Chapter 35
Okay, I have a perfectly good explanation for the really really really long update. sighs So, as one of you already know, my Daddy―and yes I still call my Dad, Daddy―was hospitalized on . . . what was it? Saturday at 11:30-ish. The details are insignificant, but he was there for four days being tested for a bunch of heart things (since that's what he was hospitalized for, his heart. He thought he strained his heart on a 50 Mile bike ride of his) but it turns out that he only has two ulcers in his esophagus. Believe me, it's still bad and they aren't considering surgery just yet, but still it's much better than his heart right? I mean, he's an athlete. What's he supposed to do with a busted heart? So I think you can understand why I was preoccupied the four days that my Daddy was in the hospital (which smells extremely bad, Washington Hospital should consider using air fresheners or some Febreze at the least.) Ahem, where was I? Oh yeah, and then when my dad was released, he was milking the whole, I have an ulcer thing and he claimed he couldn't do a lot, which he really can't since he needs to regain his strength―which I think he did gain back since he went on a bike ride earlier . . . So, that's why I couldn't even write for FIVE DAYS. I was a little grumpy. And it doesn't really help that I started my period five minutes ago either . . . And then I have to go to my grandparents house tomorrow EARLY in the morning, and they don't have practical Internet access there, so its just about useless bringing my laptop, but I still will―against my parent's demands―so I can write a chapter or two. So, don't expect an update until late sunday or early monday.
Disclaimer: I do not own own twilight―sadly―or any of the multiple quotes I used later.
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"Excuse me?" Edward stared at me incredulously, with his eyebrows slightly raised in surprise.
"You heard me," I pouted slightly. "Chocolate ice cream."
Jennie nodded in agreement jumping up and down in pure joy. "Oooh! I love chocolate ice cream!"
"Let's make chocolate shakes!" Anna contributed as she searched the freezer for the sweet treat.
"And sundaes. I want a chocolate sundae," Jenna licked her lips hungrily.
I knew I had just fed wood to the fire. My family can eat. We can eat a lot of things. Especially junk food―sadly due to myself. I introduced them to a bunch of strange, but classic concoctions―like peanut butter and Oreos. Classic. Sleepovers are just about the only time that I go all out on junk food. I eat just about everything during sleepovers: chips, chocolate syrup, whip cream, caramel and cheese, ice cream, smoothies, pizza, soda, egg creams, cookies, popcorn, candy, even the vegetables that the Mom's put out even though no one but me eats those, and those freaky leftovers in the refrigerator that no one has the guts to touch, I eat that too.
"You can't be serious, right?" he asked, Edward's flawless features were contorted into disgust.
"Of course silly!" I smacked him playfully. "That's what you eat at sleepovers."
"But am I going to have to eat some?" he asked, his voice stained. Then he added quickly, "What about you girls? Won't you need enough to divide it up amongst yourselves? Its fine, I just won't have any."
"Psh." I scoffed, "We have plenty. Besides Jasper and Emmett are at the store. They'll be buying food, and Emmett knows I love chocolate ice cream, so he'll bring me some."
"We'll see," Edward composed his face so he could seem emotionless, but his eyes were in a slight panic.
Alice flitted around the room getting food ready. Pushing Anna gently aside, she was opening a bag of chips, started to pop popcorn, preparing sundae's, getting jelly bellies out, serving vegetables with dip, taking out onion dip, serving apples and caramel, taking out a liter or so of Coke, Alice was even frying something, and she was baking too.
"Someone doesn't want ice cream?" Jennie eyed Alice and Edward questionably when she only saw four bowls.
"Nah," Alice said while she checked the oven. "I'll pass."
Edward grinned, "Me too."
"You people are weird," Jenna commented under her breath, but it was still audible across the room.
"I don't think she likes us much," Edward whispered, his icy cold lips to my ear.
I shivered.
"Well, maybe you have to dazzle her a bit," I teased looking up to his liquid jeweled eyes.
"Alice," Anna called, looking at Alice dumbstruck at Alice's unusually quick movement in front of Jennie and Jenna. "Do you need . . . um, help?" she asked knowing very well that Alice didn't need help for a lot of things, like parties.
"No, no, no," Alice said, her voice cheery and upbeat. "I got it. Just . . . Edward, can you, um, show the girls around, somewhere? You, Bella, and Anna know I work faster if I'm alone." Alice fibbed so she could have more time to move at warp speed.
