A/n: So, as you can see, I'm new around here and I must add that this is my first story ever, so have mercy criticizing it.
Oh, and I almost forgot saying that I leave in a non-English speaking country, so there may be a couple of mistakes in my stories. That's why I want you to forgive me for that. Let's hope you'll enjoy the first chapter…and leave a review in the end…a small one.
xoxo, Anna. :)
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As she drove on the small road heading to Forks, Isabella Swan felt a tear slipping on her cheek. They weren't tears of sadness, but neither tears of happiness. They were just tears, nothing more.
To be honest, she was quite nervous about returning in a place she left ten years ago in order to find happiness. When she saw the first houses from Forks, her legs started trembling and another tear escaped from the corner of her eye. Nothing has changed in that place; the same houses, the same buildings, the same old park she used to play in with her best friend…It was like the time never passed by over that place. But that was not true.
Isabella saw with the corner of her eye the place where the old candy store was ten years ago. Another tear followed the previous one. She felt like she was returning in a ghost city, where nobody lived. But she saw a boy chasing a girl on the sidewalk and felt more relaxed. Someone lived in that place, not only the Cullens.
And this name reminded Isabella about the reason of her come back. She came to see her old tutor before he died of a terrible illness –lungs cancer. She decided to stop the car at the gas station. It had been a long way from Phoenix to Forks, and she only slept four hours in a cheap motel. Her face was pale, excepting the purple circles around her eyes –the proof that she hadn't slept enough. She was hungry, until she reached Forks. Isabella lost her appetite soon.
All the memories of her childhood played behind her chocolate eyes like a cheap drama. But this time wasn't the same as ten years ago. It was completely different. She had a wedding ring on her finger and her name wasn't Swan anymore. She was Isabella Marie Newton for two years. And Carlisle had the joy to see her in a white dress, getting married with a man who loved her for real and was able to make her happy after all those years of sorrow. Esme was there too, as well as Emmet and his wife Rosalie. They were all happy for their little 'sister'.
But only one person was missing. And that person didn't receive an invitation. That person actually didn't know that Isabella got married to Michael Newton.
Isabella wanted to send him an invitation. She made the guests list and the first person on it was Edward Cullen. But she changed her mind after she finished the list. He would have come in Phoenix with the first flight after receiving the invitation. He would have ruined everything, including Isabella's happiness. That's why she made another list, where the name Edward Cullen didn't exist. Her family understood her fear of inviting him at her wedding and decided not to tell him about her anymore.
Of course Edward Anthony Cullen was living in New York now. She hadn't seen him since that night. I think he has changed…she said to herself.
Isabella kissed the wedding ring and tried to smile. She imagined Edward being happy for her, though she knew it was not going to be as she desired.
She started the engine of her black Ford and headed to the forest. She knew that place very well. The small road winding among the trees was the road to her home –a place full of painful memories, a place where she never wanted to return.
But she did this for Carlisle and for his mental sake. He wanted to see his favorite 'daughter' before dying.
And she found that road. She slowed down a little and took a deep breathe before veering on that path. Her tremble was so violent that she couldn't handle the car anymore. Her memories were full of pain and her heart as well. This time they were tears of sadness. She bit her lips as an attempt to stop her tears. She had to be strong, if not for Carlisle, for her and for her mental sake as well. Every time she was in that place she felt like a stranger. She certainly didn't belong there.
The last words of Edward before she ran away from home were echoing in her mind: "Don't you ever forget Isabella Swan –you belong to me! I am the only one for you!"
"This is not true!" she said to herself as she wiped out her tears. She had to show him that Isabella Marie Newton was an independent woman, that she was not his toy anymore. If only she had the courage to act like that…
After she felt able to drive again, she started the engine and headed to her house, in order to make her moribund father happy. Only two weeks until his death, and after that she would be free again.
As she approached to the old gothic house, she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She saw the roof between the green branches of a weeping willow. The house gradually appeared in front of her eyes.
The big metallic gate separated Isabella from her home. Surprisingly, the gate was wide opened and she entered with the car, parking it in the cold shade of the willow. It was August, but Isabella felt cold when she got out of the car. The long cobbled alley that led to the house had bushes of roses on both sides. Isabella didn't even bother locking the car, she just ran till she saw the large entrance. There were bushes of roses round the house and Isabella's nostrils were filled with their perfume. She saw the picnic table where they used to do their homework during the spring, of course in the days when it didn't rain.
