3 A/N 3 Hello Again! Sorry I haven't written in a while but school has just been really hectic. Anyway, I did a little recap to try and sum everything up with BETRAYED and hope I did a pretty sufficiant job. I hope you all like it. If I don't get many reviews I'm going to stop this and leave it a one shot. Hope you all like. I told you I would update! And that you would get your Edward! I promised! 3 you guys.

White Cloud Dreamer

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Some said it was the ending. Me-I say it is just the beginning.

After all that had been taken away from me you would think that I would have given up. That all I would want to do was remain in my home and eat buckets and buckets of ice cream. Although now I can't say exactly that it is ice cream I crave. I would say it would be blood that replaced that craving. The thirst normal people have for sugar is the thirst that has been instilled in me for blood.

I have lost just about everything that had mattered to me; along with the new things that had come. After all I had lost my mother Renee to breast cancer and my father has become so depressed from this that even with me still living and breathing (so he thinks) he still has no reason to wake up in the morning. His job has given him the time to recuperate although I wouldn't say that he ever will. She was the love of his life until that one day when it all became to hard for her and she packed me, my things and herself up and left for forever. Even years later he never stopped loving her; which is exactly why he will never get over her death.

Then I lost the best thing that had ever happened to me. I lost my Edward Anthony Mason Cullen because he was afraid he would kill me out of blood lust. However, I ended up dying anyway, but a different dying than anyone who didn't know Cullen's could even begin to imagine. He left me, taking his whole family with him to some where up until recently I hadn't known. It was only because of Emmett, the brother I never had, that I do know now.

Then after his leaving I made new friends and began developing a bond with them. They were so like the Cullen's in everyway that it was a little creepy. Candace held such a resemblance to Alice, although nothing ever could replace her. Then the bond that Harrison and Candace held was such like the one Alice and Jasper had that it was uncanny. And Dawson, Dawson was almost like another Edward, I could never love him the way I had loved Edward that was for sure, but at least it had helped fill the void that Edward left the day he said "goodbye". The day I felt I had betrayed him even though I have been told it was not my fault. Just a bad decision turned worse I suppose.

They hardly knew me and yet they gave me everything I needed to help me get to see my dying mother when I heard the news. In fact it was one of the males, Dawson who changed me to what I am today; to the new vampire that I have become. He was stronger than Edward. I had never wanted to be changed by anyone other than him. Although the opportunity presented itself to me and I took it in hopes that when Edward saw it was too late to save me from eternal damnation that maybe, just maybe, he would come back to me. So I would no longer need a substitute to fill the void; that maybe by having the real thing it would disappear all together. Well, it was a hope, because unfortunately he left before I was able to show him the new me.

Now, you haven't heard exactly how I lost Candace, Dawson and Harrison. This brings me to where I left off in the story; in the telling of what had happened so far.

I had jumped up on to the ledge of the window that led to the room I had stayed in as their guest. When I gazed through the window expecting to find the same clean room with a dark chestnut dresser propped between the windows, a matching four poster bed with night chests on both sides and beautiful art on the ceiling and walls that I had left; I instead found broken night chests and the drawers in the dresser strewn everywhere. The bed was tattered and goose down feathers were left where they had fallen everywhere from the slicing of pillows. Quickly I pushed up the window that had been left unlocked just like I had left it and climbed through the window careful to be sure that no one still remained.

I walked through the house to be sure it wasn't just Candace and Harrison having more of their "fun" and believe me, it wasn't. The hall way had claw marks in the carpet and the walls with something I could exactly detect on it. Although I smelled a great amount of salt in the air.

I began to think back now and it all made sense. They had never answered my calls and the weird feeling I had when I had entered the premises. Although it was so strange, what hadn't they told me? Why would someone do this? Who could have done this? Then, that was when I got to the worst part.

I could smell blood, human blood and was forced to hold my breath. The words were written as if it was to me, but how could they be Victoria was dead, Laurent was up north, and I just didn't believe Edward could have done it. Why would he? Emmett had no reason to but he was there. He told me so the night he came to my house. If he hadn't done it, why hadn't he told me about it?

The blood was eerie and made my dead skin crawl. I turned my back on it and continued through the rest of the downstairs hoping I could forget about it. That maybe I could find other clues. Although now the red letters were etched in my head for eternity, the glowing letters read, "Bring yourself to the Volturi or they die. If you don't come we will know."

I was going to have to get to Edward for answers. Who was this group? Where were they? I was so confused, if it really was for me, why?

I walked through the rest of the house although it was no different then what I first saw. Things destroyed and lying scattered randomly in every direction.

