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PeteTheMagicalUnicorn: Alice! My friend! Have I ever told you that you remind me of The faeries that used to occupy my forest. they were just so wonderful and-
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PsychicVamp: Pete. You. Are. Not. Going. To. Be. Stephenie Meyer. EVERRRR!!
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PsychicVamp: Pete. Do know that I have Foreseen your plot to covet the rights of Twilight. Trust me It's not going to work. Save yourself the embarrassment.
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psychicVamp: Stop deluding your self.
PeteTheMagicalUnicorn : Muahh ha ha ha...This is not the last you've heard of me Alice Cullen!!
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AN: I'm Incredibly sorry. My computer crashed and so I had to type this all up at my grandma's house. This weekend I'll be driving (blah) back to Florida so I'll have Chapter 2 and 3 up probably Monday or Tuesday. Depends on how late I get back. Anyway just so you know The introductory paragraph was actually pulled out from a piece of dialogue between two characters in my original story black rose. I toyed with it a bit to fit the twilight scene.
Also just so your not confused...the flashback takes place before Bella goes to the meadow and finds out Jake's a werewolf but after she gets the flu. So, there were was no warning about Victoria..oh and Laurent is still alive (maybe?) OKAY OPEN UP THESE CURTAINS AND START THE SHOW!!
I present to you...
So We Meet Again
A Twilight Fan fiction
Chapter 1: Half Past February
The world that we know is concealed by a blanket of mystery. We are the "cordially invited" attending the masquerade of life. We blissfully dance to the ballad of secrets-tapping along to its 4/4 beat. In the world that we know, evil lurks among us hiding behind the faces of good. I, like most humans had once been oblivious to all this until I looked past the mask. What I found after lifting the clandestine veil had changed my life forever. I hope you enjoy scary stories-because my story Is a very frightening tale where the undead and the mythical happen to live among us.
Bella POV
Sirens. I blinked rapidly and from behind a curtain of tears I could vaguely see the flashing red and blue lights of the cruiser shinning through the window. My hand tightened it's grip-balling up the moist tissues until my knuckles whitened while I buried my face deep into the pillow to the point of suffocation and sobbed.
I felt Nancy's arms wrap around me in comfort. She smelled clean; Irish spring still fresh on her skin. "Shh, Baby girl it's going to be okay-Charlie's going to bring her home." She soothed. In the distance the sirens faded and were replaced by Charlie's heavy footsteps. When the door creaked open Nancy seized my hand. "Oh honey..." Her southern twang sang pity. I opened my eyes and slowly lifted my head. Charlie stood in the door way...alone.
"I couldn't find her. I made a few phone calls and drove to places she might have gone to." Stress and frustration weighed his voice. I listened while my face twisted in agony.
"Bells, She'll turn up by tomorrow morning. I've seen this so many times with runaways. Forks is a small town so some one is bound to spot her." Charlie said reassuringly after registering my tortured expression.
Although He was wasn't Grandpa Charlie right now. Grandpa Charlie hid behind balding gray hair and tired brown eyes that belonged to the police man comforting the strangers. Right now, He was Chief Swan.
After a minuet of a detailed description of Charlie's driving route riddled out of him by his wife he announced that he "needed a moment" and proceeded up the stairs. A veil of silence fell over the living room when the drowning sound of the shower made it's way downstairs. Nancy looked at me compassionately, reminding me of Esme as her maternal instincts kicked in when she suggested to make a cup a tea. When I began to protest Nancy insisted even more strongly.
"Sugar, you've had a long night. It's exactly what you need. I'll start boiling the water ..." She exlaimed as she meandered into the kitchen, leaving me alone on the couch long enough for a new wave of sadness to overcome me.
The questions swam in circles around my head as I over analyzed my actions in the past days. A river began to flow freely down my cheeks and redden my eyes as I pictured Emily's smiling face in my head. while I sulked, I realized something so vitally important that I was surprised to have missed it.
Emily had absolutely no motive to have run away. I racked my brain for something that could have prompted her do to this just to cross reference my epiphany. Nothing. I came out blank.
Why were we so quick to deem her disappearance as a runaway? Your human. Why didn't we look at all the evidence? Your human. Why!?Your hu- So what if Humans make mistakes!! We shouldn't have made this mistake when the answers were served right in front of us on a silver platter! I yelled internally, feeling absolutely crazy having an argument with my conscience.
