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CHAPTER 11

J.

I had let him take her. She was gone because I didn't do anything to stop him. I could have taken him on, I could have saved her but instead I stood there frozen, like a coward. I didn't care about preparation time or inviting every vampire we knew from across the world. This was going to end now.

"Alice has he done it yet?" I asked as we all gathered in the living room.

"No. He wants to marry her first. He wants her to except him without having to change her memory but if it comes to that he will do it."

"So we have time?"

"They haven't left the airport yet, but by the time we get there they will be gone. If we left soon we might make it before the wedding."

I grabbed my jacket from the lunge and begun walking out the door.

"Jacob! Where are you going?" Bella asked.

"I'm going to go save her. I'm sick of this bullshit of not being able to stop them. This is it, I'm going to Italy, I'm killing these vampires and I'm bringing her home. No more negotiations. No more pretend. It's over."

"Finally!" Emmett cheered, "It's what I have been saying from the start."

Everyone turned to Carlisle.

"We will give them the choice to surrender. If they don't then we will have to fight them."

Suddenly everyone got up and start running about the house. Esme was calling the airline, Bella, Rosalie and Alice began to pack and the guys were talking about a plan.

"What if he has already taken her memories?" I asked.

"And what if she wants to stay with him?" Jasper added.

"Then we have no choice but to leave her there..." Edward finished.

"No!"

"Listen Jacob, we all love her but if we take her away without her permission, she'll never come back."

I turned away and put my hands on my head.

"I hate that fucking bloodsucker and his stupid fucking riddles."

"The curse of three is upon me, yet it curses those who I will to overlook. Three strikes and you're out but still with a breath just that your mind will never forget. If he takes her memory from her again, then she will never remember!" Edward shouted, "I finally get it!"

"I don't?" I turned back around.

"Three strikes and you're out but still with a breath?"

"So once he does it again she will never remember?"

No one answered me.

Everyone stopped packing, talking and running around.

We had to get there now.

R.

I tried to sleep for most of the plane trip because every few seconds Alexander would turn and look at me. I couldn't stand it when he looked at me. I told myself that this was the right thing to do. My family would be safe and that was the most important thing.

If they came after me... well my memory would have been taken away for the third and final time. They could return to their normal lives without me always putting them in danger and ruining everything.

Alexander smiled at me one last time before I fell asleep.

"Nessie," Alexander nudged me gently, "We've landed."

I looked out the window to find the aeroplane was a runway and almost all the passengers had left.

"We've got a few more hours in a car though," he added.

"I know. I didn't forget that much," I answered back harshly. His face fell. Just because I accepted my fate didn't mean I had to be happy about it.

Demetri put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a frustrated look.

"The werewolf is coming for her. He won't give up." Alexander looked at me.

"Once I implant memories and they see how happy she is, they'll have no choice but to leave."

"Implant memories?" I repeated.

"Darling, you didn't think I was going to start from scratch once I took your memories away? My gift extends both ways. I can make you remember a life you never had; a life with me."

I looked away almost in tears.

"But it wouldn't be me! It would be some disturbed version of me!"

"Any version of you would be better than one in love with a werewolf."

"But I thought if I just cooperated and did as you said you would leave my memories?"

"But you would never love me. You're so in love with that dog it's almost sickening to watch, really. It's in your eyes. Anyway it is time to go. We have a wedding to plan!"

Now it wasn't just that I would lose Jacob, I would lose myself as well. My family were on their way to fight for a girl, that soon they wouldn't have a clue who she was.

We left the airport in black Mercedes and sped off on the highway, heading for my prison. He still looked at me, those red eyes making me angrier than I ever had been.

"I have two conditions if you want me to marry you."

"They are..." he said.

"One, I will not drink from a human. Two, If my family come for me you let go free."

"Trust me, your family will leave willingly after they see how happy I have made you. I promise you will not have to drink off humans, or watch us kill them. I want you to be happy with me," he said grabbing a strand of my hair and tucking it behind my ear, "No one has ever loved me like that, I want you to."

That almost made me feel sorry for him, until he added:

"Well of course you'll love me after the memories I give you."

I scowled at him.

"What happened to your family?" I asked attempting to change the subject.

"I don't have one, other than Leon. But even he doesn't love me," he replied simply.

I knew why he would want a wife, someone to be always there for him. Someone to rely on but this was the wrong way to go about it. How could I learn to respect him after he takes away the thing that means the most to me?

"What is it like to be loved by someone?" he asked.

"It's beautiful. It's like they have a piece of you, so even if you're not together, somehow they are still with you."

He turned his head to look outside.

"You know," he said with a sigh, "If there was a way that you could love me without me having to take your memory and implant a new one I would, but it's obvious that you love him too much."

I didn't respond. I had a lot of sympathy for him. I could tell that there was a lot of history behind him and his family that was partly to blame for everything that would happen. Perhaps if there was someone that truly loved him, he could be a better person or vampire.

The car began to slow as we began to climb the hill on which stood Volterra. Home sweet Home.