Its been awhile for this chapter because I've been at mini-courses and barely have anytime to get on and write. So for all you people who have been waiting: wait no more. Angel has arrived.(a little Buffy joke)...
A/N: When I write, I like to let the reader work to figure out what's happening. It's just natural to me. So in the last chapter, the italics are memories from previous conversations. If you dont know by the second line who's talking, you're not truely a Twilight fan. Same with points of view: read on and you'll catch on. Peace.
Esme sat alone at the small kitchen table. It felt wierd not having Carlisle with her. He wouldn't even tell her what he was up to. Atleast she could cross of the idea of him having an affair. He would never do that. It must have something to do with Edward.
Poor, Poor Edward. Every time she thought of him, her heart ached. She had too much human love in her, it was overwhelming. She couldn't help it. Edward is her son.
Esme slowly counted the chairs that stood around the small fold-out table. Five in all. It's not like they ever sat at this table and ate, but sometimes they wanted to act like humans, to know how it felt. Not like they regreted being vampires, most of the time. Hey, they were going to live forever. Hopefully.
Esme didn't know about Edward, soon he'd be killing himself. When is he going to come to his senses, and go back to Bella. If she asked him this, he'd most likely glare at her and then hug her, which really wouldn't answer her question in the first place.
Esme leaned her arms on the table, placing her head gently aswell. What was happening to their family?
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"Do you love me?"
"Hmm?"
"I said, do you love me?" Alice's voice came out like music to my ears. I turned my head from the paper in front of me, taking in her expression, trying to read whatever hints she was trying to convey. A slight prickle of pain jabbed in my temples. I raised my fingers, massaging small circles.
"Jasper?" Her voice slowly spoke. I looked up at her again. Her expression had changed. I reached out to her, gathering her light body in my arms and holding her against me. She leaned her head on my shoulder. I rubbed my palm up and down her arm. With my other hand I held her chin, turning it towards me.
"What a daft question." I said. Her eyes searched mine, maybe looking for a lie. I stared back intently, sending waves of compassion into her. "Why would you ask me something like that?" I murmured, pulling her closer. "Of coarse I love you."
"I... I've just been thinking - a lot lately." she said.
"About?"
"Life. well - whatever you call the existence we have." A small smile swept across her face. It quickly was overtaken by my mouth on hers. I tried to be as gentle as possible. After a moment I pulled back. She slowly licked her lips.
"Without you, there is no unlife for me." I whispered in her ear.
"Dido." she whispered back. We sat there, for hours before we were interrupted by Rosalie's piercing scream.
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So, here I am. Alone. sitting on the front stairs of Billy's house. Waiting. There he is.
"Jacob." I said, as he walked up the path to the stairs.
"Good Evening Bella." He said, an edge of aggravation in his voice.
"Busy night?" I tilted my head sideways, staring up at him. When I say, up. I mean from where I'm sitting looking up at his six foot something tall frame. He's gigantic. He looked behind him reluctantly. " Hello Sam." I said to the man behind him.
"Bella." Sam answered with absolutley no tone in his voice. "How are you?"
"Very well actually." I answered, trying to sound as blunt as humanly possible.
"That's good. Were you waiting for Jacob?" Yes.
"No. I was just - getting some air." Both of them don't even know, I don't even know, the next time I'll feel the cold breeze of the town I've come to call home. Forks.
"Oh." Jacob says. "Well If you weren't waiting for me, do you mind if I speak to Sam alone?"
"By all means." I say, trying not to sound annoyed. I stay, looking up at them.
"I was here first." I state, taking in their faces I quickly changed my answer." Okay. I kept this stair warm for you." I wave my arm toward it like a throne. "Enjoy".
I walk inside. Charlie is seated on the couch watching the television.
"Hey dad. Where's Billy?" Charlie looked up at me and smiled.
"Went with some of his buddies to grab a drink." Billy drinks? okay.
"Oh. What are you doing?" I take a seat on the corner, beside him.
" Passing the time. I was just-"
"I love you dad." Omigod. It just came out. Stupid word vomit. His facial expression changed. Hardened.
"Well then. as to you." His cheeks pinkened in embaressment. I kept back a tear from invading my secret.
"Don't ever change." I say, leaning over and goving him a hug. From the straigtening of his back, I knew he wasn't ready for that. But, he loosened at returned the feeling.
"What brought that all on?" he asked carefully.
"Just thought it was time to say it."
"Bella. Something's wrong. What is it?"
"Dad. I'm tired.I'm going to go to bed."
Five minutes later, I'm lying alone on my bed, staring at the water stained roof. A fruit fly makes its way across the room, landing on the wondow sill. The lights flicker and then go out. I turn my head, looking at the new presence. Two men, accomanied by Jane stand there, watching me. I wipe the tears from my eyes and sit up. I can only see thier shadows, but the red hungry glare of their eyes watch me intently. I'm not scared.
"Are you ready Bella?"
"Yes." I stand up and grab my backpack off the chair. "Are you going to tell me why you want me?"
"When we get there." Jane answered. "This is Felix and Jaques"
"Hello." I'm suddenly shy.
"Let's go. Felix." The vampire named Felix walks slowly towards me. With impulse I step back.
"Sorry." I whisper. He takes me into his arms and we're gone. I watch the reserve and Forks flash by. A new life is beginning soon.