"Sure," Edward shrugged. He shifted positions so that his left arm was wrapped around me, as he guided us towards a different room.
"So," Edward said. "I think that Alice wants me to show you guys somewhere upstairs . . . So, let's go to the game room, shall we?"
Edward herded us to a room that I rarely go into. He opened the door, and in the room was a large TV hooked up to several game systems with multiple wireless controllers. It even had a mini-fridge. There was a large plush beige couch, that was accompanied with one bean bag and a couple large arm chairs. The coffee table was spotless, like it was hardly used, but I could tell you that the case is otherwise.
"This is where Emmett and Jasper are going to spend most of their time at, this and probably the garage." Edward looked at me and sighed, "This is probably where Alice is going to send me once she goes into sleepover mode."
"Hm," Jenna observed the room appraisingly. "Nice."
Jennie's nose was wrinkled up, "Jason would love it."
"Of course he would," Anna smirked. She plopped down on the couch, at ease, unlike Jennie and Jenna who were, obviously, nervous because of Edward's presence. He made them apprehensive at everything they did. Whether it was sitting down, or talking.
"Oh, wow," Anna stroked the couch. "Its so soft!"
"Do you like soft things, like fur?" I asked slightly hysterical.
"Um, sure. I have I cat don't I?" Anna looked at me like she was worried about my sanity.
" What about dog fur?" I sputtered out again. It wasn't like I wanted ask her this, it just came out. Edward looked at me uncertainly, squeezing my waist gently with his whole arm.
Anna spun around to looked at me from top to bottom. "What are you smoking?" she said her eyebrows scrunched up together.
I rolled my eyes, "Nothing! Nothing. Geez, you're starting to sound like your brother." Anna stuck out her tongue at me.
"It's ready!" Alice sang musically.
Anna and I exchanged a look. We both didn't know what to expect when we walked down those steps. For all we know she could have―and probably did―go all out on decorations turning the downstairs part of the house to castle or something. And wouldn't that just freak out Jennie and Jenna? To have something completely redecorated in a matter of seconds. Then again, they have seen me polish off a majority of their cabinets and fridge in the approximately same amount of time―not one of my proudest moments―so they are kind of used to strange things like that.
I walked down the stairs, with Edward at my side, unsure to what I was going to find when I reached the bottom. I looked up at Edward's face, and he caught my eyes and rolled his.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"Shh," Edward placed his icy index finger to my lips. "Just watch," he muttered amusedly after we reached the bottom.
My mouth hung open in surprise.
"Alice," my voice was exasperated as I used my free hand to rub my forehead frustratedly.
"Isn't it perfect?" Alice danced around the room excitedly.
Rosalie had not changed her spot on the armchair. However, the armchair, itself changed positions. Alice had rearranged the furniture for more space. And in the center where there was supposed to be an open space was filled with a number of pillows, blankets, and what looked like mattresses―and not those cheapy uncomfortable air mattresses that you pull out when Grandma and Grandpa comes, no these were bonafide, and not to mention expensive looking, mattresses. And there were mountains upon mountains of fashion, gossip, and teen magazines sprawled across the floor. And if I thought there was a lot of magazines, if you multiplied the number of magazines by about twenty, you'd get the number of different types of food there were. I eyed the TV suspiciously, there was something different about it. And then I noticed it, the large stack of DVDs that weren't there previously.
"Omigod Alice!" Jennie jumped on the mattresses in oblivious glee. "This is so amazingly unbelievable!"
"Definitely unbelievable . . ." Jenna murmured to herself.
I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Edward was eyeballing her just as suspiciously as I was. What did she mean, 'definitely unbelievable?' She wasn't having any suspicions about the Cullens, was she? Of course not. But the look in Edward's eye made me think otherwise.
"Geez Alice, just use up all of our food on our guests," he indicated towards the endless number of snacks in mock annoyance.
"Oh like you mind," she grinned. "You don't even like this stuff anyway."
"Moot point," Edward chuckled, reaching to ruffle Alice's hair.
"Uh-huh," Alice dogged his hand gracefully. "Come on! Sit down! What are you doing standing?"
Jenna hesitantly sat down on the edge of the bed fingering the soft looking blanket that was laid on the even softer looking mattress. "Wow," she said. "These sheets feel expensive."
