Eternally Meant To Be

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AN: I'm so sorry for the long update! Yours truly is a terrible writer, I know. I planned to update last week but there was another trip and I forgot my laptop so I had to use the phone, emailing what I wrote to my gmail. Then I'm being broody the last months and until now, not crying though. I had a huge fight with a girl I like. The reason I go to trips with my family and aunts to avoid the peer. I was so down then, the other night I decided to read some FF even though i don't feel like it. I ended up reading Wrong by Secretly Immortal. LOL, I was cracking up every chapter. Thank you so much for that hilarious awesome and head spinning story I have the mood to write.
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Summary: More than a thousand years ago, her majesty, of a peaceful kingdom wherein humans and Childs of the Moon lived, united the vamps and shifters.. well they were able to tolerate each kind. Then everything fell apart.
In present, past lives revealed. The search and war are not over. Will Bella, new teenager in the town of Forks, be able to handle what's waiting for her?

Chapter 7: We'll see

BPOV

That's not a dream. I'm sure Alice was inside my room last night.

I smelt her... She's in my blanket. The reason I was sleeping so peacefully and woke up in bliss. I knew that the citrus and honey sweet with roses scent belongs to her, her only. I can't explain why or how I am getting addicted to it. In my dreams, it's usually faint but it was hers. Then she's in my blanket, stronger and so so much alluring causing me to take it in with a deep breath and sigh softly.

I heard her... calling me hers. Voice so velvety soft, low and with possessiveness. I had thought I'm imagining it. She called me her Isabella, my name perfectly said with such feelings. What she chanted, becomes the song playing in my head. "My sweet, sweet Isabella..."

And know what? I saw her. She stared at me, but instead of honey gold eyes, they were back as coal like her ink jet hair. There's more to it, I felt it, her eyes are so intense and desirous. They turned lighter in split second that stands out in my dim-lit room.

And I felt her too. I was cold when she's close, but a pleasant kind of cold. Her skin too. I couldn't believe i touched her! Finally touched the girl in my dreams. She's a cold smooth marble under my palm. But at the same time, her skin is soft like silk to me.

It scared me, yet thrilling. I want or maybe need to stay her close to me. But she suddenly disappeared in a blink. That shock me when I sat and looked for her. Then I felt anger and frustration when i couldn't find her. I don't know why I suddenly got angry with myself. Why did she left? Is there something wrong?

I rolled on to my back and cleared my fuzzy brain. It had been several hours since I woke up but I can't bring myself to get up because of the heavenly scent surrounding me. Dang, no more washing the sheets. But the partial reason I don't want to get off is to think.

Piecing everything to me wasn't hard now. Somehow, the last night's events and my slight encounter with Alice served as a help to the mysteries. Doctor Carlisle made one slip,he knows where my house is, exactly. And I didn't even point out which house in the streets. That Alice knows I'm all alone now when my mother died. Angela is friends with them and she could obviously tell them that info. But knowing which my house is? Yeah, that couldn't be explained by myself and I realized they could be watching me. Alice proved that when she was here in my room last night, making sense to me.

And their eyes? A doctor wearing colored contact lenses? Those are not contact lenses though if they keep changing shades and color.

There's something bothering me too. Not about them, but about me. Why me? This is a lot to take in. I can't believe it, I just can't. But I believe who they are, but me? No way.

And this is where I step in.

My brows furrowed and I sat up quickly, scanning my room and looking for the voice that spoke earlier. But no one was here. Alice doesn't even sound like that.

Duh. It is just you and you, you know.

My eyes widened and my blood running cold. The said voice is feminine and i can tell that it is playful. Whoever it is, it starting to scare the shit out of me. "W-who's there?" I asked out loud. I moved out of off my bed, my back against the wall. Then I heard a chuckle and a hum of amusement. God, whatever happens, don't send me to hell where Renee is.

"Hello?" I called out again. Glancing down at the bat leaning on my bedside table, I grabbed it instantly. I gripped on it tightly with both hands, raising it to my right in swing position.

Ooohhh~ Scary. Then a short cynical laugh. I jolted at that and snapped my head towards the bathroom door.

"Where are you? I can call the cops this instant if you don't show up!" I raised my voice, though my knees are shaking a bit. Is this house haunted?

Really? I heard a scoff.

