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Chapter 7

You never forget, whatever they tell you. You never will.

The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved

I dropped Jaspers hand slowly and walked at a humans pace through the house, smelling everything and memorising it for later. It was amazing how everything had it own individal scent that was unlike nothing else. Clearly unique. No one interrupted me, Jasper occasionally hovering behind me making sure that I didn't do anything too dangerous I guess. Once I had smelt everything from the first floor of the house from leather to satin I slowly accended the staircase to the second story where my room was.

I ran my hand quickly over the banister and sniffed the polish wood quickly, cherry blackwood oak with strong layers of varnish, a very strong combination. I walked up the last few remaining steps when I realised they had stopped following me, I shrugged my shoulders and turned the first corner to the study. I had only been in here once before and that was so long ago, it felt like another life time. I knocked on the door knowing Carlise would be in there, ready a book of some sort. "Come in Bella," he called through the thick wood of the door.

I carefully pushed open the door and stepped onto the carpet. "Hey," I whispered knowing he could hear me. "You know Bella, you dont have to knock on the door here. Except maybe Emmetts' and Roses', actually I'd stay away from that room altogether," he shuddered. I gave a small dark chuckle as I walked to the bookcase to enjoy the books. I picked one up from the shelf on opened it at a random page, I smelt deeply into the bind and sighed. Dust, paper and ink, a weird yet obvious combination but it was homely to me.

"Bella there is something we need to talk about," Carlise said watching his words, "can you please come sit over here. I know you can hear me, but I thought it would be easier." he said drifting off. I placed the book back in its proper position and was sitting in the longue chair in an instant. I breathed in through my nose to smell the chair and sighed, it didn't smell new and unused it felt warm and earthy with knowledge.

I looked at Carlise giving him a look to continue and crossing my leg over the other. "We still have to discuss your... accident." I wasnt quite sure where he was headed so I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Its entirely up to you, so dont feel pressured to do anything but we need to know soon. People are starting to talk. An officer came to your house yesterday to inform you of your fathers'... condition." he said this slowly watching my reaction to this. My only reaction was my tighter grip on my thighs, which if I were human I probably would have broken the thigh bones long ago.

"Mmhm," was all I said to get him to continue. "They realised you weren't there and the Newtons' have been calling because you didn't turn up to work either, the town is getting nosey. It's been scheduled for later today to start an official search. Their theory is that you've ran away with the news your father somehow reaching you before hand, that they aren't entirely worried about seeing your legallly an adult." I nodded at this but I didn't like where this was heading. After my nod he continued on, "the other theory is that you... urm died," he ended shortly. Well that part was true at least, I grimaced in my head.

"I have discussed this with the others' and an idea that keeps coming up is to fake your death, we only suggest this because soon the police will turn up here because publicily they know if you aren't at your house you would be wherever we are," he said quickly clearly getting uncharacteristicly nervous. "Best solution we have came up with is, since your truck is here and no one has seen it in town, is that we stage your truck driving off a cliff. It wont be easy, but not impossible." Carlise whispered. We sat there for what could have been hours but was actually only minutes in silence. He was waiting for me to answer.

"Just do whatever is easiest, for you guys. As long as its done is all that matters right?" I said smally because really, it didnt matter. Carlise nodded at this but I didnt feel his heart was in it. I stood up to leave when Carlise spoke again. "Bella these are for you, we have had them for awhile just incase you ever were..." he trailed off. I heard a drawer open and close as I turned around. "I know you probably wont use them, theyre are just incase you ever need anything. You probably wont be able to use them until this whole mess is cleared up but you know, just incase." I looked at his hand and saw he was holding a small silver Blackberry and a slightly smaller credit card. I slowly picked them up and turned them over in my hands. "Thanks Carlise, its very generous." I whispered. I put them in my pocket, not sure whether or not I intended to use them or not. I probably would a couple times to make them happy but you never know. "Bella, we just want you to be happy. Money is just a material thing but if you find it comforting we will give anything to make you happy," Carlise said with sincerity dripping off his every word.