"These old things? Nah, they weren't expensive," she wove her hand like it was unimportant. "Popcorn?" Alice shoved a large over-flowing bowl of cholesterol covered freshly popped popcorn that didn't smell or look like it came from a microwave, but from an actual popcorn cooker.
Jennie shook her head no.
"Your loss," Anna scoffed as she stole the popcorn bowl from Alice.
I tugged on Edward's sleeve, "Come on. Let's sit down." I indicated towards the two king sized mattresses that were pushed together.
"So . . ." I mumbled looking towards the ground once I sat on the incredibly soft, but still firm, mattress.
"So, what?" Anna said with a mouthful of popcorn in her mouth.
I rolled my eyes at her typical behavior. "How's your, um, boyfriend in Arizona?" I asked running my hand through my knotted hair.
I felt Edward's intense gaze boring into the side of my head.
"He's in Phoenix, and I'm in Forks, how would I know," she scoffed. "Besides, why would I care . . . ?"
"Do you?" Jennie asked toying with a gummy worm.
"Do I what?" Anna rolled over onto her stomach to get a better view of Jennie.
"Do you seriously not care," Jennie mumbled almost incoherently.
"I guess," Anna shrugged, while she turned to her side to grab her chocolate ice cream sundae which contained strawberry and chocolate ice cream with a whirl of chocolate syrup and a huge mountain of whip cream.
"Oh, okay. Then it's fine that Ashley Whatever was making out with him at the mall the other day," Jennie announced a little too quickly before quickly stuffing a handful of M&Ms into her mouth.
" What?!" Anna sat up in alarm. "You're joking right?!"
Jennie shook her head solemnly.
"I'm going to kill him when I get back. . ." Anna growled.
"But what if it wasn't meant to be?" I quipped, immediately regretting those words the moment they came out of my mouth.
Anna rolled her eyes. "Don't you go all fate and destiny on me. That stuff is a load of crap," Anna snapped, but the melancholy in her voice told a different story than her actual words were.
"Uh-huh," Edward looked at her skeptically.
"Oh, um, sorry. I mean, for myself. It worked out for you guys, but not for me," Anna grumbled while she pushed the sundae aside and crushed a giant pink pillow to her chest.
"Right , so you really really really don't think that there's one out there for you? Perhaps, one really close? Like, in La Push?" I hinted wistfully.
I heard Edward groan besides me.
"What?" I hissed into his for only his and Alice's―who couldn't help but hearing―knowledge.
I glared into his topaz eyes. Edward tilted his head towards Anna, indicating what I already knew, she wanted to talk to me, urgently. And by talk, I mean she's going to start yelling at me. Its strange, I'm the older one, yet, she's the one who lectures me―where's the justice in that?
" Bella! Isabella! Look at me!" Anna demanded, throwing the pillow to the back of my head.
"What do you want?" I turned sharply to look at Anna, who looked like she was either going to start crying or kill someone.
" Why is it, that your hubby and you keep on talking about soul mates and fate or destiny? Hm?" she scowled at me, crossing her arms to her chest.
"Um."
" And then the fact that Edward was so angry when―I'm assuming―Jacob Black came to the door to see you, then Jacob randomly started hitting on me. And when we went inside, Eddie-Boy over here was jumping up and down like a horny lil' dog―more than usual." Anna glared at the both of us. "So what are you keeping from me?!"
"Um," was my intelligent response.
I felt Edward wrap his arm around me, squeezing my arm gently. "It's time to tell her Bella," Edward told me gently.
" Tell me what?" Anna demanded, her eyes narrowed.
"This is so exciting! This reminds me of a soap opera" Jennie commented.
" Ugh. This kind of reminds me of an episode of Jerry Springer," Jenna grumbled to her sister.
"Um, later?" I closed my eyes trying to focus.
Anna glared at me agitated, "There is no later."
"Um, okay then." I cleared my throat. "How about a scary story?"
" What??" Anna looked at me with duel expression that contained both incredulous and angry. "Right now?! Do you think this is a joke?!"
I looked at her directly in the eye, "Not at all. In fact, this scary story includes vampires, werewolves, and a silly little human girl who makes a mess of things."
Anna froze.
"Oh really?" an interesting expression slowly appeared on her face from the looks of it, it seemed like an amused smile was spreading across her face.
"Yes."
