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The Plan

Chapter Ten

Bella's Point of View

The flight wasn't too bad. It was long though, and Lyra fell asleep as soon as we took off, giving me a lot of time to finally think through the day's events.

I remembered the way Edward has burst into my bedroom earlier, his eyes alight with anger, and it was suddenly hard to breathe, as if there was an elastic band around my stomach, pulling tighter and tighter.

I straightened up in my seat, wriggling around and peering out the window. Somewhere far below, I could see the bright lights of the city glowing out of the darkness, and I knew it wouldn't be long before we landed.

Before I was back in Phoenix.

I sat back in my seat again, and a sudden nervousness twisted in my stomach as my thoughts flickered from Edward for the first time in hours.

I had barely seen Renee since I had moved to Forks. At first, we'd talked on the phone almost every night, and she had been in my every thought- but after I met Edward, the importance of my mother in my life had sort of drifted away. I had hardly noticed it at the time, but when I looked back, I wondered how I couldn't have noticed. For seventeen years, she had been like my best friend. The person I could always go to, the only person I could really trust. How could I have just cut her out so easily? And then after he had left, I had been too messed up to even think about making the arrangements to go and see her. She had suggested it more than once after hearing my dead, lifeless voice over the phone, but before she could insist- Jacob came. He had woken me up, helped me find myself again.

Renee had finally taken charge, and come over one Christmas just after Jacob proposed to me. After the dinner, we had gone outside and sat on the freezing porch as the snow had fallen past us, and she had asked me, "Are you sure about marrying this boy?"

And I had said no.

One month later, and I was married to him.

Neither of us ever mentioned that conversation again, not when I sent out the invites, or when Renee helped me get ready for the wedding.

She had visited a few times after that, and both her and Phil had come down when I gave birth to Lyra.

I had never been back to Phoenix.

The flight attendant stood up and announced we were about to land, expressing her wishes that we had had an enjoyable flight.

With a sigh, I raised Lyra in my arms, and she jerked awake, her silver eyes blinking blearily. I smiled down at her, suddenly feeling content.

Lyra and me. That was the way it would always be. I would always, always, always be there for her, and I would make sure that no boy ever out her through the pain that Edward put me through.

The plane tipped forward as we landed, and then the doors slid open. I was in one of the front rows, so I grabbed my stuff, and was one of the first out the doors.

The air was unnaturally warm. It felt odd after the near constant blow of cold air in Forks. I smiled again, letting the warmth sink into my skin. The sun was just setting, sending bright glows of deep red light over the cloudless sky.

Edward would never be able to get me here. I was safe. Safe from him and Victoria.

I walked into the airport, and spotted Renee and Phil almost at once. Renee ran straight up to me and locked her arms in a chokehold around my neck as Phil whisked Lyra out my arms.

I wrapped my own arms around my mother and hugged her back like I would never let her go. I had missed her. I had really, truly missed her.

"Oh, Bella." She sighed in my ear, her hand stoking my hair. I had told her about Jacob when I had called in the taxi to tell her I was coming.

"It was already ending." I shrugged, wriggling out of Renee's hold to smile a little shyly at Phil.

"Oh don't be silly, Bella!" He boomed a laugh, then his strong arms grabbed me and pulled me close as well.

While Phil ran off to fetch my luggage, Renee dragged me over to a stall and brought me a mug of tea, pressing it into my hands.

I didn't particularly want it. Having tea just meant more time for her to quiz me on Lyra's injuries- and I didn't want to think about that. Not ever again.

"What happened?" Renee asked in a low voice.

"It was my fault." I replied evenly. "She's just starting to walk, and I wasn't watching her properly. I'd just found out about Jake, and I was a bit distracted."

"And what about you, honey?" Renee pressed, her fingers reaching up and tracing the long cut across my cheek. I flinched away from her hand.

"I tripped up, okay? Are you really surprised?" I said, attempting to make her smile, but her face stayed serious, her brow furrowed again.

"You don't believe me?" I said in disbelief, even though I was lying. "What, you think Jacob has been beating us up or something?" Again, I was joking, but Renee flushed.

"Mom!" I hissed, suddenly furious. "How can you even think that? Have you seen the way Jake looks at Lyra? He's a fabulous father!"

Renee put her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. I guess you're right. I'm sorry. I just…I'm worried about you, baby. You don't seem like you."

I had nothing to say to that.

