Yay! I uploaded like I said I would! On time as well... No ridicuously long wait... I think this is a record for me...
I just hope I havn't lost all of you lovely readers...
Anyway, heres the next chapter.
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I DON NOT OWN TWILIGHT! SM DOES! I ONLY OWN THE NON-RECOGNISABLE CHARACTERS!
Previously;
After all I'm just essentially a human, a human who knows to much, and we all know to well what happens to humans who know too much. They're killed.
It had only been a few hours since the thought had circulated through every bodies mind; each having to process it in their own way. Esme took to trying to be super-mum to everybody, not that she wasn't before, but she had took it to the extreme. My mum just kind of lingered in mine and Nessie's vicinity, making sure we were always in her sight at a moments notice and part of her concentration was always focused on us. Obviously Jacob was with Nessie. I couldn't really hear what they were talking about but I kept catching snippets along the lines of "I'm not going to leave you" and other too romantic sayings, that to be honest i didn't really want to listen to.
I had taken to sitting on the decking outside of the back patio doors. Wallowing in my own self pity of the prospect of being killed by the infamous Volturi, I couldn't think of anything else. Nothing. Never mind how much I tried to push away the dark, and frankly terrifying, thoughts of what would happen when they got here, they simply just wouldn't go. I suppose it's akin to that game you play where you are told a word you are not allowed to think of, and the more you try not to think of that word, the harder it becomes to not think of it.
Why wouldn't the Volturi just realise that I'm no danger to them or their secret? Even though it may not be quantifiable enough to see, I am still slightly stronger than the average girl of my age, weight and height.
But would they Volturi look past that? Would they still see me as a girl that knew to much and posed a threat to the very being of their species, a threat that they would have to destroy immediately?
I was just going round in circles with my train of thoughts. A never ending circle that would continue until disrupted by an exterior force.
"Should I be that distraction then?" My dad's unmistakable voice came from directly behind me. I had not heard him approach, so jumped when he had spoken. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
"No worries." I replied down hearted. "I supposed I needed it really. Like you said, you were my distraction." I offered him a sad smile.
Silently, he walked forward and sat down next to my side and lent back on his hands, copying my exact position. Even from where I was sitting I could still feel the coldness radiating off of his skin, it was comforting. It reminded me of when I was younger, when he and my mum would sit on either side of my bed and read me my favourite book.
"Louis Sachar's, Holes." Smiling, he stared off into the distance clearly remembering his own version of the memory.
"Not exactly an appropriate book for a six year old is it?" I asked, looking into his face. The sun had made an appearance from behind the clouds and shone down onto my dad. He lit up into a million tiny, yet still all dazzling, diamonds. No matter how many times I see my family like this, It is something I doubt I will ever get used to.
"Well, you wasn't exactly the average six year Olivia."
"You think the Volturi will realise that?" I stared down at my hands in my lap, suddenly finding them fascinating. He didn't answer, only remained silent which didn't exactly easy any of my worries. What would happen if they decided not to kill me, but decided to take me back to Volterra to keep me as some sort of human slave; chaining me up at night and never allowing me to see any form of day light again.
"We won't let that happen. We won't let anything happen to you." My dad, for all intensive purposes, growled.
"What happens if they attack without warning though?"
"We won't let anything happen to you Olivia." His dark eyes were hard and cold as they looked into my own hazel ones. He would need to hunt soon; the whole family would need to hunt soon, even Nessie, so that their strength was at it's highest to be prepared for any eventuality. "You need to understand we will all protect you. You are special Olivia, and so is you're sister. If they feel to see that fact then we will have to resort to any means of protecting you and Nessie from any harm."
"But I'm not like Nessie. I'm not like any of you guys," Before I could finish what I was saying he held his hand up to my chin and closed my mouth.
"Don't say anything of the sort. You are part of this family, are you not?" I nodded, "Then you are special." He smiled his famous crooked smile at me, "Whether you like it or not."