"A scary story?" Jenna asked sounding bored, trying to mask the curiosity in her voice.
"Mm-hmm."
"Okay, tell it all ready," Jennie asked clutching her bowl of ice cream that wasn't in her hands a second ago.
"Fine. Alice, can you-"
"Go it!" Alice peeped up, dimming the lights in the room for an eerie feel.
"Okay," I shifted positions so that I faced my family, both human and mythological, but I was no longer in Edward's arms, but facing him. I slid my hand gently into his.
"Well," I started looking at my audience members. "It all started in a seemingly boring town of . . . Sporks."
"Sporks?" Anna repeated with a smirk playing at her lips.
" Yes, Sporks." I rolled my eyes. "No interruptions."
"Fine," Anna mumbled toying with a single chip.
"Anyway," I continued. "In the boring city of Sporks is where a seventeen year old girl named Ella was coming to move to, since her Mom was getting remarried she decided to come here and live with her Dad until she was eighteen and could live out on her own to live a successful and important life. Little did she know what she'd fine in boring old For . . . I mean Sporks.
" She went through all the normal teenagers had to go through when they move to a new city. All those people looking at you strangely, but in admiration not in disgust really. But in the cafeteria that first day, there she noticed something strange. . . Some thing so completely surreal, but she didn't really know what it was." I recited from memory. It was amazing how my audience hung onto my every word, especially Anna since she knew that this was more than just a story, but my life.
"She saw these strange bunch, they were a family. It was odd, none of them looked alike, but at the same time they looked so similar. It was really eerie―especially since they were all extraordinarily beautiful, even the men.
"But only one really caught her eye. It was the youngest in the bunch. He had unusual bronze colored hair," I paused twirling a lock of Edward's hair with my free hand. "Kind of like Edward's hair, but it was far more . . . perfect. Absolutely everything about . . . Drew was perfect. He kept on looking at her oddly from across the tables with the most, the only way I can describe as frustrated. Like he tried really hard to know something, but despite his efforts, he couldn't―know that is.
" Anyway, after lunch, in biology, it seems that the only seat that was open was next to him. Next to . . . Drew. Honestly, I was a little excited to sit next to him. He seemed like a mystery waiting to be cracked. Everything about him kind of . . . drew me-um, Ella to Drew. But the moment Ella started to walk down the row of tables to him, I saw him freeze. It was horrible and completely agony. Drew pushed his chair as far as it could go, and he clenched the table in what looked like pain. And his strange jewel-like eyes were burning with intense fury, I didn't know why he hated me so much . . ."
I sighed and continued on with the rest of my story, my life. And they gasped―except for Alice, Edward, and a quiet not to mention preoccupied Rosalie―when things became suspenseful when Ella was almost raped by those drunken men, or when Drew admitted to his . . . vampiric ways and when he explained that he didn't have fangs, and how he showed me―Ella―sparkled. Or how he had the amazing ability to read minds, while his sister Ali can see the future and how his brother Jeremy can manipulate emotions. Or the fact that Rosy was the most beautiful thing semi-alive and how Mick was really strong, even for a vampire. They also giggled or awed at the happier moments . . . like during the meadow or the late nights in my bed.
"And then, panicked and confused, she ran. Ella ran as fast as she could from . . . Er . . . Jeremy and Ali, through the alternate bathroom door. Her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest then and there as she sprinted to one of those shuttles. Once she reached her old ballet class she was almost giddy. You see, Ella was happy since she thought that Drew and the rest of his family were safe. No harm would be done to them. So she opened the door to greet the man how held her mother captive.
"James was there, expecting her . . ."
I told them exactly what he told me word for word, it was easy since they were burned inside my head from the memory.
"He flung Ella across the room, shattering glass everywhere. She felt her blood oozing out, it was warm and sticky."
I felt Edward stiffen, and saw his jaw clenched from the horrible memory. I squeezed his hand to reassuringly and continued.
"Ella's eyes widened in horror since she knew that James was a vampire. And that's when he lost control, and he pounced."
The door slammed open unexpectedly, causing everyone―not exactly everyone, only Anna, Jennie, Jenna, and myself―to scream and jump in pure horror. And we screamed again, louder and more high pitched, when we saw two shadowy very large muscular figures at the door.
"WE HAVE FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!" Emmett's loud voice bellowed. Then Emmett slowly registered our screams and frightened expressions.
