It's been almost a month since they left. I was sitting in the kitchen. It was a dreary Saturday in Forks. I didn't look up when Charlie came in dressed in his uniform.
"Uh, Bells, there's something I need to tell you." he said, slightly nervous, was it another doctor's appointment? I doubt it, "Things have been getting worse with you... and I decided to call up your cousin, er, second cousin I should say, she's about your age, twenty-one. She's going to be here anytime and I was hoping you wouldn't mind her bunking with you for the time being."
"Oh. Okay." I said, I had a cousin?
"That sounds like her, riding one of those damned motorcycles." he grumbled the last part as he glanced out the kitchen window. I didn't look with him. The door was kicked open then slammed shut roughly, making me jump violently. I looked up as my cousin entered the kitchen silently.
What I saw stunned me. She was dressed in tight, black leather pants tucked neatly into knee-high black boots with silver studs on the back of the heel, knuckle gloves, a leather motorcycle jacket with a smiley face with fangs in diamond studs on the back, and a skin-tight corset tank top that ended above her belly button. Her dark brown hair was cropped and layered so that it spiked out rebelliously and lay flat against her neck.
Her skin was white. Pure white. She was gorgeous. What was stunning about her appearance the most though. Was her brilliant red eyes. I prayed that they were contacts. She met my gaze and her full, pale lips spread into wide smirk.
"Hey little cuz." her voice was musical, even though it sounded slightly gruff. She dropped her suitcase by the stairs and sat down across from me.
"Hey Liz, I'm glad you came." Charlie said, looking slightly awkward.
"Eh, I don't mind. Besides, you said I could fix Desperate Juliet any way I want." she smirked at me. My heart lurched and her little grin grew a little wider, "I also need a little work on my control."
"Well, I need to go, call if you need anything." Charlie said as he made his way out the house.
"Bye." I muttered, Liz didn't even bother.
"So you know." she spoke up after a while.
"Know what?" I asked warily as I got up and carried my uneaten eggs and dumping them into the trash before washing my plate in the sink.
"What I am." she smirked.
"A biker?" I said, hoping that was what she was talking about.
"You know...I can smell your fear, Bella." she said, suddenly behind me. She sniffed my neck experimentally. I stiffened.
"Your a vampire." I whispered hoarsely. My throat was closing in fear. I could feel my heart pounding.
"Yeah...you smell like prissy flowers and vegetarian vamps, disgusting." she growled pulling away from me, her nose was wrinkled. I relaxed slightly.
"You're the first vampire that isn't tempted to eat me." I said.
"Really? Tell me more." she demanded finding herself on the counter drying the dishes as I placed them out to dry.
"I-I'd rather not." I mumbled, wincing at the thought.
"Tell me or Charlie gets it." she threatened playfully.
"Not now, sometime, I promise." I said, "But you need to know that you can't hunt here. You have to hunt far away from Forks and La Push."
"Yeah yeah, I know, I already have plans for that." she brushed it off. I sighed and hoped that she really did have a plan, "I'm going to go put my stuff up in your room, and then we are going to go for a little ride. I'm sure Charlie won't mind if we take Barbara."
"Barbara? Who's that?" I asked. Liz grinned and tossed my a cherry red helmet with a white skull in flames on the back. She had a black helmet with the same design as mine in her hand.
"My baby, my ride, my one true love. My bike." oh boy, Charlie's going to love this, "Besides, it'll give you some color, now I suggest you go get a nice jacket that isn't thread bare. Wind burn is a bitch." I made my way up stairs and changed into a long-sleeved sweater and jeans, I pulled on my boots and pulled out my jacket. When I glanced in the mirror my sallow reflection reminded me how I felt and I just wanted to curl up in my closet. I sat down on my bed and pulled my knees up to my chest to try to stop the burning ache.
"You really do love him. You know what, no ride, you need talk about this before I kill you myself." Liz sighed as she appeared in front of me.
"I really-" I started, but she stopped me.