I inhaled shakily and puffed out the air before stomping towards the bathroom door. I yanked it open and greeted... by an empty bathroom. But I thought I heard it from here. Is someone playing on me or am I crazy?
When I entered, my right foot stepped on something. Then I slipped, falling backwards too fast and my back hits the ground with a loud thud. My vision darkened and I fainted.

APOV

It indeed is a rare good morning in Forks. The sun is out and the sky less cloudy therefore we cannot go out in visibility of humans too. We stayed indoors. Carlisle called the school, excusing us that they will take us out camping. In truth is we will bore to ourselves.

It had been three days since I had not got glimpse of Bella Dwyer. Her absence means no reason to go to school. The subject is not in there and still staying inside her house. Either Jasper or Edward will go there in every dawn after their hunts. Strangely, they said she's still inside her room and sleeping. She's always sleeping? Maybe Bella is still mourning and we respect that.

There is much more important matters. The Children of the Moon are poking their nose in the investigation on the death of Bella's mother when they heard it. It Zoey concerned too, but she happens to assigned two persons who hates us out of choose five to look into it, sending them here in town. One of them is General Michael and from one of his pack is Rachelle. We knew them for their big proud ego. General Michael is an ancient too but not as old as Zoey. He was appointed in the position before The War happened. He shares his disdain with most of his own pack. While Rachelle, being a loyal bitch to their leader, hates us too. The results were, well obviously they are trying to point the murder to us and hinted that the shifters are into it. Causing a brawl yesterday between Paul and Jacob against Rachelle.

Today, I'm chatting with Zoey to give our own statements. She's not happy at what happened but she must always stay neutral and not taking sides. After that did we talked like friends and I told her what was bothering me.

"You think it's after this Bella?" Zoey asked the question that was in my mind. She and some of her pack are staying in a hotel in Oregon, they're hotel in fact. The rest are home with their families as they freely will. I watched the screen of my laptop, the red-haired girl browsing in the channels, uninterested.

"It's a hunch Zoe." I answered. Annoyed, she turned off the television and fully turned her attention back to her computer to chat with me. "What do you think?"

She thought of it. "Alice, I know you're worried about her. Don't act like you do because she's a fragile human. It's more than that, am I right?"

I sighed. "No…" I lied. But she is very perceptive and I know she can see through me.

"Mary Alice." She softly called and I looked at the screen. "Denying what's the obvious is the most idiotic thing to do, you know that. I do not blame you, no one blames you if you can see Princess Isabella in this human. You are who you are, even how many times you go through recreation. You are new and altered, but your heart stays the same and bound to only one person. Her soul is the half of yours, and yours the half of hers."

I listened to her words. Making me giddy that I'm indeed Isabella's half. She is right.

I'm Isabella's half, her soulmate. But that thought inflicted more guilt within me. What about Bella? I'm being unfair to my true love. As if reading what was on my mind, Zoey spoke again.

"What do you feel for this human, Alice?" She asked me directly.

I hesitated if I should tell her. Will she see me as a betrayal too? She is most loyal to the princess ever since then, believes that her fate is forever weaved with the family she only had.

"I… I don't know Zoey. She looks so much like her, I swear I can see Princess Isabella in this human but. This is not right. " My voice faltered.

"What is not right? Like I said, no one blames you if you find the human that way." She said it like it's the simplest thing.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "I do and that's the problem. You're words are not helping."

The red haired giggled. "Excuse me, my lady. But I am the right hand of the majesty and my words are always right."

"Zoey? How can you manage?" I asked curiously. She raised an eyebrow at my question. "You're alone, far too long ever since. I just can't imagine it."

"I never had a mate, for how long? A thousand and twenty-two years, Alice. I managed, see?" She smiled, but that smile becomes sad. "But it's lonely, I admit it. Especially when, you know, you were all gone that day and I should be strong for the last entirety of pack. I found Carlisle and saved him, it gave me hope to start the search. I guess, that is what kept me going and Isabella's encouraging words. We found each other one by one again. I'm not alone, Alice, I have everyone including you now. All we wait is Isabella, and then I might find my soulmate one day."

Zoey's words touched me and its sincerity. She's a very strong woman indeed with a pure heart. To be alone for so long and serving faithfully, she deserves to find a mate for once and live an eternal life to the fullest. Not being held down by her responsibilities and drown all of her time for the pack and the people who needs her.
True love waits, and Zoey can prove it. I realized I should prove myself too for Isabella and show her how faithful am I. To have a new life meant a fresh start, a blessed life.

I smiled proudly at Zoey. "I am forever in your debt Zoe."

