Chapter Six:

(Bella's POV)

Reality dawned on me as I shot out of my dreamless sleep.

I hadn't even opened my eyes yet, but I still comprehended all the crazy things that had happened to me lately with a consistent flow in the obscurity of my shut eyelids.

I guessed it was because this was something too big to just forget.

So far, I had discovered that I was undoubtedly adopted-how else would I be a black blood, I was certain I didn't get that rather alarming gene from Charlie, the timid small town police chief-Then I'd learnt, my blood was freakishly black, I was from a different dimension of the world; Apparently capable of killing a vampire fluently and possibly had a twin-(no one, however, knew that yet, apart from me).

And something inside of me that was horribly trust-worthy was confident there was much more eye-openers soon to be revealed.

Life sucked-there was no other way to put it, other than in an over-used adolescent saying. I understood it was immature and vastly humorous in an idiotic way- but that was exactly what I needed: To be idiotic and immature.

How I desired to be a normal kid without tragedies and heart-rending, shocking discoveries on a daily basis, from revenge-lusting vampires to having your blood go black.

Could I just laugh it off and walk away? No.

And that answer couldn't be changed; it could've been carved from un-breakable stone.

At the beginning, you could say I asked for the danger and un-realistic twists that showed up in my life. I mean, I did willingly fall madly in love with a vampire that thirsted for my blood-not like I regret it, never could, never will-but now coming to be educated that I was born for this-for black blood, magical dimensions and the mysterious strength that even the Volturi feared (and I still haven't tried it out yet, so I still couldn't be sure)-I clearly hadn't asked for it. I was born with the burden of a fantasy-book life.

I finally fluttered my eyelids open and they began to leisurely adjust to the stunning light of bulb-lit room.

I heard a gasp of relief and my head shot to the right instantaneously.

The sigh had come from none other than Edward, who was suddenly looking absolutely appeased and vastly gallant with my awakening. He'd never looked more beautiful, but then again, he got more beautiful everyday.

I smiled. I'd been feeling absolutely horrible but when I saw my guardian angel, I realized that my crazy 'fantasy-book life' was worth it all because in the end, I had the amazing, dashing, loving Edward Cullen all to myself.

I smiled tartly. "Well, hello."

Edward's expression rapidly flashed from ecstasy to worry.

"What's wrong?" I asked agitatedly.

He smoothed his face reflexively and looked back at me with the same look of gratification.

"Nothing, I just expected you to be less…happy." He admitted, stroking my humid cheek with his winter-like touch.

I briefly considered that as his hands fondled with my cheek.

When my eyes had been shut, away from my fiancé, these things had bothered me-they still did, but very faintly. I was just so delighted to see him again, it was like a minor pin-prick rather than a tremendous dagger plunged straight into my heart.

"I was…but then I saw you." I confessed, my face turning as burgundy as-wait.

I couldn't blush-could I?

Was I blushing black?!

I mean, technically, when you blush, the blood is rushing to your cheeks…and my blood is charcoal-colored!

Is the color of night staining my cheeks?!

I gasped and my hands flew frantically to my cheeks, clutching them.

I then noticed that Edward and I weren't the only ones in the room.

"What's wrong, Bella?" Carlisle enquired anxiously, his buttery yellow eyes gaping at my face with tender, fatherly concern.

"Am I…blushing black?" I asked in a faint whisper that was barely audible to me, but I knew they'd hear it.

Everyone comprehended my horrendous theory in a second.

Emmett cackled. Of course-he'd make fun of me if my cheeks went black every five minutes.

"Move your hands off your cheeks, Bella, or how will we check?" He said with a big smirk on his face.

Oh. I managed to think, overjoyed with relief that he'd been laughing at my stupidity rather than my black cheeks.

I tore my hands away fiercely and waited fretfully as all the Cullens observed me.

"No…you're blushing red…" Alice murmured to my relief.

I smiled blissfully…but it was wiped off my face quickly with confusion. "How is that?"

Everyone shrugged.

Oh well, it's a secret to be told sooner or later-I mean, that was what was happening to me, always.

I'd wondered what it was about Edward, I learnt he was a vampire. I thought my mom had been kidnapped by James, it turned out he hadn't. I'd wanted to know who was after me, and I did: Victoria and a bunch of maddeningly-bloodthirsty newborns.

That was like my life. I learn a new, crazy secret everyday!

Hmm…wait. A crazy secret…

"Carlisle?" I asked softly.

Everyone's head shot up with excessive interest, though I'd only asked for their leader.

It was odd to have everyone wanting to know what was going on with me, taking into account that I'd always been the frail, meek and above all, boring human.

"Yes Bella?" He replied.

"When Aro told you about the Black Bloods…did he say anything about the twin witches having…special powers?" I continued fearfully, my sweaty fingers playing around with each other.

I could feel everybody's probing eyes on me.

"Yes, one of the heiresses has the gift of sight, she can see draw the future and the un-known past. The other has the gift of knowing, she can write about the future, or the un-known past as well."

I felt a lump in my throat as I swallowed his words. I urged to spit them out, but it was too late. I'd already comprehended. I had written about Coventry. I had Black Blood. Everything I'd written about had become reality. Could I be….?

Carlisle interrupted my horrific thoughts much to my pleasure. "Bella, while you had fainted Jacob called your phone, he has some news that was very important, but he wouldn't tell us what. So he'll be coming here to tell you. We have a truce right this moment."

I nodded silently, Jacob's immensely nerve-wrecking phone call simmering into my mind, giving me an excuse not to ponder the un-thinkable.

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I know this isn't much, and I'm really sorry…it's just first week of school and all…kind of a crazy week! Next chapter's a big chapter, I wanted to build up to that…I can't promise when the next chapter will be done, but reviewing encourages me. So please review, it makes me aware that people WANT to read the next chapter and I should hurry, and it strikes inspiration for me!!!

Love you all and God Bless,

Geenaaa. X

(Dedicated to my AWESOME and sexy crush….:P Ippy and Asha, you know who he is.)