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Ch. 10; Back to Old Ways

When I woke the next morning, I turned and looked at all of the destruction I had caused during my... tantrum. Shakily getting to my feet, I stood and packed up what clothes were left in my dust-filled closet and shoved them into a bag lying discarded on the floor.

Realizing half-way through eating my breakfast, a granola bar I stole from the plane. I remembered I haven't check Carlisle or Esme's offices yet. Cautiously making my way down the hall I opened the door to Esme's softly and felt my shoulders sag. The furniture in there was covered too. I walked around the room slowly, looking at every piece of furniture sadly. When I got back to the door, I surveyed it one last time when a piece of white caught my eye on the wall. It was an envelope! Running over I gently took it off of the wall and quickly opened it.

Dear Lillian,

I'm sorry to say under sudden circumstances we are no longer living in Forks. I'm also sorry to tell you that since we left in such a hurry, I don't know where it is we're going. This isn't goodbye though dear. You know that we, our entire family, love you more than we could ever show. And since we never were able to tell you that we were leaving, we won't stop until we get to contact you. If you no longer want to speak to us ever again for this, we understand. We still love you though no matter what. And though I have no right to ask you of anything, could you do something for me? Please be safe. Don't do anything reckless and keep your wits about you. It's a cold mean world out there and I don't want anything ever happening to you. Don't forget we love you, and I hope to get a hold of you soon. Love, Esme

Tears were running down my face and I shakily walked over to Carlisle's office. When I stepped into the room, I was greeted by a plain wooden box sitting on top of his desk. Cautiously I opened it and inside was a small stack of credit cards, a passport, my fake birth certificate, a driver's license, and a pouch full of what was probably money. Faintly smiling, I shoved all of those items in my bag and looked around. There was no more letters hidden, so I decided it was time for me to go.

Taking one last look around, I walked out of the room and fled from the house. A thousand options ran through my head as I flitted from the once beautiful property, and now was filled with overgrown grass and a dusty empty house in the center.

I could always go back to France and stay with the Claudes... I thought when I reached the road. But that thought quickly left my mind as soon as I thought it. No, they've already done too much for me... But there is someone that owes me the world...Making my decision, I flitted to the nearest airport which was in Seattle. Boarding the nearest plane to Europe, I quickly settled into my seat and quickly fell asleep.

I woke up just before we were about to land and quickly straightened out my hair and freshened up my make-up just before an announcement came on from the pilot. "Good evening ladies and gentleman. This is your captain speaking. We are about to land in the lovely city of Volterra Italy. We would like to ask you to please find your seat and please turn off all electronics as we begin to descend. Thank you and I hoped you enjoyed your flight, and thank you for flying Air Met." I pulled my only bag out from under my seat and waited for the plane to hit the ground.

Once the plane was nearly empty I stood and exited. I sat down in one of the chairs in the waiting area and quickly went over my plan. Using my phone I found the address I was looking for and looked down at what I was wearing. I had on a pair of light blue sweats and a plain white tee. Grimacing, I made my way into the restroom and pulled out an outfit from my bag. I stepped out of the stall when I finished changing and examined myself in the mirror.

I had a dress that went down to my knees. The skirt portion was completely black and the top was a pale cream colored. I fastened a brown belt on my waist to make it flow better. On my feet I put on a pair of black high heels which had to be at least five inches high. A string of opal colored pearls were around my neck and I had a little clutch that matched the top part of my dress. Draped over my arm was a little black jacket that stopped right below my chest and in my hand was a floppy black sun hat and aviator shades. Stepping out of the restroom, I pulled on my jacket and when I stepped out of the airport, I put on the hat and sunglasses as I was hit with the bright shining sun of Italy. Hailing a cab, I gave the driver the address and relaxed into the seat.

The cab pulled up to a grand building in about twenty minutes and I thanked him in Italian and handed him the fair with a large tip. Grabbing my bags, I pulled on my hat and sunglasses again and walked up the large steps.