"Oh crap, what happened?" Emmett asked. "And why the hell are all the lights out?" He flipped the switch and the intensity of the lights stung my eyes.
Jasper entered the room cautiously, "Alice . . . What's going on?"
" Oh, nothing," she giggled. "Bella was just telling a scary story. About vampires, and . . . James."
Both of them furrowed their eyebrows together.
"What?" they said in unison.
"Just sit down you idiots and listen," Rosalie finally spoke up from her spot on the armchair.
The shrugged, unsure, and took their spots on the couch.
I continued my story.
"Where was I? Oh yeah. James pounced, and then, she blacked out."
"Omigod, omigod, omigod!!" Jennie squealed in excitement. "Is she dead?! Will she die?!"
"Maybe," I answered. I looked at Anna who rolled her eyes at me.
" Anyway, so, it was dark. And almost peaceful. Ella liked it there. It was a nice reprieve from all the crazy stuff that was happening, which makes sense right? I mean, think about it. But she heard the voice of an angel beckoning her. It was the most incredible sound she's ever heard. . . It was perfect. Ella decided this was heaven, but she realized that she was in so much pain. It was unbearable.
"That's when she woke up from the darkness. Everything hurt, but there was a searing, burning, unimaginable pain coming from her hand. It was agony, let me tell you. She screamed in pain. Telling her angel, telling Drew, that it hurt.
" Drew observed her wound, and in his dismay, he found out that James bit Ella."
"Is Ella a vampire?" Jenna asked curiously.
Everyone who knew the story wasn't exactly fiction laughed.
I held my finger up.
"Wait, let me finish. So Drew wasn't sure what to do. He asked his father figure and Ali for advice. But Karl was too busy addressing all of her other wounds and he couldn't help Drew with the bite. But Karl gave Drew two solutions to the problem: to let the venom go through her system and let Ella become a vampire, or to suck the venom out.
" But the decision was harder than it seemed, since Ella was Drew's la tuacantante, or his singer because," I couldn't suppress a giggle. "Her blood sung to him."
I heard Edward cough, disguising a laugh.
"And guess what he chose?" I asked.
"He let her become a vampire!" Jennie exclaimed.
"Nope," I grinned. "Drew paused, what seemed like forever. But he slowly placed his icy lips to Ella's hand and begun to suck the blood out of her system.
"She was quickly was rushed to the hospital and her encounter with James was covered up with a story of her falling off a flight of stairs and falling through a window.
"She regretted that Drew didn't let the venom spread, but secretly she knew she didn't wanted to be changed like that. Instead, she wanted Drew's venom to be the one that goes through her veins―as corny and odd that sounds, but it was true.
"So, Drew took her to the prom-"
"And they lived happily ever after," Jenna finished in a bored tone.
A painful grin spread across my face, "Not exactly. Drew started to act hesitantly around Ella, more so than usual. Taking more precautions than he ever had before. And then-"
I couldn't go on. I closed my eyelids shut trying to squeeze the painful memory out.
"Um, and then he left her." my voice hoarse. I tried clearing my throat.
" 'Come for a walk with me,' he'd suggested that odd day. Now that I think about, it sounded funny. I guess I knew it was going to happen . . ." I got odd stares. "Ahem."
" He told Ella that he was leaving. That they all were leaving. He said that Karl could hardly pass for the age he pretended to be and they would have to leave anyway. Ella asked if she could come. And he said no. No matter how many times she tried to convince him about the whole soul and Jeremy ordeal at her birthday―Jeremy kind of attacked her unintentionally, she wasn't harmed of course―but nothing would convince him.
"Then, Drew uttered the words that haunted her forever, the words that still haunt her. The words that are burned inside her head, unable to forget them.
" 'Ella, I don't want you to come with me,' he said ever so slowly and carefully. His words were so precise and carefully chosen.
" 'You . . . don't . . . want me?' she cried out, confused to what he'd said.
" 'No,' was his only answer. The emptiest answer.
"She struggled out to say, 'Well, that changes things'
I took a breath, not wanting to relive this moment.
" 'Of course, I'll always love you . . . in a way. But what happened the other night made me realize that it's time for a change. Because I'm tired of pretending to be something I'm not, Ella. I am not human. I've let this go on much too long, and I'm sorry for that.' His words ripped a hole in her heart. Each one causing her more pain the last.
