Bree's Story

5. Heaven

Bree's POV

The Cullens' house was extraordinary. There was really no other way to describe it. As Alice opened the door to each of the rooms, I was astounded by the beauty and magnificence within. It was a full ten seconds before I could even speak and another five before I could actually form a proper sentence. Sometimes it felt like I was just imagining this incredible house and its marvellous inhabitants, but when I closed my eyes and reopened them – expecting everything to be gone – the superb house and my vibrant new sister still stood before me.

Alice was definitely giving me the full tour of the house. We must have seen over twenty rooms already and now we were heading up the stairs… Again! I didn't have a clue why Alice had insisted on not showing me one of the rooms until the very end of my tour, but I figured I'd let her do things her way. From the joyous expression she now wore, I could guess that she was about to unveil the final room of her tour.

"Alice, are we going up to see the last room now?" I moaned impatiently.

"Yes. Now stop whining or I won't show you at all," she snapped back at me. Her dazzling grin that followed told me that her threat was not applicable and wasn't at all serious. She wouldn't miss showing me this room for the world.

We stood in front of a large, wooden door – the entrance to the only room of the Cullen house that I had not yet seen. Well, I stood. Alice bounced up and down hysterically, failing to control the excitement bursting out of her.

"Are you ready?" she asked in a high pitched squeal.

"Yes," I sighed intolerantly.

"Okay," she yelled. "Close your eyes."

"Alice, I'm not closing my eyes," I complained.

"Yes, you are," she said certainly. I was getting the impression that Alice always got what she wanted, so I followed her instructions without putting up a fight.

I shut my eyes tightly and took Alice's hand. I heard the sound of the wind as the door was silently opened. The scents of the room flooded around me creating a slight breeze. Rose and lavender were the most dominant aromas flowing out from the room, but a hint of mint, strawberry and blossoms also hung in the air. Together the scents made up the most perfect perfume. A fragrance I could only imagine would fill the air of heaven.

Alice tugged gently on my hand and I took a step forward. The smell grew stronger and more pronounced as I walked further into the mystery room. After two more steps I noticed that Alice had stopped pulling on my hand and I hesitantly came to a stand still. I felt her release her grip and heard her feet brush softly against the floor as she took a step to the side.

"Bree?" Alice said.

"Yes," I replied.

"You can open your eyes now," she told me.

I did as she said. I was all too eager to see the final room of my home. When I opened my eyes and saw my surroundings for the first time I blinked – unnecessarily – three times. I had thought that the rest of the house was unbelievably beautiful, but this gorgeous bedroom – which I now realised, must belong to Alice – put the rest of the house to shame.

The colossal double bed stretched over half of the room. The violet curtains, which enclosed the bedroom from the encroaching forest, matched the satin quilt cover. Golden and lilac pillows overflowed onto the ground from the top third of the bed – the detailed embroidery somehow sparkling in the dimly lit room. Beside the bed, a crystal vase containing a fresh bouquet of blood red roses rested on a deep mahogany end table. A candle flickered next to the roses, although the room already had a sufficient light source. I looked up to see a glass chandelier hanging from the high ceiling.

"Alice, it's incredible," I said in admiration.

"It's okay," she mumbled. "But that's not what I wanted to show you."

"Really? Then what is?" I asked confused.

Alice pointed toward the left side of her bedroom, where two doors joined to make one. The door frame was the same golden colour as her eyes and the handles were just slightly darker. I hadn't noticed these doors before. They seemed insignificant when compared to the rest of the room itself. They were definitely not one of the features of the room, but Alice made them seem like they were the whole world. She smiled and sigh as she stared at them – her face looked blank as she daydreamed.

"Wow. Alice, you have doors in your room," I said dismally. "In my old room I had doors, too. Isn't that amazing," I continued sarcastically.

"It's not the doors, silly," she giggled, "it's what's behind them…"

"I don't think that any room could live up to the standard of this one," I told her honesty.

"We'll see," Alice said assertively.

She strode over and placed her hands on the golden handles of the double door. She turned her head and a huge grin flashed across her face. I felt compelled to join her, so I took the five necessary steps to stand at her side. She pushed down on the handles and the doors flew open to reveal the contents of a room more than double the size of the one we currently stood in.

I froze, standing completely still and stared with wide eyes. I don't think I could do anything else. Just gape in amazement and incredulity. If I was a human, I most likely would have fainted just from witnessing such a sight.

The room looked like one of the designer stores at the mall. Hundreds of dresses lined the whole right wall of the room. They were colour coordinated, making the wall look like a 3D rainbow. Alice had dresses in every colour, shade, cut and style imaginable. I quickly walked over to the rainbow of stunning dresses – brushing my hand lightly over them – to be sure that they were real and not just a figment of my imagination. They were all soft and smooth, mostly made from satin and silk. As I reached the end of the wall of dresses, I noticed that the next wall was almost entirely covered by an enormous mirror. I paced forward to stare at my glorious immortal body.

I had seen myself a number of times since I'd become a vampire, but I was still shocked when I saw the girl staring back at me from Alice's mirror. Her bright red eyes were wide and alert. Her straight black hair reached just past her shoulders. She was slender, but well proportioned. All of her features were perfect on the pale white skin of her flawless face. I still found it hard to believe that I was looking at myself, rather than at a model from one of my fashion magazines.

"So, what do you think?" Alice interrupted me from my trance.

"It's amazing… it's wonderful… it's incredible," I struggled for the right word.

I spun around and saw the segments of the room I hadn't seen yet. A white loveseat sat in the corner of the room next to the mirror. At its side stood a large bookshelf, with shelves that had been divided into multiple sections to display the twenty-five handbags it currently held. A rack filled with pants, jackets and cardigans took up as much space as a quarter of the dress rack, but it was still a couple of metres long. Next to the doors, in the other corner of the room, was a closet overflowing with skirts, singlets and shirts.

My eyes searched for Alice, but before they found her they discovered the huge glass cabinet exhibiting over fifty pairs of drools-worthy designer heels. Maybe I was in heaven after all.

"Alice, what is this room?" I was surprised I could actually form a sentence, but my eyes did not even momentarily glance away from the shoes.

"This isn't a room," Alice answered, "it's my wardrobe."

"Incredible," I murmured.

"I know," she squealed with delight. "Well, I guess it's our wardrobe now," she corrected.

"What?" I asked confused.

"You're sharing my room. I already checked with Carlisle and Esme and they're fine with it. They were actually worried that they might not have a room for you," she told me. "Oh, and what's mine is yours."

"Oh my gosh, Alice!" I screamed. I threw myself at her and wrapped both arms tightly around her rock hard body.

"Besides, you're the only one who will fit into my clothes," she said matter-of-factly. "And what are sisters for?"

"You consider me as your sister?" I questioned, now overjoyed.

"Of course I do, Bree. You're a Cullen now," she said and I squeezed my new sister even tighter.