So it's been quite a while but I've just been insanely busy with work and summer activities! I got a few responses and favorites recently so I decided to do an update! I'll do my best to have another by next week but sooner if I see a larger response. Sorry it's a little shorter! Enjoy!!
**All credit goes to Ms. Stephenie Meyer…I own nothing but this story line!**
BPOV
The rest of dinner could not have felt any slower. Jeff asked way too many questions seeking information I was not able to give. I couldn't imagine a human, well not any normal human as he used to put it, feeling so comfortable with Rose or Alice on a date and I began to wonder why I was the exception. Ever since I was changed I noticed my new being did not have the same effect on humans as the Cullens.
They were always avoided, intimidating, and mysterious. People did not know it but subconsciously, they were afraid of them. For some reason, when I finally gained the control to be around humans, no one ever hesitated striking up a conversation, trying to get too close. The only time anyone ever seemed somewhat uncomfortable was more because of my looks than anything else.
All through the conversation I was thanking God for my vampire brain. I could pretend to listen to Jeff and even answer questions without hesitation all the while I was thinking about my upcoming encounter with the Cullens. It had been so long, I changed, not much, but I was definitely no longer the fragile human they gave up protecting.
Thinking about their departure still tore me apart. I was so angry when I first woke up from the transformation. I immediately killed my maker, I didn't want this life without them, how dare Laurent force it upon me. He claimed he was saving me, saving me from Victoria's destruction. But I knew the reality of the situation.
He lost control of his blood lust, stopped just in time because he was afraid the Cullens would kill him if he killed me. Little did he know they wouldn't have even blinked an eye. They were gone, forgotten was the clumsy girl with the bad luck.
But then why did Edward wear that expression. Why did it look like he cared so much? I didn't understand. He never struck me as a fickle being but his emotions towards me have definitely seemed to be changed from the last time I saw him. Maybe he did care. I stopped myself immediately. I could not live through that again and if I get my hopes up I'll be destroyed. Only, I can't be physically destroyed so I would have to just live in even more of a depressed state than I am now.
Then there was the issue of the human girl. The human girl who knew about vampires and probably the rest of the mythical creatures that actually walk among us. Werewolves, shape shifters, witches and warlocks.
A whole world that the inhabitants of earth know nothing about besides the horror movies and "fictional" tales they read and watch in the safety of their own bed. If only they knew how unsafe they were if any of these creatures got too much confidence, too much ambition.
Who was she? Who was she to him? Another innocent he happened to save with his superhuman strength? Another human who's blood called to him? Did he find that he preferred a new type of heroine? I couldn't even think that possibility it hurt so badly.
Jeff finally drove me home at an excruciatingly slow pace. I had him drop me off at my car instead of my door; I thankfully had the keys in my pocket. If I went upstairs my friends would surely hear me and interrogate me about the 'gorgeous' guy they set me up with. If they only ever saw Edward, who redefines the word perfect.
I got out of the car quickly and waved goodbye, he looked disappointed but not surprised. I slid into the seat and began my trip. I laughed to myself briefly when I imagined how happy Alice would be that I got rid of my truck. After that brief moment the nerves took over. If I were human I would have crashed into anything in my way.
EPOV
When we got home Alice was bouncing in her seat. The rest of the family looked frustrated. I quickly scanned through their thoughts, everyone was anxious, curious of the vision Alice wouldn't share. Jasper was dying to know what was making his wife happier than she had been since Bella's birthday.
He immediately felt guilty for letting his thoughts go there and apologized more than necessary in his thoughts. I nodded at him, letting him know I don't hold him accountable. It was my choice, my decision to leave, my mistake alone.
I focused on Alice…Don't even ask for my help Edward. With any of it! She was blocking her visions from me, running through the latest issue of In Touch. I pleaded with my eyes, Nope, you have to figure this out on your own. And don't screw it up. As soon as she saw my distress she added, Don't worry. It'll be okay. We'll all be okay…finally.
Her last thought which was meant to make me feel better made me feel slightly worse. I inflicted so much pain, not only on Bella and myself but on everyone. Because of me Bella was a vampire, her parents were dead, she was alone.
If I had known Victoria was such a threat I never would have left. Could she have changed her? No, when we confronted her after she brutally murdered Charlie and Renee she was still looking for Bella. I shivered at the thought of that night. How could I have let Bella down so completely? Carlisle was distraught with guilt. So much human life lost.
"Okay, will someone tell us what's going on?" Emmet asked.
"You'll see in fifteen minutes and 32 seconds. Edward you better prepare Catherine." Alice suggested. "So really you'll all known in five minutes when Edward finally spits it out."
Catherine turned to me. "You promised, what is it?" She looked nervous but excited, probably due to Alice's reaction.
I took a deep breath, "Okay I mine as well tell all of you. Catherine, sit down." She obeyed and took a seat right next to Rosalie. Oddly enough Rosalie was closest to Catherine. It was the closest to a child of her own she'd ever have. I could tell though that she still was bothered by how much she resembled Bella, which infuriated me.
"Bella's alive." Alice squealed even though she knew my exact words. Everyone else gasped, I could tell tears were forming in Catherine's eyes.
"How Edward? How did she disappear? She's what now, 34? How could she stay out of Alice's visions so long?" Carlisle was immediately hesitant. I could tell from his thoughts that he thought I had mistaken someone else for Bella. That my grief finally had overtaken my mind.
"She's 17." Esme's eyes saddened immediately but she quickly turned to thoughts of a happy son and having her daughter back. "She's one of us." Rosalie scoffed and it took all my strength not to rip her apart. Emmet broke into a large smile not being able to contain his excitement, Jasper was overcome with guilt and Alice continued to bounce. Overall, my family's reactions were exactly what I expected. I turned to Catherine hesitantly.
She took a deep breath and fought back the tears. She took a minute to find her voice, smiled brightly, then spoke, "I finally get to meet my sister."
So? Anyone make that connection with Catherine? If not let me know who you thought she'd be! All will be explained in the next chapter when Bella arrives. Review please!! And if you're writing a story let me know I'll check it out! Thanks!
