"Seven tickets to Italy, round trip, and one extra ticket coming back." Alice told the ticket saleswoman at the counter. She had a vision that they were back. We all seemed a little skeptical, but Alice said that the vision she saw was diffident, like the weather. I asked her if see saw Bella. Alice said that her vision didn't include Bella, but that doesn't mean she isn't there or somewhere close.
"Alright. I need your names and the name of the person you're bringing back." The lady in the dark blue suit said.
"Eli, Rebecca, Carlson, Emily, Eldon, Jackson and I'm Alex. Our last name is Cuttsons." Alice explained, while pointing to each person in turn, without blinking. I had to commend her for her quick thinking.
"And the person you're bringing back?"
"Uh... her name is Isabella Swan." Alice spoke quietly. I didn't find out until later, after reading her mind, that she just couldn't bare to mess her name up.
Passports? - We have them. -When would you like to leave? -Immediately. -First Class or Coach? -First Class. -Do any of you have any disabilities we need to know about? -No, but we tend to break out in a rash if the sun hits us to hard. - That will be cataloged. -Thank you. -How will you be paying? -Credit. -You tickets are printing. -
Thank you.
Two hours later we were on board the Pan A.M. flight to Venice, Italy. It was going to be a long fourteen-hour flight. I hope nothing happens to Bella while I am on this human contraption.
Bella.
Bella.
Bella.
I'm coming. Don't give up.
BPOV
Dear Diary,
My name is Bella. Bella Swan. You can call me Isabella if you want to. But I prefer Bella. The reason I have you is so I don't go insane. I can't talk to anybody. This place is buzzing with at least fifteen vampires at a time but it seems so dead. There is no one I can confide with, except you. I hope you don't mind if I keep tearing pages out of you then, burning them. I can't let anybody read this.
I leaned back and I looked at what I wrote. I sighed. Had I really come to this? -
Pretending like this stupid notebook has feelings? -
Well, it's something. You need an outlet. -
Ugh, I'm right. Fine.
After staying wherever we were before I blew it, James kept to his word. I wish I could forget everything. But no. That's part of my punishment. But honestly! Come on! I'm only... hmmm I don't really know how old I am. I'm guessing around... late seventeen. Oh! That's right. My birthday is in two months. Okay. So I'm seventeen and completely screwed for eternity. I used to rely on sleeping to get away from the nightmares of my day. But, I don't even have that anymore. Well... I still sleep... but it's just like reliving the previous day. I can choose not to sleep. But, lately, I have been sleeping a lot!
But things aren't so bad anymore. Not like they used to be. I have a lot of more freedom and no more tests. Apparently, according to Dr. Malcolm, if they change anything else with me I'll die. But, does that stop them from testing on me as I am? Heck. No.
Sorry. I kind of have a bit of an attitude. It's only to be expected they way I've been treated in the past few months.
Okay. I exaggerate on some things. They only do tests every now and then. Oh, did I mention where I moved to? It's this place in Italy. Very small... very dark... very gothic... very disturbing. But it's all I have now. Volterra. That's my home now. Well... home is loose terminology. I never feel at home.. Even though I have the exact same status now, as some members of the Volturi guard... I feel empty.
When I moved here I thought I got out of the scientific game. That I would finally be at rest. I am. It's awful.
I always thought that vampires didn't have any souls. I know better now. They have souls. But, I'm certain that I don't. It has been sucked out of me by all the radiation and chemical exposure. I should be dead by now. But, I think my soul has sacrificed itself. I just feel so empty. I've always felt that way. But, now that I'm not so tormented by the experience... I feel it even more. Like there is a huge gap in me. Like something's missing. It has to be my soul.
I have to go now. Aro has called us together to greet some visitors in the east chambers. I'll write in you soon.
Thank you-
- Bella
I walked to the back of the room along with six of the other guards. Our hoods pulled down, we were drowned in black. The Volturi like being dramatic. It would be funny if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't funny.
The two guys I was standing with eyed me lustfully. I sighed. Again? I sent them death glares and forced their faces to our three masters. They straightened up when they saw Aro, Marcus, and Caius.
Before they sat in their chairs, Marcus stared at me and muttered something looking disappointed. He can feel the relationships between everybody. It might sound stupid but it's actually pretty handy. He can instantly tell when someone isn't loyal within the ranks, or who is the leader or the moral keeper. That's why he looked at me that way. I am disconnected with everyone here. They are all having a party while I'm in the corner counting the bricks on the wall. I'm more like a ghost.
Aro got up and looked around the room.
"The people coming are some old friends of ours. At least one of them is. So be on your best behavior. I believe they want something of ours. Don't worry; we won't let them have it. They've been after it for some time now. This might be the last straw. But keep a sharp eye." - A buzzing started in my chest. Like something that I've waited for, been looked for is coming.- I nodded like the rest of them. "Alright Heidi, bring them in."
A/N Muahahaha! I'll update soon. Please review! I need more reviews! Okay… well, I have to go watch Matt Damon now. ; )
-Rosalie