Hey, sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I've been busy camping, but I just got home a couple days ago. Here is the chapter, hope you enjoy!
I just couldn't get over how stunning Edward looked in the sun. With my greatly enhanced vision, I could see every detail of his flawless face, his pale granite skin. The way it sparkled, it threw off a spectrum of colors, including a fourth one that I'd never known existed. Words could not describe what I was feeling at that moment. I grinned at him, and in response he leaned in toward me. For a minute that felt like seconds, we kissed passionately. Not just a cheap make-out session, which is always a good time, but a genuinely romantic moment. He began to subtly unbutton his shirt, but before things could get too steamy, he tensed. I was about to ask what was wrong, when he blurted out
"The Volturi, they're here for Charlie"
For a brief time I just gaped, shocked. But I slowly came back down to reality, I grabbed Edward's arms and ran at the absolute limit of my vampiric speed toward my house.
Must find Charlie before aro does. Must find Charlie.
I broke the lock with excessive force, not caring to pause and find the key. When I arrived, I drew in a sharp unnecessary breath, and scanned the area, not finding Charlie anywhere.
"I just caught their scent; they must be upstairs…in your room" Edward snarled fiercely. He must have some kind of history with the Volturi guard. I myself had never met them, just knew of their supremacy over the vampire world. I took Edward's hand and proceeded slowly, at slightly above human pace, nervous. When we finally reached my door, I saw three young yet ancient faces before me. Two of them had jet black hair, and one sported a head of thick, snowy-white curls, and their was a young girl, of about fifteen, in the corner. All of them had hostile burgundy eyes, even more frightening than mine, though they were duller. One of the older vampires, with hair so long that at first I thought that it was the hood of his long black cloak, identical to the ones all of them wore. I looked into the murky depths of his clouded ruby eyes and saw hostility, and mercilessness.
"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?" I demanded, but I already knew the answer.
"Isabella" said the long-haired one [whom I assumed was Aro] in a stern voice "you know you are not allowed to let mortals in on our secret."
"He's my father" I protested feebly "I couldn't keep it from him"
"Well, his heart must stop beating in one way or another, and he has decided to join the ranks of the living dead" Aro replied. He was trying to sound businesslike, but an undertone of cheeriness carried through his voice, which was ironic for someone of his morbidity. I noticed Charlie for the first time since we'd entered, and he was thrashing in agony.
"Did you just- have you already- I was about to.." I stammered
"No" the small girl in the corner piped up, still focusing intently on Charlie "I just thought I'd have some fun before Aro bites him"
"What does she mean?" I murmured to Edward
"That's Jane" he replied as softly as he could, disapproval coloring his tone "don't underestimate her, she is the most hostile member of the guard; she has the ability to burn you with her very thoughts."
I snarled at Jane, and she glared at me, seeming to focus on me. She looked stumped, but continued to glare. Edward stiffened and stepped protectively in front of me, most likely in response to murderous fantasies running through Jane's sick little mind.
"All right, now that Jane has had her fun, time to begin the transformation. Who shall turn him?" singsonged Aro in his light feathery voice "Marcus, you have the most control out of all of us"
"Usually, yes" the one with short jet-black hair drawled apathetically "but seeing as Isabella is his daughter, I do believe she should be the one to turn him"
"Do you think you would have the restraint?" Aro asked me "you have only been a vampire for a few months."
"I think I can control myself" I answered simply, flitting across the room to the bed, where Charlie lay, staring at the various vampires who filled the room with wide, frightened eyes, like those of an innocent child.
"Edward, restrain me if I should lapse in control" I said
"Of course, love" Edward replied, moving faithfully to my side in a second. I really enjoyed the way he called me 'love' but there was no time for that; I had far more important matters at hand. Such as making my father a member of the undead. Slowly, I leaned in toward his neck. Where should I bite him? I wondered. After several minutes of consideration, I decided on the obvious places: his wrists, and neck. His warmth radiated off him, along with a delicious smell. This was nothing close to the la tu catantes I'd heard about, but I suppose I had never been this close to a human I was forbidden to drink. Well, technically not forbidden, but I would forever feel rightfully at fault if I sucked him dry. As my teeth pierced his warm, penetrable skin, several drops of the liquid dropped on to my tongue. This was usually the part where I began drinking greedily, but this time I had to resist. I simply couldn't drink my father's blood and move on. But more of the wet, warm substance, spilled into my mouth, and my resolve crumbled. I had to taste every last drop.
"Bella!" Edward said nervously "Bella, you'll kill him! You must stop! Find it in yourself the control to stop!"
His breathtaking speech did nothing to dispel the potency of the blood, so he pulled me away with all his strength. My instincts told me to fight him, but I battled them off. I stopped breathing entirely. It was uncomfortable to be without a sense of smell, but still better than the alternative of losing control again. Edward hugged me tightly, stroking my hair, while I watched Charlie nervously. He was thrashing around in agony again, only this time vampire-venom induced, and not Jane induced pain.
"He'll be fine" Edward murmured, trying to comfort me, and succeeding to an extent
After three days, which seemed to drag on, even to me, an immortal, Charlie's thrashing finally ceased, and he got off the bed and peered curiously at the mirror, the same way I had that first day as a vampire. He looked like the Charlie I knew, sort of. But his face was changed, and he looked like a borticelli angel. His features were perfect, and angular, just like ours, and also impossibly beautiful. His skin seemed pale, as usual, but instead of the sickly pale it had been before, this tone added to his perfection. He marveled at his face, tracing his features in disbelief. His blood red eyes contributed to his beauty, the same way mine did. I laughed lightly; we were alike in so many ways. Charlie looked a bit uncomfortable, most likely from the hollow echo of the venom in his throat, caused by thirst
"So" Edward asked him casually "why don't we all go hunting? Surely the thirst is uncomfortable."
"Umm, Edward" I said "I don't think we have the same eating habits"
"Now we do" Edward replied, sounding suddenly sad "as of today, I am seceding from the Cullen coven and joining the ranks of traditional vampires"
"Edward" I gasped, taken aback "you don't have to do this for me. I mean-"
"Bella, listen" he cut me off "my time with you has taught me that I can feed off humans without being the monster I fear becoming. Watching you interact peacefully with humans, while embracing your vampirism, looking at it as an opportunity, not a curse. I have been brooding for far too long, as of today, I shall love every minute of my never-ending existence"
"Okay" I replied, a bit stunned "if that's how you really feel"
And we sped toward Port Angeles, where we would haunt the back alleys until a group of unfortunate humans made their way toward us.
R&R, hope you enjoyed! I shall update soon!