Chapter 2
Life Gone Awry
Disclaimer: Applies to any and all chapters in this story. I do not own or claim any of the characters, themes and places you may recognize, but I have added my own twist and ideas.
AN: Not what I have been writing but something that simply would not leave me alone. A quick update to let you all know that I am still alive and intending to finish my stories!
She was always cold, surrounded by the cold. People with cold attitudes and even colder skin. It was like she was drowning in an ocean of cold and no matter how hard she tried she could not find the warmth of the shore. She felt the family growing colder, like they all knew something she did not. So she began to withdraw, began to question her choices, she began to realize just how much she had pushed other people out of her life in order to allow the Cullens into it. She had alienated her friends and ignored her father, she had even stopped the calls and emails with her mother and friends from Arizona. She had slowly detached herself from life, trying to be as unliving as Edward was. Now trying to mend those relationships while she had the chance, she starts to realize that maybe the undead was not as joyous as she once believed it to be.
Bella once again found herself in Seattle with Alice playing Bella Barbie. Forced to try on designer clothing item after another which seemed to miraculously show up,in my closet a day later. Already pre sorted into the outfits that ALice deemed appropriate in order to be seen with the family. I can't remember the last time I bought my own underwear, instead the lacy undergarments showed up in my drawers. Not that I minded the lace, it was just the European brand tag that came with it, I much preferred the lace and cotton mixes I could find on Panty Raid sale from Victoria's Secret. In fact i preferred the cheap knockoff versions of all the crap ALice put me in. Not to mention the dreaded heels that accompanied every single outfit I put on, I mean god damn doesn't that girl believe in tennis shoes, or at least ballet flats. For christs sake I am not a vampire, I do not possess the balance or grace to walk in heels.
But here I was, in heels, dressed up like a damn runway model in Milan, when in reality we were in an incredibly over priced Boutique in Seattle. I was questioning my sanity as I slowly turned in circles when Alice recived a phone call and stepped away for a few moments. Returning and ordering the salesperson to have everything delivered. Rushing me to redress and then almost pulling me to the car she proceeded to drive like mad woman back to what I now lovingly referred to as the Cullen Compound.
The gates swung open, barely clearing the car as Alice sped up the driveway. Edward was waiting in the front steps as we arrived, noticeably absent was any of the other cars belonging to the family. In fact the entire house seemed to be void of life, if you could call a Vampire family life. The lights were all out and a brief look through the door as Alice disappeared within showed that all the furniture had been covered and moved to the walls. Looking to Edward in confusion, he inclined his head towards our favorite walking path that wound it's way through to compound.
Following meekly I questioned "Edward, why are we moving so soon, I thought we agreed to let me finish High School here with Charlie?"
Ignoring me Edward pressed the languid pace to a brisk walk, taking a turn I did not recognize. Becoming slightly alarmed at his new cold attitude I began to question why he would lead me further into the forest than we had ever been. My breaths began to come in laboured pants, the strain of trying to keep up with Edwards now break neck pace was too much, I finally stopped bent over at the waist gasping for breath.
The blur I saw out of the corner of my eye did not prepare me for the force at which Edward collided with me before throwing me over his shoulder. Dazed and confused I drew in shaky breaths that seemed to do nothing for my racing heartbeat. Entering one of the most densely covered parts of the forest, Edward placed me on the ground.
He began to pace the forest floor, seemingly indecisive about something he was obviously hiding from me. He seemed to receive the answer he was looking for, as he abruptly changed direction and headed for me once again. Pressing me against a tree with more force than he had ever shown towards me. Suddenly his cold marble lips were pressed against mine, demanding in their pursuit. My left hand reaching up to tangle in his wild bronze waves, he continued to plunder my lips before seeking entrance into my mouth. Where he began probing and caressing with his frigid tongue. The temperature difference causing goosebumps to rise on my skin, which remained uncovered after my trip with Alice. My need for breath forced me to pull away, my head reclining to rest against the rough bark of the tree I had found myself pressed against.
"Not that I am against it, what has caused you to change your outlook on kissing Edward?"
The coal black eyes that lifted into my own caused full body shivers as a chill so deep ran up my spine. I had never seen something to inherently evil in all my life, the soulless black pits that searched into my own eyes where like the deepest reaches of hell. Trying in vain to pull away, I found myself doing nothing but managing to hurt myself. The points of his teeth had revealed themselves as he focused onto my quickly pumping blood, centered on my jugular vein.
A quick slit to the throat caused the blood to rush out and I knew no more.