Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or any of it's characters.

Gabriella is like Bella in more ways than one, but when she finds out how much she would really have to sacrifice for the one she loves, especially when that person is already dead, which choices will she make?

Scarlet Clouds by Gabriella Hart

Chapter 1: New Beginning

Every night I go to bed, I dream about lying under scarlet clouds with someone like Edward. It was so beautiful, it was not too dark and the red of the sky shone on our skin. In that dream I could hear the trees rustle sweetly as the wind became unsettled. The smell of lavender filled my nose. We were lying in a field of lavender flowers and everything about the world that made life hard was no more.

This is my dream. This is my wish. This is what I long for.....

I was in a jet black princess dress that exposed my shoulders and I was barefooted. He was in a black jacket, white shirt, black pants and a neck tie. We would lie there for hours, or, in my dream it felt like hours. He was holding my hand so tightly, not enough to hurt me but just enough to hold me so I wouldn't disappear from him and he wouldn't disappear from me.

I could hear the birds chirping in the distance. If only you could see what I see every night I go to bed. If I had to guess what heaven would look like, this would be it.

It was beautiful....

As I lay there, I looked at him, but I couldn't see his face. It was dark, like it was missing. Every time I dream that dream, I never see his face. Still, I look forward to that dream every night.

This dream started coming to me ever since I started reading Twilight. The way twilight makes me feel is amazing. Its not because Edward Cullen is a stud why I'm absolutely obsessed with it, but because of what the story is all about. Its about an ordinary girl making the decision to give up her life for the one she loves, a vampire. I always wished I could find love like that.

Sadly, this is the real world, and vampires don't exist in this world. I hope someday I will find a man that is just like Edward, no matter how impossible it is.

I open my eyes and am immediately greeted by the rays of the sun.

I wish I didn't wake up. I wish I could die a sweet death and stay in my dream forever. I would kiss my mother and my father goodbye and lay in the lavender fields with him till even heaven was no more.

I sluggishly slid out of my bed like syrup pouring off the side of a table and stood in front of my mirror. People flatter me everywhere I go,I mean, they try to flatter me... They tell me how beautiful I am, but that's all just a facade they put on, that's what I think. As I stared in the mirror, the sun that shone through my window illuminated my hair which was a dark shade of brown. My hair reached my back and my bangs almost touched my eye lids. My skin tone was frighteningly pale. My face was oval, which I hate. I think the main reason I hate it is because everyone else loves it. As I looked in the mirror I stared at my teal colored eyes. My eyes are the only things on me that I love. I foolishly started comparing my self to Bella. As if to prepare myself if an "Edward"comes along. I stared at my figure which was not so nice. My boobs... are significantly bigger than Bella's. I'm sure now that if Edward saw me he wouldn't have liked me, he would have just killed me just to put me out of my misery.

Talk about self esteem issues....

After I had a shower and put on some clothes, I headed downstairs to greet my mother good morning.

"Morning mom, what's new?"

It was not before a dish she was washing fell from her hands that I realized she was very tense and looked as if someone had just hit her in her head.

"Mom,you okay?"

There was this, spine tingling pause for what seemed like 5 minutes, but really was only about 5 seconds.

She sighed saying, "No honey, I'm not."

She turned around from the sink and stared me in my face. Now I'm starting to get worried. The look she gave me was a mixture of concern, fright and sadness. How she does it....beats me.

I impatiently asked her, "Then what is it?"

She slowly walked over to me, still focusing her eyes on mine.

You're going to go live with your father for a couple of months.

I was eating some honey glazed pecans and almost choked.

-Coughs! - "M mm...Um...I'm a bit confused mom; you want me to go live with dad....why?"

I haven't seen my father in ages and going there now would be so awkward. Its not that I hated my father or anything; I'm just not a big fan of sudden change. Bill was his name; he lived in this place (forgot what its called) that's better off being called the North Pole because it was extremely cold. I visited him there about once or twice after the divorce and I vowed never to return. I reassured my father long distance calls would suffice because I refuse to go back there. Going back now would just make life harder on me and the people around me.

My mother replied. I need some time alone honey, just to think about things.