I approached a desk that had a pretty human sitting filing away on her nails while listening to some music. She had dark brown hair and green eyes. She was very tan so I assumed she was probably from Italy. "Hello." I said to her, drawing her from out of her own little world, "I'd like to see the Volturi today, and would like to have an escort to the throne room." I told her bluntly.

She smiled and nodded her head. "Name please?" she said. I smiled as well and shook my head. "I'm afraid I don't have an appointment today, but I know they will make an exception for me." her face put on a little pout and she shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I am not allowed to let anyone through that doesn't have an appointment or isn't summoned by the Volturi themselves. If you would like to make an appointment there is an opening in the middle of November... of next year." she smiled down at me.

I set my bag down and walked up to the desk and stared deep into her eyes. "You will find me an escort to see the Volturi then you will put my belongings in one of the storage units. Understand?" I said forcefully.

Her eyes glazed over and she nodded dumbly. "Of course miss. I'll ring Demetri immediately. Please, have a seat while you wait." She gestured to the black leather seats in the corner of the room. I offered a smile and turned and sat down.

True to her word, a few minutes later, a man stepped out from an elevator and walked towards the desk. He was tall and had a head of black hair that reached his shoulders. His eyes were a deep burgundy red and he was smirking as he walked towards the desk. "What is it Gianna? You know we are on a busy schedule so I don't have time to chat." he said in an exasperated tone. Something tells me that Gianna had been known to interrupt the workers' day before.

"There is a woman here to see the Leaders. You are to escort her to them." Gianna said, her voice sounding lifeless.

Demetri looked at her funny but shrugged then turned to face me. "Are you the woman?" he asked.

I nodded and stood, pulling off my hat and sunglasses as I did. "Yes, my name is Lillian Ha- Montgomery. I would like to have an audience with the leaders of the Volturi." He nodded and started to walk away. I followed him and soon we were in front of two familiar looking large wooden doors. "The leaders are through this door. Should I announce that you are here?"

I smiled and shook my head. "No thank you, I'd rather surprise them if that's alright. I think they'll be quite surprised to see me." Demetri nodded and then turned and walked away. "They are dining right now so they'll be back in about ten minutes. Feel free to enter and wait for them though." I nodded my thanks and opened the door.

It still looked the same after all these years. The three thrones looked a bit more worn and I'm sure that they'll be replacing them soon. The rest of the room looked pretty bare, apart from the random sculptures beside the walls. I walked around the entire room, taking in all of the old memories. Although I wasn't there long, I still remember everything that had happened.

My back was to the door and I was in my own little world when I heard the grand doors opening. "Honestly Caius, you can't expect all of them to not fight back. You're bound to get a few that are driven to live. No matter how cautious you are, you're going to make a mess sometimes." Marcus' voice came through the thick door.

"But it was my favorite shirt..." Caius' voice complained. Someone gripped the door knob and I heard them all stiffen. "Someone is in there." one whispered.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it." Another whispered. The door opened and three pairs of feet walked calmly in. "Who are you?" Marcus called, his voice stern.

I slowly turned around and smiled kindly at him. "Why Marcus, don't you recognize me? I know it's been a while since you've visited but this just hurts." I said with mock sadness.

All three were confused, I could tell until Caius stepped forward. "Lillian? Is that you?" he asked, shock on his face. "Yes, it's me. Nice to see you again Caius. How have you been doing?"

The two immediately walked forward. Caius gave me a hug while Marcus kissed my hand. "What brings you to Volterra?" Caius asked.

"Well, the truth is that I no longer have anywhere to live. I stayed in France for a few months and when I came back to the Cullen's house, everyone was gone. So I was wondering..."

"Of course you can stay here!" Caius said, smiling gently down at me. "I'll just have Jane take you up to your room and let you get settled." I hugged him and whispered my thanks, then followed Jane out of the room and into the hall. It was a bit awkward in the beginning, I wasn't really sure what to say to her. Thankfully, she spoke first. "So, I was wondering when you would return. I must say though, I thought it would be much sooner than this."

