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Willow's P.O.V
I got away from the volturi. Surprisingly, I'm still alive. I should've never left Carlisle, Esme, and Edward. That was probably the worst choice I ever made, and I've made some pretty bad choices. Okay, I guess this is pretty confusing. It was nineteen-twenty, I was fourteen years old and dying from typhoid, a disease in which you turn totally pale and you're deathly ill. So, before Carlisle changed me I already looked like a vampire. I lived in what is now Missouri. My hair is dark brown, I have chocolate-y eyes, and I'm extremely pale. I'm more placid than any of the Cullen's. My power? I can control others feelings towards each other. Pretty useless if you ask me, the volturi loved my power though. I finally got the guts to make them hate me and let me leave. I was a newborn so, I was pretty stupid. I ran away to Italy and Aro and the rest of the Volturi found me. It's been about ten centuries since I've seen Carlisle and I've come to the dreary, Forks, Washington to ask Carlisle for his forgiveness. Seeing as I'm a vampire, I'm extremely fast. Well, I'm pretty slow compared to most vampires, but to humans I'm extremely fast. I am just arriving at the Cullen's house. I'm afraid of what will happen when I knock on the door. I do anyway. Before I get to my third knock, a short, pale girl, with black hair and vampire-like eyes was standing in the doorway. "Hello, I'm Alice." She says, hugging me. "We've been expecting you." I looked at Alice like she was insane. "H-how did you know I was coming?" I asked. Suddenly, a rather large, bear-like vampire comes out from the shadows. "Alice's a fortune-teller." He said with a laugh. "Does Carlisle live here?" I asked, looking around the house. "Yeah, he's in his office. I'll take you to him." Alice says. She takes my arm and runs up the stairs. She knocks on the third door on the left side of the hallway. "Yes?" I hear the familiar voice of Carlisle ring in my ears. Alice opens the door and gestures me inside. I look at the familiar pictures on the wall then at my creator. "Carlisle," I began "I've come to ask, no, BEG for your forgiveness. I left you for the volturi and that was the worst mistake ever. I'm terribly sorry." Carlisle looks at me then says "Willow, darling, why wouldn't you be forgiven?" Carlisle inquired. "Well, I...left you, for the volturi. I thought you'd hate me." I said, perplexed. "Where are Esme and Edward?" I asked. Alice looked surprised. "Edward, Esme, and, Rosalie and Jasper all went hunting." Carlisle said. "I've missed a lot, haven't I?" I asked. "Indeed you have." Carlisle replied "However, I will tell you the whole story. Come in, sit." I cautiously walked into Carlisle's office, a place I hadn't been in for a long time. "After you left, we added a few people to our family." Alice curtseyed and I turned back to Carlisle "There was Rosalie, Emmet, Alice, and then Jasper." The story sounded so simple but I knew it wasn't. The Cullen's are amazing people, very forgiving. I was standing in the living room for a while. I didn't notice when everyone came back from hunting until Esme yelled "Willow!" and tightly embraced me. Edward did the same thing and added an "I thought I'd never see you again." 'Why do you care?' I thought, forgetting Edward reads minds. "Why do I care? You seriously want to know why I care, Willow. You're my sister, whether you left or not. I will always care." He said, hugging me again. "I can't believe you're back." Esme cheered. Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmet stood in the background, Alice explaining who I was to them. It was odd to feel cared about. In the last ten centuries nobody has cared about me, only used me or my powers.