Lillian opened her front door with hands that trembled slightly. Her mind was swirling chaotically with thoughts of Jacob, vampires, werewolves, and Sam's control over her relationship with Jacob. She was just starting to think about imprinting and how it worked exactly when her mother's scent hit her like freight train. Lillian froze, and felt her mouth fill with some sickly sweet liquid that she couldn't identify.
"Where exactly have you been for the past three days?" Her mother, Joyce, demanded as she strode furiously towards her. Lillian's eyes trailed over a vein standing out in Joyce's neck, and found herself imagining the taste of the blood that pulsed inside that vein…
"Honey are you wearing contacts?" Joyce asked, stepping closer to peer at Lillian's eyes. "They're the most vivid shade of red…"
"Y-yeah mom they're c-c-contacts. They were R-Roxie's idea." Lillian managed to stammer quietly. She was gripping the edge of a little table in their hallway in order to resist the appeal of killing her own mother.
"You look so pale, are you sick?" Joyce asked, a look of concern painting over her features. "Is that why you've been missing for so long?"
Lillian nodded weakly, not wanting to open her mouth again. Her mother drew closer to her, holding her hand out as if she meant to feel Lillian's forehead for a temperature. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" Lillian screeched, gripping the table's edge so hard that she felt the wood crush under her grasp. Joyce leapt back so quickly that she fell to the floor, landing in a way that looked so vulnerable; it would be so easy to take her life…
Lillian licked her lips, eagerly crouching down beside her mother. She was just leaning closer to Joyce's exposed neck when she saw the look in her mother's light blue eyes. Sheer terror stared back at Lillian, making her feel thoroughly disgusted with herself for even thinking of eating her mother. She had become a monster, a blood thirsty monster.
It took all of two seconds for Lillian to get up and sprint out of her house. She wasn't sure where she was going, but she knew that she had to get away from humans and their delicious scent. The closest thing to her that offered solitude from humans was the thick woods on the La Push reservation. Lillian hated the idea of returning to the very woods where she was bitten, but she figured that she didn't have the option to be picky.
To the human eye she was a mere blur, going so fast that people might question if they really saw anything. Before long she was dodging through numerous trees and bushes; running deeper and deeper into the lush, green forest. She didn't even feel tired in the slightest; she could run much longer if she wanted to. Maybe she could run away, and leave everything behind to go somewhere else, anywhere else…
That thought made Lillian stop dead. How could she leave Jacob? He was the only stable thing in her life now, the only thought that kept her from going crazy. She couldn't even bear the thought of leaving him, it made her feel weak and she fell abruptly to the ground. She was surprised to feel grass around her instead of dead leaves, and she sat up to look at her surroundings.
She was in a meadow, a beautiful one at that. Colorful wildflowers sprouted from the thick grasses, and equally colorful butterflies flapped about lazily. The monotonous drone of bees was deafening to her sensitive ears, and everything looked bright and lively even in the overcast weather of La Push. Lillian sat admiring the simple splendor of the meadow, taking a moment to empty her mind of all of her depressing thoughts. Lillian felt truly peaceful here, and she was astounded at her luck for stopping in such a wonderful spot.
Suddenly she felt the wind blowing through her hair, and everything in the meadow lit up. She realized that the wind must have pushed some clouds away and created a spot in the sky for the sun to peek through. What she saw next made her scream and leap to her feet.
Her skin was glittering! She raised her hands in front of her shocked face, inspecting them as if they were alien and not her own. Her pale skin was shimmering like she was made of crystal! She leaned against a tree behind her for support, wondering what other surprises were waiting for her to discover. She'd never heard of vampires being able to sparkle, was she made of glass or something? The thought made her laugh wryly, imagining herself shattering like glass and then instantly reforming because she couldn't die.
The breeze picked up again, causing the sky to once again to return to its overcast state. The meadow darkened, along with her skin. She felt herself sigh with relief, glad that her skin was once again normal (or as normal as a vampire can be).
"Don't worry; it happens to all of us." A voice came from across the meadow. Lillian tensed, ready to bolt in case the voice belonged to a human. However it was no human who stepped out of the green foliage.
"Bella Swan." Lillian breathed, relaxing again. "I just can't escape you can I?"
"We glitter in the sunlight, because we are physically attractive to our prey. There's so much that you need to know, Lillian." Bella stepped forward until the two vampires were standing a few feet away. "If you joined our coven-"
"Then I wouldn't be able to be with Jacob." Lillian interrupted, her red eyes narrowing at Bella angrily. "Do you really think that I would give him up that easily?"
"I know what it's like to leave things behind." Bella whispered, her eyes taking on a faraway look. "It's hard, but things have to change when you become a vampire."
"Yeah, I guess I have you to thank for that don't I?" Lillian hissed, her eyes welling up with tears.
"I'm very sorry, Lillian." Bella apologized, looking more then just a little guilty. "But you have to accept your fate, and come be with others of your own kind. Werewolves and vampires can't be together, no matter how much they want to."
"You've already hurt Jacob once!" Lillian cried, shaking with fury. "By taking me away from him you'll be killing him!"
"You have no idea what you're talking about!" Bella shouted, finally losing her cool. "Don't talk about things you don't know!"
"W-Why are y-y-you-" Lillian stopped trying to speak and gave in to the sobs that she had been trying to hold in. Bella's face softened and she reached out to try and hug Lillian, but Lillian swiped at her with nails as sharp as claws. "D-d-do-don't t-touch m-m-me!" Lillian said for the second time that day.
"Lillian, you can't be with him." Bella sighed softly. "I know it hurts to hear that, but the two of you will just end up killing each other. Even imprinting can't overcome instincts."
"You should have just killed me." Lillian spat, her red eyes filled with hate. "That would have been so much easier!"
"Don't say that," Bella moaned, tears rolling down her own cheeks. "Please don't say that."
The two of them sat in the meadow crying together for a long time. It grew dark, and still they didn't make any move to get up. Finally, when Lillian had cried herself dry, she stood shakily.
"I'm not going to join your coven. I can adjust to being a vampire with the help of Jacob's pack." Lillian stated, not caring if Bella protested or not.
"Fine, I won't try to force you to join us. Just don't kill any humans, okay?" Bella called over her shoulder as she fled out of the meadow, leaving Lillian by herself in the dark with only her thoughts for company.
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A/N: This chapter was hard for me to write, I don't like that Lillian hates Bella, and it's very challenging to write about Bella that way! : (
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