I'm Right Here Chapter 2: Two Family and Jasper and Esme, a twilight fanfic

I OWN NOTHING!!!! NEVER!!!

Me and My Gang

I'm waiting back stage for the Jonas Brother's to get finished so I can do the next three songs. I'm not sure if I should really do what I'm about to do considering the fact that I have no clue if they still care about me, but I'm going to do it anyway. I watch as the boys finish their last song, and they walk towards me. Nick comes up to me and gives me a hug.

"Thank you so much, Bella." I hug him back laughing. Immediately after he lets me go I'm pulled into a double hug from Joe and Kevin.

"Yeah, we really appreciate you letting us tour with you." Joe says. I laugh and tell them that it was so much fun with them that even thought they annoyed the crap out of me it was worth it. We all laughed and hug once more before I jogged back on stage

"Hey everyone! Just one more round of applause for the JONAS BROTHER!!!" I look behind me to see the boys run back on stage, bow, then run back off again. I look back out to the crowd and laugh, speaking into the microphone.

"Okay, this song I wrote for a very special family. Their like my own, and I love them very much." I nod to my band and they start.

Me and My Gang: Rascal Flatts

Way on down to southern Alabama
With the guitars jammin' that's where we're headed
Straight up to Butte, Montana
Singin' 'Lord, I Was Born a Ramblin' Man'

California to Oregon
Even New York City got one or two hillbillies
Ready to hit the road

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang
Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang
We live to ride
We ride to live
Me and my gang

Jump on that train
Grab hold of them reins
We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang
Me and my gang, yeah
Me and my gang

We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks
High class women in Daisy Duke denim
Bangin' on gongs and singin' our songs
Dude named Elrod jammin' on an iPod

Beer and bonfires
Wide open throttle, Coors in a bottle
It's all for one and one for all y'all

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang
Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang
We live to ride
We ride to live
Me and my gang

Jump on that train
Grab hold of them reins
We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang
Me and my gang, yeah

Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na

It's a brother and a sister kind of thang
Raise up your hands if you all wanna hang

With me and my gang
We live to ride
We ride to live
Me and my gang

Jump on that train
Grab hold of them reins
We're gonna rock this thang, cock this thang

Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na
Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na
Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na
Na na, na na na na na, na na, na na na

I look towards the Cullen to see them all doubled over in laughter, making me laugh out the last few words. The audience claps, most of them laughing as well. I walk out into the middle of the stage.

"How is everyone tonight? You enjoying the show?" I ask, everyone applauses and yell's. I'm really starting to feel bad for the Cullen's.

"Are you guys ready for the next song?" I ask and they cheer eve louder. I laugh into the microphone.

"Okay. This next one is for my brother, Jasper Hale. There's no need for a sorry Jazz." I smile at him, he knows I don't hold a grudge against him for last year. He smiles back at me, understanding. A woman walks out on the stage and hands me a guitar, I look back at my band and nod, signaling them to start one of my favorite songs. I start strumming as the band plays.

Stand: Rascal Flatts

You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless like you've lost your fight
But you'll be alright
You'll be alright

Life's like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of a canyon with only one way down
Take what you're given before its gone
Start holding on, keep holding on

Everytime you get up
And get back in the race
One more small piece of you
Starts to fall into place, yea
Ooohhh

Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you're made of
You might bend, till you break
Cause it's all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get mad you get strong
Wipe your hands shake it off
Then you stand (then you stand)
Then you stand (then you stand)
Yea, then you stand (then you stand)
Yea (then you stand)
Ohhh (then you stand)
Ohhh (then you stand)
Ohhh (then you stand)
Ohhh (then you stand)
Then you stand

I strummed the last note with a new sense of power. I loved my guitar. It was my baby. I learned to play just after Edward left. It gave me something to do with my hands when I was thinking about him. At first, it was hard, I couldn't get everything to fit, to work together. But after I really got into the music and just let everything go, it worked.

I opened my eyes to see a shell shocked audience. I giggled into the microphone.

"I told you it would be different." That did it, they all went crazy. I looked back at my band. Jonny, the drummer was grinning from ear to ear. Sarah, the bassist, was sweating, panting and also grinning. Catharine, the lead guitarist was grinning at me, she knew I didn't like to play for other people, and here I just played for a stadium of thousands. I laughed out loud at myself. I looked back to the audience and waved.

"Okay, okay, quiet down." I laughed through my sentence. "Thank you, that was the first time I've played my guitar in front of anyone other than my band." They yelled some more. I laughed as I read some of the signs people where holding up. One read, "Mary me Bella!!!', another read, "I love you princess!!". The same woman came out and grabbed my guitar and took it back stage, they all booed.

"Okay, this next song is for my second mother, Esme Cullen. He loves you mom, don't stay away for too long. You may lose him." I looked at Esme to see her looking at Carlisle. I got a letter from Alice last week, no return address. She said that Esme and Carlisle were having problems and that Esme had moved out. I hated that my family was breaking apart. It felt like it was my fault. Alice assured me it wasn't, already knowing I was going to blame myself. I looked at Alice and thanked her with my eyes, she nodded back. My band started the song, and I started singing.

My Wish: Rascal Flatts

I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,

But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.

But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

This is my wish
I hope you know somebody loves you
May all your dreams stay big

I look back to Esme and Carlisle, they are holding each other looking at me. Esme looks like if she could cry, she would be. One arm is around Carlisle's waist and the other is up over her heart. Carlisle has one arm around her shoulder, and the other resting down at his side. They're looking at me with suck love I find it hard not to tear up. I sniff, and wave to them. They smile at me and wave back. I miss them so much.

"Okay, we have another break here. Why don't we give a round of applause for, drum roll please?" I ask Jonny. After a few seconds I yell, "Kaci Battaglia!!" I walked off the stage as she went on. We hugged and I wished her luck. I want to do something special for Carlisle and his song. He was like my dad. I love Charlie, but sometime he just doesn't understand. I went to Carlisle then, and I want to thank him for it. I just hope Alice saw this and is bringing him back here.

I walk back stage and into my dressing room, there are Alice and Carlisle. I hug Alice and tell her my plan. We look to Carlisle, he nods, and we have a plan.