Phil drove us home in his car. It was the same one that he had had for years, and I relaxed a little as I sat in the back, watching as the familiar landscape rushed by.

Lyra was up in the front seat with Renee. She kept twisting around to see where I was, to see whether I had magically disappeared in the last few seconds, but every time she did it, Renee and Phil cooed loudly, so I think after a while, she was just doing it for the attention.

I stared out the window the entire time. We were driving by a deep forest, and I kept seeing flashes of bright red.

I knew who it was.

I thought of the last time she had attacked- was it only earlier that day? - and a plan started to form in my mind.

Victoria had followed me to Phoenix. She was risking the sun to kill me. That was when I finally realised, finally got it- that she would never stop.

This was no longer just a game, something to do to pass the time- she wanted me dead, and she would never stop until she got that.

I sat very still, waiting for the panic. It came strong at first, washing over me like a tidal wave, dragging me under. My eyes prickled with tears. How would Lyra survive without me?

My plan was clear.

Phil pulled in smoothly outside the house, and I pushed open the door, almost gasping for air as panic throttled me. I wasn't afraid for me though- I was afraid for Lyra.

"Are you okay, Bella?" Phil asked with concern as he tugged my suitcase out the boot.

"Fine." I muttered. "Just…feeling a bit sick."

Renee looked at me with concern. "You look pale. Though," She tutted, "That's not exactly surprising, considering you've been living in Forks all this time."

I just pressed my lips together. Renee came and linked her arm through mine as she dragged me towards the house.

"Why don't you move back here?" She suggested it casually enough, but I could hear the excitement behind her words. "That would be really nice. You could get out more…I could look after Lyra for you."

"I don't want to go out more." I sighed. "Look Ren- I mean, mom- you know how much I'd like to live near you again, but think what it would do to Jake. He'd have to move down, and that would mean dragging Leah out too, and what about his parents? It's too complicated."

Renee digested this in silence.

As soon as she had the door open, I fished Lyra out her arms, and headed for the stairs.

"Bella!" Renee called. "Don't you want something to eat?"

I paused, then shook my head, feeling mean as I watched her face fall.

"You know I don't snack, mom- but I'll be back in a second. I think Lyra need's changing."

Without waiting for a reply, I sprinted up the stairs. I was out of breath by the top, and leant against the wall, my heart beat quick. Lyra squirmed in my arms, wanting to be let down.

I let her crawl her way into my old room- where we would be staying, then picked her up again, holding her in my arms. She cried out, leaning away from me- I was holding her too tight, but I couldn't let go.

My eyes were full of tears. Victoria was coming. I wouldn't let her near my daughter, so I had to go to her. I would go back downstairs, and tell Renee and Phil that I wanted to go out for a bit, meet up with some old friends. I would leave Lyra here- then walk until Victoria found me. She would kill me, and it would be painful and terrible- but maybe, just maybe- then she would leave Lyra alone. It was worth a shot, at least.

I brushed my tears aside- I had no use for them- as bent down to kiss my baby's head.

"Lyra," I whispered into her ear, and she giggled as my breath tickled her. "I love you. I love you with all my heart, and all my soul. I love you every day, every moment, every heart beat. Don't forget me."

Then I carefully lowered her into the crib that Phil and Renee had brought in the hope to lure me down here as soon as she had been born.

Then I walked back down the stairs.

"Honey?" Renee called as I strode into the dining room. Phil was sat at the island table, reading a magazine, and looked up as I walked in.

"Going out?" He asked as he glanced at my bag.

I nodded, and looked over at Renee.

"Is that alright? I know I only just got here, and I'm kind of dumping Lyra on you, but…"

"No, it's fine, baby." Renee interrupted, practically choking with satisfaction that I seemed to be taking her advise and was getting out.

I smiled, then, on sudden impulse, went and wrapped my arms around her. "I missed you, mom." I said quietly.

"I know, I know," Renee sighed. "But maybe there will be more visits now?" She hinted.

I smiled and nodded energetically, but on the inside, I was dying- because I knew there would never be another visit.

I turned towards the door, then stopped. "Guys- you don't mind having Lyra, do you?" I asked abruptly.

"No." They shrugged. "She's family."

I nodded. "And family look after each other, right?" I pressed.

Puzzled, the two exchanged a look, then Renee nodded. "Of course. That's what family is for."

I took one last look around the room I had grown up in, waved, - then headed for the door.