I laughed softly, "Well honestly, I was planning on never coming back at all. But, where else is someone like me supposed to go? I have no family, no money, no job, no anything." I finished lamely.

Jane turned a faced me. I could have swore I saw a flash of sympathy go through her eyes before her glazed look came over her face once more. "Well, here is your room. If you need anything don't be afraid to call down to Gianna and request it." she nodded and started down the hall.

I called my thanks and quietly stepped into the room. It wasn't the same room I had stayed in the last time, but I liked this one much more. Everything was in a light color. Not the dark rich colors that they were before. And also to my surprise, this room was at least two times, if not three times smaller than the first room, which made me immensely happy.

The floors were made of a light wood, and the walls were a dark beige color with white paneling that had gold on the edges and corners. In the center of the back wall was an enormous bed with crème bedding with a large pillow that matched except for the edges which were a light pink. The canopy that covered the entire bed was a light pink, and the same patterned fabric on the bed and was made of satin. The curtains were made to match the canopy and all of the furniture was made out of whitewashed wood and little gold designs all around them. In the center of the room hung a giant crystal chandelier.

Spinning around in awe I noticed that someone had placed my suitcase on the bed. Smiling, I picked it up and lugged it over to the wardrobe in the corner. I pulled open the doors and had to hold back a laugh. Inside were all of the clothing that they had purchased for me... over 90 years ago. They still looked like they were in decent condition, so I'll give them that. I put the rest of my clothing in the wardrobe and dressers in my room then pulled out the rest of my non-clothing items. All I had was my journal, a cell phone, an iPod, my charm bracelet, my little figurine Judith got me, and my locket. Six little items that mean the world to me. Glancing at my watch I noticed that it was nearing midnight and I hadn't eaten since breakfast that morning. Picking up the phone, I looked at the little card and phoned down to the main desk. It rang for a minute until a voice came on. "Hello, this is Gianna speaking. How may I help you?"

"Hi, uh, I was wondering where I could get something to eat here. Or do I just have to order out?" I said, not really sure what it is I should be asking.

"Well, there are kitchens here, but they close for the night at eleven. I'm sure that there are some vending machines though. Other than that, no, there's nowhere in this building you can find something to eat." she said, and I could hear how tired she was.

"Thanks, sorry to disturb you. Have a great night." I said, then set the phone back down. I slipped on my jacket and shoes then headed for the front desk to get a map. Picking one up I flipped it open and found the place the kitchen was located. Hopping on the nearest elevator, I hit the bottom floor button and waited. When I reached the bottom I stepped off and glanced at my map again.

After a few minutes of searching I finally found the room with the sign: Kitchen on it, and opened the door. I had to admit, I was pretty surprised to see an enormous kitchen. I was just expecting a simple stove and counter with a fridge full of blood. Gross. I know I have to drink the stuff to survive, but I still found it disgusting even after my 107 years.

Quickly raiding through the fridge, my assumptions were true. The only thing in there were bags of blood. Shuddering, I closed the fridge and settled on just grabbing a few pieces of fruit and calling it a night.

I had just finished my apple when I reached my room and threw it's core in the trashcan in the corner. Barely conscious, I pulled on a plain white nightgown and crawled into bed. Snuggling under the blankets I drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep.

When I woke up, the sun was shining through my window and hitting me full on the face. Groaning a bit, I rolled out of bed and padded over to the wardrobe. I pulled out a satin purple skirt, and a plain white tank top. Then digging through the bottom, I pulled out a basic pair of strappy black heels. I ran a brush through my hair and put a headband with a bow attached to it in my hair. Slipping on two black and gold bangles, and a vintage looking necklace, I finished putting on some make-up and then skipped out of the door.

Thankfully I remembered where the kitchens were from last night and that was the first place I stopped at. Asking politely, the cooks gave me some scrambled eggs, bacon, and a piece of toast. I ate in there quietly and when I finished I assumed I should probably go and see the leaders for a while.

