{Chapter}

~Liberty Point of View~

I fought the urge to flinch at the look on Virginia's face as I waited to be checked out of the hospital. I had been playing the role of remembering nothing about my life to others. I found out pretty quickly that I would never ever been able to get out of this place if they thought I was insane. This was I could actually begin figuring out what was going on. A week in this place had quickly made me realize I was definitely not in a coma.

The fact I was breathing despite being near a woman claiming to be my grandma made it highly unlikely that I was dead. I wasn't in heaven or in hell. So, there was really two other options at this point. The first being that I was in another realm of some sort. A realm that appeared to not only included a dead person but book characters as well. The second option was a lot more frightening, that it was really all in my head. That my entire history wasn't even what occurred and that even Twilight was something from the elaborate delusion in my own mind.

"Ready to get out of here?" Carlisle questioned with a smile coming into the room

"Born ready, Doc" I said flashing him an amused look fighting the urge to shallow at that look in his eyes

"These are your discharge papers" He said handing my grandmother a thin stack of papers "Bring her in if she suffers from any headaches, nauseous, or extreme dizziness."

"I will" She said smiling glancing at me so softly "I will take care of her"

"I know you will" He said turning to me "It was a pleasure meeting you, Liberty"

"I wouldn't call it that" I joked as he chuckled shaking his head in amusement leaving the room

"Ready to go home?" She questioned as I flinched at the statement "When I went to their funerals, I had most of your things packed up and brought here to make you more comfortable"

"You brought her things here?" I questioned feeling sick over that information

"Your things" She clipped back at me patting my shoulder "Maybe something will help you remember"

I nodded forcing myself not to snap at her for trying to push this girl on me. I doubted anything would make me remember, considering it wasn't me. I sighed ignoring the woman watching the streets around me. I hadn't ever been to Forks, Washington. It was this tiny town that lacked the warm weather from my own hometown. My grandmother had not lived in this part of the country, though before her death she was debating moving to a place where the air wasn't so harsh on her lungs.

I didn't mind colder weather and I did love the rain. So, it would be okay living here until I figured out what was going on and was able to leave this strange reality behind.

~Time Lapse

It was worse than I thought, so much worse. I could feel myself shaking as Virginia smiled walking into the room she set up.

"It should feel just like home, it has all of your favorite things" She said happily looking around the room.

"Thanks" I choked out barely containing the urge to vomit at the sight "If you don't mind, I am feeling pretty tired"

"Okay, I will start making us lunch" She said hugging me as I tensed patting her back before she left the room.

The moment she walked downstairs, I shut the door quickly trying not to just slam it. I turned to stare at my worse nightmare. I was sure that this had to be some sort of joke. This room looked like Taylor Swift threw up all over the place. It was bright, colorful, and so very pink. This Liberty was one of those teenagers that were girly. The pictures had shown that, but this was a little over the top.

I flinched staring at her pictures around the place. These were pictures of someone else's life, of a happy girl that was no longer here. I hated it and honestly couldn't stand this room. It was a sharp reminder of how opposite we were from each other. I hated wearing anything bright, tending more to the dark blues or dark greens if not solely black. The only thing that I wore that was even remotely bright was red and that was only dark red.

"She doesn't expect me to wear these, right?" I mumbled looking in the closet

I felt sick seeing the wardrobe there. I would seriously feel like I was trying to pretend to be Paris Hilton in those. I knew that I needed to fix this, I could not live like this. It would drive me off the deep end and I would never ever recover. Granted, solving it would have to wait until later. I didn't even know where I could even find my account to buy new clothes at the moment. I shut the door quickly praying I would solve that problem soon. I looked around walking to the music stand. Surely this part of us would be similar?

"Brittney, Taylor, Christina" I read off seeing nothing but pop music.

Of all the types of music she could have listened to and liked it had to be the pop girly shit. I hated that type of music with a passion. I wanted to always claw my eyes out when listening to it. I was very eccentric when it came to music. Afterall, I have relied on music many times in the past to calm me. I wanted nothing more than to listen to my favorite band right now.

But nothing from her collection is something I genuinely liked in general. I couldn't believe that, how could we be so different? In addition to the clothes, I needed to find music to which I would listen. I would lose myself without it. It would be the third thing on my list. The first was finding my sister, I needed to find Kelly and confirm that I was not crazy.

