Chapter Eleven
"ED-HEART! ED-HEART!" I heard Vuela scream. She emerged from the forest and jumped right into my arms. I could feel her heart pumping against my chest. She couldn't even stand, her legs buckled under her. I swept her sweat matted hair away, shocked that she had run here.
"Take me with you!"
"Vuela…"
"Take me with you!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.
"Vuela go home, look at what you have done!" Lorent scolded.
"She doesn't need to be yelled at right now! Can you breath, are you okay?!"
"Ta- ta- ta" she couldn't even say 'take' because of her gasps.
"Breath, slowly. In….out. In….out." She forced her lungs to expand to let in deep breaths, inhaling loudly, and let it out slowly.
"engh, I'm coming with you….I don't want to stay here, I want to go where ever you go…"
"But-"
"People have left before and nothing will happen if I leave, there's no reason why I can't!" Quite honestly, I wanted her to come home with me.
"Vuela if you no longer want to look after the swans-"
"It's not that Lorent, I just can't say goodbye."
"I can't leave her either." I blurted out.
"Edward…"James started.
"Well we're married right? So why not?"
"Yes, like the swan children we are, we mated like swans so we are married and mated. I could be pregnant now,"
"You can't-"
"We're both white!" I said, interrupting him.
"That may be true and if so then Aid-heart must stay."
"But I want to see his world like he saw mine so I am going." Vuela insisted.
"Without saying goodbye to the others?"
"They were still asleep, it couldn't be helped."
"I can't say goodbye to another child but I cannot stop you, I won't dare. Take care of your sister as you have here, and Aidheart?"
"Y-yes, sir?"
"…visit us again." he said with a melancholic smile.
"We certaintly will. Here," I pulled my shirt off and gave it to Vuela. The men on the motorboat were staring at her body. She pulled it on and I lifted her onto the boat.
With the help of the organization James worked for, Vuela was able to have a work visa under the guise that she was learning how I lived to pass it on to her tribe. She would learn more english and have basic medical training from my father, Dr. Cullen. I was happy to pull out my credit card to pay for our extended stay at a nearby hotel until everything was settled, and our flights to my country.
It was sudden so I worried about whether or not my Dad would go along with it but he agreed, under the condition that Vuela, or 'Bella' as her papers said, actually learned that basic medical training.
"I'm nervous but I can't wait to meet your family!"
The most awkward thing I had experienced to date, was buying Vuela bras and underwear. Buying her a few summer dresses was much more pleasant. Naturally she chose 'yellow like the sun', 'blue like the sky', 'white like the swans', and 'green like the forest'. She didn't really like the sandals I got her, they felt weird to her, but they didn't hurt like the concrete did. I told her there was a lot of concrete where I lived and I worried she would change her mind.
During the days we stayed in the hotel, I taught her a few things like 'we never, ever walk around naked' and 'we use these: forks and spoons to eat'. She also inched her body closer to me, little by little. By the time we left, so I didn't lose her in the crowd, we were holding hands. She said she liked it a lot, t felt like I would take her every where and not leave her behind for days at a time like when the men went hunting.
"So this metal bird flies?"
"Yes, we will arrive at another islannd very far from here." She looked out the window.
"And no one will know I'm a wild person?"
"No one but my family, and believe me: they won't care. It will be as if they've forgotten, and you won't be an orphan anymore either."
"You mean we'll be getting married?"
"If you think you can live in my world then yes."
AN: Prolgue and that is all. Until I write Tribal Wife with a vampiric and burly, scary Edward.