Wandering around, I made a mental note to remind myself to actually memorize how to get to the throne room. This place was enormous! Finally after about ten minutes of walking down hallways, I spotted a familiar looking set of wooden doors. Sighing in relief, I pulled them open and cautiously walked in. To my surprise, Aro was still not there but the two others were in there seats, and looked like they were in a deep conversation. I walked up to them and immediately they ceased talking and looked at me with surprise in their eyes. Which made me extremely suspicious. "Good morning Caius, Marcus. I trust your night went well." (You know, I still didn't know what to say to a vampire when I see them in the morning. Because "how was your sleep?" doesn't work with them as it does with me.)

Caius nodded and smiled at me. "It was normal. I hope your room is to your liking. I apologize we couldn't give you your old 's currently being occupied at the moment. And that was the quickest we could prepare."

"It's absolutely perfect. I actually enjoy this room much more than my other actually. The last one was a bit too big for me. Thank you though. You have no idea how much this means to me." I said honestly. Marcus flashed me a rare smile "You are quite welcome my dear, I recall that we did say that you were free to return as much as you like" I was about to ask about the whereabouts of Aro but Marcus spoke up again. "Now, I'd hate to be so rude, but we are expecting company from a clan soon and we were wondering if you'd be so kind as to... keep yourself busy for that time it would be greatly appreciated."

I nodded and said my goodbyes then headed back out of the room. Well this is just great, now what am I going to do all day? I thought to myself as I walked back down the hall searching for my room again. I finally gave up the search and started pulling open random doors and hoping that I would get lucky on finding it. I stumbled across three ballrooms, seven dining rooms, a room I'm pretty sure was the security room, a music room and what I assumed to be a lounge.

I reached the last doorway of that hall and pulled it open. Inside was the biggest art studio I had ever seen! The back wall was lined with ceiling to floor shelves full of every paint imaginable. Counters were on the sides and they were filled with jars full of brushes, pencils, and pretty much any other type of writing or drawing material. In the center were easels circled around a platform probably for when there was a model coming in to pose.

Giving out a little girlish squeal, I practically skipped in and picked up a blank canvas and set it on an easel. Quickly getting my desired paints and brushes, I plopped down on the stool and quickly painted out the outline of my work.

I stopped painting well into the night and surveyed my work. In the front stood a couple in front of a large brick building in what seemed to be a bustling town. The man was tall and thin with a thick head of brown wavy hair. A bright smile was on his face and it lit up his chocolate brown eyes. He was dressed in a pair of tan slacks, with a white button downed shirt under a brown waistcoat. His arm was around the shouldes of a woman with golden blonde hair. Her hair was piled up into an nice bun with two curled strands framing her face. She had on a simple light pink gown and white laced gloves covering her hands. Her deep pink lips were up in a smile which hilighted her light blue eyes. Both of the adults had a hand on the shoulders of what looked like it was going to be a little girl. That was all I had been able to accomplish so far. Glancing around for a clock, I noticed that it was already nearing midnight and I should probably be looking for my room soon.

Memorizing my way back to the throne room, I tried to remember how many turns I took to get back to my room and thankfully, it only took me a few moments to find. Trudging over to my closet I threw on another nightgown and was about to crawl into bed when I heard my stomach growl. Groaning, I was afraid I'd have to go all the way down to the kitchens when I spotted a bowl of fruit sitting on one of the tables. Reminding myself to leave a note for whoever left this for me, I picked up an apple and quickly ate before climbing into bed and drifting off to sleep.

(A/N: Hi guys! Sorry I was super late on this one! But I just hit MAJOR writer's block! I don't know what it was but whenever I would come up with an idea, I would completely mess it up! Well anyway, this is what I could manage to scrape out for now. I hope you like it! Where's Aro? I have a feeling that he's going to be showing up soon along with another one of Lillian's love interests! :) Reviews are not required, but are muchly appreciated! Thanks! Kenzie)