Chapter 35

Rafael's POV

I founded Isabella crunched in ball sitting on a chair reading a book. Why were humans in his century so interesting? Was it because of their religion, technology, or the way they handle relationships? Or was it why some of them want to live the ways of the past? Like William Shakespeare's era: Romeo and Juliet. Like isn't like that anymore. I knocked on the door and laughed when Isabella nearly fell off her seat.

"What do you want?" She asked in an unsympathetic tone. I wouldn't blame her.

"You like to read."

She lifted the book up to show me, "Wuthering Heights is my favorite book."

"Emily Bronte?" She likes to read books around that century.

"I don't think you invited me in here to talk about my reading habits."

I laughed as I sat on the couch across from her. "I assume Ruby told you why you are here."

"There's a rumor going around saying that you want an heir." I was pretty sure my jaw dropped with shock.

"That's definitely not true." I told her.

"Then why did you think about having children?" She asked me.

"I really need to block my mind from Ruben." I mumbled. "I found a drawing in your room –"

"You went through my things!"

"It was a drawing of children." I continued, ignoring whatever she said. "I tried to picture you with kids because who knows if you are able to." I moved closer to the chair and he took noticed. "I apologize if those rumors frightened you."

"Uh…what did you want to talk about?"

"You don't want to drink human blood."

"Of course not."

"Would you consider –"I stopped talking when I notice my journal on the table. How did she get this? Her scent was on there. "Where did you find this?"

"On the shelf."

"How much have you read?"

"None."

"Don't lie to me," I snarled at her.

"I am not lying to you." She told me.

"Liar." I don't know what possessed me but I smacked her across the face as she fell hard on the wooden floor. "What did you just read?"

"Nothing." I grabbed her hair and pulled her up, her naked neck close to my mouth. "I read nothing."

"Don't lie to me." I shoved her against the wall; my hands wrapped her small wrists. "There will be consequences."

"Like what? Being trapped in this ugly and forsaken place for an eternity? And being married you? Nothing can be worse that that."

"I am not going to be stick in his forsaken place for eternity, Rafael! I'm going to live with Rebecca."

Hearing his voice and remembering that conservation brought heated anger in me. I threw her across the room and could smell her fresh blood against the wood. I stopped her from crawling to the exit and crouched down to face her. "Why were you reading my journal?"

"I didn't read it and didn't know it was yours."

"I saw you reading it. Why are you lying to me?"

"I did not read your stupid diary!" She yelled with such force.

I hit her again and when she turned to look at me, I saw her blood dripping slowly from her head. I looked down at my hands; her blood was literally in my hands. What have I done? I looked up and her…she was now truly terrified of me. Isabella ran outside and I didn't stop her. Why should I? "Ruben," I sensed his presence behind me. "Find her and bring her back." And he was gone. I put the journal away to its rightful place. Why would she lie to me? She's just like her father. A disgrace. A lair.

Bella's POV

I sat down on a bench as it continued to pouring on me. All I could actually think about is getting out of this place. But something in my mind is telling me there's a reason I should stay longer.

"You will get a cold if you stay outside any longer." It was Ruben. His black hair and dark clothing were getting soak by the rain but he didn't mind.

"Why do you care? You hate me, remember?" I told him.

"I never hated you, Isabella."

"Don't call me that."

"Then what should I call you by?" he asked me, taking a step closer. "Bella? Mistress? Hybrid?"

"Bella is fine." I murmured and remembered what I read on Rafael's journal.

"I never betrayed your father."

"Have you ever heard a thing called privacy?" I yelled.

"Have you?" He raised his eyebrow at me. "I know what happened in the library. I could smell your blood from a mile away. Why did you lie?"

"I only read one paragraph until I realized that it was a diary!" I confessed. "And you did betray Cal-my dad-Caleb!"

"You have to understand –"

"No I won't! You're the reason Rebecca is dead."

"And what do you want me to say? I'm sorry. Yes, of course, I'm sorry. I have wished for many years that I never had told Rafael but your father lied to me!" the thunder erupted again when he screamed at me and I saw a glint of regret in his eyes.

"Did you love my dad?"

His eyes narrowed, "Only as a brother and friend. Nothing more. I am straight."

I'm glad that the rain was able to hide my blush because I am burning here. "I didn't mean…sorry."

"When I told Rafael, he said I should keep a close eye on them. Caleb was furious when I found out his deepest and darkest secret. But Rebecca became my friend also." Ruben said. "That friendship I had with her made me feel guilty that I even told Rafael. I warned your father that night but we were both too late."

"But how did Rafael know I was alive?"

"There was a meeting with the Volutri."

I scoffed, "Of course."

"If I could take one thing back in my life, it would be that night." He walked closer.

"Not the day you turned into a vampire?" I asked him.

He stared at me and opened his mouth, "I do not know. I don't remember much. It was many, many years ago."

"And you haven't spoken to Caleb since?"

He didn't answer me or look at me," I better get you inside or else Ruby will kill me if you catch a cold. And she might kill you for ruining her boots."

Edward's POV

"Edward, Rose, and I are taking Jasper to go hunt." Esme's voice said through my door. "Do you want to come?"

"No thank you." I told her. Jasper shouldn't deal with my emotions while hunting. He's been doing that for a while now.

"Alright." And she left.

Ever since Bella decided to stay that horrid mansion with Rafael, I've been trapped my room, researching on that monster. But of course, being a vampire for so long you won't be on the internet.

"Edward?" it was Carlisle. "Come and meet me in my office."

When I came in his office, Carlisle, Alice, and Caleb were already talking but they stopped noticing me. "Is everything alright?" I asked, when I couldn't read their thoughts.

"Charlie found a body this morning." Carlisle said.

"It's not Bella." Alice informed me. "It's a little girl."

"We believe that Rafael killed that little girl."

"Rafael would never murder innocent children." Caleb thought. "It has to have been someone else from his clan."

"Why would you think that?" I asked him. "How do you know Rafael?'

"Because he's my creator. He's the reason I am who I am."

A/N: I am writing my chapters in my notebooks and trying to type it all up. So don't you worry!