An unsettling feeling erupted in the pit of my stomach and creeped up into my chest... My heart. Slowly, every so slowly I felt myself fracture to pieces. I clutched the pillow tighter to my chest to keep me from falling apart. Just then the shower cut off. Moments later Charlie walked down the stairs sporting plaid pants and a black holey t-shirt.
"Dad-" I whispered. Weak and helpless. "She didn't run away." And I was sure of that. Charlie's eyes widened as the truth of my words sunk in. When he spoke it came out strangled.
"Why. Who-? "
I knew that if I wanted to find my daughter I was going to have to revisit a time in my life that seemed like another Era to me. A sadder one that happened what seems like another life time ago. The answers to all our questions could only be found in my past.
February 2006
Just one look into your eyes...
Human experiences. Tonight was one human experience that I had agreed reluctantly to. On any other occasion I would have refused. On any other occasion I would have curled up into a ball and wept my self to sleep. On any other occasion I might have been with Jake. But Jacob Black was (according to Billy) either still sick or just avoiding me.
A pang of sadness washed through me when remembering times with my best friend. Without my partner in crime I had run out of ideas to be reckless. And recklessness was a key factor for my hallucinations. The fear of losing his voice pushed me deeper into an ocean of dark blue. I was slowly sinking back into the lifeless-zombie state I had previously woken from.
So when the velvet voice in the back of my mind snarled in response to an invitation given from Jessica for a party outside of forks I jumped at the opportunity.
Before arriving I had found out two things about the party I knew nothing about. The party was for a friend that had moved out of Forks their Sophomore year. His name was Dylan Rowena.
"I want you back no later than midnight, Bells." Charlie said sternly as I made my way down the stairs. I rolled my eyes teasingly.
"No problem dad."
"Err..Bella?"
"mhmm?" I answered, grabbing my coat.
"Have fun." he said nervously looking at floor. I understood what it would be like for Charlie. Having your daughter stalk off to one of those wild house parties...
"Love you! Bye Dad!" I said anticipation tinting my voice as a rushed through the door. I caught a glimpse of charlie raising a suggestive eyebrow at me, no doubt suspicious. I didn't blame him. Even my behavior was unrecognizable to me. Since when was I so eager for a party- A sociable event? I waited for the cringing or the shuddering but it never came. I guess knowing that He thought this as dangerous had calmed me.
I made my way out of the house just as Jessica was pulling into the drive way.
"Hey," I said entering the car. I buckled my seat belt and looked up as Jessica returned my greeting with a scoff.
"Bella, You wore that the other day to school." She complained.
I looked down to assess myself, finding nothing wrong with my attire. I was wearing faded blue jeans and a simple long sleeved royal blue shirt.
"Simplicity can be ones best asset. Besides, I'm perfectly comfortable." I informed her.
Honestly, why wear skin tight jeans and five inch heels just to impress people? I looked back up to Jessica and for the first time I noticed her hair was straightened. That seemed pretty pointless. Most people living in the rainy state of Washington went for the " I Just got out of the shower look" It's become a very popular style here in Forks since it always raining!!
"Hmm."
After that It was pretty much a silent car ride until Jessica had turned on the radio. I watched her carefully as she began fumbling with the knob until she settled on a station. The heavy bass of the music thumped against my seat.
"I remembered." Humor colored her tone as she acknowledged the rap.
I smiled in return and we playfully bobbed are heads to the song. The rest of the way Jessica filled me in on every detail about the party while the music became back round noise.
Dylan Rowena's house stood two stories high. The siding was white with green trimming. At first it looked like a very respectable house. But in the inside...
Pure chaos.
It seemed as If half the student body of Forks were here dancing to the pulsing beat of the music.
I was caught off guard when Jessica's voice was suddenly in my ear.
"Come on, Bella I want you to meet Dylan!" she said with a little too much enthusiasm and grabbed my hand leading me through the living room.
I narrowed myself to squeeze through the sea of bodies compacted so tightly and in such close proximity that it was like trying disrupt the molecules of a solid substance single handedly. Jessica pushed and shoved our way To the kitchen since "Excuses Me's" weren't exactly abracadabra at a high school party.
Leaning against the Island of cabinants stood A tall and muscular boy. He tucked a lock of his shoulder length golden blond hair behind his ear. When his winter blue eyes found me staring-almost gawking at him, he smiled.
