Chapter 12

Biloxi

Bella p.o.v.

Alice was having a vision while driving to the airport. I could see it. I could hear it. The vision was rather sad. It showed Alice looking at a calendar. The date was 2097. She was all alone and crying. She had her notebook about her past self opened and it was still empty. She ripped out the only page with information on it and I was just able to read what it said before her vision ended.

Biloxi

I knew that Alice had recently started searching for what happened to her before her change but to no avail. No-one is still alive at this time.

Alice was thinking of heading there but she remained silent so I spoke up.

We should go Alice! Shopping can wait. If you want I can join you. Or nevermind, I will call Jasper I can imagine that you want him to accompany you.

We should not go! I dont even know if I want to know what happened to me. And also this is meant to be relaxation for you after two very heavy weeks as a newborn. So we should stick to our normal schedule.

I could read in her mind that she really wanted to go but she just did not want to ruin my shopping trip. But I couldnt care less about that shopping trip. This was about Alice.

We will go there. Or rather you and Jasper. You want to go and I wont let you take away this opportunity for yourself. Every year that passes your chances get smaller of ever finding out what happened to you. So you should not waste any more time. Take the chances as they are. It remained silent for a minute and then she spoke again.

You are right. About almost everything. I dont need Jasper to accompany me. I would be very happy if you wanted to join me?

Of course I would. I was intrigued. Maybe we could discover a small part of Alice her past, her human life and her family. But there was another challenge coming up first.

Alice how am I supposed to sit in a plane with 300 people? I had trouble handling just the seven of you. Let alone being alone in a small area with so many humans. It might end very badly.

We wont be going with a commercial flight. We have our own hangar and private plane. The pilots know what we are and have taken precautions. So no worry. And also after going to biloxi well head to the nearest fashion city and buy you a starter collection. So you have something to wear in the meantime.

She smiled at me and I was maybe regretting that I asked her to do this. But then I felt gratefull again for these amazing people. Gratefull for my family.

We pulled up and drove to the private Gate at the airport. When we enterred the hangar I was baffled. I knew the cullens where rich but in front of me was a massive private jet.

The pilots came out of the plane but stayed a considerable distance away. They were probably informed that I was a newborn. They asked us where to go and Alice responded.

Gulfport–Biloxi International Airport

The pilots went inside the plane and closed the front entrance. We were to take the back entrance of the plane. They were well aware of the dangerous beings we were. And would not come out of the pilot seats. There was a smell surounding the door to their seats. An absolutely disgusting smell. it was smart and I felt safer. I didnt want to be anywhere close to that door.

Hey Bella. Carslisle asked me to tell you but he and Esme have opened your own savings account. Every one of us has one. Over time your heritage will be placed in there and after 80 years you will have to pretend to be your own grandchild. It is an infinite money scheme.

So that is where all of you get your money and expensive things from. I replied.

No. We all get that money from Carslisle himself. He puts money in your account every week. Every one of us got five hundered thousand dollar when opening the account. Every month one-hundered and fifty thousand dollars are added. It is a gift from Carslisle.

Thats insane. I cant accept that. It is too much please dont let him do this.

Bella it is already too late. Esme and him have already opened the account as your foster parents. You told me that you wanted to embrace being a Cullen. This is also a part of it.

She was right but getting that amount of money is properly insane. I will just repay all the money to Carslisle.

Dont even think about it. To him it feels like you dont want to be part of his family then. You mean well Bella, but you will have to give in on this one.

I felt like I would not win this fight. So I gave in.

Ok, ok I will accept the money. Just dont give me more then I need.

Well. Then you are in for a suprise when we return from our shopping trips.

I didnt respond. I knew she would buy me way to much clothes. But at this point I felt like I would lose every argument against her.

Time flew by and we were already in descent for the airport in Biloxi.

When we got out a rental car was waiting and ready. The windows were tinted Alice had seen sunlight on the way to our destination. Her old house.

As I was reading her mind I got a sense of the emptyness she felt. She was trying so badly to remember everything from her past but all we could see was a black void. Nothing, not even the slightest bit. No flink image of her mother or father. No memories of the house which was appearing on the end of the street.

The house was vacant. Alice was doubting if she should even enter. Fearing what she might discover. But I told her that she needed to do this. She needed closure.

We enterred the house and it looked like no-one had been inside for a very long time. Most of the furniture was gone. Only an old sofa and a buffet piano remained. Both covered up by white sheets. Alice looked around but nothing was to be found. We went into one of the adjacent rooms. It looked like a study. There was an old drawer still standing.