"I really appreciate everything your family has done for me, you didn't have to. Even after they left you still provided me with unconditional love, even when you didnt have to." I gave a small grimace and continued. "That's all I can ask for, is your love." I turned and walked out the door giving Carlise a small wave of my hand before going into the hallway. I needed to continue my scent journey through the house and wondered what my next stop should be, maybe the bathroom on this floor.

I walked at a humans' pace to the bathroom door and knocked quietly, no response. I let myself in and basked in the various smells. Lavender and rose soap in the shower, sandlewood and lemon grass handsoap on the sink. I picked up a dry dark blue towel and enhaled deeply,
cotton was prominent but there was something else I could not place. I finished up on my journey in the bathroom and left quickly, eager to finish my trip.

Without thinking I entered the room next to the bathroom and stopped in my tracks. Alices' old room, Jasper had moved out of here but left all of Alices' belongings behind. Something told me deep down he hoped she would come back. I felt like I shouldnt be here, it wasn't ever voiced but I had the feeling they werent allowed back. The room had a dead feeling to it, you could no longer smell Alice and only Jaspers' scent lingered on parts of the room. My brain was telling me that I shouldnt be here but there was some morbid part of me that wanted me to continue.

I walked on the lemon coloured carpet over to the desk where many fashion magazines and clothing sketches were spread out, I picked them up and set them in neat piles, it just seemed right. I opened one of the draws and looked inside, but there was nothing but loose blank paper. I shut it quickly having it hold no interest, and went for the second drawer. I tried to open it but failed, it was locked. Even with my vampire strength it only trembled, how odd. Having it locked only increased my curiousity. I began to wonder where Alice would hide a key, nothing too obvious but then it occurred that she would just see someone if they were looking for it so I had a feeling she knew I was looking. I thought of a way of maybe finding it.

I hovered my hand over the books on the desk and felt nothing, I walked over to her duchess and felt emptiness again. I began to wonder where she would hide it and maybe she just took it with her and had it in her pants pocket or something. That gave me an idea, her clothes.
Maybe she knew that whoever would look for it would think she wouldnt go for the obvious so she went for the obvious. Wow, if I could swear I was getting a headache thinking about this. I quickly walked over to her massive inbuilt wardrobe and rested my hand on the knob. I suddenly felt a spike of anxiety and knew I had to be close. I opened the door and was in amazement, saying it was huge was an insult. It was monstorous.

I walked in and let my jaw drop, but had to quickly shut it remembering I was looking for the key. I stayed on the obvious track and thought of what her favourite thing was. Shoes. I couldnt see any shoes as I walked down the corridor of jeans. Her wardrobe had aisles, amazing. I walked over to dresses began rummaging around on the rack, pushing various extravagent gowns out of the way. I stamped my foot in frustration and thought of Alice. What was something she couldnt stand as dresses? I closed my eyes and remembered one of the times she played Bella Barbie.

"Alice," I whinged, "couldnt I just wear a simple cotton dress? It would make me happier, dont you want that?" I pleaded into her big topaz eyes. She laughed and gave me a pout, "dont you want to make me happy? I thought we were sisters, I never had a sister as a human and now your denying me of that opportunity?" she sobbed back to me. I sighed as I gave up, "Yes Alice, go ahead then. Bring on the silk," I said with a small smile. Her face lit up, "Yay, thanks Bella. Besides you know I hate cotton, so boring and plain," she said as she skipped off towards to wardrobe.

God, she was such a manipulator and I didn't even realise it. Then it struck me. Cotton. I closed my eyes again and sniffed the air immediately overwhelmed by the different materials. I tried to zone in on just one scent but it was difficult, so I tried zoning in on the scent I couldnt recognise from the crowd and followed it down the rack. The smell ended at a small white dress with yellow flowers printed all over it, it was nice, something I'd never seen her wear. I picked it up off the rack and started shaking it hoping a key or something would fall out. Not that lucky I guess. I threw it on the floor in annoyance and sat next to it. I pushed my hand through my hair and looked up at the rack and noticed something I didn't notice before. A door knob.