~Time Lapse

I frowned looking at the information in front of me. Virginia had taken it upon herself at lunch to show me the documents left to me three days after leaving the hospital. The other Liberty was the sole heir to her family's things. It wasn't a lot of money, a life insurance policy that went to covering the funerals. That place that I grew up in was her home too, which was now mine to decide what to do with. I hated thinking about that place.

"You don't have to decide anything now" She explained as I nodded taking what had to have been her driver's license, at least that was one worry checked off.

"There is also a card providing access to your checking account, the saving will be blocked until you are of age. If you need anything, you can come to me, and I will have it transformed to you" She explained handing me the card

"Thank you" I said softly knowing that none of this has been easy for her either

"I am not sure if you would be comfortable, but your car is here as well" She said as I smiled at the information "You will be okay driving?"

"Yeah, that won't be a problem" I said honestly pausing to look at her "The car isn't pink, is it?"

"No, it is a Sonata that came out this year. Your father got it for you for your sixteenth birthday" She said softly with tears holding out the keys

"Thanks" I said taking them "You work this afternoon?"

"Yes, unless you need me here?" She said with a hopeful look as I shallowed thickly, she did look a little too much like my own grandmother

"No, I am actually going to go to the library" I explained knowing there was something I needed to do

"Oh" She said in surprise before smiling "You are planning on getting something to read then?"

"Yeah, a few things actually" I said honestly relaxing "I love to read"

"You do?" She questioned in confusion as I nodded raising my eyebrow "Okay Dear, I will see you later. Have fun"

"I will, have a good day at the hospital" I said softly as she nodded moving to kiss my forehead

She looked at me sad when I was unable to stop tensing at the action. I wasn't a fan of being touched, my grandmother was a rare exception. Virginia was trying and I didn't want to be disrespectful, not when I could help it. She just lost everything, and I understood that, I just couldn't be the Liberty she knew. I sighed in relief when she walked away.

~Time Lapse

It had taken forever to find the information I was looking for. I knew where to begin searching for Kelly. If I could prove that I knew that information, that I knew her. Then I would be proving to myself it wasn't in my head at all. I could prove that I was in a different reality.

Over the course of three days, I narrowed down the locations that I needed to look towards. Kelly and Megan were born in Dallas. I knew that she would be around my age as well. So, I tried to look for the birth records with her date of birth, but it was a really popular name, and I didn't know her mother's birth name.

With that dead end, the next day I began shifting through social media sights to see if I could find her name mentioned. I just wished that it were more popular that it was in this year. Then again, the name was too popular, and I couldn't find her in the mix on myspace. I was slowly beginning to doubt myself. I was beginning to think that I was really insane, and Kelly wasn't real.

It was a week into the research that I found her. She was in an online yearbook for a school in Tyler, Texas. The face that I recalled and knew to be my sister stared at me. It was the reassurance that I needed to believe that I wasn't going crazy. I wanted to go to her, to see her. But I knew that this Kelly wasn't my sister. She was just a version of her in this world and I didn't know if I could stomach it if she was completely different. The only relief I felt was looking at the obit of her father, the man that was my stepfather.

I took a breath pushing back the sadness over never seeing my sister again. But she was safe her and too young for me to approach her like this. I wasn't even sure if I could manage it at this point. I knew that the Kelly from my realm was alive and just maybe now I could focus on finding my way back there.

~Time Lapse

I should have expected this when I came home this afternoon. I had finally finished diving into my twin sisters to locate their information. I knew that logically I couldn't contact them. The information alone was enough for me to be in a good place. Then, Virginia decided that she wanted to show me some home videos. The moment I walked in the door; she was there with a look of excitement that made my stomach twist.

I should have expected after three weeks that she would set up an ambush. She pulled me to sit down in the living room. The moment the video loaded I shallowed thickly. There was this world's version of myself laughing around the age of ten. The family was all gathered around enjoying the party. I clenched my hands tightly feeling them begin to shake.

"Oh, this is a good one! This is Christmas a few years ago" She said smiling at the screen with a fond and happy look.

