Bella POV
It's been two months since Marcus took me away from Phoenix and to New Orleans. Since we've been here he's taken me to museums, gardens, supposedly haunted houses, and the best place in the world; the French Quarter. It was so busy. Everyone was so active. And different with their strange hair styles and body art. It made it easy to blend in with the crowd.
Another great thing about New Orleans that at night you could find mobs of street rats and stray dogs. It was good for us, to sustain our thirst when we couldn't find a run away or a homeless human.
"Let's go see if there is anything new!" I said to Marcus, running off towards the French Market. My favorite place to go was the French Market. You could find the most interesting things and the most unusual smells there.
I was running through the French Market when a sound made me stop in my tracks. I listened carefully and realized it was coming from an ally between an old museum and a restaurant. It was a light humming sound to a song my mom use to sing all the time.
I walked down the ally and found a very beautiful, light hair woman who was a little… messy. She looked like she was in her early twenties. She had a small basket in front of her filled with daisies, tulips, and sunflowers.
"Hello…" I whispered, hoping not to frighten the woman. She looked up at me and smiled. "Hello little girl. Would you like to buy some flowers?" she asked.
Her voice was like bells.
Like a lark.
Like Renee.
Marcus POV
I began to panic when I couldn't find Bella in the French Market. I hated it when she ran off like that. Even though she's a vampire now there may be other vampires around here. To have an immortal child in the world was something that was inexcusable, even if she was created by a Volturi member.
I was about to reach my breaking point when I heard her voice in an ally between the old museum and the restaurant. What is she doing there?
I walked down the ally to see Bella talking to a dirty but beautiful woman. From the look of this woman she was homeless, perfect to drink from. I looked at Bella to see if her face showed that was what she wanted. But it didn't it showed something else. It concerned me enough to use my extra ability to take a closer look.
The relationship Bella was forming towards this woman wasn't even close to having her for dinner. Bella liked her a lot. This woman reminded her of something. Something that she missed from her old life. Something she wanted from her old life.
A mother. This woman.
"There you are Bella." I said, acting like I just got there. No doubt Bella knew I was already there.
"Sorry Marcus. I got caught up looking at this woman's flowers." She said looking at the woman, not even looking at the flowers.
The woman looked up at me, smiling kindly. "I'm sorry if I distracted her."
"It's not a problem." I said, picking up some of the sunflowers, giving them to Bella. "How much would that be?"
The woman shook her head. "For this nice girl, nothing. She can have them."
Generous. Kind. Smart. This woman would be perfect.
I smiled to the woman that Bella was fond of. "Thank you. Miss…."
"Katrina." She answered.
"Thank you Miss Katrina. I'll be seeing you very soon."