Stop And Erase Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

Stop & Erase

Irina's POV

I stepped forward, nervous and ashamed of what I done to my sisters, to my cousins, to my family. I faced Caius bravely, despite how mean he was to me. He slapped and I angrily thought:

You think you know me so well. You put me down. It builds you up. You're kicking me around. You just can't get enough. And all your friends surround you. Without them by your side. You start to show your weakness. It's something you can't hide. Yeah, yeah.

I didn't complain about what had happened. Instead I defied Caius and, well he killed me. No one except for Caius heard my last few words. Instead of screaming, I said, "Caius, the joke is on you."

I apologized to the Cullens, before I was destroyed and by looking at their faces, I could see that all of them, including the newest, Bella forgave me. I also saw that she was apologetic; it was almost as if she was the reason that the Cullens wouldn't let me avenge Laurent.

I'm waking up. I'm feeling what I was scared to feel before. I got my eyes wide open. Won't take it anymore. All the lies and teasing. I guess I could never be that cool. But now that's through.

I wasn't going to get my revenge, but Caius would soon realize that my plan had involved the joke being on him. My sisters and I were always extremely in tune with each other since our mother's death and they knew that I wanted the joke to be on Caius when I died.

I may have died, but at least the Volturi had been sufficiently challenged, for a change.

Countdown, the tables are turned. Better wise up. You gotta lot to learn. 'Cause you're all alone now.

If there was one thing I'd wanted more than revenge, it was for my final joke to be on Caius. It'd worked. His efforts to start the fight had all failed, miserably, I think.

Well, stop and erase, 'cause I'm gonna wipe that smile off your know-it-all face, woe-oh. Laugh while you can, yeah live it up, but read my lips—the joke is on you, woe-oh. I figured it out—you're all about walking tall on the people you knock down. Well, stop and erase, 'cause I'm gonna wipe that smile off your know-it-all face. Well, stop and erase, 'cause I'm gonna wipe that smile off your know-it-all face, woe-oh. Laugh while you can, yeah live it up, but read my lips—the joke is on you, woe-oh. I figured it out—you're all about walking tall on the people you knock down. Well, stop and erase, 'cause I'm gonna wipe that smile off your know-it-all face.

The End