§Izzy§
I woke up in a lot of pain. I tried to ignore it, I really did. But it hurt like hell. I cracked an eye opened and propped myself up on my elbows, looking around the room. I noticed that I was in the Cullen's living room. Everyone was sitting there, looking at the news.
"Good morning." I said as brightly as possible.
"More like night." Emmett said, snorting. I shrugged and looked down at myself. Someone had dressed me up in a huge black T-shirt while I slept, and a pair of short shorts. I was grateful for the shorts, because they didn't touch my wound.
I looked down at my leg and sighted. That would be one nasty scar.
"What time is it?" I asked them, a little disoriented from sleep.
"Three in the morning." Alice replied. I sighted and sat up all the way.
"Thanks for the help guys. I know it must have been hard for you, with all my blood. I'll pay for a new couch or something, just let me get a job first. I have to go back home now." I stood up, wobbling slightly. I winched as I started to turn around. A cold hand grabbed my shoulder to steady me.
"Izzy, don't be ridicules. Your hurt and need to rest. And don't you worry about that old couch. I was going to buy a new one anyway." Esme said from behind me. I turned my head in her direction.
"I'm sorry Esme, but I can't rest right now. I have to kill Victoria for good. I'll rest later, when all of this is over. Again, thanks for all of your help." I started limping towards the door again, this time in a quicker pace. Then it dawned on me. I didn't have my car. Blushing slightly, I turned around to see their concerned faces.
"Um, anyone wanna give me a ride home?" I asked sheepishly. Edward shook his head and sighted, exasperated. Standing up, he walked over to where I was at a human pace. Taking his time with putting his shoos on.
"Can't you wait? You nearly died Bella. You should rest." Edward said with authority. I razed an eyebrow at him.
"And let that crazy bitch get away with her secret agenda. No way in hell is that happening." I said with a huff, crossing my arms.
"Who's T-shirt is this anyway?" I asked as Edward took his sweet time tying up his shoo laces.
"Edward's." Emmett said with a smirk on his face. I just gave him a funny look. Why was it that every time they talked about Edward to me, everyone got all teasing? I shrugged it off as nothing.
"Are you done yet?" I asked him impatiently. Edward shot me a crocket smile, and started lacing his other shoo.
"Izzy, what your about to do, is it dangerous? And when can we come and help?" Carlisle asked me. My head snapped up and I glared at everyone in the room.
"You stay the hell away from that school until I call you." I snapped at them. Carlisle looked surprised.
"Why?"
"Why? Are you shitting me? Haven't you heard a thing I've said? If you come you'll die! I don't know when I'll be able to close the portal, okay? You could easily get sucked in. Now I really need to go, if I'm doing this tonight. Edward, Come on!" I whined like a five year old. I started walking out of the house, determent to walk home, since Edward found his shoos more fascinating then driving me home.
I gave a little yelp as I felt to strong arms around my waist, lifting me up. And suddenly I was in the Volvo, with a seat belt on. Edward was sitting beside me, a grim expression on his face.
"What?" I asked. He glanced over at me, and sighted.
"Its just…I really want to help you. And I know I can't. Isn't there anything I can do?" Edward pleaded. I thought for a second. He obviously couldn't be there during the exorcism…
"You and your family can turn off every alarm clock that is in Forks. Make sure all the cars don't work, make a mess in front of there door. Anything. Just don't let anyone get to school. As soon as I call you, drop what your doing and come get me, my stuff and everything. And…wash the blood away." I told him. He absorbed everything like a sponge.
"Is that all?" He asked me hesitantly.
"Make sure Carlisle is ready to fix me up. I don't mind the hospital this time. Oh, and could you ask Alice to make a reason for me to be in the hospital?" I asked quietly. I was dreading this more and more.
"Sure." He said softly, almost defeated.
"Thanks." We drove the rest of the way in silence. Once we got to my house, I got out slowly and carefully. No need to make my leg worse. Edward, being a gentleman, helped me inside. I was grateful for not having any neighbours. And, it was in the middle of the night. I glanced at the clock hanging on my wall. 3:36. School started 8. I didn't have much time then.
I got my cell phone and put it in my purse. It was fully charged, so I didn't have to think about that. The pot on my table was boiling happily. I limped over to it and stirred it slightly. It was thick and chucky. Perfect.
"Edward, could you go to my room and grab the dagger that's under my pillow, the one with the Purple gem stone on it." I asked sweetly. Okay, list…
Potion- check.
Cell Phone- check.
Huge Spoon- Check.
Rimes( I could those in my sleep.)- Check.
Edward came running out of my room, dagger in hand.
Dagger- Check.
"Okay, I think that's about it. Um…you should probably go now, you know. Make sure the whole town sleeps." I reminded him as he slipped the dagger into my purse smoothly.
"Alice has already started, and she said that everything would be just fine. None will wake up, except an old lady, but she's going to sit and watch TV, so it doesn't matter." Edward explained urgently. He looked out the window at his car, and over to the blood red chunky potion. I giggled at him.
"You don't want that all over your car, do you?" I asked, laughing. He frowned slightly, but the effect was ruined with his smile.