" 'Don't,' she managed to get out. 'Don't do this.'
" 'You're not good for me, Ella.'"
" 'If . . . that's what you want,' was all she could come up with."
" 'I would like to ask one favor though, if that's not too much,' he said."
" 'Anything.'
I gave a bitter laugh at the memory.
" 'Don't do anything reckless or stupid,' he told me. 'Do you understand what I'm saying? I'm thinking of Charlie, of course. He needs you. Take care of yourself―for him.'
"All Ella could do was nod and whisper in the faintest of words, 'I will.'
"And I'll make you a promise in return,' he said. 'I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I never existed,' he announced. 'Don't worry,' he gave a weak smile. 'You're human―your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind,'" my voice sounded bitter at this point.
"And your memories?' Ella asked.
" Well, I won't forget. But my kind . . . we're very easily distracted.'
"He took a step back, 'That's everything, I suppose. We won't bother you again.'
"Ali isn't coming back,' Ella muttered.
"No. They're all gone. I stayed behind to tell you goodbye.'
"Ali is gone?'
"She wanted to say goodbye, but I convinced her that a clean break would be better for you.'
" Ella could hardly move. Her vision started to blur. She could hardly believe what was happening. He was leaving her. Drew was leaving." I could hear the hysteria in my voice.
" 'Goodbye, Ella.'
" 'Wait!' Ella called out in vain.
"Ella reached out for her, trying to catch up to her. Drew's cold hand locked her wrists and pinned them to her side, enabling her not to move. Then, he pulled her in close and gave her one last kiss on her forehead.
" 'Take care of yourself.'
"And with that he left. . ."
I told them everything. About how Sam found me there hysterical. I told them how most of my months I was a zombie. I told them about when I decided to go out with Jess and when I thought I encountered those drunken men again. And how I heard Edwards―Drew's―voice in my head. And how I befriended Jacob/ Jared and how I did crazy stunts with the motorcycle. And about when I tried to find the meadow with Jared. And once more when I did find the meadow, but encountered Laurent there. And about the wolves.
The wolves. . . I described them and how I felt when I first saw them. When I saw them hunt down Laurent. I told them about my nightmares, with and without the wolves. And I told them how Edward's―Drew's―missing presence haunted me/Ella and how we here hollow, empty, broken. I spilled everything. Especially the part when I figured out Jared is a wolf.
" So one day she was at La Push. Jared promised to go cliff diving with her, but he had priorities with the pack. So she was bored, and decided to go without Jer. Too bad she fell."
"Isn't that what you're supposed to do?" Jenna asked a bit smartly. That was the first interruption in a while.
I grinned, "Yeah, but she didn't expect the current to be current to be so strong. But she did hear Drew's voice and his angry growl in her head. She was pleased, so it didn't matter if she died. She was content."
I felt Edward stiffen.
I continued to how Jacob pulled me out, and how Alice came telling me how Drew left for the most powerful force, the Volturi. And how Jacob answered the phone saying that Charlie was at a funeral, Henry Clearwater's not mine. The whole misunderstanding, courteous to Jacob and Rosalie. And how Alice and I rushed to Volturi and how I stopped Edward just in time. And how I saved Edward. Then how Alice saved all of us from the Volturi.
I told them about whole Victoria ordeal as well, everything and everything in between. And the whole Jacob thing. And the marriage/ engagement thing. And the newborns, the fight―the one with Edward and Jacob and the werewolves/ vampires vs. the newborns. And the tent thing. The multiple kisses thing. Just. . . everything. And they hung onto my every word.
I also filled them when Anna showed up. Everything we did then, and especially the imprinting. I explained everything about imprinting. And then, I just stopped.
"That's it?" Jennie said in disappointment.
"That's all I know," I shrugged relaxing.
"But, but," Jenna sputtered. "We don't know if Ella and Drew got married, or if the Volturi is going to come, or if the pack is going to ruin the wedding, or about Jared and Alana. Come on!"
"How about I'll tell you when I know," I said a little too cryptically.
"Wow," Anna murmured to herself.
"How was it?" I asked her curiously.
"Wow," Anna repeated with her eyes wide open in shock.
I raised an eyebrow, " 'Wow' what?"
"Just . . . Omigod Bella!" Anna jumped on top of me in a fierce hug that pinned me to the ground.
