I sat outside until the party was over, wishing the night could last forever, that I could lay in Edward's arms forever. I suppose all good things have to come to an end. He left only a short time ago yet I ached for him; for his crooked smile, his piercing eyes, his ability to make me feel as if I was the only woman in the room. I needed him, craved for his companionship.
The power he held over me was amazing, no one ever made me feel the way he had tonight. Some how, some way he found the key to my heart. As if he had been holding it all this time, searching for me too. I realized how insane I sounded, in love with a man I had known for only a few hours. To feel this pull to him instantaneously, as if it were meant to be. But, by accepting I had lost my mind would mean he never existed, and I knew he existed. I could feel it in my heart, deep within the hollow hole I had built within myself starting to refill. My lips still burned from where he kissed me, my body still tingled every time I thought of him holding me, touching me.
"Bella!" I head my mother yell, "where are you!"
Here we go...Renee was a rather difficult individual, and incredibly hard to please. I don't just call her mother because she is a mother-like figure to me, she is my biological mother. When I was a young girl my mother left my father Charlie for another man, and took me with her. Human memories fade, but my fathers face the day we left will forever be burned into my brain. He just stood there, heartbroken, watching the two people who were most dear to his life walk away from him. Leaving him behind while he wondered what he could have done wrong.
In reality, he did nothing wrong. My mother was a rather selfish human being, she didn't care whether she broke Charlie, just as long as she gained the happiness she craved for. Had she loved him once? Possibly; but once the fire in their relationship started to weaken, her will to fight for their love died. Of course, to my father, it was still very much alive. When Phil came along, my mother became infatuated with him. He was a vampire, how could she not? For some reason, he found a fascination with her and changed her without question; from her or myself.
When my mother awoke three days later; having no idea what happened to her, only that she had been burned alive. Consumed by flames enveloping her for what seemed like an eternity. Phil explained everything to her then, about vampires as well as their new "life" that was now ahead of them.
My mother was fine with all of this, she took it quite cooly. Phil was like an adventure for her, he held mystery and power. Something she had yearned for herself. The only thing she wanted now was me. Out of all the things that could bother her about being a vampire, she worried about losing me. To some this would seem noble, however, she only wanted me around so she could have someone to fall back on when reality crashed down on her. Purely selfish reasons.
I lived with her in Phil's castle, he was nice enough to me and some how didn't scare me in the slightest. Years went by and I had grown accustomed to being independent. My mother couldn't be around me often due to her new...dietary habits so I mainly accompanied myself. It was November, just two months after my birthday when my mother stalked into my room. She walked in so quietly it only took my instincts to tell she was in the room. I looked at her pitch black eyes and knew what was coming next. Her ominous eyes were the last things I saw before sinking into the dark water of flames.
The change is something every vampire remembers. The pain is like nothing one has ever felt before. I remember feeling as though I was drowning, I was trying so hard to reach the surface; to take just one breathe of air. But as hard as I tried, as much as I pushed myself forward the flames engulfed me more, bringing me deeper into the waters until my strength withered all together. I lay there, buried under the tide wishing, praying that the Devil would let me go.
I awoke three days later, disoriented but very much aware of what had become of me. My mother had turned me so she wouldn't have to deal with the pain of losing her safe harbor. She created a monster to fulfill her own needs. I never wanted this for myself, but the choice was never up to me; and once I was turned there was nothing I could do but try and accept my fate. The fate I was forcefully pushed into; but now that I think back, it was this fate that led me here. To this moment in time, where I had just met the most wonderful man of my life and afterlife put together.
All those years of pain, of isolation and emptiness seemed to be worth it. Because now I found him, the man I knew I was supposed to be with.
"Isabella Marie Swan! Get in here this instant!" she yelled once more.
I reluctantly stood from the spot where Edward had left me, walking forward to meet my mother's yells in the living room.
"Where have you been, young lady?" She scolded, pointing her cold finger into my shoulder.
"Mother, I am nearly one hundred years old. I can assume I'm not so young anymore." I replied.
"Well, you'll always be my little girl so as long as you look seventeen I will call you what ever I please." She said stroking my cheek darkly.
"What was all the commotion for before?" I questioned, wondering why Edward left so abruptly. It's funny how just the simplest thought leads to him.
"The Cullens decided to crash the party. Foolish of them. They left before we could catch them though."
