Sorry for not updating right away, I got caught up in a story. A very good one at that. It's called Wide Awake by AngstGoddess003. I highly recommend it.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy the slight twist I put at the end. And I really hope I surprise you with the guest that comes and visits the Cullen's from the last chapter. Enjoy!
Oh and by the way, I didn't proofread, I got too excited to post. So if there are any mistakes, please just ignore them.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, end of story.
Chp. 5
Alliance
EPOV
"Do you think I should-" Esme was cut off by the doorbell chiming.
Bella and I tailed Esme to the door, and watched as she opened it and flung herself in the arms of the woman standing on the other side of the door. "Oh, you came!" Esme exclaimed.
The woman looked up just then and I gasped, recognizing her immediately. Tanya.
"Edward!" she shouted when Esme let go and she threw herself into my arms. What the hell?
My eyes darted to Bella's, and I'm almost certain her expression mirrored mine of complete confusion and shock, but there was an underlying emotion in her eyes that I couldn't quite place. Jealousy? Anger? Something like that.
I took a large step backwards and out of Tanya's embrace almost immediately. Her brow furrowed, she looked almost…hurt? "What's wrong?" she asked innocently, as if her hugging me was the most normal thing in the world.
I just stood there like a complete idiot, not having any idea what to do. An awkward silence filled the room, nobody moved even an inch.
After a few minutes, things became too uncomfortable for Esme, and she spoke up. "Edward, that was very rude of you." She scolded.
I didn't say anything, just stared at her blankly.
"Who's your friend, Edward?" Tanya asked, her eyes darting to Bella standing at my side.
I smiled, wrapping my arm around Bella's waist. "This is Bella." I announced.
Bella nodded, a very subtle smile donned her lips. "Pleasure to meet you." She said quietly, looking at her shoes.
Esme stepped forward, saving us from yet another awkward silence. "Well, Tanya, how about I show you your room?" she smiled warmly.
She shot me a pointed glance, and I peered into her thoughts. Edward, you should take Bella home now, her father must be worried sick.
I moved my head up and down fractionally, informing her that I heard what she said.
Bella and I watched Tanya and Esme's retreating forms. When they were out of sight, I grabbed a hold of Bella's hand, leading her outside and into the Volvo.
On the way to her house, Bella remained completely silent, not speaking until I was parked right outside of her home. She turned her head slowly, giving me the ultimate glare. "I don't care if she is supposed to be your girlfriend in this reality, don't kiss her." She grumbled, and got out of the Volvo without another word.
I sat there for a moment, shocked that she would think that I would ever kiss another woman. I shook my head, before driving back to face Tanya.
When I walked through the front door, Tanya and Esme were playing a heated game of chess, and Carlisle was still locked away in his study, his thoughts strangely blocked.
As I was walking up the stairs, a hand flew onto my shoulder, pulling me back down. I turned to see Tanya, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing with her as she jumped up and down, throwing her arms around my neck. "I'm so happy to see you!" she exclaimed.
Again I was unsure of what to do. But she pulled away, taking my hand and darting up the stairs to my bedroom. She pushed me down on my bed and took a seat opposite of me, sitting cross legged.
"Now, spill." She grinned excitedly.
I grimaced. "What?" I was rather confused as well. My first thought when she shoved me onto my bed was that she was going to try to seduce me, but I was relieved that she only wanted to talk.
She arched an eyebrow. "You know what I'm talking about." She sighed when I shook my head in confusion. "Bella." I furrowed my brow, completely lost. She rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Bella. That girl I met an hour ago. Tell me about her." She demanded.
"What do you want to know?" I asked wearily.
Her eyebrows waggled suggestively. "Is she your girlfriend?" she grinned.
My eyes widened. I had no clue how to answer that. One, because Bella and I were trying to keep this as secretive as possible so that the people around us wouldn't think we had gone insane. And two, if Tanya was supposed to be my girlfriend in this universe, what the hell would she do if I said Bella was my girlfriend?
Tanya squealed before I could answer. "Oh, she is, isn't she?"
I just stared at her, not saying a word. She was grinning like a madman. "This is so wonderful! I thought you would never show interest in any woman!" she exclaimed.
I sighed, still on mute. Tanya looked at me expectantly, wanting me to confirm her assumption. I nodded my head slightly, and she squealed again, crushing me in an uncomfortably tight hug.
