"We need to talk."
I swung myself to face a tall, bronze haired young man staring at me, golden eyes aglow.
"Okay," I murmured. I stood up, hands shaking.
Edward lead me down the 'corridor of doom' and then outside.
We continued walking for about a minute - at human speed - until we reached a bench in the middle of nowhere, where no people would ever set foot - by the lake where a child had been found dead several years ago.
My head rested in my hands as I tried to face the reality.
"Who are you?" Edward questioned. I looked up, tears welling in my eyes. I blinked them away and exhaled.
"Rebecca Black," I told him. "I-"
"You don't seem so." Edward said firmly. "Who are you really?"
I inhaled, twirling my dirty blonde hair around my finger in a form of distraction.
"My name is Isabella Marie Swan." I looked into Edward's golden eyes, before I looked away.
"But Bella is dead. We all know that," Edward hissed. "She fell off a cliff over 50 years ago."
I smiled, letting out a muffled laugh as my teeth were clenched.
I grabbed my woolen sleeve, taking a breath before I pulled it up to reveal two crescent-shaped scars on my left wrist.
Edward gasped, jolting his gaze to my arm.
"But how?"
"A few days after you left..." I started, before heaving a sigh. "I encountered Laurent in the woods. He was thirsty and-" I broke off, a tear rolling down my scarred cheek. "I was left... almost dead,"
Edward's hand reached out to my cheek, feeling the dark scar that he had left me.
"The scar..." He mumbled, wiping a tear from my face.
"I went flying through Jacob's window." I admitted.
I gazed into Edward's orbs, leading me right into his golden soul. He shook his head, smirking at my clumsiness.
"You shouldn't have done this." He told me, his hand on mine for the first time in over half a century.
"Done what?" I asked.
"Faked your death," He sighed.
"I had to," I breathed through my sadness.
Edward, putting his arms around me, moved a stray hair out of my eyes.
"You're beautiful, Rebecca." Edward sighed, holding my hand.
"You're amazing, Edward. You always will be the one- Oh no." I heard a rustle in the bushes, before a russet-coloured wolf appeared in the clearing.
"Oh," I stammered. "Um, Austin. Meet Edward. Edward, this is my husband,"
Austin changed back to a human, appearing furious.
"I know Edward, dammit!" Austin retorted, clenching his hands into fists.
"You spend all this time with me, and then you go sneak off with this bloodsucker?"
"Jacob-I mean Austin, don't use that word around me!" I argued, clenching my teeth.
Edward stood up, pushing me back in an effort to protect me.
"Jacob?" Edward questioned. "You married Jacob?"
I cringed, expecting a fight.
"Yeah, I did. And you're not going to steal her from me!"
"Austin, stop." I interrupted, riling up with anger.
"What can you do, leach?" He spat.
I gasped, grimacing, before I yelled, "Austin Black!" My hand flew through the air uncontrollably, punching him hard in the jaw.
I was expecting him to rub his jaw like they did in movies, but he didn't hesitate to throw a few more insults at me before he gave in
"I'm done with you, Becca." He hissed, slipping off his wedding band and slapping it into my hand. "It's over."
A few tears shed from my eyes. Edward's hand slipped onto mine before I pulled it away. "But-"
"No buts," He argued, walking towards a bush. "I'm going. To where I should be - dead."
"Jake!" I cried, running after him. "No! Don't kill yourself! We survived everything. Don't die now!" Tears streamed down my cheeks, before Austin leaped into the bushes, transforming back into a wolf.
Dead. His words echoed in my mind.
Questions flooded my mind - how would he kill himself? When will he die?
And the most prominent one being:
What would I do now?
Wasn't expecting that, huh?
I'm super hyped to be writing the next few chapters, where Rebecca fixes her relationship with the Cullens and the one you all must be dreading - Austin/Jacob committing suicide.\
Remember, I don't own any of these characters. Remember to review!
I do own, though, the new identities of Bella and Jacob so you may need to use credit if you will use them.
