All characters except for Annabelle Causley and a few others belong to Stephenie Meyer…and, of course, the writer is not receiving any profit for this story whatsoever.
This is an AU out of Stephenie Meyers' Twilight series. This story starts after Eclipse, two weeks before Edward and Bella's wedding.
Chapter Eighteen
La tua cantante.
Annabelle paced her room, not paying attention to the setting sun for the first time since she'd moved into the Cullens' home.
She couldn't help but think of Aro's explanation when it came to the relationship between Edward and Bella. La tua cantante. Her blood sang to him, called out to everything in him.
She finally understood what Aro had been talking about. Yes, Bella's scent was stronger than most but it wasn't difficult to resist. Except for Edward…he hadn't been able to stay away from her.
Annabelle gnawed on her bottom lip as she walked the length of her room for the hundredth time. She needed to get out, to walk off this need to find the one whose blood called out to her.
Maybe possibly find the one whose blood called to her.
It had been five hours since the reception had finished and she knew one of the Cullens was playing sentry outside her door.
Damn, she growled under her breath as she pressed her ear against her door. If Jasper was the one on the other side, she had a definite chance of over powering him and getting out of here. If it were Emmett, her chances were slimmer…
Cracking the door open a few inches, she sniffed the air, picking up on that familiar scent.
"Fuck," she slammed the door shut and walked away just as Edward opened it, walking in with Bella, "You two should be off on your honeymoon, shouldn't you?"
Edward's eyebrows rose at the growling behind Annabelle's words, surprised at her irritation and obvious display of anger.
"We're postponing it," Bella sat on the sofa's arm, wearing a white t-shirt that said Bride, which Alice had bought for her, and brand new denim jeans, "It seems that your problem is a little more urgent at the moment."
"More urgent than the two of you heading off to someplace remote and having sex," Annabelle snarled at Edward as she continued her pacing. She was still wearing her red dress but had taken off her four inch silver heels, her hair swirling around her shoulders, "Believe me, this is not urgent. I don't even know how to track someone."
"You may not know how," Edward leaned against the door, crossing his arms over his Groom t-shirt, which Alice had bought to match Bella's, "But that doesn't mean you can't try."
"So what," Annabelle spun around on the balls of her bare feet, snarling at him, "You're keeping me under twenty-four hour surveillance?"
"If necessary," Edward shrugged as his eyes moved over to Bella, giving her that crooked smile that let her know she was the most important thing to him, "Annabelle, you've only been a 'vegetarian' for several months. Jasper's been at it for years and he still struggles with it every so often. You've actually done pretty good being around humans, more so than Jasper. But obviously, whoever you smelled has gotten your full attention and we can't risk you going out and finding that person. You're not strong enough to resist. Even I had a hard time when I first met Bella."
Bella smiled as she remembered the first time she had met Edward and how he had seemed so hostile towards her yet couldn't stay away from her.
Annabelle grimaced as she ran her fingers over the books on the shelf before her, "You have no right to keep me locked up. I am not going to let this happen again. I'm my own person, Edward, and I am the only one responsible for my actions."
"Annabelle, we are just trying to help," Bella gave her a pleading look, wanting her to understand that they were there for her.
"Fine…whatever. Just get the hell out of my room," Annabelle growled at both of them, frustration and irritation at the whole situation getting the better of her.
"Look, Annie –" Edward took a step toward her but stopped when she snarled at him, expressing her anger in a way that she knew he would understand, "Fine, we'll leave you alone."
Edward took Bella's hand in his as he opened the door and walked out, closing the door behind them. Annabelle grabbed a book from a bookshelf and chucked it at the door, watching with pleasure as the impact caused the bounding to come undone, the pages coming apart and fluttering to the ground.
Emmett was sitting on the floor beside Annabelle's door with Rosalie snuggled up against him, a book in her hand.
He looked up at Edward and Bella, a big smile on his face, "So are we on duty all night?"
"If you want to be," Edward wrapped his arm around Bella, completely ignoring the angry thoughts in Rosalie's mind as she glared up at him, "But I think I'll just have Alice keep an eye on her. So you're off duty if you want."
Turning, he headed downstairs with Bella by his side, Emmett and Rosalie behind them, calling out for Alice. Everyone was in the dining room, sitting around the large oak dining table that nobody ever used.
Edward pulled out a chair for Bella, kissing her neck after she sat down. Smiling at Alice, he wondered about the smirk on her face because her thoughts were not letting on what she was thinking.
"Hey Alice," Edward cocked his head to the side, cocking an eyebrow in a questioning manner, "Will you keep an eye on Annabelle?"
"Sure, I would love to," Alice gave him a wide grin, "But there's one tiny little problem."
"What?"
"She just disappeared," Alice shrugged, "I can't see her."
Edward moved quickly, running up the stairs towards Annabelle's room, the entire Cullen family following behind him. Rushing into the room, he stopped as he glanced around, a sinking feeling growing in him at the emptiness in the room. His eyes zeroed in on an open window panel. Walking towards it, he looked out, wondering where Annabelle had headed off to.
"So what do we do now Edward," Emmett clapped a hand over Edward's shoulder, "It'll be very easy for us to track her."
"No," Edward shook his head, turning to look at his family, "I trust Annabelle to do the right thing. So…we'll wait."
"Wait," Jasper's face showed his disbelief at the very idea of Annabelle being able to control her thirst, "We're going to sit around and wait to see if she comes back without having killed anyone?"
"Yes," Edward looked into Bella's brown eyes, wishing he could be spending alone time with her without worrying about Annabelle, "We wait."