She leaned back almost instantly, and fired off a round of questions. "Does she know our secret?" I nodded again. "How close are you two?" her brow furrowed slightly before her eyes widened. "Have you kissed her yet?" I sighed, but she took that as a yes and resumed her questioning. "Are you in love with her?"
I rolled my eyes, choosing to ignore her and go back downstairs. As I passed through my doorway, she just yanked me back inside my room. "I wasn't done talking to you yet."
I closed my eyes, wishing to be anywhere but in this room with all of her questions. She was annoying the hell out of me to be quite honest.
I sat in my bed with her for the next few hours, listening to her chat about her life, and how she missed me, and about another vampire she met that she kind of liked. It was all very insignificant, and I don't know why she wanted me to listen to her, because it's not like I would have any helpful advice.
I did learn that in this reality, her and I must be very good friends by the way she talked about our past, bringing up things we did that I had no recollection of.
As it was nearing eleven o' clock, I told her I was going for a drive, and that I wouldn't be home until tomorrow morning right before school. She hugged me once more and then I was on my way to go see Bella.
Chp. 5
Alliance
BPOV
When Edward dropped me off, I went inside and began making dinner. Charlie walked in not even fifteen minutes later, with Jake right behind him, wheeling Billy in our tiny kitchen.
"Hey Bells." He smiled longingly at the chicken alfredo I had just set on the table. "I invited Billy and Jake over to eat, hope you made enough." He called out as he pushed Billy into the living room to watch TV until I was finished.
Jacob came over and wrapped his arms around my waist, earning a shudder from me. He placed his mouth right at my ear, I could feel his breath on my skin. "I can smell him on you." He whispered accusingly, his voice deadly.
I swallowed loudly, before walking away from him to make the salad.
"We can talk about this after we eat." Even though my back was turned, I knew for certain he was trembling with anger.
He remained silent until I was finished with dinner, and he eagerly sat down and began eating before Charlie and Billy even made it to the kitchen.
Our dinner was silent, all of the boys just shoveling food into their mouths, not paying attention to anything or anybody else.
When we were done, only Jacob stayed in the kitchen to help me clean up. I washed dishes while he rinsed, dried, and put away. After we were done, he led me out onto the front porch. He sat down on the steps, patting the seat next to him.
I sat down cautiously, afraid he would accuse me of cheating on him. Even though it was dark, I could still see him glaring at me. "Why are you covered in his scent?"
I shrugged, not knowing how to answer that question.
He rolled his eyes, but the glare remained intact. "Don't just shrug it off, because I sure as hell won't. Why the hell do you smell like him?" suddenly a knowing look spread across his features, and he gazed back at me, his eyes full of pain. "You're cheating on me." He whispered, looking down at his hands.
"No, no, I just…" I trailed off lamely, not knowing how to finish my sentence.
He shook his head. "How could you do that to me?" His agonized eyes bored into mine, making me want to do something to help him, but knowing I couldn't. "And with my worst enemy? What the hell, Bella?" I could tell he was choking back tears, and it nearly broke my heart.
"I…I'm so sorry, you don't understand." I was on the verge of crying, because he was now. I could see the tears falling from his eyes. I had to be strong though, because if what Edward and I found out about that vampire, than none of this is real.
His eyes turned to glare at me. "How could I not understand? You cheated on me, that's that!" he spat, standing up. "What is it? Is it his looks? The money?" he scoffed. "He probably can't even kiss you. How the hell is he any better than me?"
I sighed, and closed my eyes, fighting the tears back again. "He's not better than you. That's not why." I muttered and reopened my eyes.
He scoffed again. "Oh, then what is the reason, Bella?"
I shook my head slowly. "Just as I said before, you wouldn't understand."
He crossed his arms, his voice deadly. "Than help me understand." He said through clenched teeth, and growled.
"I can't!" I exclaimed, standing up. "Nobody will understand until I figure this out!" I stomped away from him, only pausing at the front door.
"Good night, Jacob." I mumbled, stepping inside and slamming the door behind me. Neither Charlie, nor Billy questioned me as I ran up the stairs with just a simple 'I'm going to bed.' They were probably too absorbed in their game to even care.
I jumped in the shower immediately, letting the hot water soothe me. I cried a little, frustrated that Edward and I were stuck in this stupid universe instead of the right one. When I got out of the shower, I got dressed and pulled a chair up to my window, looking outside thoughtfully.
