Chapter Eleven
**Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight characters. Stephenie Meyer is the sole owner of the Twilight series.
"I guess if I'm going to be living with you guys, I'm going to have to get the stuff from my house…and I guess I need to put that up for sale, too."
Carlisle nodded in agreement. "I can easily get your house up for sale. Do you want to go get your stuff now? And I can send someone with you."
I narrowed my eyes. "Someone as in who?"
"Alice or Emmett or someone. It's up to you."
"And I'm guessing you're not letting me go by myself because you're afraid I might go on another massacre or you're afraid I might leave again?"
He laughed. "I was thinking more along the lines that you might need someone to help you with all your stuff."
"Can I stop to get a quick bite to eat on the way?"I flashed him a toothy grin.
Carlisle's face got even paler if that's possible. "No. You've had enough to eat to last you a few weeks."
"What!" I exclaimed in mock disappointment. "Aw, come one. That's so not fair."
"Sorry, Bella. My house, my rules."
"My life, my rules." I gave him a steady glare that he matched for a good minute or so.
"If you can just wait until we move…" He sighed. He didn't like this at all, did he? I found enjoyment in his distress.
"Oh, when are we moving? And where are we going? Can I call dibs on the best room?"
Carlisle seemed shocked by my outburst. Surprised I'm not completely gone, yet? Surprised I can still be a whiny, needy adolescent? Surprised I'm still selfish in wanting only the best? I could see the look in his eyes. He was trying to figure out how to tread all this carefully. Should he let me get what I want and then I'll feel like they're trying to include me as part of the family or not? Come on, Carlisle, you know you want to make me happy and give me what I want.
"You know what. Let's make a deal, okay?"
"Like that television show? I don't know about this…"
Carlisle held up both hands. "No tricks here. Just a simple deal. If I let you have the first pick of the rooms in the new house, then you'll only drink blood I get from the hospitals for a while."
My mouth dropped open in horror. "Hell no! I'd rather live in the basement than having to give up the thrill of the hunt!"
Carlisle winced. "I understand."
No you don't. You're a doctor. You're supposed to say that to make a person feel better. Well, you know what. I'm not buying it. You so do not understand where I'm coming from. I can see it in your eyes. You think I'm a monster. You're hoping you can fix me.
"I still feed every few days and I get my choice of a room in the new house." So what if I'm demanding. I know what I like and what I want. I'm not going to back down either. "I'm hard-headed. You should just give me what I want. Or I can leave and continue the lifestyle I've been following these past few years."
I stood from my chair, knowing that he wouldn't let me just leave after everything. But I had to pretend that I might go so I can reinforce my demand.
"Alright, Bella. You win. But remember my main rule. When you go hunting, someone has to go with you."
"Got'cha." I headed toward the door.
"Oh, hey. One more thing…"
I didn't even bother to turn around.
"Play nice, okay? I know you still have very strong feelings towardsmy family…"
Who wouldn't after what you put me through? I turned my head to give him a sugar-coated smile. "Of course. I've forgiven you-" Lie. "—just don't bother me and I won't bother you guys."
"Understood."
Three days later, I was walking to my new room. The other Cullens hadn't arrived yet except for Carlisle so the house was pretty quiet. Good, just the way I like it. No one to annoy the hell out of me as I organize my room.
My room was actually really nice. It was huge and open. Windows in the back of the room allowed a significant amount of light to shine in. The walls were a soft brown color that made me feel all warm and snug. So cliché, though. I had a queen-sized bed against the wall- the canopy kind. I know I don't sleep, but hey, relaxing is always fun. My favorite part of the room was the rows and rows of shelves which will all be used for books. There was also a nice sized desk facing the open windows.
This was a pretty cool set up, in my opinion. Why not live in style while I'm working on my revenge? But I still had a bunch of boxes cluttering the floor that needed to be unpacked.
A few hours into the unpacking, I heard the procession of cars drive up. One…Two…Three…Four…Yup, that's all of them.
