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Title: Stitch By Stitch

Rating: T

Summary: What if Bella was not an only child and instead had a sister, a twin sister, named Marie? How did she get entangled with the supernatural beings, unexpected romances and life-altering decisions?


Blue and black, heart torn out,
You uncover what's beneath my skin,
There and back, there's no doubt,
Your touch is my medicine

Stitch By Stitch - Javiar Colon


I had never given thought to how 'change' would affect my life – though I had reasoned myself enough in the last few months – but even if I had, I would not have imagined for it to be as big and drastic like this. I sighed inwardly and tore my eyes from the window and looked to my right where my sister – fraternal twin sister – Isabella, Bella as she insisted people called her ever since she learned how to talk, was sitting, a thoughtful look on her face.

Bella and I… we were different. Introverted, uncoordinated and awkward were commonly used to describe Bella. I was the opposite of her – congenial, complaisant and clumsy. Both of us had a rather fair complexion but that was as far alike as it goes. Bella was much similar to Charlie, our dad, in terms of looks: brown tresses that framed her face and chocolate eyes. I was similar to our mom: my hair was a shade lighter than Bella's – Bella's was chocolate copper, mine was ginger brown – and hazel eyes. Despite all that, I love Bella, unconditionally.

I sighed once more and looked away from her, trying not to think about the thoughts that were racing around my mind as we drove to the airport, with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue, reminding me of how 'numb' I felt. I was wearing my favourite top – sleeveless, tie-dyed top; I was wearing it as a reminder of what I was leaving.

Forks… I remembered vaguely the months I spent there every summer until I was fourteen – the small town was rather gloomy and it rained a lot on the town more than any other place in the United States of America. It was to Forks that I now, along with Bella, ship ourselves to – an action that I took with great optimism. Though I did not necessarily love Forks, I do not detest it as much as I know Bella would. She loved Phoenix, the sun and the blistering heat. I hated the heat and the vigorous, sprawling city.

"Marie," my mom said to me – the last of a thousand times – before the both of us got on the plane. "You do not have to do this."

I felt a spasm of panic as I stared at her wide, childlike eyes. How could I leave my harebrained mother to fend for herself? Not that I do not have any faith in Phil, but…

"I want to go," Bella spoke up, bringing me back to the situation we were in. I hurriedly nodded my head, giving her a, what I hoped was, convincing smile. She looked at the both of us before wrapping her arms around me. I hugged her back for a few minutes, basking in the warmth of her hug before pulling back. I smiled and ushered her to Bella.

"Tell Charlie I said hi." I heard her tell Bella, who replied with a small 'I will'. "I will see the both of you soon." She insisted. "You can come home whenever you want – I will come right back as soon as you need me." My chest pinged with guilt as I saw the sacrifice in her eyes behind the promise.

"Do not worry about us," I urged, at the same time, Bella said, "It will be great. We love you, Mom." She hugged the both of us tightly one more time and then I got on the plane and she was gone.

It was a four-hour flight from Phoenix to Seattle, another hour in a small plane up to Port Angeles and then an hour drive back down to Forks. Flying did not bother me – it never bothered Bella as well: the time spent sitting down, though, bothered me a lot. The hour in the car with Charlie made me restless.

Charlie had really been fairly nice about the whole thing. He seemed genuinely pleased that the both of us were coming to live with him for the first time without him having to ask for us. He had already gotten the both of us registered for high school and was going to help both of us get a car. I snickered quietly to myself when I caught the bored yet slightly uncomfortable look on Bella's face. I could only imagine what she was feeling right now: awkward and worried, though I could see why she would think so.

I must have dozed off for a while for when I woke up; we made it to Charlie's. As I stretched my arms above my head, I eyed my surrounding. He still lived in the small, three-bedroom house that he had bought with my mother in the early days of their marriage. There, parked on the street in the front of the house that never changed, was our 'new' truck – the thing, Charlie had dubbed earlier on. It would be slightly better if the thing had been repainted but nonetheless, the faded red colour made it all the more unique to my eyes.

