War of the Underworlds Chapter 14: Come Home, a twilight fanfic

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Author's Note: Had exams and such all over and I'm back now

Hello world
Hope you're listening
Forgive me if I'm young
For speaking out of turn
There's someone I've been missing
I think that they could be
The better half of me
They're in the wrong place trying to make it right
But I'm tired of justifying
So i say you'll..

[Chorus]
Come home
Come home
Cause I've been waiting for you
For so long
For so long
And right now there's a war between the vanities
But all i see is you and me
The fight for you is all I've ever known
So come home
Oh

[Verse 2]
I get lost in the beauty
Of everything i see
The world ain't as half as bad
As they paint it to be
If all the sons
If all the daughters
Stopped to take it in
Well hopefully the hate subsides and the love can begin
It might start now..Yeahh
Well maybe I'm just dreaming out loud
Until then

[Interlude]
Everything i can't be
Is everything you should be
And that's why i need you here
Everything i can't be
Is everything you should be
And that's why i need you here
So hear this now

Come Home by OneRepublic

BPOV

"I love you."

His words hit me straight in the heart, they were stronger than any punch or wound I had ever experienced. It was too good to be true he had to be lying. There was no way he could respond to my feelings.

"You liar," I whispered under my breath.

I moved away from the wall I had pushed myself into and started to slowly edge my way around the walls towards the door. Edward was sitting on the bed. He had yet to respond to me. When I got to the door Edward grabbed me from the shoulder, turned me back around and held me to door.

"I am not lying," he growled into my face.

"Get off me," I tried to push him off of me but he held me down. Even without hardly any blood in his system his muscles were stronger than mine.

"No you have to listen to me."

I pushed harder his body started to budge a little but he pushed me back.

"You don't know what love is!" I screamed into his face.

"Your right I don't. No one knows what love is."

"Let me go," I moaned.

"Please just listen to me."

I would listen to him but only if he'd let me leave after.

"Then you'll let me go?"

"Then I'll let you go."

He moved me across the room and sat me down on the chair in the corner. I curled myself up in the chair and looked up at Edward who was now pacing around the room. When he saw me watching him he stopped and flicked his messy hair out of his face.

He pinched the bridge of his nose before speaking, "Ever since I can remember my father told me anyone in the Swan covenant was an enemy of mine. I believed him because he's my father. I was brought up to hate you because you where a Swan."

I sighed deeply this all sounded so familiar.

"Then when I saw you at the meeting I had no idea who you where and I thought you were someone's daughter. I thought you were beautiful then when I realised it was you Isabella Swan the girl I tormented through my childhood I felt torn. I shouldn't be looking at you like that you were my enemy yet it hurt me to continue on hating you."

He scratched his left eyebrow before going on, "Then when you got attacked I came here to clear my family name and well when I kissed your palm I felt something. This is going to sound so corny but I felt some kind of electric shock."

I shuffled slightly on the chair still listening to him. This was all becoming so much too much for me to handle. I fiddled with my hair and carefully pinned it behind my ear.

"Anyways when your father invited me here I came and decided to…"

He stopped.

"To?" I asked.

"You listened to me before when I told you I loved you correct?"

"Yeah you said something about tired of staying away from me, listening to you dad, father's not owning us and something else…."

I thought back to the moment.

"Everything. I'm tired of trying to hurt you. I'm tired of staying away from you. I'm tired of listening to what my father wants. He doesn't own me and your father doesn't own you."

Tired of trying to hurt me?

I looked up at him sharply, "You want to hurt me?"

"I did but not now. I don't want to hurt you no more."

"But you did and you say you love me?"

I got up from the chair and started pacing around the room. Edward was watching me unaware of what he could do to make me stop.

"Let me explain," he begged.

"I don't know if I want to know your sick plan.

I wanted to hurt him like he was hurting me. How can you say you love me then say after that you thought about hurting me possibly killing me?

"Please let me finish."

I moved quickly so he couldn't catch me, "I don't want to hear you voice ever again."