"Um, Anna?" I tried to say, but I just managed to gasp.
" I can't believe, omigod!" she was shaking, then I realized Anna was crying.
" Oh god Anna, please don't do this, not now." I rubbed her back in attempt to calm her down.
"What do you expect?!" she looked at me with her mascara running.
"Um, not to cry?" I pulled her up so I could look Anna in the eye. "It's just a story, remember?"
Anna wiped her flowing tears in attempt to compose herself. "Oh. That's right. Just a story . . ." Anna pulled a pink pillow to her chest and pulled a strangely vacant expression on her face.
"What's with her?" Jennie asked looking at Anna.
"Beats me," Jenna replied. "But it has to do with that weird story Bella was talking about . . . You know, those characters seem kinda familiar."
"I know what you're talking about! It's like I know Ella, Drew, and Alana!" Jennie agreed with her younger sister.
"Really?" Edward answered Jenna with an amused expression. "Familiar how?"
Jennie pulled her eyebrows together in frustration, "I don't know. It's just. . . Like I know them."
"Ha! So you're saying that there are a bunch of vampires and werewolves running around? And that you might know some vampires and werewolves. And you know a silly―not to mention stupid―human girl who is throwing her life away so she could marry a vampire and live with his vampiric family?" Rosalie scoffed. "You know people like that Jennie?"
"Um . . . Well, I um, guess not," Jennie said unsure, questioning herself. She kept her eyes to the floor trying to make sense of things, trying to convince herself that vampires and werewolves weren't real, I could see it all in her face.
Jenna on the other hand looked at Rosalie suspiciously since she said something a bit too quickly, like she was trying to hide something, but she didn't. Rosalie said what she said, perfectly calm and collected perfectly slow. The only suspicion was the tiniest trace of a smirk on her face that was sent in my direction.
It was quiet for a little while, the only sound that could be heard was the faint chewing noises that Anna, Jennie, Jenna, myself, and of course Emmett made while chewing the pizza brought, thanks to Emmett.
Alice sighed in annoyance.
"Okay, get out!" she demanded to the boys.
Emmett swallowed the two pieces of pizza in his mouth. "What?"
"You heard me, out." Alice pointed her flawless features at their puzzled faces. "Go to the game room and play that little game you bought Jaz, and just, go. It's a girl sleepover, and how can we have a girl sleepover with you guys over here?"
Jasper looked at his wife questioningly, "Okay, Alice . . ." He walked up the stairs with a bemused expression on his face, looking back to see if Alice was completely serious.
Alice waved her hand to indicate for him to go faster, which made Jasper just sigh and shook his head slowly with an odd grin playing at his lips, but the gesture still made Jasper walk up the stairs a little quicker.
"And what are you still doing here?" Alice raised an eyebrow at Emmett who was half way done with a slice of pizza; with a long string of cheese dripping down to the floor.
"Me?" Emmett looked at his pixie-like sister incredulously.
"Yes, you." Alice tried to suppress a smirk. Alice got up and started to push Emmett off the couch, which looked extremely hard, even with her unusual strength.
"But the girls love me!" Emmett grinned wiping away the cheese. "Right Bella? Tell her you don't want me to go."
I shrugged, leaning on Edward. "Sorry Em, but she runs the show―I can't do anything to stop her."
Emmett made a face. "Fine then. Anna?"
Anna popped her head up, somewhat out of her strange trance.
"What?" she asked innocently.
Emmett rolled his eyes, "Never mind."
His eyes went to Rosalie. "Rosalie, babe, please tell your insane sister to stop trying to push me off the couch and that I'm staying here."
Rosalie took a look at Emmett, then her eyes flickered to Alice, then quickly back to her husband. She sighed, with a bit of regret in her eyes. "Sorry Em, I can't. Alice won't let me. Besides, she's your sister too."
"Fine. You know what, fine," Emmett pouted. "I see how it is, all of you just abandoning me like that." And with that Emmett trudged up the stairs, pausing in the middle to glare at Alice, and then continued up the steps.
"You're next," Alice ordered to Edward, no longer hiding the grin on her face.
Edward looked at Alice with one eyebrow raised, his face was a combination of disbelief and amusement. Then he looked at me and grinned, that caused slight shivers up my spine.
"Can I at least say goodbye to my bride-to-be?" he asked looking at Alice once again.
