AN: Unfortunetly, I am not Stephanie Meyer.
Could I really be strong enough? Could I avenge my parents?
I sat in my room. Thinking. Doing nothing else. Thoughts flew through my head so fast, I couldn't deal with it. Vampires. Destiny. Vengeance. Love for my parents. Hate for vampires. How could this happen? I was normal. I was Bella Swan. Nothing more. Nothing less.
"BELLA". It was Aunt Renee.
"YES," I yelled down the stairs.
"I NEED YOU TO COME DOWN HERE FOR A SECOND," she yelled from the steps. "I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING."
This couldn't be good. Whatever it was, I braced myself for the impact.
When I came downstairs, she was seated next to her current boyfriend, Phil. She was holding his hand. That was never a good sign.
Phil spoke first, "Bella, your aunt and I have something to tell you."
"WE'RE GETTING MARRIED," Renee screamed. I think the whole neighborhood just found out. I didn't know Renee could yell that loud. She was excited about it, but that's just a guess.
"That was subtle," I murmured.
"There is something else we wanted to talk to you about," Phil stated. Oh no.
"Renee, are you pregnant?" I asked.
"What?! No. That's not what we wanted to talk to you about." I sighed. At least she wasn't pregnant. Renee couldn't handle another kid in the house. She is the kid in this house.
"You know that Phil plays baseball." I nodded.
"I'm going to be traveling with him. Only sometimes, but you will be in the house by yourself for awhile. Is that ok with you?"
I don't really think I could say no. Besides, if Renee was gone, I could start my training without any distractions.
I smiled to myself. "Sure. That's fine. Congratulations." Renee wrote down the schedule and the weeks she would be away. And then they told me wedding details. Urggh. I hate weddings.
As soon as I was dismissed, I ran to my room. I began to plan my next trip back downtown to talk to the owner of the shop. I would do it.
I took destiny into my own hands. And I never looked back.