I ran quickly out the door and down the corridor I could hear Edward following after me. He kept calling my name begging for me to listen to what he had to say. I just couldn't think everything felt wrong. I got to my bedroom and slammed the door shut making sure to lock it this time. Edward banged on the door calling my name but I refused to listen. I went and found my mp3 player and turned it up the maximum volume. I may have tuned Edward out but I couldn't tune my own heart and thoughts out.

My thoughts drifted to Edward's words. He loved me I knew that for certain I knew it when he said it. I still couldn't get past the fact he wanted to hurt me before, how can you love the person you hate.

He doesn't hate me thought he used to but now he doesn't. How did he fall in love with me? I was an idiot for not letting him finish. I'm pretty sure after what I said he never wants to speak to me again.

I pulled the pillow underneath my head up and covered my face I screamed into it a few times before chucking it into a corner and going back to just laying there.

My eyes followed the floral patterns on my ceiling drawing pictures of patterns I'd never seen before. I drew eyes from the patterns but stopped when it scared me the idea of a thousand eyes staring down on me.

I rolled over and faced down into the pillow.

I was running away, hiding from the truth. I knew why I was hiding it was because the moment I put my faith into the truth the lies would become fake and the world I knew would change.

I had lied to Edward I had feelings for him but I just didn't know what the feelings would lead to. I had plotted to kill Edward and end the war……….kill Edward. I felt a sharp pain in my chest at the very thought of killing him. Then I remembered what Edward had said, "Everything. I'm tired of trying to hurt you. I'm tired of staying away from you. I'm tired of listening to what my father wants. He doesn't own me and your father doesn't own you."

I had been doing the exact same thing Edward had been doing. I had plotted to kill him, which was far worst although I'm sure he thought about killing me too.

"Dam," I smashed my hand into the bed in frustration.

We had been poisoned since birth to hate for no reason. Edward had never done anything wrong to me and I don't think I ever did anything really bad to him. Sure when we were kids I used to annoy him a lot but that was kid's behaviour.

My mum had picked up on my growing feelings for Edward before I fully had. There must be something there. I didn't hate him. I took my headphones out of my ears and listened for Edward at my door. It was silent he must have left. I walked over to the door and opened it. I smelt the air for his scent… nothing. He had left.

I walked slowly down the corridor trying to be a quiet as possible it had got late quickly and it seemed the house was quiet. I found myself in the kitchen with a bottle of warm blood; I was sitting on the table legs crossed trying to keep my thoughts away from Edward.

Ever since he'd told me he loved me I could not get him out of my head. His face when I'd found him on the bathroom floor danced across the room even though he wasn't here. Then his face when he'd told me he loved me his eyes lit up like he had fire burning in his soul. There was a passion there that only he could ever have. I put my bottle down and ran my fingers through my hair. My hair dropped down and trailed to the table. It had grown so much since I'd cut it before maybe more. I wonder if Edward liked long hair.
"Arhhhh," I moaned. "Get out of my head."

I climb of the table and put my feet down to onto the floor. I knew where I was going I had to hear Edward out.

I went up to his room and stood outside it for a while. I wanted to go in but my head told me not too. If I went in what would happen after when I left. What does it mean to love him?

If I loved him what would happen next.

I loved him.

What was going to happen when I stepped through that door? I was opening my heart to him and if his feelings are love for me like I think they are. What's going to happen to us? Would everyone accept us?

Who cares about everyone?
I have to since I'm the princess it's my job to looks after the people in my house. The decision I make affects everyone in my house including my parents.

I pushed open the door for once thinking about what I wanted not what everyone else wanted. This decision was all mine. The lights were turned off I did a quick look around the room, he wasn't here.

Where could he be?

I thought of all the places that we had been together. The most dominant memory was the one in mum's office. Would he really go in there?

My gut told me yes that was where the painting of us was.

I ran as quickly and quietly as my feet would let me towards my mum's art/ study room. I pushed with all my strength on the door it slammed opened hard hitting the wall. I was pretty sure it would leave an indent in the wall but I didn't care. My eyes quickly darted around the main room he wasn't in here. I ran quickly to the office, the door was already open slightly. I went in and found Edward sitting on the side of my mother's desk with about 10 packets of blood torn open and scattered on the floor.