I got up quickly and turned the door knob and walked through it knocking several dresses off the rack doing so. I ducked my head down to a height Alice would have found comfortable and walked a little further. I looked up and was just as amazed as when I first entered the wardrobe. The walls were completely covered in shoes, every style, every colour, even every size. I tried to think which one Alice would like the most but I couldnt think of just one she would like. I thought of all the things like Alice and basically was just coming up with clothes, then I realised everyone called her a pixie. Maybe there was some Christmas shoes or something?

I quickly saw something that fitted a Christmas pixish description. Spakly green ballet flats, that were slightly upturned at the toe with a green bow at the front. They called out to me so I walked over to the east wall and jumped up to grab them. I took them out of their clear box and held them in my hands unsure of what to do. I turned them over and over trying to find a key or a clue but found none. I threw them on the ground in frustration ready to give up when I heard a small crack, I thought it wouldve been the floor but on further inspection I realised the bottom of the shoe had started to come off.

I picked it up and pulled off the bottom sole, I held the sole in my hand and grinned. There was a small silver key in the sole. I picked it out of the groove and raced out of the room without bothering to shut to door. I ran out the wardrobe and knelt down at the desk, shoving the key furiously in the lock. Satisfied after hearing a small click I pulled the drawer open.

I picked up the leather bound book sitting on top of loose papers. I undid the small clip lock and realised it was a diary, an old one from 20 years ago. I read the first entry gobsmacked.

"April 17th, 1989 Today he said it, today Edward told me he loved me.
We have both seen my visions showing this brunette girl becoming a vampire like us and being part of the Volturi gaurd. I talked to Aro about this and he was most intrigued, he said he has never seen anyone with such power and that we should be careful when we meet her and not to stuff anything up."

I frowned at this realising that they were talking about me, making the connections from when he turned me. I flipped to a recent entry from 4 years ago.

"June 22nd, 2005 She will be here soon, we have explained it to the family and they agree fully that this will be for the best. They've all agreed to act their parts,
she wont see this happening."

I growled at this, the Cullens' weren't faking anything they loved me and I knew that. Alice probably saw me reading this and wrote it to upset me, thats what my head decided. I threw the book back into the drawer and picked up a stack of photos sticking out of the papers. I shut the drawer and locked it before I looked at the photos, I put the key into my jeans and picked up the first photo.

It was old, black and white and quite worn. It was a photo of Alice with longer hair than when she was here, another difference was that here eyes, even in the picture seemed like a light blue. I figured this was from when she was human. I picked up the next photo and felt myself twinge internally, it was a photo of her and him in a large room with many other vampires. The room was marble and intracilly carved, there were paintings all over the roof of Cherubs and Christain tales. In the middle of the room were three throne like chairs were upon them sat three ghastly men. One with pale blonde hair and the other two with dark brown hair. Alice and him stood behind one of the dark haired males chair on either side of him. They all had evil grimaces on their faces.

I put that photo down on top of the other one and immediately started screaming, it was a self taken photo on a digital camera, it was high definition and completely in colour. I couldnt stop screaming as I glared at the photo of Alice and him kissing in a passionate embrace I ripped up all the photos and shoved them in a nearby bin. I stood up still screaming looking into the bin at the photo of Alice, she was wearing the friendship bracelet we made each other. I curled up into the corner of the room and continued yelling. I closed my eyes and rocked myself back and forth. I hardly heard the sound of the door swing open and the Cullens' enter with shocked masks on their face. My screaming died and I started to unvolintarily mutter over and over "liars, they lie. theyre liars" over and over as a mantra.

"Bella dear, whats the matter?" I heard Esme ask quietly too scared to talk louder. I ignored them, too far gone and rocked myself into a different world where vampires didnt exist. I briefly heard them talking but couldnt really as I was still muttering to myself. I felt a hand on my shoulder and freaked, I started to scream again and hit the hand away. I forced my eyes open and started to yell at no one. "DONT TOUCH ME AGAIN! HAVENT YOU DONE ENOUGH?! YOUR A LIAR, YOU LIED TO ME! DONT TOUCH!" I yelled before jumping out the nearby window.

I felt the glass shatter around me as I fell the ground, I ran deep into the forest and jumped up into a pine tree. I jumped from tree to tree until the sun went down.

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