Upon opening the first drawer we came across an old newspaper. The date was march 31 1920. On the front page the headline was,

mentally ill girl killed after dissapearing from Biloxi Asylum.

We read the article and it said that 19 year old Marie Alice Brandon. Was killed after running away from the Biloxi asylum. The police shot the girl. After Her father had apparantly warned them that she was highly dangerous. The body was never recovered. Police did an extensive search but gave up after four days of searching.

Tha last sentence said that she would be missed by her father and sister. The familiy had also recently lost their mother after a brutal mulder.

The newspaper beneath this one was from february 1920. It read.

wife of mr Brandon brutaly assaulted and killed at night. Police still searching for suspects.

The article read that Alice her father was a well known businessman. And that his wife was brutaly stabbed by an unknown assailant. After killing her. The murderer fled the scene. No witness has come forward yet. The mother left two loving daughters and her husband behind.

The newspaper beneath it was dated march 14 th 1935

Murder classified as cold case. No evidence, no witnesses and no suspects.

The murder dated from 1920 has been classified as a cold case. In 15 years of investigation no-one has been convicted. The police have not found any evidence or witnesses. The husband from ms Brandon had remaried only four months after losing his daughter and wife. But kept on delaying the classifying of this case.

He ordered them to kill me. Alice spoke up from the first time since we arrived.

He told them I had escaped and that I was armed. He knew that they would shoot me. I can feel it. But why… Bella I dont understand. Why would he want to do this to me.

I stepped closer to her and hugged her tightly. Im sorry I whispered to her. Do you want that I leave you alone for a moment? I asked her.

No! Of course not. Im happy that you are here. I would not want to be here without you.

I smiled lightly at her and sugested that we moved on to another room. She took a last look in the drawer. And reached into it. She had taken pictures. One from her mother and one from her sister.

I heard that she didnt want to take her father his picture. Her mind was filled with rage about him. Neither did she want to take her own picture. Her mind filled with sadness when she looked at it. But she also thought that it was the past. And it should remain in the past. She was happy now.

We moved trough the house and did not really find anything interesting. But we did when we moved into the garage adjacent to the house.

On the shelves was one box. We placed it onto the floor and inside was a notebook. Written by her father.

Date 17 february 1920

She has been taken care of. I hired an assasin and had her killed. He stabbed her so many times. I hope that she did not suffer but it could be in no other way. I need her out of the way for my new love. My true new love.

No-one even looks at me to be a suspect. I could start over again with her out of the way.

Date 27 march 1920

My daughter knows. But how? She was not even in town right then. She said that she has seen it in the premenition. My new girlfriend who had helped me with the plan was already panicking. What if she goes to the police? I might need to take matters into my own hands.

I have to secure my future with my new love. She is the most important person in my life. Everyone else needs to go.

Date 28 march 1920

I have found the perfect solution. After my daughter treatened me to go to the police. I went first and told the chief that my daughter was going crazy. Upon her arrival at the police office there was an orderly and a doctor ready to evaluate her. They both determined that she was mentally ill and needed treatment inside a facility. I imidiately agreed and they took her away right after. The doctor asked me if i would agree on shock treatments. I signed the papers. And there it was.

Another problem solved.

Date 31 march 1920

This will be the last entry. Yesterday the police came to my door informing me that she had disspeared from the assylum. I told the officers that she has had violent moments before. I told him not to risk the life of his own men. She needed to be taken out or captured now. A few hours later he arrived at my door bringing me the amazing news that she had been shot. I needed to act sad. But I was happy that she finally was out of my way. No-one would ever discover the truth.

I lost my control right then and there. Picking up the first object I could find. I threw it right trough the wal into the living room.

I picked up another piece of trash but Alice stopped me.

Bella, dont!

How can you not be angry. He let them kill you. He killed your mother. He ruined your whole life. Taking everything for you. And being happy when you were shot. I cant imagine what you have gone trough.

I am as angry as you are. But I am finding what I was looking for. I wanted to know what happened. Now I know. It shows me how much you care about me though. But dont be mad. My father is not even alive anymore. We have moved long past this. I am happy now. I have you guys.

We are the talented. And we have the strenght to remain calm Bella. You will often hear people thinking things about me, Edward or our family. And you cant lose your temper then. Use this to make yourself stronger.

I know that the family that I have now will protect me at every cost. You just made that very clear to me. I hope my father burns in hell. And that he knows that I have found hapiness myself with a family.