"Dylan!" Jessica squealed in delight, rushing to embrace him.
"Hey Jess." Dylan said in a raspy voice as he released her from his arms.
"Dylan, this Is Bella Swan -she gestured to me with a hand- Bella, This is Dylan"
"Bellaaaa" He greeted me. "Nice name."
"Hi," I said shyly with a small yet awkward wave. Heat began to color my cheeks as I tucked my hands into my pocket to refrain from doing that again.
In any other circumstance he would have been utterly gorgeous. I would have probably fell head over heals from him if my heart hadn't been carved out of my chest and stomped on by the guy I still loved.
"Jessica!" Lauren Malloy's voice startled me. After hearing her name called, Jessica disappeared into the crowd leaving me alone with Dylan.
Feeling awkward I looked down to my feet.
"Wanna glass?" He said making me look up.
Dylan had his back to the counter-pouring a bottle of something into a plastic red cup. The familiar smell of alcohol tainted the air.
Instantly the velvet voice was in my head.
Bella, He warned.
Smiling at his angry tone I said "Sure."
Don't do this.The voice demanded, knowing my low tolerance for alcohol. It wasn't as If I was going to drink the whole thing. Just a sip-but he didn't need to know that.
"For the pretty little lady." Dylan said, handing me the unknown substance.
Hesitating, I reached for the cup and brought it to mouth, parting my lips. Growls erupted in my head.
Fire. Liquid fire. Oozing down my throat, it leaves a trail of warmth. I pull the cup away only to bring it back for a second round. Swishing the drink in my mouth then swallowing hard, it trickles down my throat erasing every pain. every tear I had cried for him. Bittersweet, I keep going until this cup is empty. Familiar and comforting I welcome the numbness back into my life like a long forgotten childhood friend.
Desire for more is in my eyes when I look back at Dylan.
"Hey, Slow down. Anymore and you'll be throwing up all over the place."
"Sorry." I lied.
Fortunately before I could embarrass myself further Jessica had come to my rescue. "I'm sorry to interrupt you two"- She giggled-"But I need to talk to Bella for a minuet."
Before I had time to say goodbye I was being dragged into the living room by Jessica. We stood in front of the trophy case. I crossed my arms expecting. Waiting.
"I need your help. Mike asked me back out but I'm already out with Austin. What do I do!?"
Ugh. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I looked down and noticed a plastic cup on the Case. Seeing my resolve the voice in my mind snarled in fury. I seized it greedily and in one swift motion gulped it down, hoping to let the numbness engulf me once again and tune out Jessica's problems. I wasn't Dr. Phil.
"Bella is that-"
"Juice." I lied again.
She wasn't too concerned with my welfare (and I was half glad about that) because she continued to vent out the main points of her problem. Apparently She missed Mike but really liked Austin.
In the middle of her rant a familiar melody fell into my ear. my body tensed and I was instantly frozen. I took a deep breath. care full not to think his name-my mind wandered and the memory of him singing the lyrics to this song flooded my head.
Just one look into your eyes
One look and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful
I resisted the urge to cover my ears and start humming loudly just to tune out the lyrics. On the end table not to far from me, there was another cup of numbness, calling to me. Jessica didn't even notice me move to retrieve it.
I drank it steadily. If I drank enough maybe the Song would evaporate, or better yet...me.
Just one kiss and I'm alive
One kiss and I'm ready to die
'Cause you're so beautiful
Pain rippled through my being. The hole in my heart shredded itself slowly. I took another sip of the Alcohol and prayed for an escape as the music dwindled
Just one touch and I'm on fire
One touch and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful
I swallowed a sob that threatened to escape, and bit my lip. I was on the verge of tears. The next line was going to break me.
Just one smile and I'm wild
One smile and I'm ready to die
'Cause you're so beautiful
I pictured my favorite crooked smile that I would have gleefully died for. Salty tears fell over the brim of my eyes. I was overcome by sadness. I took a finally swig from the cup and set it down on the table. I needed to escape.
"I need some air" I said, my voice cracking As I stalked out of the room. I needed some place quiet. Instinctively I ran up the stairs. I could try the bathroom but I realised I had no idea where it was, not that it mattered anyway. I was a second away from fracturing to pieces.
Walking I noticed my vision had blurred. If I felt clumsy before now it was as if It was intensified 50 times. I Dizzily walked into walls and stumbled over air.
