When I wake up the next morning, I'm not surprised. Things tend to not go my way. I start going through the phases, my everyday life. As I scrub the pan that I fried my eggs in as I stare out the window.
Flashback
I sat curled up in the back of the van; the hot tears uncontrollable. Somewhere in the background I hear Rosalie trying to calm me down, I hear the others plan how they'll slip into Plan B.
This disgusts me, plan B was made by me, in case I didn't make it out. Edward was always supposed to make it out. It seems like the tears are coming faster now, I welcome some type of release. I curl closer in on myself before forcing myself to remember him when he was alive. I laughed when I remembered the day I realized I loved him. A sad smile forms across my face when I realize that he would want me to live on, to move on. I uncurled myself and began to plan where I'll go.
Emmett swerves the van into a parking lot; everyone becomes a blur, rushing to grab their bags before taking off into the dark night. I was one of them. I stopped a few hundred feet away and glanced back at the car. Then I was running into the night again.
End of Flashback
I turn on my Ipod and slip it into the pocket of my shorts. I put my hair into a pony tail; and soon I'm running down the street. I find myself remembering the day I became Bree Isabella Tanner.
Flashback
When I pull my hair out from under the water I wrap a towel around it. After it's dry I remove the towel and stare at the blonde highlights in my newly dyed brown hair. I lift the scissors to my hair before cutting away. I glance at the floor and the hair drifting towards it.
I rub the facial scrub on my face and let it sit. A few minutes later I grab a warm towel and wipe it of, I scrub my lips makings sure there is no trace of once dry and bitten lips.
I put red lip gloss on before slipping on a T-shirt and jeans. I find my ankle boots before I walk out of the hotel. I get a job and within the month I purchase a car, of course it wasn't from money I earned the easy way. It was Edward's and I's part of the heist. Soon after that I buy an apartment.
I should have made sure there was no way someone could prove I was also Isabella Swan. Instead I got a tattoo on my lower thigh; it was a white swan with a broken black heart inside it.
End of flashback
I waved at the people on their porches, each wanting me to stop to talk to, while I had to turn down their offer. I hated them thinking they knew me, I hardly knew me. Edward was the only one who knew me, and everyday I'm forced to live a lie, forced to remember him every step of the way.
I finally arrived back home at five in the afternoon. I eat, bathe, and lay on the couch to watch TV.
I hear a car swerve into my drive way and I jump up, pointing my hand gun at the door while I backed towards the stairs, a wild man comes bursting in with a wild and beautiful woman behind him. He takes a step forward and the light hits him just right.
"Emmett? How did you-, Why are you-,B-but." I stutter through my sentence.
Rosalie is the one to answer me.
"They know Bella. They know who we are and what we did, Bella we have to hide somewhere."
Her fear was clear in every word she said. I knew then that it was time for Plan C.I walk into the kitchen and pull the case out of a drawer. I open it and pull my sheets out before handing the rest to Rosalie.
"Take this Rose, you guys have to run, try and get to Alice and Jaseper, it's been two years, we would have been stupid to think Aro would leave us alone after we stole sixty million from him."
With my parting words I run up the stairs and pack my emergency bags.
I come down the stairs with them in tow; I'm not surprised to see Rosalie and Emmett gone. They'll listen to me.
I'm glad that I happened to be staying in my vacation house; I drag my bags outside before throwing them into my car. Within seconds I'm speeding into the dark night. I whisper a Thank You to Edward for coming up with this plan. I know it's the one that will save us.