. I sucked in air sharply. Carlisle nodded slightly. A long moment of silence. Esme cooked eggs for breakfast. You and I have never had a chance to talk about how things. Now I sat watching Rosalie run her cold.. I am her doctor. When did you first have intercourse with her. Carlisle was standing at the bottom of the stairs. A chorus of breaths sucked in. Bella opened her eyes. Everything felt shadowed by an oppressive cloud of uncertainty.
He faced me. Bella's stomach moved. The bulge was shockingly larger than last night. I felt unexpectedly uncomfortable.
Seven pairs of dark golden eyes. Since I hadn't broken any bones or outright killed Bella. Almost imperceptibly. Things were progressing fast.. I want to speak to Bella about her symptoms. I could tell she had no interest in eating. Growing fast. I braced myself against the shame.
The guilt and pain from that night came rushing up through me. Chapter 4 —Confession The morning light brought no hope with it.
He smiled slightly as this. It's bigger. Seven statues took a step back in shock. I never expected it to be like that. I very slowly raised my eyes to meet Carlisle's. My hand clutching her. I know you tried your best..
All those days. How I wished I could be the person he saw. How immensely he underestimated my weakness. At least. There was no long-term harm done. Her pleading voice giving me the terrible permission my body sought. His face was aghast. He reached out and touched my arm. I shrugged miserably. The stunning intoxication of finally giving in.
He had a quizzical look on his face. It was actually a relief to release them. It was hard to speak through the tightening in my throat. Carlisle sighed.
I'm going to go and talk to Bella. I just shook my head. Bella's flushed face. And then. Knowing it was too dangerous this way. Hers and mine. I'm sorry. There was no way to explain it. As if that excused my behavior. Biting remorse and shame washed through me.
Carlisle stood up. Then my control slipping. I shuddered. I guess I lost control. He couldn't be more wrong about that. I was overcome. She was everywhere. I tried so hard to be careful. I froze at his thoughts.. They had been listening to my conversation with Carlisle with great interest. I did not want to be heard. I grabbed his arm. So first night was point of. I watched her carefully. I don't know yet.
I would use the date of your last menstrual cycle. Emmett and Rosalie were standing behind the couch together. Carlisle was sitting with Bella. I'd like to try to be particularly specific. Way to go. Try to go back and think about when the symptoms began. I was sure it was our first night on the island. But for now. I snorted quietly. I rose slowly and walked into the living room. I need to examine her first.
The first morning. It was a bitter irony to discover that I had only known. I remembered.
The overwhelming disgust in myself as I watched the bruises darken and spread in the light of the coming dawn.. I didn't watch him go.
Rosalie was feeling a little smug. I knew that Carlisle wanted to do his job. But I had no doubt when the date of conception was. Shock registered immediately in Carlisle's thoughts. This seemed cruelly fitting to me. He gazed at me for a second more.
I stood. The symptoms started so fast. He told Bella he planned to try to measure her every few hours. I could see. I was confused and frustrated that Bella would let Rosalie speak for her. I glanced at Bella. There is no way Bella is setting one foot inside that room.
Carlisle looked at her in disbelief. Rosalie acted like Carlisle or I were going to crawl through the bathroom vents to snatch Bella. And appropriate lighting. Carlisle's sure hands ran over her skin.
He wanted to talk to me. I have an exam table up there. His thoughts told me nothing else. So hard. Not yet. He took out his tape measure and measured her stomach carefully.
I was infuriated to see how the thing had already contorted her body under her soft skin. I wanted to do something. But not impossible.
I glanced at the bathroom — Bella would not be done showering and dressing for at least 15 minutes. It was a place we all knew well. I searched my mind out. But she just watched. Bella's eyes fixed on me. I would like to examine you and take some measurements. After the exam. How long did we have to convince Bella to change her mind. She was usually so stubborn. I think. I was here. Bella's stomach was now raised out several inches.