"I get it, Isabella Swan, but you listen to me. When Charlie called me he was terrified that you were slowly killing yourself. Torturing yourself at night. You're not only hurting yourself, but you're hurting Charlie, and Renée, and Paul. They're worried about you." she snapped at me and I flinched as guilt filled my stomach. She sat down on the rocking chair that he sat in that first night. No! Don't think about that.
"I-I..." I couldn't bring myself to talk about it. I met her red eyes, they didn't glimmer with contempt, or annoyance, or frustration. No, it was empathy.
"It hurts a lot...that empty feeling. You wouldn't think a vacant space would slowly kill you. But it does, Bella. I should know. I was in the exact same situation as you. I fell in love with a vampire. He loved me back, or, so I thought. Until the day came where he didn't come back. You see, I had it worse, Bella. William left me for five years. I almost moved on. Then he showed up. I was happy and angry and hurt when I saw him lying on my bed like he owned the place. He begged me to take him back, and I stupidly did. He took advantage of me and then he changed me. I didn't want to be a vampire. When I woke up after four days, he was gone. All he left was a note explaining everything from the Vultori, to how to be a vampire one-oh-one, to why he couldn't stand me, but didn't want to get in trouble for telling a human." she stopped and snorted softly.
"What happened?" I asked, intrigued and guilty.
"I killed forty people. Then I woke from the blood lust with a vengeance. I hunted him down. It took me three years, but I found him in San Francisco wooing another fourteen year old girl. I dropped in on their little make out fest and ripped his head off. She screamed and I drained her. I almost regretted it. But she smelled like chocolate and strawberries. I dragged William to a warehouse where I planned it all out. I knew he had experience, but I had newborn strength and a thirst for revenge. I screwed his head back on and made him watch as I ripped his manhood off. I lit it on fire and shoved it down his throat before he could do anything. That was six years ago."
"Why are you telling me this?" I asked. She met my curious pained gaze with one of her own.
"Because you're the lucky one Bella. I smelled that vampire on the way into town. I know why he left already. I know why he told you instead of disappearing, Bella. But he was stupid to think that it was good for either of you."
"What?" I asked.
"That red-headed vampire, she's after you right?" Liz asked.
"Yeah, b-but, she should know that they aren't here anymore." I stuttered. Liz shook her head.
"She probably does, at least, know that he left to track her. To humans, vampires are great actors, but to other vampires, it takes real skill to fool someone. She knew that he loved you enough to do whatever he did to piss her off, so why leave when he knew she was getting closer to killing you? To hunt her. I followed their scent until I was in Northern Arizona yesterday. Yeah, it's a couple of weeks old, but I've got a pretty good sniffer. Though tracking isn't really my forte, I've been practicing." Liz shrugged.
"He left to...protect me?" I asked. Liz rolled her eyes and nodded. Happiness filled my chest. He still loved me.
"Stupid, but sweet. And terribly obvious." she muttered, "But, now you're in my care, and if that red-head comes anywhere near here, I'll kill her. Besides, she can't even lay a hand on you now."
"Why's that?" I asked.
"I'm a physical shield." she said.
"Like Renata of the Volturi?" I said.
"Yes, but way better than that wanna-be." Liz scoffed, "You see, when people come into contact with her shield, they're disoriented and slightly confused. But with me, it's like an impenetrable bubbled, and if I focus enough I can turn you invisible, perfectly silent even to vampires. Not even Dimitri could find you if you were under my shield. And once I put a shield around someone it doesn't come down until I want it too, no matter how far the distance."
"You have one on Charlie, right?" I asked.
"Well duh, Bella." Liz rolled her crimson eyes, "Now, since you know lover boy still loves you, will you tell me everything about how this happened? From the beginning?"
"Yeah, I guess I will." I smiled, slightly pained, but much happier. That hole in my heart, well, it was filling up once more.
I've always wanted to write this story since I read New Moon! I swear! For like...several years I've skipped over this story in inspiration book!
Please review, tell me if you think I'm going a little to fast, or if Liz seems a little Mary Sueish, God I hope not! Anyways, also, on my other Twilight story, I'm having a major argument with Writer's Block, the little bitch, so if you could please help me out, send in some ideas for Blue Moon!