This is the first chapter of my new fanfiction! I hope you'll like it!
BELLA POV
This is ridiculous. Utterly and completely ridiculous.
Let me clarify what brought me in the situation I am now.
It has been one month after our return from Volterra, and finals are approaching. Yet, I cannot concentrate for every second I have my vampire ex in my ear, trying to apologize and convince me to go back with him.
Alice had dragged me across half the world just to save his sorry ass and when we were in front of the Volturi, he still refused to promise to change me! What an ass!
Luckily, Aro seemed to like me—or rather, my talent—so he let us go, but not before he could get a promise out of us. He made us promise that if the Volturi ever asked for the Cullen's help, we would offer some of the coven to help. "If we don't ask for specific someones, you can just send anybody" Aro had said, waving a hand lazily. And Alice had readily accepted. Edward grumbled all the way back to Sea-Tac, and then all the way back to Forks. A-N-N-O-Y-I-N-G.
Immediately after I returned, I went home while thinking how to justify my 3-days absence, but was immensely relieved when I found out he didn't even know. He had stayed with Sue and Billy to help with the funeral arrangements, and left me a note telling me so. He probably had assumed I was out.
Charlie returned home three hours after my own return. I even had time to cook dinner.
Anyway, the trip to Volterra was an eye opener. I had realized that a) I didn't love Edward anymore; b) our relationship had always been an oppressive one; c) with him I had turned into a little weak thing that wasn't me.
The first thing I worked on was the first point.
After a good night's sleep—which was actually a 20 hour long rest, a personal record—I had immediately called Jake to let him and the pack know I was safe. I thought he would faint from relief. I promised to speak with him soon, but that first I had a few matters to settle. He said okay, but to be careful and call him if I needed help.
After that, I went to the Cullen mansion and found everybody already gathered and waiting for me. I looked at Alice and she winked at me. I truly love that pixie.
Anyhow, I had sat on the only free chair that was left. Carlisle had been at the head of the table, Esme on his right, Rosalie on her other side, with Emmett at her right holding her close. Jasper had been seated at the other head of the table, directly in front of Carlisle. Edward had been on the left of Carlisle and Alice on Edward's left. The only free seat that had remained had been between Alice and Jasper.
I had sat there and said, "I suppose Alice informed you about what happened in Volterra and the promise we made, as well as Edward's refusal to change me" Esme had opened her mouth to interrupt me but I had held out my hand to stop her, "Please, let me finish. While Edward here doesn't want to change me, I still want to become a vampire and I hope someone of you will start my change. But this isn't the only reason why I came here. I wanted to talk about what happened after you all left."
Then I had told them everything that happened after my 18th birthday. They had been shocked, angered and saddened by what I said. Jasper and Em—and surprisingly, even Rosalie—had looked ready to kill.
Then I had dived straight to the point. "I told you the whole story was just so you could understand me when I say that I don't love Edward anymore."
Their reactions has surprised me, to say the least.
"Finally!" Rosalie had exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air. "It was time, lil' sis!" Emmet had said, grinning from ear to ear. "We are happy if you are, my dear" Esme had said, Carlisle nodding vigorously his consent. Alice had just sighed in relief and Jasper had smiled proudly.
The only reaction that hadn't surprised me, was Edward's. He had growled and started claiming I didn't know what I was saying, and that we were mates, and yada yada yada.
Yeah, right.
So that brings me to my current situation.
I am here, sitting on my bed, trying to do my English essay, while Edward is still prattling—while being outside the window, mind you—on and on about my "obviously confused feelings", as he puts it.
"My feelings are far from confused, you asshole, and now shush! I need to concentrate!" I snarl.
"Bella, that language is not becoming for a lady…"
I all response, I give him the finger.
"Bella!" he whines.
"Go the hell away, you dick, or I'll call Jazz and Em!" I threaten.
Jasper and Emmett have become my bodyguards, along with the wolves. The two parties even get along for time to time.
He growls, but he resembles too much a wet kitten to scare me. hell, even I can growl more menacingly that him.
"Go. Away!" I snarl again. This time he complies.
I sigh in relief.
July
These past few months have been the best, both for my psyche and my body.
These past months I started living again, going out with friends and truly enjoying my dad's company. I never understood how much I love him. I became more confident and my self-esteem skyrocketed. Now I truly care for myself and my body.
Speaking of which.
A few months do wonders, apparently. After I came back I started eating more healthily and more regularly, and everybody can see it. Even Charlie changed. While he lost some weight and added up some muscle, I lost all weight excess and put on some good-ass curves on me. When I went to prom—under duress, obviously (some things never change)—dressed in a nice deep green mermaid gown with Jake as my date (he had imprinted the first of June, so it was safe now), everybody looked at me like I had just transformed into a Kardashian. But while I have nothing against them, my curves are all real (and my butt isn't as enormous).
Rosalie—we have become closer since my return from Italy—and Alice have tried to get me to try heels to complete my transformation, but I gently declined with a 'hell no'.
Now I am driving to the Cullen house for a family meeting Carlisle called. I wonder what it is about.
I park my lil' old truck in the driveway, right in front of the house, and hop down. I go inside only to find everybody bar Edward—they have send him to Denali 'cause he wouldn't leave me alone—in the living room, staring curiously at a letter in Carlisle hands.
"I'm here. Sorry, I'm late" I say, parking my ass on the couch beside Emmett.
"Don't worry, my dear. Rosalie and Emmett just arrived themselves" Carlisle says, smiling at me.
"Well, care to say what this is about? What is it that you have there Pops?" Emmett asks. I was mildly curious myself, to be honest.
Carlisle fidgets in his seat. Not a good sign, if you ask me.
"This morning I received this letter. It is from the Volturi, from the brothers themselves" he says, and my jaw drops. The promise, I think.
"What?! They are collecting our promise so soon?" Rosalie asks, jumping up on her feet. Emmett reaches for her hand and grasps it, and the calming effect is almost immediate.
"Apparently, yes" Jasper says, and I feel a wave of calm spread through the room.
"Thanks, son. Anyway, they wrote to me about the promise, yes, but this isn't all. They have also specified who they want for this mission" Carlisle says, grasping Esme's hand.
A minute of silence. "Well" I interrupt the surreal atmosphere, "Who are they? And what is this mission?"
He sighs. "There are no details in the letter, only that the two must go to Volterra first, and that there all will be explained. The Volturi's private jet will collect them in a week's time."
"But who are the two?" Rosalie asks, exasperated.
Carlisle covers his eyes with a hand. He looks terribly tired.
His next words shock me to the core.
"They want Bella and Jasper."
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