Chapter Three (Anabella and Memories)

It's been three hours since Carlisle took the newborn into his office. I could tell from their voices and thoughts that she had a hard time taking all the information in. The thoughts sort of scrambled togther most of the time.


"I'm a vampire? That's impossible...!"


"That's strange, she doesn't even remember the pain of the transformation..."


"Why can't I remember? Just what the heck happened to me?"


"Why would someone just leave her out there in the forest during the transformation? Obvisously they didn't stay since their is no smell of another on her."

Carlisle and Esme talked and let this new information sink in. They decided to ask her to stay with us, but I don't know how she will react to that. While lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice Alice walking up to me. When she spoke I almost jumped.

"I had a vision. I know her name!" She was practically jumping with excitement. "Her name is Anabella. I don't know her last name yet but this is a start!"

If my heart could beat, it would've stopped right now. Their names were just too close. What if this newborn liked to be called Bella, too? I don't think I would be able to do that. Alice could see the pain clearly written on my face.

"Edward, it's not the same person. She is not Bella." I fought back a sob. Just then, Esme came down the stairs and stood next to us.

"I couldn't help but overhear. You figured out her name? Good for you, Alice! Maybe her name would help trigger back some memories."

As if on cue, Anabella appeared at the top of the stairs. She was much calmer from when she first arrived. "My name?"

Alice grinned up at her. "Yes, we found out your name, Anabella. Isn't that great?"

Her face was still stotic, but her eyes twinkled in happiness. "Anabella...that sounds right. But I'd prefer if you would call me Bella, please."

I couldn't take it, I ran.


(Anabella's POV)

I watched as the bronze haired man, Edward I believe, ran from the room. "Did I do something wrong?" I kept the hurt from my voice. It was scaring me. I barley knew him yet I felt drawn to Edward. Like there was some type of bond there.

Carlisle stepped up beside me and patted my shoulder. "No, Bella. It's just...I think Edward would explain it to you when he's ready." He smiled reassureingly at me. I smiled slightly back, for once not shying away from physical contact. He gestured to his office. "Would you like to talk some more with me? It would be interesting to see if you regain any memories from this newfound information." I nodded.

We went back and this time the small pixie girl, Alice, and the big, burly guy I met outside, Emmett, joined us. "So," Carlisle started. "Do you remember anything?"

"Like what?"

Emmett grinned. "Did you have any special guys in your life?"

I frowned at him and then closed my eyes to concentrate.


I was at a beach, sitting on an old man's lap on a bench. This was when I was four years old.


"So, Bella, any stories you want me to tell you about today?" he asked, a smile on his face as he looked down at me.


I felt my nose crinkle as I thought. "Tell me a scary story, Grandpapa."


Grandpapa hesitated. "I'm not sure your mother would like for me to give you nightmares, kiddo."


I tugged at his sleeve and pouted. He sighed in defeat. "You're just like your grandmother, always poutin' to get what she wants." He smiled sadly before he started. "Once upon a time, there were these bloodsuckers, the Cold Ones as our ancestor called them..."

I opened my eyes to find everyone in the room staring at me. "Were you recalling something, Bella?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes, it was me and my grandfather down on the beach... He was telling me stories when I was a little girl."

Alice smiled. "Well, that doesn't give us a clue where you came from, but it's a start. Do you remember the name of the beach or where it was located?" I shook my head.

"Maybe we should get Eddie in here. He could look at her memories and see if the scenery is anything we know," Emmett suggested.

Edward entered the room and stood next to me. "That was a pretty good idea, brother. That's unusual for you," he smirked. It seemed he was in a better mood. Just the thought of him feeling better made me smile, but I wiped it off my face hoping no one saw it. But since I had such bad luck, I noticed looking at me with a knowing smile on her face. If I wasn't dead I would be blushing right now.

Emmett playfully punched Edward's shoulder. "That wasn't very nice, Eddie. I demand an apology."

"You aren't getting one. I spoke the truth."

Carlisle cut them off to get back to the point at hand. "Bella," Edward cringed at my name for some reason, "would you mind if Edward looked into your mind while this is happening?"

I blinked, then remembered that Carlisle told me earlier that Edward could read minds. "Sure, sure."

"Okay, since it seems you respond to questions, we will keep to that method."

Alice decided she would be the next person to ask. "Was there anywhere you went to as a human?"

I closed my eyes again.


This time I was sixteen, this happened around a year ago then. I was now seventeen. I was in a car with two people. They were both male and they had dark hair and dark skin.


"Hey, Bella, Alan? Do you remember when grandpa used to tell us those stories all the time?" the boy driving asked. The guy next to me in the backseat nodded.


"Of course, Greg, who wouldn't remember those crazy stories? I swear the old man was nuts."


I glared at them and pouted. "Don't be mean about Grandpapa. He was the nicest person alive before he passed away." They both rolled there eyes at me and muttered something about me be stubborn about the topic.


"Well anyway, I wanted to go check out the old white house. Y'know? The one he said the leeches lived in?" Greg asked.

"Awesome idea, man. But Bella might get scared." Alan elbowed me in the ribs. "It's supposedly haunted now. Something about a party gone wrong and someone ended up being sucked dry by the bloodsuckers."


It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Bring it on. I bet it isn't haunted."


The boys grinned and pulled into a barely noticeable gravel driveway that went through a bunch of trees. When the trees parted a beautiful white mansion stood tall in the clearing. The years it was left unused left the place covered in vines. We all got out of the car and entered the house.


"Whoa. It's huge it here," I muttered. We spilt up and toured the place. I marveled at the humungous rooms. While I was in one room, Alan jumped out of the closet and grabbed me around the waist, his teeth at my neck. I screamed.


He chuckled at let go of me. I turned around to smack him and got a glimpse of the plastic set of vampire teeth in his mouth. "That wasn't funny, Al." He just continued laughing and went to go see Greg to tell him of my fright.


As I was about to leave something in the corner of the room caught my eye. It was a piece of floorboard, sticking out of the ground like it was ripped out and then hurridly put back in place. Curious, I lifted it up and picked up the contents inside.


There were plane tickets, and very old ones at that. They were to go to Jacksonville. Next was a cd. I took it to listen to it later. The last couple of things were two pictures. They were both of the same two people. One was a girl about the same age as me. She had silky looking hair and big, brown eyes. Surprising, those eyes looked like mine. Next to her was a guy. He looked so handsome and perfect. His bronze hair, topaz eyes, and pale skin made him look like a model. No, like a god.

I opened my eyes to look straight into the topaz eyes I saw in the picture. Edward was looking at me like he saw a ghost.

"Umm, Edward...?" I touched his cheek and he pulled away from me, staring at a spot above my head not looking at my face anymore.

"What was your grandparent's names?" His voice was hallow, dead.

"Umm, well, I don't really remember my grandmother's name but I do know my grandfather's..."

"What was it?" His voice cracked this time.

"Jacob. Jacob Black."