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There I stood in front of the house that was a home to all these children and eventually to even more.
Kids like me, no parents and no other family that could or would take care of them. The ones I had seen were all about 6 years old. So young.
Briefly I wondered how they had ended up here.
Scenes of accidents, strokes, heart attacks and other sicknesses crossed my mind. They all had one thing in common though: Tragedy. All those infants were playing a role in a tragedy called life. They had been passed the buck, so to speak.
Ironic isn't it? How some people seemingly have all the good luck and others are stuck with misfortune?
I knew I wanted them to have the money that I had gotten from the people I had sold my dads house to.
As if in trance, I made my way back to the hotel;
all the time thinking about ways to get the money to the orphanage anonymously. I did not want to draw any attention to me, if I could help it.
For now, I could not come up with a sufficient solution to that dilemma, so I started to think about things I wanted them to do with the money:
A paint job was obviously quite overdue- the once probably reddish colour was now closer to a brown. Not a happy colour.
Book was also on top of the list I wanted them to have. I had enjoyed books so much. I really hoped to pass on that love for reading to someone. Perhaps on of them would fall in love with books if only they had the right ones! Immediately I made list of books I wanted to recommend warmly to them.
For the rest I did not really know. What could they need? New beds? New uniforms or shoes? Tables? I had no idea what so ever but I was extremely sure that the money would be welcome and appreciated.
I was passing the "Palazzo dei priori" and heading in the direction of the "Via dei Marchesi", where my hotel was located, when I heard an alluring voice calling out from behind:
" Signora! Signora, aspetta!" It was less the meaning behind the words spoken but more the voice itself that had me frozen in my tracks. It sounded oh so soft, like a breath of spring, although the words were spoken loud as to make it to my ears. The voice was so similar to HIS and yet it was unmistakeably a woman's voice. It was the texture of the voice that was so similar. Like a song in the same tonality that only THEIR kind was able to sing.
It made the hole in my chest ache with new pain, pain that had nothing to do with the inflamed gash, but that was coming from my heart, from deep within. I controlled the urge to gasp and clutch my hands to my side, but just barely so.
Slowly I turned around only to lay my eyes on the most beautiful creature I could ever have imagined.
In front of me, merely a few feet away, stood a goddess :
An angelic face - complete with immaculately arched eyebrows (set over big violet eyes), high cheekbones, straight nose and red pouty lips- framed by long curly locks of shiny mahogany Hair;
a body that was perfect in every way, with curves in all the right places, a feminine figure;
and legs that seemed to last for miles until they vanished under the hem of a classical black mini dress, which went just above the knee.
The feet clad in black high-heeled pumps.
I was baffled, at a loss for words. Yes, I had expected beauty beyond reason when I had first heard that voice, but that was just too much. I mean even Rosalie would pale in comparison to this gorgeous and statuesque raven beauty. I tiny part of me wished that SHE would meet this miracle of pulchritude in front of me and meet HER match in her.
There was so much emotion inside of me upon seeing her, but I am sure none of them showed on my face. It was dead, as I was sure my eyes were, too. So I looked at her, waiting for her to say something, anything. This would be my chance, my one way ticket straight to hell.
She looked at me confused, then shrugged as if to dispel some thought, and began to speak:
"Please excuse my calling to you from behind, I was just wondering,... This might sound rude but You are a tourist here, right? My name is Heidi, by the way." With that she held her hand out for me , a friendly non threatening smile gracing her lips.
Nodding, I shook the proffered hand and said: "Bella, nice to meet you."
"So are you here with your family or friends, perhaps? You know, because I am guiding groups of tourists through the Fortezza here in Volterra and I was wondering whether you would like to join one of the tours?"
I could not believe my luck! Ha! I had been searching for them in this damned town and here they were practically inviting me to come and be their dinner! This was too easy now! And I had worried they would ask questions and eventually torture me to death!
By the end of her sentence I must have had a manic glint in my eyes, betraying my eagerness, as she was now looking victorious.
If only she knew who the true winner was! I! I! I!
"Erm, Yeah sure, I would like that, very much, even. But I am here on my own, so there would only be me..."with that my answer drifted off.
"Oh don't worry, that does not matter in the slightest, there will be others in the group. You see, I do not only work as a guide here but in other cities also. Tomorrow I will bee in Florence first. But in the afternoon, I will give a guided tour here. The coach will arrive in Volterra at about 3 pm. So the tour will start at 3. 30 pm. I would feel honoured if you came. You look like someone who likes history and such." The angel said in a convincing voice.
There really was not much to convince me of in the first place but I would not tell her that.
"That is so great! Thank you! And how much will it be?" I had to ask, just to sound sincere. The first part however was an outburst of enthusiasm as I had not felt one ever since THEY had left me.
"Ah, Dear, do not worry. There is no fee for you. It will be my treat." She winked at me.
Sure... More like I will be her treat. Whatever.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I will make sure to be there! I am so looking forward to it!"
"You are very, very welcome, Bella! I am looking forward to seeing you tomorrow! Good Bye!"
"Yes, See you tomorrow! Bye!" With that I turned around and skipped to my hotel. But not before I heard a soft sigh: " Ah, deliciosa."
I know it is very short. Sorry for that but to make it better the next chapter will be up soon and dare I say it: Much longer!
Then Bella will meet the Volturi! Yes! I am so excited myself!
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