My Wicked Life
Madison Tiffany-Crystal Cullen's POV
My name is Madison Tiffany-Crystal Cullen. I was raised by my parents, Carlisle and Esme Cullen—I am the only human in my family, besides Uncle Charlie. I rejoined my 'twin' sister—we're not really twins—only the other Cullens and the Quileutes know that, though—Alice and we posed as twins since we looked almost alike.
"Alice," I said in a soft voice. "Yes, Madison?" she asked. "Listen, remember how I'd zone out sometimes when I was younger and you and the others didn't know what was going on?" I asked, a little nervous. "Of course I remember," she laughed. "I'm a vampire, remember?" "Oh, yeah," I laughed back. "And vampires don't forget anything," we said together. Suddenly, I whispered, "I do have a twin out there somewhere." "What?" Alice hissed at me. Suddenly she grabbed me and yanked me into the house, dragging me to the room we shared. "Start talking," she hissed at me.
"Okay," I said slowly. "There were—are—three of us—all girls—Mother died when Nessarose—Nessa, as she prefers to be called—and I were born—we've never seen her. The oldest of us, Elphaba, is green, and Father hates her." Alice nodded wordlessly and then I said, "Please, Alice, don't think about this. You and Jasper both know how happy I'm here, being a Cullen, but I'm also a Thropp. I'm Nessa's younger sister and the youngest of three of us." Alice said, "I won't. This will be our little secret." I nodded and hugged Alice tightly. Then she jumped out the window, calling back to me, "I'm going on a quick hunting trip. Call me if you need me." I nodded, knowing she meant, "Don't try anything that'll get you into trouble."
Like Alice, I too have visions—but Carlisle found me when I was a baby and I've lived with the Cullens ever since—I see the past, sometimes, sometimes the future, and sometimes even the present—but mostly it's just the past—so I've known my entire life that I was adopted—I have a twin sister somewhere—Nessarose Thropp. She's stuck in a wheelchair—maybe we'll meet someday.
After Alice left the room, I flopped on my bed and said, to myself, "If I only I hadn't been so stupid and stopped when I'd had the chance." Brushing my hair away from the left half of my face, I stared again at the scars I had to carry for the rest of my life. I knew what happened that day—I was standing too close to Leah when a bear attacked us. Trying to protect me, she phased, deliberately hurting me—that's what I know happened—I remember everything from that day—Carlisle and Esme both know that I remember what happened. There was no bear—only me and Leah—she hated me then and she hates me now—she calls me, 'leech-lover'—since I'm dating Alistair Italiano. Of course, Embry, Sam, Emily, Paul, Rachel, Jared, Kim, Collin, Brady, Jacob, Quil, Claire, Seth, and the rest of Sam's pack all call me 'vampire girl' but that's a whole lot better than 'leech-lover.'