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"Edward!"
I stopped in my tracks as the long absent face emerged from the kitchen.
"Renee, what are you doing here?" She ran across the hallway and engulfed me into a hug.
"I can't believe your alive!" She sobbed into my ear. I shifted under her grip and she released me.
"What do you mean?" I looked at her in utter confusion. A growl escaped her clenched lips as her postured stiffened.
"Edward!" I turned to the open door where Jackie was standing.
"What is she doing here?" Renee growled. "This is our territory."
"Excuse me for making sure some vengeful leech wasn't sucking his blood." Jackie spat.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean," Jackie took three long strides into the house, taking position besides me, "some vampire is hellbent of killing Edward cause you and your family killed his mate!"
"James?" Renee questioned me. I nodded.
"Can I speak to you a minute in the kitchen, Edward?" I nodded as I followed Jackie towards the kitchen. I turned back to Renee. "Can you give us a minute please." Renee did not look happy but nodded her head and disappeared.
"How many of them are back?" She questioned as she leaned against the island.
"Just Renee." Though I hoped she did not come alone. Jackie nodded, keeping quiet as she thought.
"Is she staying?" I wanted to answer "yes," but I had no idea if this was the case.
"I'm not sure." I whispered.
Jackie pushed herself off the island and stepped towards me, closing any possible distance between us.
"You scared me today. I thought I lost you." I looked at her and smiled.
"It's going to take a lot more then a cliff and some water to get rid of me." I chuckled.
"I don't want to loose you Edward." She looked up into my eyes. "Nayeli." She whispered as her lips met mine. Our lips slowly caressed one another until we were broken apart by the ringing of the house phone. "Damn it." Jackie muttered as she reached for the phone.
I stood there in shock, unsure if what I think had happened just did. I kissed my best friend. There was something inside me, that felt good that I had, yet, there was something holding me back. It felt unnatural.
"Hello?" I watched Jackie's body tense as the voice on the other end responded. "I'm sorry they're attending a funeral." She spat before slamming the phone back into the holder.
"Jackie, who was that?" Her body began convulsing as she headed for the back door. "Jackie!" I grabbed her wrist. "Who was that?" I tried to look into her eyes but she turned away.
"I have to go." She pulled her arm from my grip and disappeared.
"Now that the dog's gone we need to talk." Renee lingered in the doorway of the kitchen. She took my hand and led me into the living room, taking a seat on the couch, pulling me down next to her.
"Why are you here? And why did you think I was dead?"
"Your family's at a funeral, how come your not there?" She asked, evading my question.
I closed my eyes in frustration as I remembered where Carlisle and everyone had gone. "Um, yeah. One of the doctors at the hospital died. He was a good friend of the family. I didn't feel like going." I watched her eyes widen as she inhaled a short breath in shock. "This has something to do with you thinking I was dead, doesn't it." Her head fell into her hands. "Renee, what's going on?"
"Bella thinks your dead." She dryly cried.
"What?" I barked out a disbelieved laugh. "Why would she think that?"
"She had a vision of your whole family at a funeral and you were missing. She thought it was you." She taught I died?
I was about to bombard Renee with more questions when her cellphone rang. Freakin phones always interrupting!
"Charlie, what's going on?" Renee asked panicked. I strained to listen to Charlie reply but with no luck.
"What?" She screeched. "When?" She paused as Charlie spoke. My heart began beating ten times faster as I knew something was wrong. And I had an idea of who was in trouble. "I'll stop her." Renee flipped the phone shut and turned to me.
"Edward, Bella's going to kill herself." I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out.
Why would she ever kill herself?
"What?" I stuttered.
"She thinks your dead and she wants to die too." My brain was still trying to play catch up and Renee talked a mile a minute. "We have to stop her." She took my hand and dragged me out of the house and to her car. I stood staring at the cherry red door as Renee opened the driver's side.
"Edward, what are you doing? Get in!" She ordered.
Everything was wrong; Bella should not be dying, she had no reason too. And how would I even help? Bella didn't love me anymore. There would be nothing I could do to stop her.
But none of that mattered. Because a world where Bella didn't exist would be hell; whether she was in my arms or in someone else's, it wouldn't matter. Whether I made a difference or not, I had to try. I had to fight for Bella one last time.
Without hesitation I opened the door and got in.
"So what's the plan?" I questioned Renee as we sped to Seattle International Airport.