"I see. So, was there a reason you called for me?" I asked. If she wasn't with Phil she wanted something.
"You must get ready for school today, you have only two hours until first period!" She said looking gleeful. Wonderful, school. Like they could teach me anything I hadn't already known.
"I almost forgot about that. I cannot believe you are submitting me to that purgatory." I scoffed.
"Yes, well...we must remain to seem inconspicuous so I'm afraid your siblings as well as yourself are going to have to take the bullet for the family." She said as she walked over to the bouquet of roses that still remained from the party.
"As usual" I muttered, treading my way up the stairs and into the shower.
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It was ten to eight and my family and I were running extremely late. Giselle and Christian were taking an extraordinarily long time getting out of their bedroom doing God knows what. My two other siblings, Triston and Jacqueline were arguing over what would be "appropriate" to wear to school. Apparently Triston thought his wife's ensemble was a little risk-ay. Which knowing Jacqueline, it certainly was.
"If all of you don't get down here in five seconds, I'll make you; clothed or naked you're coming down!" I yelled, getting severely frustrated with them. We had two minutes to get in the car if we were to arrive on time.
"Well, well. Not often we get to see the bossy side of Miss. Isabella now is it?" Giselle snickered as she came down the stairs with Christian in tow.
"Yes, what is it with you? You seem...different." Christian pondered.
To be truthful I felt different. Ever since Edward left I wished I could see him again. I thought about him, about our night together all morning. I just hoped we would see each other again, as he promised that we would. I was a bit more irritated than usual this morning seeing my sisters and brothers together, for the first time wishing I could have that with someone. Namely Edward.
"I...I don't know what you are talking about." I lied. They didn't need to know about Edward, my brothers would most likely track him down and interrogate him; making it seem possible for a vampire to suffocate to death. My sisters would ask me a million questions, mocking me, judging him without even laying eyes on the man. It was best this secret be kept within my own two walls.
"I know you're lying to me, but I'll let it go for now. I don't know why you insist on hiding it, you know I will find out eventually." I did know. He would find out, that was part of his power after all. He had the ability to pull even the most deeply buried secrets out of a person. Creating the perfect interrogation system.
"Oh, will you leave her alone? She doesn't have to tell you anything she doesn't want to." Donavan. My savior. He had come home while in the middle of the party, while I was outside with Edward. Mother and Phil were making him attend school with us so we could have another incase we needed to fight the Cullens. Ridiculous. I felt terrible about not telling him about Edward yet. Usually he was the first person I went to talk to. I planned to tell him, soon. I just needed to find a place to tell him where I knew my family would not hear. Everyone was always digging for secrets and gossip throughout the family, prying into one anothers lives. This had to remain between him and myself.
I smiled up at my brother, mouthing a quiet 'thank you' to him. He simply smiled back and pushed me in the direction of the door.
"Come on everyone, we're leaving. Take your own cars and meet up in front of the school in five minutes. Oh, and don't forget your contacts. We wouldn't want to scare the humans, now would we?" He bellowed. Triston was about to respond when Donavan gave him 'the look'. The look that said 'open your mouth and you will wish you hadn't'.
Donavan was sort of the second leader of the coven, after Phil of course. Everyone learned to listen to him and respect him for what he was. He came to Phil and Renee when I was still human and joined our family. Without him, I'm positive I would have died that day of my transformation. Just another face among the chilling waters.
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We all gathered in front of the school, just as planned. Giselle looked up at the brick building, a disgusted look hovering over her features while Jacqueline stood next to her indifferent about the entire situation. Christian, Tristan and Donavan all stood behind the girls, discussing last nights party. Then there was me, staring at my new form of purgatory for the next two years. So, this was it. Forks High School. I felt as though I was entering an asylum rather than a school, the white walls enclosed me; seeming to get closer and closer together by the minute. Hundreds of people walked at the same time, staring at the inhumane beauty that lay within every member of my family. I could smell them, all of them, their scent was overpowering. I had gained a very good sense of control over myself, but even after all these years the burning in the back of your throat never fades.
I stood there, trying to regain a hold on myself when all of a sudden thirst became the last thing on my mind. For behind a large group of teenagers stood the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. The one I believed to be in love with. Edward. In all of his God-like glory.
Triston locked gazes with me and sneered the one word I would have never expected: "Cullens."
Edward whipped his head around and stared at me straight in the eye. Confusion, shock and undeniable love written all over his face.
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