What does she mean I bet your thinking? I was hoping you could tell me.

So many things have happened. When you think about the divorce, her losing her job, grandfather dying, its impossible to decide what was wrong. Maybe everything was wrong and she was on the verge of losing it. I could talk to her, and reassure her that I'm here for her but I'm not the comforting type.

I immediately felt a wave of guilt crash against my heart. If I had went through so much I would want some time alone too, just to get things straight with myself. I would just have to swallow it and go live with my father for a few months; I just hope my mother bounces back sooner than I expect.

"O - Okay mom, when should I leave?"

She gave me this puzzling stare, like she was confused at me arriving at a decision so sudden. Frankly I found it rather annoying. One of the pecans fell out of the bowl. I was pretty sure it was intimidated by the stare my mother was giving me too.

"Ch- what is it?!"

She responded saying, "Brie... you seem really calm about this"

Well that's just dumb, its not like she asked me if I could go, she told me to. It kind of seems like she deliberately told me to go live with my father just to see what I would say.

"Yeah, well, Ive had a change of heart"

Change of heart meaning I rather not be here when you're crying yourself to sleep at nights.

We both were there, staring at each other. She was starting to annoy me. My mother had the most annoying stare in the world. That's just my opinion. She would lift her eyebrows all the way up, like she was trying to see if it would touch the sky.

"Mom, what the hell are you trying to do?! Stare into my soul or something?"

She replied saying,"No Hun, I just want to make sure you re not doing anything you don't want to do."

To myself I thought, Its a little too late for that now

"No mom, its okay. Besides, it might be good to see Bill again. I haven't seen him in ages."

That's me lying so I don't hurt anybody's feelings. I do it a lot. I love my father, really I do, but its just the location. Rogers Pass, Montana is where Bill lived (I just remembered). Its like so far away from my home in New York. This is one trip I am going to dread, but this is also one thing I really have to do for the sake of my mother and for myself, in a sense. My mother made the reservations for the flight and I wearily counted down the days when I had to go live with my father. To make it even worse, Ive been registered to attend school there until it was time for me to come back. It was as if I was starting my life over. I would have to make new friends which is not so easy to do on my part and I would have to introduce myself at school. I absolutely hate introductions, they give me cramps.

It was Nov 10 and I was scheduled to leave on the twelfth. In these times, 2 days seem to pass like 2 hours. It was raining and luckily for me, I loved the rain. The way it smelled the way it felt, the way it looks. I love it. I decided to read my twilight book while the weather was perfect.

I threw myself on the bed and took up the twilight book. Twilight was my favorite book. It was my high when I needed to escape, especially in my situation now. I realized that I can relate to Bella with her having to move in with her father and going to a new school. I softly chuckled to myself. It was really weird how much of a coincidence it was and how much Bella and I had in common. In a sense, I felt kind of proud.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb" I recited to my self.

That was my favorite line from the twilight book. I wish I could fall in love with a lion.... not literally

I read for about an hour. The only reason I stopped was because I didn't want to finish the book so quickly. Then again.... I could always read it over.

It was Nov, 12 and all my stuff had been packed. All I was doing now was waiting for my dad to pick me up so we could both go back to Rogers foot or pass or whatever its name is. It was 9 in the morning and it was an 11:00 flight, so I had time to kill, but knowing myself I just sat on the porch and read twilight. When my dad arrived, mom was fast asleep. I kissed her on her cheek and told her goodbye and that I loved her and that was where my new journey began.

The ride to airport was pretty short, thankfully.

While my dad and I were waiting to get on the plane, I caught him staring at me out of the corner of my eye. What he said next was so random; it almost gave me headache thinking about it.

"So.... found any boyfriends?"

I don't know if my reaction to his question scared him, but I gave him the fiercest look that I could and he changed the subject. I haven t seen him in ages and he asks me about whether or not I have a boyfriend.... real cool dad.

The plane ride was a 5 hour ride. If it wasn't for my twilight book I would have died from boredom. My dad sat beside me sleeping like a baby. Practically everyone in the plane was sleeping like a baby. Five hour flights do that to you. Then again, they would be the luckier one's if the plane was to crash right now. Nothing's better than dying in your sleep.