"Bella is going to Volterra. She is going to ask the Volturi to end her life. We have to get to her before she gets to them. You have to be the one to stop her. Your the only one she won't see coming. She'll rush into it if she knows we're there to stop her." I nodded my head and kept quiet.
When we arrived at the airport, Charlie was waiting with three tickets in hand.
"Nice to see you again, Edward." He smiled. "Though under better circumstances would have been nice." I only replied with a nod as we departed to our gate.
The entire 13 hour plane ride was silent. Renee and Charlie sat together, their hands intertwined as they worried for their daughter. I could not find the will to sleep. My mind drifted between thought of seeing Bella again. And worst thoughts of her dead. Another thought passed my mind; If we were to succeed and stop Bella, would I be able to walk away from her?
It was a grueling plane ride.
When we touched down, Charlie ran out to get us a car. Renee and I waited under the shade of the overhang until a yellow 911 turbo Porsche pulled up. The tinted window rolled down and revealed Charlie.
"I hope your not opposed to grand theft auto, Edward." I smirked.
"Not today." Renee hoped in the back seat while I took the passenger.
"Bella was flying in from Brazil so we shouldn't be too far behind her. I doubt she was in the same rush we are now." Charlie mentioned as the red speed needle clicked pass 135. I held onto my seatbelt and prayed we would make it in time.
An hour and a half later we were pulling into a hilltop city, fortified by high walls and towers. The Porsche slowed as it rounded the curvy roads. Charlie slammed on the breaks as a man stepped in front of the car. He looked at the windshield, trying to see inside. The man adjusted his sunglasses and walked to the driver's side and tapped on the window. Charlie grumbled but rolled down the window.
"Ciao. Posso aiutarla?" Charlie spoke. I had no idea what he was saying.
"Mi spiace sir ma le strade sono chiuse. Il Saint Marcus giorno sono in corso e feste non sono ammessi nelle automobili Plaza. Sto andando ancora chiederle di ruotare attorno." The officer responded.
Renee leaned over the seat and whispered in my ear, "Edward, you need to get out of the car now. Run towards the plaza and look for the clock tower. If you can't find it ask, 'Dov'è la torre dell'orologio?' and someone will point you in the right direction. Now go!" I unclipped my seatbelt and ran from the car.
I ran through the winding streets, praying that they would lead me to the clock tower. My heart thudded in my chest and my feet pushed me faster. I kept repeating "Dov'è la torre dell'orologio" over and over again so I would not forget it.
I came to a plaza, filled in a sea of red. Everywhere I looked, red clouded my vision. I stared searching for the clock tower, but couldn't see anything over the crowds. A man walked by me and I grabbed his arm.
"Dov'è la torre dell'orologio?" I pronounced each word as best I could. The man looked at me for a moment, trying to understand what I had asked.
"Ah, capo su questa strada e proseguire dritto fino a destra." I looked at the man in confusion, hoping he was going to point. The man could see I was confused and he took my arm and led me through the crowd. We soon turned into a small alley way. The man released me and pointed straight ahead.
"Gratiz!" I ran through the alley, emerging into the bright sun.
Across the plaza was a large clock tower. A large clock was mantled onto a sectioned building of a castle surrounding the plaza. In the doorway stood Bella. My heart stopped. I knew what she was going to do.
These past months of painful depression no longer mattered, the heart wrenching last words she spoke didn't matter, it didn't matter that once this was all over, and Bella was safe, that I would yet again spiral into a world of torment and despair. All that mattered was that Bella was going to die.
I felt the world stop. All the people laughing and celebrating were paused, their cheers and chatter were silenced. The whole world seemed to be coming to an end, and I was the only one aware.
I wasn't even aware that my feet were moving until I was pushing my way through the compacted crowds. My screams to Bella were drown in the loud was like a nightmare; one when your running and no matter how hard you push yourself, you can't go any faster and no matter how loud you scream, no one could hear you.
I shoved pass a group, clearing a free path. But too late. Bella took a step out of the doorway, revealing her alabaster skin to the noon sun.
"No!" I screamed, running full force towards her.
Okay, so since we don't speak Italian, Charlie says, "Hello. Can I help you?" And the officer responds, "I'm sorry sir but the roads are closed off. The Saint Marcus Day festivities are going on and no cars are allowed in the plaza. I'm going to have to ask you to turn around." And the man asking Edward tells him the clocktower is straight up and on the right. :D
Oh, and it is a 13 hour flight from Seattle to Rome and a 3.5 hour (human driving time ;] ) from Rome to Volterra :)
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