I turned around and headed back the way I had come. On the way up the first flight of stairs I heard glass cracking and backed up one step. I knelt down and picked up the picture frame that was now vacant. It was broken and cracked and my first thought was that it had come from Dawson's dresser, containing the black and white pictures of his family. So holding it in my hand I raced up the stairs and stood in front of what remained of his desk. The rest of the collection too lay flattened and cracked on the floor. Also like the other I now held, they had no pictures. Although the closer I looked I did see a messy script inside the ones on the floor reading, "Candace and I", "Mom and Dad" and "The Family".

I turned my attention back to the black wooden frame I still held. I peered closer and saw in the same messy handwriting, "Allyson and I".

I thought back to when Candace had taken our picture together on the sofa. I wanted to cry but I refused to allow myself. It was weakness and I wouldn't have it.

I decided then that I might not have been able to save my mom, but I would die if I had to just to give them their life back. They had done so much for me, and in return I would do the same.

I lay the frame down and stood to head out of the room. I ran and jumped out of the window before walking over to the car and got in.

I zipped out of the driveway and reached for the phone. I dialed Emmett and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?" He spoke.

"Emmett?" I asked to be sure I dialed the right number.

"Thank god, Bella. I'm so glad your coming." He sighed.

"Emmett, is he anywhere near you?" I looked around automatically even though I didn't need to, habit I suppose.

"No, they're out hunting." He confirmed.

"Good." I was relived to hear this. I guess it was perfect timing.

"Yeah, I'm near my dad's house heading to you now." I wasn't going to mention Dawson or anyone yet. I was going to be face to face before asking.

"Okay, we are in a small town just outside of Canada. Do you know the way to come?"

"Yeah, I'll be there by morning. Please just think of anything other than me coming and you coming to see me, okay?" I didn't think it would be hard, but I just thought I might tell him anyway.

"Okay, and Bella, I'm sorry about your mom, really." His voice had dropped to a whisper that had I not had heightened hearing I wouldn't have heard him.

"Thanks, bye." I said quickly hanging up. I closed the phone and put it away. I wasn't going to say anymore about her. One way or the other I was going to block her from my memory completely; as if she never were.

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I stopped at a motel to change my clothes and be ready to see everyone. Most of the time I would not really care, but now was not ordinary; I checked in and got my room key. My bag wasn't too heavy for me obviously, so I jerked it up out of the trunk and went to my room.

When I got there I checked it out a little before sitting my suitcase on the bed and went to jump in the shower.

The water felt good as it began beating down on my back. I washed my hair and body and got out, wrapping myself up in a white, fluffy, towel before heading to get my clothes on.

I pulled out a blue long sleeve oxford shirt and with white pinstripes and a pair of faded blue jeans.

I pulled on the white tank top over my head before buttoning up my long sleeve shirt on over it, then adding the jeans.

I laid out my blue unisex jacket that I had worn on my first day at Forks High School.

I walked over to the hair dryer hanging on the wall. I ran a brush through my tangled hair before drying. I felt no need to put on any make up after so I was finished with that.

I slipped on my jacket and threw everything together before handing my key back to the man at the desk and loading my car to finish my drive in to Alaska.

I was so excited about seeing Edward again I had called Emmett, and I was happy to hear Edward was still out hunting. I also got their address. It was a relief because I didn't want to give him a chance to run away.

Before I knew it I was sitting out side a very new looking home. It was dark so I couldn't see much detail. Truth be told I hadn't seen much but trees for the last five miles.

I got out of the car and walked up to the big front porch. I rang the bell and within seconds Emmett was there.

He didn't say anything. He just grabbed me up in a huge bear hug like I remembered from back when Edward and I were still inseparable. It let my feet dangling in midair and it was a good thing I didn't need to breathe because I would have been suffocating by now. Although it felt so good to finally be able to hug him back to some degree.

Emmett finally set me down and walked into his house so I assumed he wanted me to follow.

"It's great to see you again." He smiled over his shoulder at me.

We sat down on the couch that I remembered. The things in the house were so familiar but the walls felt colder and gave me chill.

He sat across from me. "How are you?" He asked. He seemed so happy to see me.

"Good and you?" I looked at him and obviously he noticed it too; the sound of people running.

I froze and my eyes must have gotten huge. I saw Emmett's eyes grow huge as well and figured that was how mine looked. I guessed he began thinking of Rosalie again.

I heard most of the feet on the wood and Edward was speaking. "Emmett is thinking of you again." He sighed and sounded so depressed it was even driving me crazy.

I heard most of the feet on the wood now and the door knob turned and Edward was the first to walk through it, but barely.

"Emmett, you're disgusting you know---" He didn't finish his sentence. His head jerked straight up and I saw those beautiful topaz eyes starring from me to Emmett in shock. Then they were locked with mine.

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White Cloud Dreamer