A really annoying, sickening feeling filled my stomach. Was I nervous? No. Why the heck would I be nervous? I'm just living with my nemesis and his family. No big deal about that. I'm just living with these people so I can plot and act out my revenge. No problem. I have to face the guy I was supposed to be with forever everyday now…while he's with his new blonde play thing. At the mere thought of Edward and that thing, revulsion filled inside of me.
Why her? What's so special about her? She seems to have the personality of a wooden board. None, whatsoever. And she's a blonde. Edward likes girls with dark hair, right? And she's way too clingy. And for a vampire she isn't totally gorgeous. She's nothing compared to me, right?
I went over to my mirror and stared at myself. My hair's lustrous and long and gorgeous. Any guy would be lucky to run his fingers through it. I have curves in all the right places, too. My lips are full- kissable, some might say. Yes, and they're the perfect shade of red-ish pink, and no lipstick would be able to compare to the color. My eyes are amazing. It's rare for someone to see my eyes at such a stunning red color. Although, the brightness of the color is beginning to fade… I'm going to need to feed sometime soon.
And sometime soon is going to be tonight. I've already discussed it with Carlisle, and he agreed to let me go as long as I had someone with me. Since Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, and Bennett are all going hunting tonight…that only leaves three people left. Carlisle, Esme, or Edward. And I already know who I'm going to choose.
Of course, I'd pick Edward. Why? Because killing a human being right in front of his eyes is going to be quite interesting. I know it'll make him cringe, and it'll make him mad. But the fun part about it is that he can't do anything about it. He'll just have to sit and watch. And I'll get to watch the revulsion play out across his face. He'll have to watch me tear open the flesh of a living human. He'll have to listen to my prey scream. He'll have to watch as I suck the life away from the boy….
A small knock at my door broke me from the daydream. "What do you want?" I snarled. There was a reason I chose the third floor of the house. The third was away from everyone. And it was the only room on the floor. So someone would really have to come out of their way to make a visit. And I chose this room because I want my privacy…I don't want to be bothered.
"Can I come in?" Alice called from the other side of the door.
"I guess," I mumbled. I wanted to say no. But hey, maybe she's got something good to tell me.
She came in at a very hesitant pace. "You have a really nice room. Do you need help setting it up?"
"No." I tried to be as cold as possible. No feelings. No emotions. No facial expressions. No hint that I care. I just want her to leave already.
She perched on the edge of my bed. "Okay. If you're sure."
I watched her intently. What was she doing here? I didn't invite her to sit on my bed.
"Look, I know this is really awkward. I honestly wish things could have happened differently, but you can't change the past, you know? And I just want to say, even though things have been difficult for all of us- especially you- I'm glad to you're here…with us. I'm hoping that one day…things can be okay between us. Back to like they used to be."
"Things can never be like they used to be. I was human back then."
Alice nodded solemnly. "I understand." She got quiet for a few minutes and I expected her to leave. Of course, she didn't. "Bella, I know what you're planning. I know you want revenge in any possible way you can get. Trust me. I'd probably be in the same boat as you. I was for a while, too. I wanted Edward to suffer because it wasn't fair what he did to you. He loved you, yet he left you because he thought it was the only way to keep you safe. But he was wrong and very, very stupid. It was a mistake. And he's too stubborn to admit it. But don't you think you're taking this to the extreme? I understand you were hurt, but isn't this a little much?"
I stared at her. "Revenge is revenge. I'm going to get it for as long as I want and as much as I want. I'm a vampire now. Nothing's too extreme for me anymore."
With that, I turned my back on her and began unpacking the box closest to me. I waited until the door clicked shut behind her before I slouched down to the floor. She was on to me. But she wasn't stopping me. A smile formed on my lips. I wonder how much she'll let me get away with before I bring them all to a breaking point. I'm a handful. And the Cullens have no idea what they've gotten themselves into by inviting me to live here.
**Hope this chapter was good! I'd have to say it's not my best chapter. I'm just trying to fill in details here and there so the story can make more sense in the upcoming chapters. More to come soon! How about 12 for 12? Twelve reviews for chapter twelve. Thanks!**