"No Mary Alice." She shook her head. "It is my duty to find you."

"Still, thank you." I thought of something and smiled playfully. "If you never had a mate nor get attached, does that mean…"

I trailed off my sentence when I saw the crimson blush in Zoey's face, almost in distinct with her fiery red hair. My grin splitting while she's unable to make a proper reaction.

"Alice!" She pointed an accusing finger at me, eyes glaring. I put a hand on my chest in surprise.

"Oh my, you really are."

"Okay, I'm ending this call." She said. I can hear my family laughing from their rooms and from downstairs. I knew Zoey can hear them too. "Both of us are, so is Edward, drop it!"

"Don't worry Zoey, I'll help you find someone."

She ended the call instantly and I stopped laughing. I guess I'm on the same waiting line with Zoey. Just make sure it's worth it.

I decided to walk around the house, avoiding Rosalie and Emmett's room. Heavens knows what they are doing that I can faintly hear them through the sound proofed walls. They can be really loud.

The tinkling of Edward's grand piano drowned it and we're relieved that we don't have to listen to those two. It's so melodious. My brother is the greatest musician I know of, but he can't really accept that to himself. It is understandable if he is shy whenever we complement him, he looks up to other great musicians and compositor in his time.

While he plays, I'm reminiscing my past life, the time I met Princess Isabella. That was during spring, at one of the festivities. She was young then while I'm a newborn. I had spent most of my times in the palace to see her and be with her while she grew up. It pleased her parents too, seeing us happy and there is no rejection. I don't remember much, but my memories of her are enough. I remember when she asked to court me, she realized that I am her imprint and soulmate. I know we are happy and in love.

My feet danced to the music with my eyes closed, making strides and spinning lightly with my hands linked behind my back.

I felt Leah and Jasper staring at me while they're sitting on the couch, watching my performance. I giggled and twirled around Esme who laughed amusedly.
The music carry on and led me upstairs, down to the hallway where it originated.

Even until now, I love her in my second life. I go through as a human, had a family and been a mortal. When I was a human, I don't know what it's like to be an immortal. I had vague memories of the past life and fine with it. I was a seer and always been a seer with limited memories. But I do know the main details, the feeling never fades. I accepted who was I, who am I and who will I be.

"Hello Alice." I heard my brother's velvety voice along his music. I entered in his studio room.

"Good eve Edward." He bowed his head slightly. I gradually stopped my movements and smiled softly back to him, doing a curtsy. He continued playing. I laced my hands and fingers behind my back and leaned my right side on the wall. The notes changed, the music changed. I closed my eyes to listen, recognizing the song. I heard him chuckled and I did too. It was Cristina Perry's A Thousand Years.

"Do you think this song was actually meant to be created?" Edward asked out of nowhere.

My eyebrows raised in realization then I thought of it. "Hmm. Maybe. Are you saying that is my song, Ed?"

He laughed a bit and shook his head. "I don't know sis." He said. "Actually, yes."

"Yeah? Well, the lyrics says it but I'm not the only one in this world waiting for their love. There's you, Angela and Zoey."

He keeps smiling, staring at the white wall in front of him. Then he glanced at me. "Maybe. But you Alice, you are in love. In love and waiting... once again."

Do I mind waiting for thee princess while she grew up? I mentally asked.

"You're not sure Ali." He answered, reading my mind. I gave him a small glare. So what if I can't remember everything? Fine, I'm not sure if I was dreading the day when she will matured. Maybe I was, because duh, I'm a vampire and a newborn whist that. What's important is that I remember her and us. Zoey told me what I need to know to and it brought up some of my hidden memories, even making it clear as crystal.

"Ali..." He called out. "Just dance it away, little ballerina."

I smiled at the endearment, but gave him a reprimanding look. "I am not little, brother."

"Emmett says otherwise."

"Yep." Emmett spoke behind me. I rolled my eyes and didn't bother looking at him. "Mary Alice was little before. Around four feet and two inch." I don't have to turn around to see his teasing grin.

"That's because I was physically sixteen. Ask Zoey, dumb." I said, checking my nails. I'm five feet and two inch with physical age of nineteen now. I don't think I'm that short but hell, Emmett always get in my nerves.

"Nah" He suddenly bear hug me and spin. I told him to put me down but he continue while laughing. When he put me down, I realized that we were in a dance position. He held my left hand while his other hand on my waist. "I'm actually here to cheer you up squirt. It's been long since I danced my little sister."