I wanted to throw up at the sight of her on the scene. I really did not need to see her like this. I didn't need to see and begin to understand just who I was replacing by being here. I had enough experience with survivor's guilt, but this was taking it to a whole new level. I was well aware of the price of being here instead of her. This was a whole person I was replacing. One that was more than deserving of a chance to live this life and find happiness in ways that I had always been denied.

"I can't watch this" I said seriously standing up "I am going to my room"

"Liberty, please stay and watch. This could help you remember" She pleaded with a look that broke my heart, I wish I could bring her granddaughter back to her.

"I don't want to watch this. I can't manage seeing her like this." I said seriously pausing to look at her "Please don't do this again"

"I am sorry. I am just trying to help you remember" She said with tears which was hard to ignore as I walked upstairs

It wasn't that I was truly upset with Virginia. In her eyes, she was attempting to get her granddaughter to remember what she thought was forgotten in an accident. She could not comprehend that I was an imposter. I was someone that replaced her granddaughter. I didn't have the answers that she would need to find peace in this situation. I couldn't even wrap my head around this situation and didn't know how to find the answers that I needed. I would do anything for that girl to have a chance at a full life instead of the fate of dying in that accident. She didn't even have a grave to remember her by.

I sat on the bed feeling something in my breaking at the sight of her room. This room was decorated in her honor, a grandmother brought her granddaughter's room to life here. I shook as I became overwhelmed by it all, I couldn't keep doing this to myself. I already knew the price of being pushed too far. This was consuming me, the ever-present remainders that this was her life instead of my own. The guilt was slowly consuming me, on top of the guilt that I already carried, and it was too much for one person to bear.

I took a breath gathering my strength as I went to the hall. I located the closet where Virginia had stored the boxes from the move. I couldn't change my situation, but I knew that I needed to accept it. Part of that was ensuring that I didn't actually take her place, I couldn't ever be her. So, I did the only thing that made sense to me in this moment. I slowly moved about the room packing away her things. They belonged to her, and it would never feel right using them or pretending they were my own. I was laying her to rest in the only way she could be until I could find a way out of this.

I took down the pictures and posters from the walls, shelves, and dressers. I understood that she was a happy teenager, but I couldn't stand seeing it like this. I needed a safe space, where I could be myself. I packed away the bright clothing next knowing that I would need things that I would enjoy wearing. I boxed up her music knowing that I would never have used her CDs to begin with. I went into the closet grabbing a green bedset before packing away her girly pink one. I cleared the shelves of the jewelry boxes and other knickknacks.

If Virginia could hear me moving about upstairs, she didn't say anything against it. I knew that I needed to have a conversation with her. Once everything was packed away, the room was insanely more comfortable. My room was bare to the bones, but I could work with this. I would rather be in an empty room over dealing with her things. The only things left that once were hers were the clothes that I was wearing. I decided to get rid of them soon, by take a trip to shop for a few outfits that were my own styles.

I took a breath knowing that this was supposed to be home until I could figure out what could be done to change this situation. I figured that it might as well be mine instead of hers. I grabbed the box with the photos walking downstairs flinching at the deep sadness in Virginia's eyes.

"I know you may not understand this, in fact you may never understand it, but I can't keep her things anymore" I explained setting down the box "I packed up her things and I would appreciate if you would stop trying to force it on me. It isn't just unfair to me, but it is disrespectful to who she was as well"

"But…" She started stopping when I shook my head

"I am asking you to please stop. Trust me when I say that this isn't helping the situation. I can guarantee that It is making it worse" I said seriously needing her to understand "If you want, we can get to know each other. But you will need to accept who I am"

"I do" She said with tears as I sighed motioning to the videos

"No, you don't. You keep trying to force her down my throat. I feel guilty enough, too guilty to be confronted with her every single moment I am here" I said honestly grabbing her hand "You are not a bad person, you just miss her, and I really understand that. I can't be her and trying to make me as she was not fair to either of us."

"Liberty" She whispered as I moved to wipe away a few tears from her face

"Remember her as she was" I said pulling away glancing at the door "I am heading to the mall to buy somethings; I will be back later"

"Okay" She said voice thick with sadness

I hated walking away from her like that. I knew that it was needed though, she needed to accept that the girl she knew is gone. I couldn't even pretend to be that innocent if I tried. I was too scared and jaded from my own life. I couldn't measure up to her smiles and effortless way of laughing, that girl died when I was only eight years old. Ruthlessly killed at the hands of the darkest of monsters known to man.

