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Chapter 3 – Hometown Memories
I collapsed onto my bed. What a day. Alice continued to think 'you can't avoid fate' in her head all day long, the boys couldn't stop gawking at Rosalie, Alice and I and the girls couldn't stop being envious over us either, or gawking at Emmett and Jasper. Quite a few boys and girls were brave enough to walk over and ask us out a couple of times and Mike, being the stupid thick headed boy he is, continuously tried to get me to go out with him. I thought about how the boys gawked at me and grimaced at the memories. I couldn't see why they would gawk over someone like me, Rosalie and Alice. Yes. Me? No. I was extremely plain and boring, there was nothing special about me. I had pale skin, which was even paler than it used to be due to the change of becoming a vampire, long brown hair that was slightly wavy and topaz eyes that once used to be brown eyes. When I was human I used to blush all the time and was very clumsy, but ever since becoming a vampire…that never happens. I can't blush, can't cry and can't sleep. I'm glad that I'm not such a klutz though.
I got up and walked over to my bookshelf. I soon found the family album and started looking through it, looking at all the pictures that had been taken with my dad, my mom and myself. I looked at the most recent one; I was 24 and was celebrating Easter with my parents. Not long after Easter, my father was murdered and on my twenty-fifth birthday, my mom was murdered and the same man changed me. Don't ask me why or how, he just did and since then, I've been searching from him. I know what he looks like exactly and I won't give up until I find him. He killed my parents and he, technically, killed me as well. I slammed the book shut and put it away. I couldn't stand to dwell on the past any longer. I had loved both my parents so much, they were so happy together. Mom had even had another child when I was ten, Elizabeth. I don't know what happened to her and I hoped that she was still alive. I hadn't seen much of her in my teen years as I had made myself busy with school and work and by the time I graduated, I had my own apartment and was in college so I rarely saw my family. After I graduated from college I got a job and tried to visit my mother and father as much as I could.
It is odd for a vampire to remember so much of their past human life, and I don't know why I can, but it was rather helpful to me as I could easily remember who had killed me parents and everything. I so badly wanted to return to my hometown, Phoenix, and see if Elizabeth was still around and alive. But I couldn't go, as I had been dead for twenty years and people would be rather shocked to see me walking on the street and it was far too sunny down in Phoenix. It was one of the sunniest places in the south and the south tended to be sunnier than the north, hence the reason why we were living in Forks. I looked along my photos and stopped at one where it was my mom, Elizabeth and I sitting around the Christmas tree. I was twenty-one and Elizabeth was nine. Elizabeth was sitting on my lap and I had my arms around her waist, pulling her to my chest. My cheek resting on her hair as I smiled at the camera, Elizabeth was laughing and our mom was smiling at us with love in her eyes.
"Bella?" Rose's voice snapped me out of my memory. I jumped at the sound of her voice and placed the photo frame down. If I could still cry, I would be crying now, silent tears.
"Hi." I said weakly. Rose smiled slightly.
"We knocked, but you wouldn't answer so we let ourselves in." She explained.
"That's fine, Rose." I told her quickly.
"The others are in the living room." I nodded and followed her out to the living room where everyone else was.
"Bella? Are you all right?" Jasper asked, picking up on my mood. I felt the calm waves enter my body and make me feel slightly better.
"Better now. Thanks Jasper."
"Are you sure?" Alice asked, raising an eyebrow.
"She was just looking at a photo, Alice." Rose stated.
"Brought back some memories." I mumbled as I sat down in the armchair.
"Yeah? Which ones?" Alice asked curiously.
"About my sister. Elizabeth. I wonder if she's still alive." I mumbled.
"How old would she be now?" Esme asked. I thought about that for a second.
"Well…she was thirteen when I was twenty-five and after twenty years, if she's still alive and human, she must be thirty-three by now." Esme smiled softly and nodded.
"You miss her."
"Very much. She's the last of my family and I don't even know if she's alive! If she is, she's alone and has no family." I mumbled.
"Why don't you go and see her?" Alice asked. "Go find out."
"Are you kidding? I can't, Alice. She probably still lives in Phoenix if she's alive! It's too sunny. I'd expose myself and besides, I'm dead…remember? What would she think if she saw her dead sister walking down the street?" I stated. Then an idea hit me. "What if you could find her, Alice?" I asked. Alice frowned.
"I only see the future, Bella."
"I know that. But you might be able to track down her future!" I hurried out the room and showed the most recent photo I had of Elizabeth.
"It's not much to work off seeing as she's nine in this, but I'll give it a try." I eagerly unblocked Alice's mind and watched her mind as she looked through the future. And then she found one.
Elizabeth was walking hand in hand with a man towards a grave; three graves really, the sun shining down as the tears escaped her eyes. She lay three small bouquets of flowers down at each grave.
"I miss you all." She whispered. The names on each grave read,
Charlie Swan
Renée Swan
Isabella Swan
The vision ended.
"She's alive." I sighed in relief.
