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Full Summary
Edward 'confesses' his real feelings to Bella in the Forest (New Moon) he then leaves with the Cullens, officially leaving poor defenseless Bella to fend for herself when Victoria comes.
The temptation of killing Bella obviously makes itself known, but upon realizing that Bella was no better off then she was, she changes Bella instead, relishing in the satisfaction of damning her without Edward by her side.
50 years into her Vampire life, Bella Swan is a very powerful vampire. 118 years into her life and she's back in Forks meeting a certain Vampire Coven, again.
Will she be able to handle the pain? Or will she flee?
You Left Me
"You... don't... want me?" I heard myself whisper weakly. My words sounded hollow, about as hollow as I felt.
He couldn't be leaving me now. After all we've been through in the past year… Now?
"No." I visibly flinched at the hardness in his voice, which sounded as monotone and guarded as the mask he wore on his face. I searched his eyes, desperately trying to find something that would tell me that this was just a sick, sick joke of Emmet's.
"Don't Edward," I whispered. "Please don't go Edward."
"No. I have to. I'm sick and tired of this, this pretending!" Ouch…
"Pretending?" I choked out. A single word was all I could get out… Pathetic of me…
He tensed, but went on, ignoring me. Looking the other way, he continued:
"Before I leave though… I need to ask something of you…"
"Anything,"
"Don't do anything stupid Bella, please, just don't."
Why would he be asking this of all things? Could he… NO! Definitely not, not a chance…
I nodded slowly still analyzing his words before saying, "I will." The tension in his broad shoulders relaxed, a bit.
He was staring at me now, his eyes drinking in every part of my body, as an artist would his artwork.
He finally noticed me studying him, and hesitated slightly before finally saying:
"Well, I guess this is goodbye,"
I nodded once, the reason we were here suddenly dawning back onto me, but I wouldn't believe it… Not until he left.
Seemingly satisfied but still as tense as when we entered, he ran, away from Forks and to his waiting family, my previous family.
"Bye." I whispered, knowing he could probably hear me with his vampiric enhanced senses, before I collapsed in a heap on the ground.
I lifted my hand up to my line of vision to see that I was shaking. I touched both sides of my face and… Wait… When had I started crying?
'No'
He's gone.
He's gone.
He's gone.
They're all gone.
They left me here.
Carlisle…
Esme…
Emmet…
Jasper…
Alice…
Edward…
Of course Rosalie wouldn't have minded much… Certainly encouraged it.
'No.'
One word had officially broken my heart, shattered it, I wasn't sure where all the pieces had gone. I felt a large wretch within my stomach; It was as if I were getting clawed at, from the inside.
Is this how heartbroken people are supposed to feel?
My eyes overflowing with tears, I curled into a ball and locked my arms around my legs, attempting to stop the emotional pain from overcoming my senses.
I didn't move, I just lay there on the forest floor, memories of the Cullens playing not unlike a film with the soft sound of my sobbing and gasping breaths to fill the silence.
He really had left me; all of them had left me.
I can't believe I actually thought I deserved him…
I cried, sobbed, shouted and practically topped the 'pathetic' and 'needy' ranks. I'd only known him for a year and yet… It hurt this much?
Hearing faint footsteps close by I sat up and looked around me. I couldn't see much as my now controlled tears were blurring my surroundings.
Seeing a flash of auburn I quickly stood up and rubbed at my eyes. It couldn't be her… Why now? Why not earlier?
The soft sound of a tree branch breaking alerted me to her location and I whipped around, immediately meeting a pair of blood-red eyes.
She was glaring at me whilst also looking expectantly at me, as if she expected me to jump back and gasp in surprise. She was a bit late for that though. I was to worn out and drowning in self-pity to care.
I sat back down. What's the use of fighting a vampire, a strong, quick vampire, with amazing tracking skills and reflexes?
"Bella, Isabella Swan. How… nice-"She uttered the word with a sour expression on her face, "-it is to finally meet you in person, without a coven of vampires to protect you to, I've noticed."
"Spot on." Was all I replied; couldn't she just kill me already? What's with villains and prolonging the death of victims?
She narrowed her eyes at me, but otherwise showed no sign of annoyance. Damn.
"You don't seem surprised in the least. What alerted you to my presence?" She asked.
"You're not exactly subtle when it comes to sneaking around. You're more the dramatic entrance type of person." I answered back.
If I could just get her angry or frustrated enough to kill me.
When did I get so suicidal? Damn vampires…
She growled at me. I'd finally gotten the reaction I wanted out of her.
"Don't quip at me; your life is in my hands. I expect you to beg for it." She replied, her expression full of malice and hatred.
"Great, congratulations." I carelessly waved her off.
Isn't this exactly what Edward told me not to do?
But, he was gone now. I reminded myself. And he doesn't care anyway, he was pretending wasn't he?
"James," She began. "I'm hoping you'll recognize the name, he died last year… I'm sure you remember his death clearly."
"I was there, wasn't I?" I replied as memories of the Ballet Studio overtook my thoughts.
"Of course, the whole reason he was there was because of you."
"Well then, it was him and his killer tendencies fault wasn't it?"
Her expression was fierce as she shouted, "IT WAS YOUR FAULT! IT'S YOUR FAULT HE'S DEAD RIGHT NOW! YOUR FAULT HE'S NOT HERE WITH ME!-" I cut off her furious tirade and inserted my own piece of wisdom.
"-and I couldn't care less. After all, you've killed many humans haven't you? More than I can count on 50 pairs of hands. One less vampire in the world did us humans well."
She was fuming, the first time she outwardly showed an expression I was familiar with.
"YOU WANT TO DIE, DO YOU? WHAT ABOUT YOUR VAMPIRE FRIENDS? WON'T THEY MISS YOU WHEN YOU'RE GONE?"
The sound of her voice sounded as insignificant as a buzz of a bee right now.
Yes, of course, Friends. Friends will leave you; tell you they were actually pretending to like you...
The pain was back… Damn.
She must have somehow seen the painful expression on my face as she abruptly stopped her shouting.
"But… They left you didn't they? THAT'S why you want to die isn't it?" She wasn't even looking at me now, but I could plainly see the beginnings of a smirk creep up onto her face.
"So you weren't enough for them were you? Humans never are…"
I tried not to let the pain of that statement show on my face, never act emotional around an enemy…
She bent down next to me and stared into my eyes, not in a romantic way of course, but in a psychiatric way, she knew what to do next, it seemed.
"I'm going to turn you… This will only touch on what you deserve but… You'll experience what I'm experiencing and you'll spend the rest of eternity with unrequited love by your side, not that pathetic excuse for a vampire coven."
I whimpered outwardly then and she smiled in satisfaction. She'd finally gotten the reaction she'd wanted out of me, and it was by damning me.
She turned my head roughly, her auburn hair falling into my face and she bent down and bit into my neck. I struggled, trying to stop her but what could a weak human do against a vampire?
I screamed as the familiar fire started to spread, this time beginning from my neck.
I was vaguely aware of Victoria standing up, watching me for a minute, avenging her lovers death, before fleeing from the scene.
I was finally alone, again.
END CHAPTER
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