The house was imposing of course. Its walls were made of brick, but covered with carved stone. It was divided in two small wings and the main construction. The windows were large enough to let the light come in. The gothic stile of the house left the impression that it was brought from England, but actually the house was there since 1845. Its owner sold it to Carlisle in 1968, when he got married to Esme. And Esme took care of everything, decorating every room.
It was not raining that day and the sun was attempting to appear from behind the clouds. Isabella wore a blue blouse that emphasized her breasts, and a pair of tight jeans. It was a normal outfit for the weather from Phoenix, but for Forks it didn't suit at all. She wished she had a jacket.
Isabella took a deep breath and entered the house. It was silence on the long corridor, so she went into the living room. The room seemed bigger and totally different from what she remembered. Esme let the old elegant decking, and the color of the walls was the same. But instead of the old leather sofa, Esme bought a white one, made of velvet. There were four black armchairs, and a small coffee table made of glass and steel. The curtains were a nice shade of red and a few of Esme's paintings were on the walls. Isabella's mouth hung opened for a couple of minutes before she realized that she had to find someone in the house.
She went into the kitchen, but still nobody. The design of the kitchen hadn't changed. The furniture was still the oak one that looked very good. Looking through the window she saw the garden –her favorite place.
She exited the house through the back door and ran to see if she could find Esme or at least Emmet. Isabella felt the scent of all those bushes of roses, jasmine and lilies and sneezed. She was allergic to pollen.
She kept walking till she reached the big, brick wall that separated the patio from the forest. But the wall had a big hole in it, so she decided to go and see if Esme was in her favorite painting place. The murmur of the river always relaxed Isabella. But still no sign of Esme.
Yet, the barking of a dog made her jump. She turned her head slowly just to see a fluffy, cream-colored fur Golden Retriever, approaching anxiously to play with her.
"Jared!" said Isabella with a big smile on her face, as she reached out for him.
Jared was Edward's beloved dog. Isabella hadn't seen him since the night she left, but the dog seemed to recognize her. Isabella caught him in a bear hug, as the dog licked one of her cheeks, saying 'hello' to her.
"I missed you too," she said, knowing that the animal would understand her words. Jared stared at her, with his brown eyes full of love. "I love you too, Jared! But where are the others?"
Jared barked again and bit Isabella's hand playfully.
"Jared, I told you we don't receive our guests like that!" Esme's beautiful voice said. She held in her hands an empty pot and her outfit was not the usual one, Isabella got used to in her childhood. Esme wore a pair of jeans and a red shirt. She was dressed like that because she planned working in the garden all day long.
"Oh, darling, when did you arrive?"
"A few minutes ago. I was looking for you…"
"Look at you!" Esme exclaimed leaving the pot down, and reaching after Isabella. "You are so beautiful, darling!" she continued, wrapping Isabella with her arms. "How are you?"
"I'm fine, Esme." Isabella relaxed against her, feeling her scent of cinnamon and apple, just like when she was just a little girl. "But how about you and Carlisle?"
"Oh, I am fine, guess. But I'll have to get used to not sharing the bed with him anymore. He's got only a week or two left, Isabella. He speaks about you all the time, he misses you…"
"Where is he now?" A tear slipped on Isabella's pale cheek.
"He is upstairs, sleeping. I gave him the medicine fifteen minutes ago. Are you hungry?" Esme's eyes scanned Isabella's small body. She was so skinny and pale...
"No thanks, I have already eaten in Portland." She bit her lip and stared at the ground for a few minutes. Of course it was a lie. But she was too scared to think about food.
"Where are the others?" Isabella asked curiously.
"Well, Emmet and Rose have some work to do and will arrive here on Saturday, and Edward's arriving tonight. Look, I haven't told him you got married…but I guess he'll be happy for you…I hope…" Isabella felt the doubt in Esme's voice.
She had that doubt too. Edward was too possessive to share her with Mike. He had always been like that. Isabella remembered how they held hands while walking through the corridors of the high school. Actually she didn't want that, but Edward has always grabbed her hand, in order to show that he possessed her in all ways possible. And he did.
Everywhere she went, Edward was with her. She wanted to argue with him. She wanted to be alone, but he had that strange power on her.
But adult Isabella was not going to surrender to his oppression. She had her own life, away from Edward Cullen. She planned to show him that Isabella Newton was not his property anymore.
Well, good luck with that…
A/n: So what do you think –should I continue it, or should I give up? Review please! :)
