Hello fellow Volturi lovers! Thought I'd give this idea that I've had for a long time a go and see what other people think. This is my first Twilight fic (which is rather intimidating since it's so popular), so I'd appreciate some feedback. I apologize if the airport/airplane scene is totally off, for I have never been on a plane myself nor have I ever been to many airports. By the way the title of this is inspired by Seal's song Kiss from a Rose (I just had to switch up the words because I don't want to get sued :P) Since this is the first chapter, it will probably take a little while for me to update since school is starting up tomorrow. I mostly just wanted to get this out here to see how it does, so please be patient with me :) I won't keep you any longer, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, not even the Volturi :( Credit goes to Stephanie Meyer.
"Flight 191 from Jacksonville, Florida to Seattle, Washington will be boarding soon!"
"Anna?"
I broke my eye contact from the planes coming and going to focus on my nervous wreck of a mother. "What?"
"Are you sure you want to do this?" My mother, Renee, attempted to change my mind into backing out of this last minute decision.
"Bella really needs me mom."
"I still think this is a bad idea."
I mentally rolled my eyes at the sentence that just left Renee's mouth. I guess I shouldn't blame her since her youngest is going across the country to cheer up her sister, leaving her with only Phil. Renee has never been without the both of us, until Bella moved to Forks to live with Charlie. Otherwise we'd only get to see him during holidays and a few weeks of Summer vacation.
"Aren't you worried about Bella mom?"
"Of course I am! I just don't think I can handle being without both of my daughters, especially when one is in distress. "
"You know just as well as I do that I'll be back, I promise." I hugged Renee, who returned it with quite a bit of force.
"I love you baby!" Renee sniffed.
"I love you too mom!" Tears threatened to shed.
Renee started stroking my hair, something she does to calm the both of us down that turned into a habit.
"Flight 191 from Jacksonville, Florida to Seattle, Washington is now boarding!"
Renee reluctantly broke our embrace as we both stood up to walk to the gate. I grabbed the handle of my carry on and stood in line to hand over my ticket. I stood off to the side of the entrance of the gate and hugged Renee again.
"You'll call after you land?"
"Yeah...mom?"
"Yes baby?"
"Arianna...needs to...breathe!" I struggled to form the coherent sentence.
"Oh! Right!" Renee let go of me once again, wiping away the remaining tears.
"Give my love to Phil." I held back from crying.
"I will. Goodbye sweetheart!"
"Bye mom! I'll see you before you know it!" I smiled before turning my back towards Renee and entered the gate, not knowing that that would be the last time I would ever see Jacksonville.
I boarded the plane, taking a right into coach class. After finding my seat, which happened to be next to the window, I placed my carry on in the storage compartment above my row and sat down. I already had my seatbelt on and tried to make myself comfortable the best I could. I rested my eyes for a bit, waiting for the rest of the people to board the plane and get situated. For the briefest moment I saw two blood red eyes making me emit a gasp.
"Oh, I'm so sorry dear. I didn't mean to frighten you." An elderly woman patted my hand that was on the armrest.
She must've thought she scared me as she sat down.
"No, it wasn't your fault. I just scared myself is all." I explained, letting out a nervous laugh.
"Do that myself sometimes." She joined in my so called laughter and pulled out a book.
Bless her soul she reminds me of Gran.
Everyone must've been boarded because the flight attendants were at the front of coach class demonstrating the oxygen masks, seat belts, etc. I fastened my seat belt and in no time we were in the air.
"Can I get anything for you two?" A flight attendant paused beside our row.
"Nothing for me dear, thank you." The elderly woman smiled and went back to reading.
"How about you miss?"
"Can I get a pillow please?"
"Of course!"
The flight attendant was back in a jiffy with my pillow in record time. "Here you go!"
"Thank you!" I smiled at her before she left to fulfill the other passengers' needs.
I placed the pillow behind my head and turned toward the elderly lady. "Do you mind if I pull the shade down?"
"Go right ahead dear." The woman didn't look up from her book.
"Thank you!" I pulled the shade down and relaxed.
It wasn't long before I fell into a deep slumber.
I was in a grand room with a high dome shaped ceiling. The room was well lit for the most part. Words were carved into the marble that circled the room, the words were in a different language, Latin maybe?
I glanced to my right, surprised to see Bella being restrained by a boy with brown hair. He seemed to be younger than me! Bella struggled against the boy, but couldn't break his hold. Her look told me that she regretted something dreadfully, her eyes glossy from holding back tears. I then looked to my left to see Edward also being restrained. This man was larger than the boy that had my sister. He had dark brown hair and a fair amount of muscle. One of his hands was holding Edward's throat while the other was keeping Edward's arms behind his back. Edward wasn't even trying to struggle from this man, probably to avoid angering him even further. Edward's golden eyes gazed into my blue ones, a look of sadness graced his complexion before he cast his eyes downward.