Upstairs consisted of a long hallway with a row of doors on either side. I took the closes one on the left. Sloppily missing the first time as I tried to turn the knob. The second time I was granted access. I paid no attention to the surroundings, so the moment I was in I just sank to the ground in front of the closed door and broke apart in solitary.
"Babe, you 'kay?" Slurred a familar voice from the other side of the room.
I looked up, nearly blinded by tears and saw Dylan walk over to me, the alcohol seeping through his pores.
"I'm sorry. I was just leaving-" I hiccuped through my words and got up.
"No, Stay. With me." His face was now inches away from mine.
My protest never made it through my lips. He covered my mouth with his and kissed me hard. The taste of beer was still on our lips. I became as still as a statue, refusing to kiss him back. My heart still belonged to a 106 year old vampire that had thrown my love away. I knew I was not worthy of him. I wasn't enough to hold him. I wasn't worthy enough for anyone, so I pulled away.
"I can't " I stated.
"What-Why not?" He demanded.
"I h-h-h have to go. I'm sorry." Stuttering slightly, it was the only explanation that I could push through my lips.
My hand was already on the doorknob when Dylan clasped my wrist.
"Let me go." I ordered.
No.
"Dylan let me go" I said angrily through my teeth, couldn't he take a hint. I didn't need him right now. Not ever. I didn't want him.
I grew panicked when he twisted the lock on the door tightened his grip on my wrist, stepping if front of me. I was trapped. Instantly Edward's voice was Snarling in my ear.
Bella go back to Jessica!
"Let me go, Dylan" I screamed panicked.
"Usually, I ask before I take But tonight I can make an exception." He explained with a wicked glaze of desire in his eyes.
Scream for help!
I followed Edward's orders and had a plee for help building in my throat. Before I could even take a final breath, before I could do anything- Dylan took my face roughly in his hands and for the second time his lips angrily pressed against mine. He's tongue rolled over mine as he pushed me back into the wall.
Angry was radiating of Edward. Growling, Snarling- completely furious.
Bite him! Don't give up, Bella.
Once again I tried but failed.
Edward, I can't. He's too strong.
Frustrated and irate, Edward growled even louder.
With Dylan's mammoth strength I was pushed onto the bed. He muffled my screams with a pillow as he unzipped his pants.
Edward, please... Was my last thought
February 15, 2022
It was impossible that Dylan could have taken her.
Rembering that day when my life had took an unsuspected turn down the road of motherhood made me wince.
That night, after Jessica began worrying about my where-abouts she sent Ben and Mike to come look for me.. I was upstairs, curled into a ball and wrapped tightly in a blanket crying. Dylan had fled before they found me.
I didn't speak, but judging by my condition the boys figured out what exactly had happened to me.
The police came and swept me away. The police being my father. When he was informed of about my misshapen, He and Renee had put on the first plane back home to Jacksonville, knowing that Forks was going to be a difficult place to live.
I was alerted that Dylan had disapeared into the woods after that Sinful night only to be found four days later as a corpse. Apparently he had been attacked by some kind of animal.
And three weeks later I found out I was pregnant.
On November 13 , I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, naming her Emily Alice Swan. Renee suggested she keep my last name and I was not reluctant to agree with her.
It's been aproximitly Sixteen years, three months, two days and twelve minuets since my daughter had been born.
Now, approximately sixteen years, Three months, one day, and four minuets since she's been born, she has gone missing without a trace.
Just then, A memory came back to me about Dylan's death. It was sudden disappearance, just like the 40 others who went missing that summer, although unlike most of the others, Dylan had turned up dead.
Maybe there was more to this that met the eye. What If those unsolved cases had something to do with my daughter's disappearance.
One thing for certain is that I will find out what happened to my daughter.
AN: I wished I could have had this up sooner. Sorry If it was a tad bit intense and depressing. Chapter 2 and 3 will be up Monday or Tuesday when I get back to Florida. PLEASE REVIEW. REVIEWS make me want to update faster and I'd love criticism so if your lucky I'll even throw In Chapter 4!! Next Chapters I'll also be introducing some old characters as well. The song was Beautiful by HIM (ha, the irony)
Oh and by the way, I apoligize if anyone is out of character... I wasn't doing it purposely.
Love,
PeteTheMagicalUnicorn