DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS BESIDE ELENA ENEAS, JENNESA CHOLE, AND SEAN CARLSON. THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER.
Something to Say.
Jennesa walked out, closing the door behind her. I sat on the couch with one of my knees brought to my chest with my chin resting on it. I heard her quietly ask Bella to follow her; I was going to tell her now, to clear my mind. I heard their footsteps getting closer. Up the stairs, down the hall, my mind followed each step, counting them down. I sighed and there was a knock at the door. It opened and her scent flowed in, causing me to lift my head.
"Thank you, Jen. Isabella, may I have a word with you?" I asked and she nodded. Jen left and I patted the couch, letting her know to sit.
"What's wrong, Elena?" She asked and I glanced at her before standing up and walking back to the open window. Her chocolate colored eyes followed every step I took and I stared outside.
"When I was a little girl, no older than five, my parents were murdered and I was left for dead." I began and she simply watched. "We were on our way to see a show, I believe, when a group of men came and attack us, looking for any valuables my parents might have been carrying. After they were finished killing my parents, they moved onto me, but they were stopped before I too could be killed." I lowered myself to sit at the ledge again and inhaled before continuing. "A man named Marcello Eneas killed the men."
"Eneas? Isn't that your last name?" She asked and I looked at her before nodding.
"Yes. After he saved me, seeing that had I no one else to care for me, he took me in, or well, he adopted me as his own daughter. He was very caring and very protective of me, never letting even something as small as a fly touch me, and I cared for him very much. It didn't take me long to call him 'father'. It wasn't until after a few months of being with father that I noticed some things. First of all, his skin was always cooler then the other humans I had been in contact with and second, his eyes...they would always change color." The last word trailed off, and she immediately understood.
"He was a vampire." She whispered and I nodded again.
"I followed him one night and found him drinking the blood of an elk. It didn't frighten me though, I was mystified. I wanted to know everything there was possible to learn about him and in time, I wanted to become like him. I wanted to become a vampire like him, to be with him forever. Through him, I met Uncle Carlisle. When I first met him, father told me that uncle was his brother, but eventually I found out that they were close friends since their childhood. Father was the first to become a vampire, uncle changed only a year after him. I called Carlisle my uncle the moment I met him, he was somebody special to my father, so he was special to me as well." I took a deep breath and continued. "Shortly after my seventeenth birthday, a vampire found father feeding with me watching not too far from him. Scared that I would run off and tell the secret, he left to the Volturi and we were chased. They caught up to us and they gave my father a choice..."
"Change you into a vampire or kill you..." She finished and I brought my knees to my chest.
"Yes. My father didn't want me to become like him, he never did and nothing could change his mind, but," A sob escaped my lips, but no tears fell. "He couldn't kill me either. He told them that my life was the only thing precious to him in this world, the only reason why he lived out his cursed life. That's why he wouldn't allow me to become like him, no matter how much I begged him. When they asked him what his choice was, he answered 'My life was a wreck after my transformation. I had lost everything. My ambitions, my future goals, and dreams. I slaughtered innocents for my own entertainment, even with my brother's words, I still killed. It wasn't until I found a dying toddler lying on the snow covered ground that this curse changed into a blessing. I was able to protect her from anything, and in return, she showed me nothing but pure love from the moment she opened her eyes after she healed from her wounds. Even after she found out what a monster I was, she still called me father, she still opened her arms wide for me, she still showed me the love she held in her eyes since that first day. My daughter is the world to me. She gave my wretched life meaning, she gave me a reason to change myself! My heart was locked, cold, and dead...she revived it. I can't let her die....but I cannot allow her to become what I am. That is why, I would rather be burned alive.'
"I cried and begged him not to do this, to stay with me, but he didn't listen. Instead, he grabbed a hold of my shoulders and embraced me tightly, saying 'Even when I was a human, my heart never felt this much. That's because my heart was always with you, Elena. If you were to die, how can you expect to me to live on without you?' I told him that I didn't have to die, all I had to do was become a vampire, but still he would not listen. He pulled away and kissed my forehead and my cheeks before he turned and walked off towards the Volturi. He stopped and lowered his head, before turning slightly and smiling at me, saying, 'At least my heart will live on. I love you, Elena.' Before I could reach him, his body erupted in flames. My feet froze, my breath stopped, and my heart slowly began to break. I couldn't do anything but watch and cry." I heard sniffling and smelled salt mixed with the air. She was crying. "Before they could get to me, uncle arrived and talked them in to letting me go, but I was never the same again, and he noticed. I never ate, I never spoke, and my life was wasting slowly, until I eventually died. Or so I thought. When I opened my eyes after the transformation, I thought that everything I saw, everything I felt, that is was all just one big horrible nightmare, but when I couldn't find my father, I knew that it was. My nightmare was indeed my reality."