I know what you and Edward plan to do in there. I glanced quickly at him. What is it encased in? It would be difficult to remove. Where it was flat only a few days ago. That's extremely fast. He pushed up her shirt carefully. Playing to the base also means remembering, a bit late but not quite too late, that Twilight is supposed to be, first and foremost, a love story. Breaking Dawn—Part 2 manages to have its cake and eat it at the same time by deviating from the book in order to include a big, CGI battle scene but managing to do it in such a way so that the battle is neither the climax nor the violation of the books' core that fans watching the trailer might have feared it would be.
The ratio of fighting to conversation is still too high, but the film does not abandon the latter altogether, and it manages to have a few nice character moments in between those building up for war. Breaking Dawn—Part 2 still evidences many of the weakness that have plagued the franchise throughout, the chief being a mode of storytelling that tends to tell rather than show. Nearly a dozen characters are either newly introduced or reconvened, leading to lots of expository speeches about who has what power and why each character is fighting on which side.
For those completely or mostly ignorant of the books, the last film is probably the most accessible simply by virtue of the fact the motivations of mother and father trying to protect their child is easily comprehensible and allows viewers who might otherwise need a score card to tell the players apart to easily separate the good vampires from the bad vampires. Even so, it takes the film a bit too long to realize that almost all of its set up is superfluous.
The Twilight saga has never particularly excelled at world building—it has some big ideas but it almost always explores those ideas through character interactions rather than plot developments. Nowhere is the tendency to tell rather than show more problematic and consequential than in the romance between Bella and Edward.
Even for the critic who wants to judge the film on its own terms rather than simply dismissing it out of hand, it is hard to make sense out of so many of the characters' actions when one has to keep reminding oneself that "oh, yeah, it is because they are supposed to be really, passionately in love. Lautner has struck me throughout the series as the more charismatic actor and Jacob the more sympathetic character. That said, the Twilight fan and expert I saw the film with argued that Pattinson has been severely hampered throughout by a poor script in the first Twilight film that never truly explained Edward's character much less explained why Bella fell in love with him.
For my friend the Twilight fanatic—and I have to think for the franchise's fans her response is more representative than my own—the finale was fully satisfying, giving fans "the moment we've been waiting for. If you don't know what that moment is—if you are dragged to the movie by a wife, a daughter, a sister, or a girlfriend—you will probably find the film a little clunky but tolerable. If, however, you actually liked the Twilight books then go get in line right now , because Stephanie Meyer finally put her foot down and insisted that the last movie be made for you rather than for me.
Bella says she was "born to be a vampire. What are the implications of such an assertion for Bella's and, hence, the film's understanding of God? Are the Cullens and their circle of allies morally superior to the Volturi? If so, what values or codes of conduct make them so? Does the emotional appeal to Bella of being a vampire lie more in her being loved or being empowered? Is the vampire society truly an egalitarian one?
The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn—Part 2 is rated PG for sequences of violence including disturbing images, some sensuality and partial nudity. The sexual content is less explicit than in Part 1 , but the violence is more graphic. Killing a vampire involves ripping his or her head off and burning the body, so we get to see several decapitations.
One head is ripped off by holding the victim's mouth open and tearing the head at the jaw. These are some very gruesome images and that the film received a PG rather than an R seems to indicate both ratings creep and a higher tolerance for violence than for sexual content at the PG level. There is also some intense animal violence involving characters who are werewolves. One vampire feeds on a human victim, and this scene is regrettably played for laughs—as a means of introducing a secondary character—rather than any kind of pathos or horror.
Edward and Bella are shown having sex once, though this is filmed through a moderately tame montage of extreme close ups of body parts—hands holding, backs arching, and the like. Bella speaks in graphic terms about the intensity of her physical desire for Edward and his performance as a lover. The language is explicit but not crude. Jacob Taylor Lautner strips to his underwear in one scene that is played for laughs but is more or less present to provide eye-candy for female viewers.
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