I felt a pair of eyes burning into my skull, which caused me to face forward. A small dais led up to three thrones which were occupied. The man seated in the middle caught my attention the most, our eyes locked on one another. The man stood from his throne, slowly descending the steps. He was quite a bit taller than me at least by a head. He wore an all black suit with a golden necklace around his neck, the crest in shape of a 'V'. His complexion was so fair that I yearned to feel his face underneath my fingertips. His hair was a dark shade of brown in which half of it was clipped back, leaving the rest hanging past his broad shoulders. What amazed me the most were his eyes, they were red, the color of blood. They were beautiful in a way, yet terrifying.
I didn't even notice that the man was a foot in front of me, until he held out one of his hands. I glimpsed at his outreached hand and back up to his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. Luckily, I could read lips.
"May I?"
I realized that he wanted me to put my hand in his. My arm rose up from my side slowly, my hand hesitating before I put it in his. He brought his free hand and placed it on top of mine. His touch was cold, which took me by surprise. He seemed very concentrated as our eyes locked again.
When he finally let me have my hand back, I noticed that his eyes went from red to black in an instant. Startled by their sudden change, I took a small step back. He took a step forward and I tried to take another step back, but I couldn't. I felt paralyzed from the neck down. My sister was thrashing in the boy's arms, trying with all her might to get out of his grasp. She was mouthing the same word over and over with tears running down her face.
"No!"
A cold hand caressed my cheek, forcing me to face forward again. I would've jumped back if I could because the man was inches away from my face. His hand went from my cheek to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes met mine for a brief second before he lowered his face down to my neck. I suddenly felt something pierce my neck and a sharp pain ran throughout my body that soon changed to a burning sensation. I was screaming, but no sound could be heard.
My eyes were forced open as I came out of the horror filled dream. My heart felt like it was about to pop out of my chest, as I breathed heavily. My hand went straight to my neck and brought it back in front of me to see that there was no blood, but there was a dull ache where the man had bitten me in my dream.
"Good heavens child! Are you alright?" The elderly woman had put down her book and had turned herself to completely face me.
I realized that I was gripping the armrests so hard that my knuckles were white. I let go of the armrests and rubbed some feeling back into my hands. "Yes, it was just a dream. I'm sorry if I startled you."
"That looked like more of a nightmare to me."
"Is everything okay over here?" A different flight attendant had arrived with a cart of food and beverages.
"Can we get a couple of waters please?" The elderly woman turned to the flight attendant.
The flight attendant handed over two plastic cups of ice water to the aged woman and cast a worried glance over in my direction.
"Thank you dear, that should be all for now." The woman smiled reassuringly at the flight attendant.
"Let me know if you need anything else." She pushed her cart onward down the aisle.
"Here you go child." The woman set the plastic cup in my trembling hands.
"Thank you." I sipped the water slowly, feeling a bit more refreshed from before. "I'm sorry I never caught your name."
"Oh, just call me Lila dear. No need for formalities." Lila took a drink herself before going back to her book.
"I'm Arianna."
For the rest of the flight I conversed with Lila, grateful that she was keeping me distracted from the strange dream. Lila was heading over to her daughter's house to visit in Seattle. I told her that I was going to Forks to see my dad and sister. I wasn't surprised when she didn't know where Forks was. It is quite a small town. If you blink you just might miss it.
We landed in Seattle a few hours later. I still had to take a flight to Port Angeles where my dad, Charlie, was going to meet me. I watched a movie called Dumb and Dumber for the whole flight, refusing to fall asleep. Jim Carey and Jeff Daniels made the movie quite comical and I instantly put them on my mental list of favorite actors.
Thankfully, this flight was a lot shorter than the other and we landed just as the movie ended. I grabbed my carry on and stepped out of the plane and into the gate. Grabbing my last suitcase from the baggage section, I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"Dad!" I wrapped my arms around him, giving him a bear hug.
"Hello sweetheart!" He returned the hug.
"I've missed you so much." I released him from my hold.
"I've missed you too. Did all of your bags get here?" Charlie eyed the two suitcases and my carry on.
"Yes sir!" I jokingly saluted him.
"Let's go home then." Charlie grabbed both suitcases, while I took my carry on.
The first part of the car ride was pretty quiet. I was silently waiting for my dad to pop a certain question that he always asks me when I come to visit.
3, 2, 1...
"Have a boyfriend yet?"
Bingo!
"No dad." I contained the need to giggle.
Charlie let out a sigh of relief and lessened his grip on the steering wheel.
I'm guessing Charlie wasn't thrilled about the boy trouble that has caused Bella to fall into a very deep depression. Charlie wasn't really comfortable with letting Bella and me date in the first place, while Renee was all about boys. One year for Christmas Bella and I received a can of mace in our stockings, obviously from Charlie, but at least he cares about us. The main reason why I came to Forks in the first place was because of Bella's boy troubles.
I had only met Edward once when Bella was in the hospital. He was such a gentleman, but at the same time I couldn't help but have a strange feeling about him. Why I felt that way, I have no idea. I just know that I was shocked to find out that he dumped Bella and left her in the middle of the woods. Charlie had to send out a search party and they eventually found Bella lying on the ground in a catatonic state. The depression has been going on for four months now. Bella never returned my calls and e-mails, frustrating me to no end. Charlie ended up calling me, asking me to come to Forks to see if I could pull Bella through her gloominess. So here I am!