"I certainly could think of worse families to be a part of in this situation; like the Hilton's." Half way through though, my dad's head snapped towards the house and froze, clearly listening to somebodies thought or one of Alice's visions.
"Dad?.." Looking between him and the house to see if I could see any change in his posture, expression or manner or any type of movement within the house.
"Dad, what is it?" Suddenly though, he was gone. Disappeared into nothingness. Realising he had left using his vampire speed, I stood up and made to follow in his path. It must have been something relatively important for him to react in such a way. Could it have been Alice had seen the true reason as to why the Volturi were really come to visit us? Was my thought about them killing me been finalised in the minds of the leaders of the coven? It couldn't have been though, as they don't realise that I'm not like my family in that way; well I don't think they do anyway, so they have no plans to destroy me as of yet, and hopefully it remain that way.
Walking back into the house, the too fast conversations between individual family members made it to my human ears, unable to understand and process what they were saying to each other. Apparently Alice had had a vision, made clear by the fact that everybody was stood around her in the kitchen, with Jasper holding his hand on her shoulder like he does every time she has a vision and my dad stood directly in front of her face seeing every image that passes through her mind as the vision unravels it's self.
I just stood quietly at the door to the kitchen, unknowing as to whether they had noticed my presence or not already.
"Tomorrow?" My dad finally whispered, instantly silencing everyone in the room. The vision Alice was experiencing had finally become obvious to those not gifted in that capacity.
"What does that mean Alice?" He asked worriedly, his voice strained, desperate for any kind of reasonably answer.
"I don't know Edward, I only saw what you saw." Alice's bell like voice chimed apologetically for not knowing more.
"Will someone just explain what the hell is going on!" Emmett roared while he was pacing up and down the length of the kitchen.
"Tomorrow." Alice repeated my dad's earlier words, "They're coming tomorrow." With a furrow in her brow, she turned head towards me, acknowledging my presence. Her short, spiky hair staying perfectly in place as she swung her head around.
"Alice, can you be certain of this?" Carlisle asked, his authoritative, yet kind, voice commanding all attention.
"You know how my visions work Carlisle, the majority of times they are correct."
"Not always though." My dad contradicted.
"No not always, but like I said the majority of time they are correct Edward. I'm pretty sure on this occasion, something as important as this, they will be correct." Alice replied exasperated.
"We cannot afford to be 'pretty sure' on this..."
"Arguing will get us no where," My mum interrupted before my dad had the chance to speak any further, "We all know how the Volturi reacted to all the wolves and other vampires being there last time, why don't we try that again?" My mum asked the whole group, looking each of us in the eye at one point or another.
"We don't have time to rally everyone together like we did last time." Jasper shot the idea down kindly before any more could be thought of it.
"But the wolves will still all be there won't they?" She asked Jake.
"Of course we will. Most of them are gagging for a fight anyway."
"This is not a game Jacob." My dad scolded Jake harshly, whilst narrowing his eyes at him.
"We will need to formulate some sort of a plan." Carlisle reasoned, "Nessie, Olivia, it is late, why don't you go up to bed. You will need all your energy for tomorrows events."
I will admit, I was tired. Shattered, actually. But I wanted to stay downstairs, I wanted to contribute to the plan, I wanted to do all tat I could to help everyone in this family as I knew I would be of little use tomorrow.
"Go." My dad said quietly in my ear, pushing me gently in the direction of the stair case at the same time.
Raising my hand, as if to say good night to my family, I made my way up the staircase and into my bedroom. Falling heavily onto my double bed, not even bothering to get undressed in to my night clothes, I closed my eyes and tried to rub away the headache that was threatening to raise it's ugly head.
Tomorrow? Why would they decide to come so soon? Had they received a new piece of information from a source? All I knew was that I had to quickly accept the fact that there was a probability that tomorrow was the last day I would spend with my family.
The fact that there was a probability that tomorrow was the last day I would be alive.
Well a date has been set for their arrival!
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