Alice rolled her eyes, annoyed at his attempt to stall his fate to go upstairs and join the boys, a fate that Alice would definitely know.
"Fine, but make it be quick," she warned.
"Well love," Edward got up from my side, and stood up. "I've got to go, or else I'm afraid Alice will rip my head off." He let out a false sigh. "And we don't want that, now do we?" he teased.
I rolled my eyes, with a slight grin I could feel twitching on the corners of my mouth.
He chuckled. "I'll be back later Bella. Before you fall asleep, I promise."
I stood up to get closer to him, nodding solemnly, feeling a twinge of disappointment that he was leaving.
Edward's face fell, probably from my expression. "Bella, you realize that I'll only be upstairs, right?"
I gave a weak smile, "Yeah, I know."
Edward gave me a skeptical look. He grabbed my face gently, holding my head delicately. "I love you Isabella Marie Swan, and I will not leave you again, I am merely going up the steps to play Guitar Hero III with my insane brothers."
I smiled. "I know."
"Then why the fuss?" he asked curiously.
"Because you're still leaving," I teased.
Edward rolled his eyes. "You're absolutely absurd."
"But you love me for it," I said, grinning.
He pretended looked thoughtful. "Yes, yes I do," he said, as one side of his mouth went up in an unbelievably gorgeous grin, that no one else on this planet could pull off.
He leaned down so he could be closer, and he kissed me on my forehead, letting his lips rest there for a moment. He sighed on me, the perfume of his breath making me lightheaded, and separated. And then he followed his brother's footsteps up the stairs and into the game room to play, apparently, Guitar Hero III.
"Now that, that's settled," Alice said plopping herself down on the couch. "Let's begin shall we?"
"Begin what Alice? Can't we just go to sleep now? It's been a long day, and I plan on getting at least a couple hours of sleep before you make us do whatever extravagant thing you planned for tomorrow," I suggested in vain. To make my suggestion seriously, I laid back on the bed, in a sleeping position, and pulled the sheets over my head.
"Ha. Very funny Bella," Alice said, sounding a little bored, as she pulling the sheets out of my hands without even trying. "Come on, I even made a list."
"A list?" I sat up, my fast twisted up in melancholy.
"Of course! I didn't want to forget a single thing," Alice chirped.
Alice danced her way to the cardboard box that contained the bridesmaid dresses and pulled out two objects. One was a big book, that resembled an overstuffed scrapbook with pieces of paper and random objects sticking out in all directions. The other was like a scroll of paper, tightly wound. The only thing holding the scroll together was a thick red ribbon.
In one swift motion, Alice undid the ribbon and let the scroll to fall all the way to the floor, and to continue to uncurl. And from where I sat, I could see tiny, almost illegible, handwriting all squished together.
"You've got to be kidding me," I groaned in exasperation. "Don't you think I did enough today?"
"No," Alice answered simply with a peculiar smile on her face. "Where should be we start . . . ?"
That's when I decided that it was going to be a long night.
Xoxoxoxo
So there it is! I made it longish. Is nineteen chapter acceptable? I hope so! I worked hard! Ehh . . . kinda. Question! Did anyone else read the first chapter of Breaking Dawn?? Yes, no? I did!! Did anyone see the similarities?? Anyone? Or am I just delusional? Probably . . . Okay, so I read some more of the BD quotes today and they totally gave me inspiration for my future chappies. Except, I was already planning a couple quotes myself! That sound almost EXACTLY what I was planning on doing . . . coughcoughquotesthreeandfivecoughcough aggravated sigh Oh well, she's the genius right, not me . . . tear
anyway, I hope you guys liked the chapter, under the circumstances, I thought it wasn't entirely horrible. So, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!! Pretty please? It'd be soooooooooo cool if I got five hundred reviews, like, before of this month, don't you think?
PS – I don't know why, but this is annoying me. Back in the beginning I wrote that the wedding is a different date than it actually is and I want to go back and change all of that. Just for time purposes, because I'm a bit of a freak like that. So if someone can tell me when the REAL wedding date is, I'll love you forever.
PPS - so apparently, my grandparents got their internet fixed, but its dial up, so i can't really hook up my laptop to it. . . can i? oh well. all I can do now is post this (yay) and answer emails and stuff . . . but thanks sarah for trying anway!