I watched when Billy and Jacob left. Jacob shot me a dark look, knowing full well I was watching them.
After awhile, I heard Charlie's heavy footsteps move up the stairs and into his room. Pretty soon, all I could hear was his loud snores. I began to grow impatient, as it was five past eleven, and Edward still hadn't come. I needed someone to comfort me, as selfish as that sounds.
Suddenly, I felt two cold arms snake around my ribcage and pull me into my bed. I gazed up into Edward's golden eyes, and then buried my face into his shoulder and began crying. I couldn't stop the tears from flowing as I remembered our daughter.
"What's wrong, love?" Edward asked, brushing away a loose strand of hair that had fallen into my face. I just buried my face further into him, muttering, "Renesmee."
I felt like a baby, crying nonstop for almost an hour, but I couldn't help it. The pain of not being able to see most of my family killed me, but it was nothing compared to not being able to see Renesmee.
He held me, stroking my back softly, until I cried myself to sleep.
When I awoke the next morning, Edward stayed with me longer than usual. Probably to make sure I didn't have another breakdown. He finally left though, much to my dismay.
He picked me up just minutes later in the Volvo, and we were off to school. He told me how Tanya and him were just friends, even in this reality, and for that I was thankful. I couldn't bear anymore unwanted relationships.
The rest of the school week passed by rather quickly. I'm surprised that Charlie didn't once mention Jacob and I's breakup, but he had to have known by now. He and Billy gossip like old ladies.
After school on Friday, Edward took me back to his house to find more research. We were surprised to find out that Esme and Tanya had gone shopping, and that Carlisle was the one waiting for us in front of the door.
"Hello Bella, Edward." He smiled warmly and walked into the living room, and we followed.
He motioned for us to take a seat on the loveseat. We complied, while he took a seat directly across from us on the arm of the couch.
He cleared his throat, before narrowing his eyes. "Tell me what's going on, now."
Edward and I both feigned innocence. Carlisle wasn't having any of that. "I know something's up. First with the Edward's breakdown, then you being here after school although you two have never talked before, then reading my journals, asking about Hazel." He trailed off for a minute looking deep in thought.
Edward responded to what I assumed were his father's thoughts. "Yes. That's what happened." He kept his head down, eyes on his lap.
Carlisle stared at us, wide eyed. "What was the other place like?" he asked quietly.
Edward's brow furrowed slightly before he looked up. "You mean our real life?" he asked in a voice barely above a whisper.
Carlisle nodded, and Edward told him everything. Everything. About Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Renesmee, The Volturi, James, Laurent, Victoria, our alliance with the wolves, our marriage, him leaving me, me racing to save him in Volterra, me being his singer, he even told him about sneaking into my bedroom every night.
When Edward finished his tale of our lives, Carlisle was wide eyed again. "You mean…I have…other children?" Edward nodded at his question. "And…a grand daughter?" he whispered.
Before either of us could answer, he asked another question. "What does she look like? And how was it even possible for you to have a child?"
I spoke this time. "She's beautiful, she looks exactly like Edward, hair and all, but has my eyes. And, I was human when she was conceived, but, Edward already told you that before." I told him.
"Wait, does this make me not real?" he questioned. "I mean, since you are in an alternate reality?" his eyes were gleaming with curiosity.
Edward shrugged, his mood had fallen drastically when talking about our real life.
Carlisle stood. "Well, I will help you in any way I can, just let me know how." He smiled and walked off.
When he was gone, I turned to Edward. He was staring unseeingly out of the glass wall lining the whole back of the living room. "Edward?" I asked, trying to break him away from his thoughts to focus on happier ones. I couldn't see him breakdown, it would kill me.
He didn't move, and his eyes stayed the same, glazed over and unseeing. "Edward, snap out of it. We will get through this, just like everything else." I took his hand in mine, looking him straight in the eyes, proving to him I was dead serious. We couldn't give up hope, not yet, or we would never get back to the real world.
He looked back at me, and nodded, before crushing me to his chest. I just sat there, wrapped in his arms for several minutes, trying to comfort him. I stroked his hair softly, whispering in his ear how much I loved him and reassuring him that we could handle this.
Because, somewhere deep inside of me, I knew we could. No matter how much my head told me this was impossible to get out of, I wouldn't believe it. I knew we could do this.
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