"Your right, I don't. But I guess I'll sacrifice it." He said with a pained look in his eyes. I shook my head at his silly ness.
"Trust me, if you get that all over your car, we would never get there. And once this touches the floor, it'll burn a whole straight through. And trust me, you will never ever get this stuff away once its on the floor."
"Wont that look a little suspicious? With a burned round whole on the ground?" Edward asked confused. I smiled wickedly up at him.
"Trust me, they wont get freaked out about that. However, they will find it a little strange that they can't fill it up with anything. The only way to take it away is to cut the floor out." I said with a laugh. He looked at me bewildered and cracked a small smile.
Looking around the house once more, I decided that I had everything. I only needed one person.
"JAMIE!" I yelled loudly. Edward cringed at the volume in my voice. "JAMIE!" I yelled again. I saw his head pocking in from the living room.
"You asked ever so sweetly for me?" Jamie mocked. I mock glared back at him.
"Where's Cynthia?" I asked with a frown. I'd completely forgotten about her. Jamie glared at me.
"She's gone. She said she didn't want to be around bad people. Meaning Edward and his family." Jamie said, coming around the corner. Edward watched me curiously.
"But couldn't she have just-"
"No, she got scared with when she came here and only found blood. She left, and isn't coming back. There is nothing you can do about that." Jamie snapped at me, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Who stuck a stick up your ass?" I snapped back at him. Really, I just asked a question. And I didn't sign up for being a ghost babysitter. I had a freaking Poltergeist to think about. A little girl who'd waited over a hundred years already could wait a few more days, weeks tops. Its not like she knew the difference anyway.
Jamie's eyes softened and he looked at me apologetically.
"I'm sorry Izzy…what was it that you wanted?" He asked me, all his annoyance gone in the blink of an eye.
"I was just telling you that I have to go now. And I wanted you to stay here…or at the Cullen's. Just don't go near the school, okay?" I asked him anxiously. He nodded, looking at me concerned. I limped over to him quickly and gave him a tight hug.
"Your going to be fine. I can just feel it." Jamie whispered. I smiled slightly and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"I'll see you in the hospital." I said as I turned around. Edward had the potion in his arms, a huge blanket over it. We walked over to the car in silence. Edward held the door open for me, putting the potion in the back of his car carefully. A few seconds later we were speeding down the rode.
"I've never dreaded going to school so much in my life." I told Edward with a nervous laugh. He glanced over at me, face grimmer then ever.
"I hope you know how much this pains me to do. I know we haven't know each other more then a few days but…I still don't want you to get hurt. I really, really want to take your place." Edward said with a frown on his face. I sighted and closed my eyes.
"You know that's not possible. But you can help me get the potion into the cafeteria." I told him, trying to make the conversation lighter.
"Why the cafeteria?" Edward asked curiously. I grinned over at him wickedly.
"We can pretend that the potion is tomato soup." I said with a laugh. "That could be believable." I shook my head at the irony. I wasn't joking about the tomato soup in school. That stuff was dangerous. Edward did not smile.
Once we got to school, Edward lifted me up and ran me to the cafeteria. After putting me down carefully, and pushing all the tables away and into the corners of the cafeteria, he got the potion.
"Okay…its 4:10 now…I'll just go help the others make Forks sleep. You going to be okay?" Edward asked me. I nodded my head and made a motion for him to leave.
"Go now. And keep away, whatever you might hear, keep away. Even if I'm screaming for you. Leave now, we're running out of time." I said urgently. Edward looked like he was struggling with himself. He finally made up his mind, and walked over to me. He gave me a hug, holding me tightly to him. I even felt my feet leave the floor. I patted his back awkwardly.
"Edward, you need to leave now…" I reminded him quietly. I felt him nod his head, putting me back down on the ground. He smiled sheepishly. Hesitating once again, he kissed my cheek quickly and left before I could say anything else. I shrugged it off as insanity.
"Okay…" I grabbed the huge wooden spoon from my purse. As soon as I took the blanket off the potion, I knew I was in deep shit. I hadn't even started getting everything ready, and Victoria was already there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't itty bitty Belly. Are you coming out to play?" Victoria mocked me. I ignored her and plunged the spoon into the potion, drawing a quick circle around myself. Victoria hissed angrily when she saw that, and pressed herself away from me. I took another spoon full with potion and made the circle thicker. I was sitting cross legged in the middle of it, a little space in front of me.
"You know, your father tried this as well. Never succeeded, the old fool. I killed him, and I can kill you too. Think that potion is going to stop me, child, huh?!" She screamed and shrieked. I had my hand around the dagger in my purse.
"My father was a drunk. I haven't seen him since I was tree. So it must be someone else." I replied calmly. Victoria laughed wickedly. I sat there calmly, gazing back at her.
"Is that what the bitch of a mother you've got told you?! She thought he was Crazy! He wasn't crazy, no, he was powerful, more then you could ever be. He tried to kill me, he did. But I killed him, hah. The fool. I killed him, yes, I killed him slowly…" Victoria was talking more to herself now than me. This sparked my interest.