"Is she still sitting up in her room all day?" I broke the silence that once again claimed the atmosphere of the car.
"The only time she comes out of her room is when she goes to school." Charlie replied grimly.
"She'll come around dad, you'll see."
"I certainly do hope so."
After an hour of driving, the car came to a stop in front of Charlie's two story house. It hadn't changed a bit. Bella's red Chevrolet truck was parked in the driveway, but no lights were on in the house. I automatically assumed Bella was up in her room moping. Charlie grabbed my suitcases from the trunk, while I rolled my carry on behind me. Charlie unlocked the front door and set down my suitcases in the foyer. I placed my carry on next to my other luggage and looked up at the staircase.
"She's in her room, but I already figured you knew that." Charlie stated.
I nodded and started to ascend the stairs as quietly as I could, Charlie following after. Reaching the end of the hallway I faced Bella's bedroom door and knocked.
"Come in." Bella mumbled from the other side of the door.
Opening the door, I found Bella seated in a chair in front of the window. She didn't even turn around to see who had come in. She probably expected it to be Charlie.
"I'm fine dad." Bella murmured.
"Really, because I personally think that sitting up in this room all day is completely unhealthy. It could drive a person insane you know." I answered.
"Anna?" Bella turned in her seat.
"Why haven't you called me or responded to my e-mails young lady?" I put my hands on my hips, the exact image of Renee when she was chastising one of us.
Instead of a reply back, Bella got up from her chair and plowed into me, nearly knocking me down on my ass.
"Please tell me you're for real." Bella sniffed into my shoulder.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I rubbed her back.
"In case I've gone crazy." Bella whispered.
"Bells you're not crazy, you've been hurt. Everyone gets down in the dumps once in a while."
"I just don't understand why he left." Bella released me from her hold and wiped away a stray tear.
I was about to ask what Edward had said to my sister, but Charlie cleared his throat getting both of our attention.
"Why don't we go get a bite to eat and then you two can catch up later." Charlie suggested, his stomach let out a loud growl making us all burst into laughter.
"I second that notion!" I agreed as my stomach let its presence be known by letting out its own growl.
Going to Charlie's favorite diner in Forks, we feasted on cheeseburgers, fries, and finished off the meal with chocolate shakes. By the time we finished, my stomach was satisfied along with Bella and Charlie's. It was good to see Bella eat a good meal. From what Charlie told me she had lost her appetite and Charlie was left to fend himself in the kitchen, which I knew was a disaster. That's why Bella or I usually cooked.
Coming back to Charlie's house, I eyed my luggage in the foyer and heaved a sigh.
"What's wrong?" Bella questioned.
"That is what's wrong." I pointed to my bags.
"I'll help you unpack Anna." Bella tittered as she grabbed a hold of one of the suitcases.
"Nah, I'll unpack tomorrow. I'm exhausted."
"Jet lag getting to you?" Charlie chuckled.
"Didn't you sleep on the plane? That's what you usually do." Bella's asked with a look of confusion.
I instantly remembered the dream I had on the plane and shivered. Thankfully, Charlie and Bella didn't notice.
"I got a little." I avoided eye contact with Bella, searching through one of my bags for a pair of pajamas and my toiletries.
"Oh." Bella didn't sound pleased with the answer.
"I'm going to change and then hit the sack. Goodnight dad!" I kissed Charlie on the cheek before jogging up the stairs.
I closed the door to the only bathroom in the house and leaned against it, letting out a deep breath. I slipped out of my shorts and tank top, noting that I would have to do some shopping in Port Angeles for more appropriate attire. Living in Arizona and then Florida, I didn't own many pants or sweaters. It would definitely be a challenge to adjust to the constant gloomy and rainy days that seemed to hang above this town.
I finished up in the bathroom and opened the door right across from Bella's room. Flipping the switch, my eyes immediately went to the window. I was frozen in place as a pair of bright red eyes stared into my own. I felt the blood drain from my face when I remembered the dream I had on the plane. The man in my dream had the same exact eyes.
Finally finding my breath, I screamed, frightening away the owner of the horrifying eyes.
"Anna what's wrong?" Charlie ran into my room with his rifle in hand, Bella running in after him.
"Something was looking at me from my window!" I blurted out.
"What was it?" Bella knelt down to my level. I didn't even notice I was on the floor until then.
"I don't know, but whatever it was it had red eyes."
"Oh Anna..." Charlie lowered his rifle, an annoyed expression graced his face. I didn't see the look of surprise on Bella's face.
"Whaaaaat?"
"You watch too many horror movies." Charlie started towards the door.
"B-b-but..."
"I think the jet lag has taken its toll on you. Try to get some sleep." Charlie left the room, leaving me seated on the floor as Bella remained next to me.
"Can I borrow your rifle in case it comes back?" I yelled out the door, Bella snorted.
"Goodnight Anna!" Charlie bellowed.
I sighed and put my head in my hands. "And you think you're the one going crazy." I said under my breath as Bella frowned.
Thank you for taking the time to read this! What do you think? Love it? Hate it? Think I should continue it?