He looked at me before going back to staring at all of my mother's paintings, the one of us and the 17 ones of me.

"Your beautiful," he sighed.

I wanted to say, I'm a vampire where all beautiful but I don't think that's the type of beauty he was on about.

"Can we talk?" I asked. I remained in my same spot not wanting to cross the line.

"You can say anything you like to me," he sighed.

"You drank some blood?"

"Yeah I don't see the point in not eating to stay away from you anymore."

"That's why you weren't eating?"

"Pretty much some technique it didn't help at all. It only made me think about you more than ever."

"Do you still think about me?" I asked with a quiet voice.

"I can't stop," he groaned.

"You make it sound like a bad thing."

"It was to me anyway. You where the enemy but now I hate myself for thinking about hurting you."

"I know the feeling," I whispered under my breath.

"You tried to kill me too?"

He stood up from the table and looked down upon me.

"Yes."

"Yet you ran away from me? Why?"

"I was afraid."

It was that simple I was terrified of what would happen. The future scared me more than I realised.

"Was?"

"I'm not now."

"I'm glad," he smiled.

"Before I say anything else about us there are two things I have to explain, if you'll let me."

"I won't leave or interrupt you. Go ahead."

"You might want to sit down before I go on."

"Alright," he grabbed my hand and pulled my next doors into my mother's drawing room. He sat down on the same chair we had sat on a few hours ago.

"Please start," he smiled at me.

This was the ultimate test of his feelings I was going to tell him about the plot to kill him in full detail and about the wolves. If he loved me he would understand if it was a mere infatuation then he would reject the whole thing and tell my father and his about the wolves. At least that what I thought he would do.

"I told you my plan was to kill you but I want to explain why. Well like you my father taught me to hate you and now that I think about it I have no real reason to hate you. When you first came I felt all the things you felt perhaps maybe even more I don't know."

He laughed, "I doubt that you felt more than I did."

"You done proving your point?"

"Yes," he smiled.

He looked so happy I'd never seen him like this, ever.

"When you got into my carriage after the big council meeting that was the moment I decided I was going to kill. I was full of such hate for you but the more you stayed here the more I began to question if you where really my enemy. I began to see that we are all the same. You where just another Vampire caught up in the battle of our father's fight they didn't need to involve all of us."

I flicked my hair out of face, " So the feelings I felt of hate began to melt away and they where replaced with feelings of love. I didn't realise fully until tonight that I love you."

He got up from the chair and pulled me into his arms, "I love you too."

I wanted to stay in his arms but I still wasn't done with what I had to say.

"Edward wait I'm not done."

He looked me down into the eyes, "what more could you have to say?"

"I know who attacked me."

He stepped back from me sharply, "I know."

"Please don't run like I did let me explain."

"I'm not going to run. I'm not afraid anymore."

He sat back down on the chair and waited for me to continue.

"I was attacked by no one from the Cullen house and no one from the Swan house."

"Ok, so who was it?"

"It was…"

My body stopped sharply as I started to go into a flashback, "It was the man you stopped attacking me at the clearing."

"I know that already."

"He's a werewolf."

Edward looked me dead in the eyes, "A werewolf!"

His voice went as hard as a rock, "You have been keeping this hidden?"

"Yes but I had to because he threatened to hurt my family. I thought I could handle it alone."

"What could have happened if he'd hurt you before I got to you that day? What could have happened if he'd killed you?"

"Your worried about me? Not the wolf?"

"I'm worried for both but you are my priority."

I grabbed hold of him and hugged him tightly; "You still can love me after all that?"

"Of course," he smiled.

"What we going to do now?" I asked.

"Where going to tell our parents. What else where we going to do?"

"We can't tell them they will never let us be together."

"I don't care what they say but I'm not going to lie about us."

"Your sure about this?"

"Trust me?" he asked.

"With my soul," and I kissed him straight on the lips.

We where ready for the storm that was surely coming. For now I had found my true home wherever Edward was I would gladly be.

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