I raised an eyebrow at him but put my right hand on his shoulder. Of course I saw this because he's been thinking of it earlier and Rose told him to cheer me up. I didn't realize that I was that obvious.

"Fine. You know I can just watch you doing a monkey dance instead we dance."

We stepped side by side and he spin me once. I couldn't help smiling.

"There it is!" He exclaimed and start dancing us enthusiastically around the room. "I can do monkey dance later for my favorite sister if it helps then."

We continue joking and a few banters while Edward play and we dance. They know how to up my mood when I'm down. So for the night, Emmett becomes my personal clown.

Third POV

Sam stared hard at the silent Jacob.

"Jacob, you better explain to us your behavior." He demanded. Jacob keeps glaring at the rough bark of the tree across the clearing, not wanting to meet anyone's eyes.

Leah and Seth, in their wolf form, were both watching the two Alphas of the tribe. Sam summoned him for a talk and when he ignored it, he decided to counter the boy in the forest while they're on patrol. Short temper is normal for shifters like them and Jacob is known for his rather calmness. But the past few days, he easily gets angry. He will suddenly explode in his wolf form that it surprises them because he usually controls himself. Even his own packmates are worried, they know he's hiding something from them, even from their mind links.

"I know we are not the closest but all of us are worrying. What are you hiding Jacob?" He asked again.

"Can't you respect privacy, Sam? Leave me alone, I'm serious." Jacob finally spoke, clearly irritated.

"I'm being serious too Jacob. You're not doing great as an Alpha, you're better than me but your secret is causing your diminish along the pack. I had enough of you acting bitchy." He glanced at Leah. "No offense." Even in her wolf form, Leah rolled her eyes at him.

"It's none of your business." Jacob said through gritted teeth. He can hear Leah and Seth through the link, asking him too and probing further. "Stop it!" He commanded, using his Alpha voice.

Leah was surprise when he suddenly snapped while her brother is whimpering and backing away, frightened by Jacob. Jacob is starting to shake and he tried to run to the forest but Sam blocked his way suddenly.

"Sam." Jacob glared at him only to be leveled by the glare of his own.

"The werewolves are getting suspicious about us, especially to you. I don't know how they knew but they won't let this go." Sam told, crouching as he can see the signs that his friend is ready to attack him. "As an Alpha, I will get this from you, even by force. Some of them will try to wipe us off, just because of your outbursts!"

Jacob knew he was right. The werewolves investigating the rumored beast, are possibly be weaving lies to get rid off the shifters. They will pull the facts that wasn't so true but still credible enough. Like shifters' tempers is the reason they are dangerous thus potentially attacking humans when they are not their selves. There are records of those incidents in the pasts and they will use those for sure. Three years ago, there was once a lone shifter wolf who killed his own son, in Canada near the border. He was instantly hunted down and killed, none other by the werewolves.

"Jacob! Don't risk our reputation and dignity. As a protector, be a man of your words. Protect your people and the pack."

This hits Jacob. Sam is right. He can't risk their kind to the issue and bring the extinction their enemies anticipating for. They are in the middle of the fight, a cold war between supernatural species. None of them are ancients or wield a higher position. They always been a peaceful pack holding in the connection to the other kinds. It hurt their prides, but they still need protection that they can't provide themselves. The Volturi has knowledge about them, fought their kind many times but saved with help.

Is the secret worth it? But it is important for him too. There are few reasons he can't tell them. Some of them won't accept it, it can cause conflicts and rivalry that will fuel the fire. Edward knew and he was relieve he was not leaking it because of said possibilities.

They saw the torn expression of their friend and the self shame. They can feel it from him too. The two wolves in the sidelines bowed their heads and ears flat in their heads.

"I'm sorry..." Jacob spoke and closed his eyes. He showed them his secret.

They saw it through the link. And it stunned them.

"Jake... you."

"Yes."

Leah felt panicked and Jacob turned his eyes on her. It cannot be, she thought, this is not good.

"I imprinted on Bella."

'You imprinted on her?' Leah exclaimed in her head.

What do you guys think?

tlc125 , Agree, don't worry they will be happy hehe. I realized I might accidentally turn this into a tragedy but I don't want that to happen! For now, let's make some conflicts and mysteries.

I'm planning something for Bella. And my conscience tells me to just GET IT ON WITH BELLICE! Is it weird that I'm starting to dream some of the plots?

Thank you for reading! love ya