Finally, the flight was over, but my dad was still sleeping.

"Dad, dad.... Dad, wake up"

After shouting at him for some time, he still wouldn't wake up. The plane was almost empty so I went to plan B.

- WHAP!-

"HUH! HUH! HUH! Oh my god! What the hell was that?!" he said, while rubbing his head.

I hit dad in his head with the twilight book, I was sure it was the only way to get him to wake up.

"We're here..."

He responded saying,"well....yeah, but whats with the abuse"

I scoffed and ushered him off the plane.

It was in the after noon and we were on our way home. Home for dad, but not for me. The drive up to Rogers.... Pass? Yeah... the drive up to Rogers Pass was really peaceful. As we traveled the winding road, I loved the feel of the cold air against my skin. I wound down my window so I could get the full blast of the cool mountain air. I could smell the scent of trees and grass and I could hear the twitter of birds. We were surrounded by millions of trees, which I totally enjoyed. As I stared in the forest, I could see a deer running, like it was following us, but it eventually stopped and disappeared.

When we arrived at Rogers Pass, there was quite some human activity going on, must be because of December. Human activity is good even though I'm not a people person. My dads house was....okay, but still not as comfortable as back at home. Bill showed me my room and then continued to reminiscing about the olden days but I convinced him I wanted to use the bathroom and ditched him. After I realized it was safe, I head back to my room and stared outside through my window.

All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. Bill was busy working on his car so I got it myself.

What I saw on the other side of the door took my breath away. It was this beautiful pale skinned angel, his hair was blonde and short and his eyes were jet black, totally stunning. I was struggling with myself not to cry because if I did, what would I tell him?

"Oh my god you're so beautiful?"

We stood there for a moment and neither of us said anything.

Then he said something...

"Hello Gabriella, you must be new here. I'm Collin Thomas. Welcome to Rogers Pass"

"Thanks", I said.

I was surprised I even had the slightest bit of strength to say something. This man was truly stunning appearance wise.

I shook his hand and then I felt my self fall flat on my back in the house. I could feel my body go rigid and a wave of ice cold air rushed over my body. I heard someone shouting my name telling me to run. She was telling me to run as fast I could and never look back. I couldn't see anything, it was so dark. I opened my eyes and found myself in a forest. It was eerie. The trees weren't even green. Their leaves were black and looked dead. I knew I was in a dream, but I didn't know how to wake up. The whole forest was surrounded by fog and everything looked like it came right out of a horror movie. The ground was muddy and covered in dead leaves.

All of a sudden I felt something grab my leg and I jumped. It was a girl, a sickly girl and she was on the ground staring into my face.

"Who are you i asked her?", Then I took a good look at her. She looked exactly like me! She was me! She was covered in blood and looked as if she was almost massacred.

She started to speak...

"Gabriella, run, please run!", she started to cry.

"Please run away from here, he will hurt you in the end"

I slowly asked her."Who- who will hurt me?"

"Se..."

She didn't get to finish his name. I quickly realized that something or someone was coming.

She stopped and looked behind her.

"He's coming!" she shouted

"Run you idiot! don't you want to live? Run!"

I couldn't. I just stood there. This was all too much to register, why would anyone want to kill me? Even though it was a dream, it felt so real. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck lift as the sickly replication of me screeched like a maniac.

As I heard the footsteps getting closer, the girl on the ground, her screams were slowly becoming no more than a faint whisper.

I saw him stop and stare from me to the girl on the ground and he stepped on her, commanding her to shut up. He started to speak, and even though i was utterly scared out of my mind, his voice was so beautiful, it was almost unbearable to listen to.

"So youre the one called Gabrielle..."

All of a sudden I hear my dad.

"Brie! Brie!..wake up!"

Before I did anything else, I started to run as fast as I could toward my father's voice. I looked behind me to see if he was following, but he stood still. The only thing that I saw moving at that point was the girl who looked exactly like me struggling to escape the soles of his shoes. This dream was too weird, too random and too frightening to linger in. I want to remember nothing of this dream when I wake up, no matter how confusing and how many answers it sought.

But still...