OMG! The lyrics got all jumbled in that last chapter! Sorry! Well, in New Moon, Bella didn't like music; she was a zombie. But without Jacob here to ground her to a happy world (Minus Edward, but otherwise happy), she comes crashing down to earth. Only it's not what it used to be in her eyes; it's darker, pointless.
Get me? It makes sense in my head. So I reckon she'd begin to like music, albeit only some songs, and she'd be way different. But hey, that's what this story's all about ;]
Counselling Confessions
Edward POV
Alice.
I missed her. I missed all my family of course, but I had been particularly close to Alice and Emmett. I had to leave them, I knew that Esme was suffering. Not just from being parted from Bella, but because I was suffering. So I left. Carlisle understood. If I'd stayed…I would have went insane. Their pain topped with mine was almost unbearable. Of course, Alice was the only one to voice this.
She tracked me down to Scotland, where I was - am - hunting Victoria.
'Edward! C'mon! She's my sister too!' I almost chuckled as Alice raised her foot to stamp it.
'Alice, uh, I kinda like this floor, if you don't mind.' I sighed. 'You know my reasons for leaving. If we went back, after she's moved on…consequences dammit, consequences!!'
Then, at the back of her mind I heard it.
Barely a whisper.
I know the consequences of not going back.
Bella POV
'My names Bella Swan. I'm uh…eighteen! Yeah, I'm eighteen. I'm here because - because -'
Because you weren't good enough.
'…because after my … boyfriend left,'
After your soul mate tore your heart out,
'I suffered depression, and the pills I was prescribed didn't work, so…'
You went suicidal, and the happy pills wouldn't work on you…
'So I was sectioned here, were they could take better care of me than Charlie could. I - I mean'
Even Charlie couldn't wait to get rid of you. You're real good with men aren't you?
'He was doing his best…it's just I was..'
He done his best to put up with me but I'm to dumbass for him.
I slumped to my chair in defeat. Well, that's one way to make them think you're crazy, Swan.
The girl next to me stood up. She had long silky brown hair, and green eyes that looked like they were seeing something that we couldn't. She shook her head, the look was gone, and she began speaking confidently in a loud, clear voice, with a hint of an Irish accent.
'My name is Anya, I'm sixteen year old. I'm in here because…' She looked around and stared confidently into the councellers eyes.
'I'm here because you lot think I'm crazy. Y'see, my power is that I can see things others can't. I was raised by a fine woman who, because she recognised my gift for what it was., trained me in the ways of the supernatural. She was killed by a vampire. Just a couple of months ago, actually.' Her face filled with grief, and her voice became thick, reverting to thick, almost un-understandable Irish.
'So I blabbed. After all those years of secrecy, I told. I didn't want him to take other like he did her. Now..' she looked around. 'Now I'm mixed up with the dearly quite insane, and mark my words, I will hunt and destroy that vampire.' She sat down, raising her chin in defiance, as if daring someone to say your crazy, but nobody did.
I sat in awed silence for the rest of the session, but afterwards…I HAD to ask.
'Anya? It's me, Bella, from the circle group? I want you to know, I believe you, and I'll tell you my real story in a minute. But if you don't mind me asking, this vampire that…killed your guardian, do you know their name?'
Thud. Thud. Thud.
She looked at me sideways, honestly curious now.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
My heart was getting faster…why was she taking so long to-
'Victoria. Her name was Victoria.'
Thud. THUD. Th-
Cliffhanger. Muahahahaha. =]