~Time Lapse

I stepped in the mall knowing the first thing I needed to do was buy new clothes. I knew that because I needed to feel like myself. I frowned suddenly sensing that I was being watched. It wasn't too uncommon lately, the strange ability of my warning that there was something out there. I didn't understand it, my own ability to see and sense things around me. It was among the large list of unknowns; it was at the bottom of the list currently.

I couldn't see anything when I glanced around as I forced myself to relax. The problem with being a seasoned soldier, was the constant state of mind of being prepared for danger. Sometimes, I could overreact for no reason. I made my mind focus as I walked into a store searching for things that I would enjoy wearing. It took forever to find the things that I wanted.

I finally settled on a few dark t-shirts that were plain and comfortable, the sizing was bigger so I could comfortably sleep in them. Then I chose some dark jeans and a pair of cargo pants. I threw in some workout clothes. The tops were harder to choose, finding dark colors that fit a simple look I was looking for. It wasn't until I was ready to check out, I found the leather jackets. I smiled softly finding one that reminded me of the one that I had worn for years grabbing it.

The moment I paid I went into the dressing room changing into a new outfit wasting no time tossing her clothes away, I never wanted to see them again. I took a breath feeling more like myself as I headed to the music store, it was time to get myself the bands and artists that I enjoyed. I knew that I had to be able to find at least some of them in this world.

I felt lighter than I had since awakening in this strange reality.

~Alice Point of View~

I watched her closely seeing the strange decisions she was making. I saw her go to the library but was frustrated by her lack of clarity that seemed to be messing with her future. It made me wonder if how she affected Edward had somehow messed with me seeing her clearly. If there was one decision, I could agree with, it was her choice to go shopping. Especially after the strange decision to get rid of everything in her room.

I was all too happy for the excuse to see her in person, I loved to shop after all. Esme was all too happy to join me. She had been curious about the girl that had turned Edward's world upside down with her shielded mind and enhanced scent. It was confusing as well how often his future was bending, but I knew what I was hoping for. Time would tell, until then I just had to hide from Edward.

"She is beautiful" Esme whispered staring at the girl looking through the shirts.

"Isn't she?" I said in complete agreement with her statement.

Now that she had been out of the hospital for a little bit, she cleaned up quite a bit. The red of her hair was glossy and wavy in a way that made me jealous. She may be thin, but she was toned as well. She was an active person from what I had observed so far, running every morning and being in the state of constant movement throughout the day. The soft yet strong features that were often too stern for someone as pretty as her. But it was her eyes that captured and held attention, her deep sapphire eyes.

"She is choosing some good stuff" I commented seeing how drastically different it was.

She was sticking to the darker colors in the opposite of the bright clothing she had gotten rid of. She seemed all too willing to stay far away from what she used to wear. She didn't seem depressed if anything she was completely sure of what she wanted. So, I was left wondering what the change was about. It wasn't until she was leaving the store in the new clothing that I approved it, it suited her. That I knew there had to be something else going on. No one ruthlessly throws away clothes as she had, disgusted as she tosses the clothes, she had been wearing in the garbage can.

I paused looking around before grabbing the clothes. I could smell her scent clinging to it from wearing them all day. I knew Edward was tired of being trapped in the house, too unstable to be trusted not to go after her while Carlisle looked for answers. I glanced at Esme who was looking concerned.

"These could help Edward" I said with a smile seeing the influence of this decision "it will work, he will be able to get use to it enough to be around her with losing it"

"Then we should go home" Esme said smiling gently glancing at the girl in the distance "Will she be alright?"

"Yeah, she is strong" I said honestly knowing that from what gathered so far, she was extremely strong.

"Poor girl" Esme said looking off with sadness "To suffer so much at such an early age"

"She will be okay; I think we will help with that" I said softly thinking of some of the visions that managed to come through.

"What do you mean?" She questioned before pausing "Does it have to do with Edward?"

"I haven't seen anything stable" I said honestly as she smiled happily glancing back at the girl entering the music store.

"But it is possibility?" She questioned as I nodded in confirmation "I hope so"

"Me too" I said honestly as we walked away from the mall.