"Wow, Dad, I love it! Thanks!" Bella exclaimed as she stared at the car in mixed appreciation.

"I am glad you like it," Charlie said gruffly, embarrassed by her sudden outburst. I chuckled to myself and hurriedly stepped out of the car, taking a whiff of the fresh air. The wind blew, making me shiver slightly but it was definitely better than Phoenix – Forks would definitely grow on me. Charlie walked over to the bonnet of the car and started to take out our luggage. I grabbed my wavy tresses and with one swift twist, my hair was up in a messy bun. I walked to where Bella and Charlie were standing and grabbed my two luggage and my bag pack.

"Err… I hope you like blue," Charlie said, breaking the silence after standing in the room for a minute. I looked around, taking in the sight of the room before looking back at him, smiling in appreciation. "I left everything as it was before – the bed sheets and everything were chosen by Sue Clearwater." He added when I dropped my bag pack on the bed.

"Thank you, Dad. I really appreciate this; I love blue and the duvet," I held said item in my hand, "feels heavenly!" I grinned at him and giggled inwardly when I heard him sigh in relief. "Thank Sue Clearwater for me." Charlie nodded his head and excused himself, muttering something about wanting to see how Bella was fitting in her room. I closed the door after he left and decided to start unpacking.

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I walked out of the house, only to find Bella in the thing with a boy beside her and Charlie talking with a man in a wheelchair. Closing the door behind me, I walked over to where Charlie was standing, a small frown evident on my face. "How come you did not tell me we had visitors?" I murmured loud enough for Charlie to hear. He spun around, somewhat surprised by my sudden appearance. "Amaryllis – Marie, for short." I introduced myself to the man who grinned when he saw me.

"Little Amaryllis – my, my, you definitely have grown up. The last time I saw you, you were about this," He lifted his hand up to where the bar on his wheelchair rested, "tall. Billy Black," He smiled. "My son, Jacob, is in the truck with your sister." I looked over to where Bella was talking with said man and nodded my head.

"The three of you used to play together." Charlie stated and I nodded my head slowly, recalling those moments at the beach. I smiled at the both of them and walked towards the truck. Bella was still inside the truck when Jacob appeared beside me. I jumped slightly, startled by his sudden appearance.

"Jacob Black," He held his hand out and I smiled at him, shaking his hand. "Marie, right?" I nodded my head. "Not sure if you remember but we used to play together," He explained and I giggled to myself. He looked at me in confusion. "You do not remember, huh?"

I shrugged my shoulders before looking at my hand. "I do, vaguely but I would like to have my hand back, any time." I told him and his eyes traveled to my hand and as if he just realized he was still holding my hand, he immediately dropped it and for a nano-second, I missed the warmth his hand seemed to have. He murmured his apology and I shook my head. "So from what I have gathered, my dad bought the truck from Billy?" I asked and Jacob nodded his head.

"I rebuilt the engine and all; just to tell you, you would need to double pump the clutch when you shift, but other than that, you should be good." Jacob explained and I nodded my head.

"Cool," I stated, reminding myself to remember what he had said. "So, do you go to school around here?" I asked, turning my head to meet Jacob's piercing gaze. He seemed to hesitate before answering.

"Oh, I go to school on the reservation." Jacob said after a minute. I frowned and nodded my head slightly. There flew the chance of me knowing someone other than Bella in the school. I sighed and gave him a small smile.

"It would have been nice to know at least one more person other than your sister," I said to no one in particular but I could feel Jacob chuckling. I feel a tug at the corner of my lips and chuckled along. Forks was definitely starting to warm up to me.


Author's note:
I know this might have been attempted for too many times but I decided to try my hand at it. Hopefully, I will get some people to read this story of mine. Reviews are greatly appreciated! There are a few things that I feel like pointing out: I took the materials from both the book and the movie, so there might be differences in certain portrayal of the scenes or events. I will try my best to keep everyone in character as much as I possibly could.