"What was he then?" I asked her, hesitantly. I saw her hands dig into the wall behind her. She couldn't leave the room anymore, we both knew that. She could leave, but then she would have to kill me first. But getting near me now would be near suicide.
"A Wizard. One of the elderly best…and I killed him, me! Oh, you simple little human, half human anyway, girl. You don't know anything." She said, her eyes rolling back into her skull, her full red lips in a wicked grin.
"And what do I not know?" I asked her, glaring. I pushed away everything she'd told me about my dad. I would think about that later. Her eyes snapped open.
"The power! Child, the power! You don't know how it feels, to kill. Hold someone's life in your own hands. Yes, I've done it, lots of times…lots and lots of times…" She was looking down at her hands. I shook my head at her insane talk. I pulled the dagger out of my purse, and razed both my hands high up in the air. One of my hands gripping the dagger, the other spread out wide upwards.
"Stop, child, I will kill you! Like I killed everyone else!" Victoria screamed at me. I ignored her. I started making a circle with my hands, still in the same position. I opened my mouth wide, and started chanting the rimes.
I saw Victoria grip the wall again with both of her hands, the bricks cracked under the pressure. After making the fifth circle, there was a purple mist in a circle over my head. The steam had come from the blood red potion, through me and out my mouth as purple mist. I started the rime all over again, but this time, I put the dagger at the top of my palm. Victoria shrieked loudly, her head banging from side to side.
As the wound was made slowly in my palm, my words got faster. The same straight line I was making in my hand, appeared inside the misty circle. Blinding white light shot out of the little opening, making me close my eyes.
I was in the middle of my palm when I felt the first cut appearing on my upper arm. I didn't winch or make any move that indicated that I'd felt it. I just kept chanting the words, cutting my palm open. I felt the light dim slightly. I opened my eyes, and was met with Victoria's face inches from mine. I glared up at her, and started chanting faster and louder all over again.
She took both of her hands around my throat and pressed, hard. I glared as I felt the volume of my voice come out as a whisper. It slowed the process, but didn't stop it.
"Stop it." She ordered me. When I didn't stop, I felt another gash appear at my hairline. My voice did not stop chanting though. It was like some sort of invisible force was making me speak, even though it was impossible.
"I said stop it!" She screamed, her voice high pitched. Half of her body was up in the opening to the other side. She still had her hands around my neck though, which was the only thing still holding her here. I had only five millimetres left of the cut, and I was on the ending of the last rime.
"…Let Her Be Gone Forever, To Never Come Back." I felt her finger nails scrape from around my throat, and she was sucked inside. The connection snapped together with a huge bang, and I dropped the dagger to the floor.
I crawled out of the circle of potion, careful not to touch anything. I picked my phone out of my purse and called Edward.
"Bella?" I heard his anxious voice on the other side.
"Bella? What sort of shitty nick name is that? Izzy is here though, if you wanna talk to her." I teased, even though I'd started to see black sports.
"Is it safe for us to come?" He asked urgently.
"Sure…"I mumbled, letting the phone drop. My neck felt funny and wet. I lifted my uninjured arm up and laid it on my neck. When I pulled back to look at it, I saw that my neck was all bloody.
"Great, just what I need. Some crazy bitch slicing my throat open." I mumbled more to myself then anyone else. I felt something cold pick me up from the floor, and I was suddenly zooming out of the cafeteria. I closed my eyes sleepily.
I was laid down on something soft, and there was an annoying humming in the background.
"Hold on Izzy, we're almost there. Did you get her?" I heard Carlisle voice asked. I opened one eye and saw that we were inside a car.
"'Course I did." I mumbled confidently, closing my eye again. I heard him chuckle from the front seat.
"It looks like she put up a good fight." He muttered, referring to the cuts I had along my arm, face and neck.
"Surprisingly, she did very little to stop me. Only tried to decapitate me…nothing much. And she told me some things…" I whispered, knowing he could hear me.
"What things?" I think he was only talking to keep me awake, but I could hear the curiosity behind his question.
"She knew my Dad…He was a wizard…so I'm half human, half witch I suppose…" I mumbled, trying to open my eyes.
"That would explain the beauty…and the blood loss…" Carlisle said thoughtfully. I felt the car jerk to a stop, and Carlisle shot out of the car. I felt myself being pulled out and was in his arms in a matter of seconds.
"Laura! Fix up a room, and contact Dr. Snow, Miss. Swan here was attached by an animal." I heard Carlisle say in a professional voice. I also heard a lot of gasps. It seemed that my eyes were glued together with sleep.
"Izzy, you can sleep now, don't worry. Everything will be just fine." Carlisle whispered. I felt myself being lowered into something comfortable, and one of my eyes being ripped open roughly. An old man with brown hair stared down at me worried.
"An animal you say? What about her leg, that's healed slightly already. Do you know what happened with it?" The old man asked Carlisle. My eyes closed again as he let them go.
"I have no idea, I found her like this on my way to work. it's a good thing too." Carlisle muttered back. I felt like I was being moved fast. The bed stopped suddenly, with a jerk. I felt them putting an IV into my arm before I let dreamland swallow my mind.