AN: I have been itching to put up this chapter but wouldn't let me log in at all. Thank the lord I can now. And can post this up. But I did get a little break. I did a lot of thinking. And absolving. Victoria, Bella and Edward POV.
BTW, I do not own twilight or any of the characters, but Stephenie Meyers does.
Victoria POV
She would burn for three days. Like a disease silently festering beneath her skin. The venom would take over. Filling into her blood and transforming her into a beautiful siren. I had to stay with her, I watched her change. I left twice to hunt. But quickly returned to her side. My train of thought was interrupted by her telephone and answering machine. Her phone rang often. No one stopped to check in on her. Yet, she had no husband. I spent the days reading her diary. Admiring her. Learning of her past life. Fresh out of college. Her living room was full of photos; Her graduation from high school. Her graduation from college: Each her smiling brightly holding her diploma for all to see. Educated. A family portrait. Her at the bottom, surrounded by a sister and brother. Her brother lived in Seattle and her sister was abroad in France. It meant nothing anymore. She had me. Her new sister. While alone, I got a better look at her closet. Stylish clothing. Very feminine. I tried on her pants and shirts looking for an outfit complementary to my new family member. My new lifestyle. I finally settled on a peasant top. Detailed in blue. A pair of fairly new blue jeans. And no shoes. I had lived so long with the outfit I was wearing. My feet felt better bare. She awoke in frenzy. I was still standing at the closet when she jumped into the air. Couching into a low pounce. I spoke cautiously. "Faith. It's me Victoria. Your sister. " She looked confused. "My sister?" She echoed. Her voice has changed gracefully during the change. Each letter and syllable, a beautiful reverberation of sounds. She straightened her posture. Examining me. "Let me explain" I murmured. "This life is easy. We have one instinct that is different than average. Me and you, We will start a coven. A family. And live like every other human. The only difference between me and them… " I was cut off. "Human?" she questioned. "So I am a vampire? Well why aren't I thirsting for blood?" her voice tinged with sarcasm. She wasn't thirsting at the sound of blood? Where is the burning sensation in her throat? The dry gasping. The pain. I placed my hand on her throat. Staring blankly into her crimson eyes. Reminiscing on the tranquil shade of blue they once were. "You're not thirsty?"
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Bella POV
I awoke Monday morning in Alice's bed. She was sitting at her desk smiling. "Good morning sunshine!" Alice called from the computer. She furiously flicked in the last few words. Getting up from her seat. Leaving the room and arriving minutes later with a tray. I sat up from the bed as she sat the tray on my lap. A bowl of brightly colored cereal "I hope you like fruit loops?" Alice questioned. I nodded. Taking a bite. "Emmett suggested them. I made the wrong decision of letting him do the grocery shopping. Everything he bought was very colorful and sweet. If Rosalie wouldn't have forced him to buy the basics. We would have a lifetime supply of fruit loops, lucky charms, and donut holes." She chuckled. I nearly spit my food back into the bowl. The idea of Emmett's grizzly body behind a tiny shopping cart. Grabbing colorful boxes off the shelf. She continued her clicking on the computer. And turned the screen into my view. "That is what you're wearing today. I planned out every outfit for the next three weeks." She smiled. I studied the object on the screen with more detail. And choked up more food. A khaki skirt and trendy, red, lightweight, halter top. What really caught my attention was the peep toed red espadrilles. I protested "Alice, I can't wear that to school, dress code!" On top of that, how was I going to walk. "I checked all the policies, you can wear it." I sat my tray on the end table. Standing up and jumping into standing position. I took a step nearly slipping on the rug in front of me. And landed on the bed with a loud thud. "And about the shoes, wedges are much easier than stilettos. To the bathroom please." She smiled, opening the door.
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She dressed me up like a Barbie doll. Just So I could have my leg broken off. She curled my hair to perfection. Each lock fell around my face beautiful. Alice was an artist. It was easier knowing none of the Cullens would be at school. It was particularly sunny. But it was harder knowing when I came face first with the concrete, no one would be there to save me. No Edward to protect me from the inevitable. I realized how much I needed him. The day seemed excruciating long. Each class a blur. A mindless chatter. Annoyed by mike. Who was more than grateful was back to have lunch with him. Jessica spent the entire lunch period muttering under her breath. "Why is she sitting here today?" "No boyfriend to swoon at today" I was more than inspired at her enthusiasm to have me around. Alice picked me up 10 minutes before school ended. Allowing enough time for an unseen getaway. We arrived at the house. My hotel for the next 3 weeks, Alice called it. As I walked into the door, I heard sweet music coming from the piano. Edward was playing again. He had time now. Now that he wasn't protecting me.
Alice grabbed my backpack. And left my presence. I stood in awe at the melody he was playing. I walked toward the sound. Almost in a trance. To be stopped by Emmett, holding a box of fruit loops. "Did you like my breakfast choice?" He was ecstatic. I nodded, walking toward the sound once more. The enticing harmony stopped. I stood in the hallway waiting for the sound to start again. He came into view, There he was. Sitting at the piano. So beautiful. I wanted to tell him to keep playing. I wanted to tell him I love him. I'm sorry. I need him. I have to have him. I couldn't bring myself to move. I didn't know if my shoes were melting to the floor at the sound of his song. Or if it was my conscience telling me you cant hurt him anymore. I murmured to myself " I was his burden." His head snapped around at the sound of my words. He stood up from the piano. His eyes burning with sorrow. I could see into his soul. He was empty. He walked toward me. I felt cold hands go around my waist. He was holding me. Carrying me. Where? I closed my eyes savoring his image. Him standing at the piano. Appealing to my nature, his face, his talent, his voice, I needed him. I opened my eyes and was in Alice's room. I searched frantically looking for him. Where did he go? I heard loud banging downstairs and the rustling of bodies. "Alice, what happened?" She turned to me, her eyes filled with disappointment. "I took you upstairs, so we could get ready." I nearly shouted. "Ready for what?!" I needed to feel him around me. I thought he was holding me. I needed him to hold me. Alice smiled, shaking off her disappointment. "We're playing hooky tomorrow."
"We are not playing hooky! Why'd you take me away?" I screamed. "Now, what is going on downstairs?"
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Edward POV
I felt myself falling apart. She was almost here. She was almost in my arms. I could have had her back. If she knew that song was for her. Each note, each melody, exquisite and unique. Like her. She was torn away from me. I couldn't apologize. I wasn't allowed to approach her. I was separated from her. My sanity disappeared. As I tore into the piano. Smashing each key into dust. My piano. All the time I spent at this chair was of waste. Without Bella. Without her to play for, I was nothing. I felt Emmett's hands latch on to my arms . Wrenching me from the dismembered instrument. Esme walked in, accessing the damage to the piano. My piano. "It's beyond repair, Jasper, take your brother out. And Emmett will dispose of this for me." Emmett released his hold. And jasper followed me into the forest. I ran at unlikely speeds. I doubt he would be able to keep up. As my feet grazed the ground, each step calmed my mood. My meadow. A place of perfection. I stopped in the center of my personal haven. Jasper halting beside me. My thoughts translated into words "I need to talk to Bella, to tell her how I feel. I would do anything. I would do anything in my power so she could hear my heartbeat. But I don't have that choice. I have one option left. The option I feared most. Alice's predicted conclusion."
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