I knew that I loved the girl already. She was strange in many reasons, but it served to make her interesting. I loved for those possibilities that would lead to her being my friend, possibility my sister one day. I longed for the option to go shopping with her and listen to music. I wanted to know everything about her. I trusted that Esme would be able to hide her thoughts, it would cause problems if Edward found out. The future was unstable and always changing since he met her, I would tell him when it was more stable.

I tensed after the drive hearing arguing from the house. Esme frowned as we both moved to find the scene of Edward arguing with Carlisle. Rosalie was angry, Emmett was rolling his eyes, and my poor Jasper looked pained over the overload of emotions. I walked over pulling out the clothes holding them out to Edward.

"These should help you get use to her scent. This way you won't have to go to Alaska. I have seen that this will work" I said softly while Edward looked at me confused

"She was wearing them all day, bought some new clothes, then threw these ones away. Alice saw they would help you." Esme explained softly pleading with Edward who was focusing on not breathing "Please Edward"

"This could work" Carlisle said looking impressed nodding at the clothing

"What cause you to think of leaving?" Esme questioned Edward who growled looking at Carlisle

"This girl is a singer of Edward's; her blood is sweeter to him than others. I am unsure on how she became a singer when she wasn't before. There is also something clearly different, that makes her a unique type of singer. I am aware of exactly what it means yet" Carlisle said softly looking at Esme and I knew he was hiding something about this situation

"I still think we should just get rid of her" Rosalie said seriously, and I growled at the suggestion right along Edward.

They couldn't kill this girl; she was going to be my best friend. I was finally going to have a best friend and I would do everything I could to protect her. I love her and need to get to know her, she had to become my friend. I saw it and I would ensure it happened. She was special.

"Don't think about it, she is going to be my friend" I said seriously glaring at my sister who glared right back

"Jasper agrees with me, she needs to be taken care of" Rosalie said looking at him for support knowing that Emmett wouldn't want to kill her, and I turned to my husband in question

"She is a threat darling" Jasper said completely in agreement with Rose and I growled at him for not understanding how important she was to me

"You don't know that" I said seriously shaking my head "Edward can adjust to her scent, and she is innocent in this, she didn't do this on purpose. I will never forgive you if you harm her"

"I don't like it Darling" Jasper said in protest as I continued to glare, and he caved knowing better than to mess with me "Okay darling, I will not harm the girl"

"None of us will harm this woman, if this means what I believe that it does than she needs to live." Carlisle said seriously, and I smiled at him in thanks "Alice will continue to keep an eye on her while I continue to look into this matter"

"I will" I said happily grabbing Jasper's hand pulling him with me to the forest to hunt while I saw Edward going upstairs with the clothing.

~Edward Point of View~

I took a breath as the delicious scent filled my lungs and venom filled my mouth. It took everything in me not to hunt down the woman and drain her of her blood, the sweet blood that set fire to me. The flash of sapphire eyes came into my mind; what knowledge was hidden in those eyes? What thoughts were hidden from me?

I took another breath gripping the jacket aware of the fabric tearing in my fingers. I growled before swallowing the venom again letting the shiver run down my spine at the sensation that my singer's blood caused within me. The monster in me clawed at my mind trying to get me but in just one week my control was getting very slowly getting better.

My days consisted of training and hunting to control my thirst for this girl. I would sit them in my misery filling my lungs her scent trying to control my desire to drain her. Then I hunted until I was flush from the consumption of blood but still it was not enough to get rid of the burn from the girl's blood.

I knew that I had to keep the girl alive, I would not be able to harm her. I needed to understand her and her silent mind. I had to know why she was different and why she existed to torment me. Why did this creature affect me so much? Why did her blood sing to me and her mind silent to me?

Soon, I would be evaluated. Soon, I would return to school when it was already seen she would be starting classes there. I would succeed in not killing the girl or I would disappoint Carlisle for failing to keep her alive. I would not let a human affect me. I would not take an innocent girl's life to please the monster in me.

"You will be fine" Alice said, and I growled at her reassurance "I saw it Edward, you won't be able to harm her"

I was confused at the statement before growling again taking off out of the window. I would hunt to ensure that nothing would happen to her. I had to appear normal, or this girl would know something was wrong with my family. I had to protect my family's secret and find out what was in this girl's mind. I had to figure her out, how was she able to keep me from knowing? Why did her blood incite me as it did?