The italics are flashback / dream / thoughts.

Will's Point Of View

After school, I drove my car onto the road aimlessly. I didn't want to go back home, as it was too empty. It made my lonely heart feel even worse. Olivia has been gone for a month, and yet I received no calls, nor news from her.

I remembered vaguely a month ago, she appeared at my front porch in the evening. I saw her carrying a backpack and her eyes were full of tears.

Concerned, I asked her how she was. I was caught off guard when she kissed me instead of answering my question. It was not the same kiss we shared usually. This was more passionate – it was like a kiss goodbye.

She leaned forward and whispered, "This is just a dream, forget about it." Before I could even react, I was already unconscious. I could hear the angel in my dream spoke something along the lines of, "Goodbye my love. I'm sorry… Please forget me, look for someone else…"

I really thought it was just a dream because I woke up at about ten at night and found myself lying on the couch. If it were to be Olivia, how did she manage to carry me from the front porch to the living room all by herself? She was quite fragile, actually. But when I sniffed in the air around me, it was that of her scent. Freesia.

I stared at my cell phone, which was on the glass table, contemplating on whether I should call her house or not. After an hour or so, I grabbed the phone and punched the speed dial. Someone picked up the call and I said, "Hi, Will here. Can I speak to Olivia, please?"

The melodious voice spoke, "Oh, hi Will. I'm Gloria. Olivia is… er… Hold on a second." I could hear whisperings from the other line and became more and more impatient. What was happening to Olivia? Why Gloria seemed to stutter when I wanted to speak to Olivia. God, please. Don't tell me the person in my dream was Olivia, and that she left me.

Thank goodness a voice spoke, snapping me back to reality before I could think any more negative possibilities, "Will, its Elbert speaking."

"Oh, hi Elbert." I replied politely. He sounded somewhat calm. Now that I think of it, he IS always calm, no matter what happened, except for the time when guys wanted to flirt with the Cullen girls.

"Actually, Olivia left." Before he could manage to speak more, I cut him off, "What? She left? Why? Is she alright? Where is she?" My dream was happening. She's gone… Gone… My heart pounded when Elbert spoke again. "Will, calm down. Let me finish my story first before you jump into any conclusions.

"Carlisle, our dad, hired some private investigators to look for Olivia's past. Just now, they called up and told us they had found out something regarding her birthplace in Italy. Knowing Olivia, she wouldn't be able to leave if she had talked to you or seen you. So, she straightaway booked a flight and left at six in the evening. Anyway, she wanted me to pass you a message and I quote, 'I love you forever, and I'm sorry I didn't manage to say goodbye face to face. I will be back soon. Don't miss me because I fear I won't be able to return anyone's call. I've got rather a tight schedule over there. Love you'."

I slowly absorbed the information I had. She went back to Italy to search for her past. She won't be able to contact with any one of us, including me. She told me not to miss her. The most important thing was that she would be back soon. Yes, the word 'soon' was what I needed. I had to admit, my voice came out rather shakily, "Oh, alright. If you have her news, please do inform me right away."

He said, "Sure, no problem. You're tired, aren't you? Well, go to bed then. See you tomorrow in school." School without Olivia would definitely suck I just know it. "Thanks. Good night." I wished him and hung up the phone.

I went back to my room and stared at the ceiling. The whole night I moved restlessly on my bed, unable to sleep. That beautiful face kept appearing on the ceiling up above my bed. I wished she would be able to tell me beforehand about her departure to Italy. Maybe I could follow her, be by her side as she slowly explored her past. This way, I could accomplish my job as a boyfriend. I doubted my parents would disagree with me. They would encourage me instead. Weird parents I have. They just knew how inseparable I was from Olivia. If I didn't have to sleep, I would surely be in her bedroom, singing her lullaby, watching her sleep.

As a result of thinking about Olivia the whole night, I went to school the next day with panda eyes. I still sat with the Cullens though Olivia wasn't around. I felt much more comfortable mixing around with them because they were the only ones who are connected to Olivia. Somehow while talking to them, I never felt the loneliness, which disturbed me. But at times, I thought their eyes revealed a tint of sadness in them.

When they weren't around, I didn't feel like talking anymore. I could think no more and my heart was too numb that it couldn't feel whatever that's revolving around me.

I heard the sound of a car honk from behind and snapped me back from my flashback of those torturous days. I looked at my surroundings. Was it fate that brought me here? I parked my car, facing the ocean. I stared at the beautiful scenery, which looked like those paintings hanging on the walls of my house.

I mumbled, "Olivia, are you enjoying this beautiful sight, wherever you are?" (Note that it was the same time when Olivia was asking this same question in the previous chapter.)

It wasn't until she was gone that I knew how much I loved her. After the hours, days, and weeks of separation, only I knew how deep my affection was towards her.

Did she know how much I needed her right now? Did she know how hard was it for me to survive this every second that was crawling as slow as the snails? Without her, I'm lost. My life was meaningless, as I didn't know what to do.

Everything I did, reminded of this charming lady, the love of my life who's always on my mind. Olivia, I miss you. I miss your charming smile, I miss your blush, I miss your breath, I miss your voice, I miss your piercing olive eyes, I miss your scent, I miss your soft lips, I miss cuddling your warm body, I miss your everything.

Just thinking of those happy moments we shared was driving me insane. Out of sudden, some idiotic questions swirled around my mind.

Did you stop loving me? Is your heart still with me? Are you avoiding me? What have I done wrong to make you stop contacting me? Did I not love you as well as I should have? An image of the diamond ring appeared in my mind. Did you find the person who gave you that ring?

I banged my head on the steering wheel to stop myself from thinking towards that direction. Olivia would never do this to me.

I played the CD, and let the music drain out my thoughts. I whispered, "Olivia, please come back to me." before wandering into sleep.

At first, I was at a place, which was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers. Suddenly, there were candles in the room that lighted up the place. Only then, I could see three blur figures, two standing by the door, and one sitting on a huge shell.

I rubbed my eyes and watched the scene before me again. This time, my vision was clearer. I could at least see they were all blondes. But something about them made me shiver.

They didn't have legs. They had tails.

My eyes darted to the girl sitting on the shell again. She looked so familiar. Though I couldn't really see her face, she seemed as though she was suffering. My eyes fixed on this blonde hair girl and felt a sudden longing for her.

Out of sudden, she launched herself towards the two standing by the door. Vaguely, I saw the other lady grabbed her and both of them watched the ground. Then, a faint light appeared from the girl's hands and the lady looked as though she was in pain.

I watched the blonde girl frightfully. She was… dangerous. For a moment, everything became clear. That blonde girl I feared was the one I've been longing to meet again. Olivia. I eyed her appearance. Her hair was longer and it flowed down her waist so beautifully. Why did she look like a mermaid? Why did she hurt this woman? It was impossible that someone could shoot fire out of her hands. Most importantly, why was the Olivia in my dream look so solemn and miserable?

Before I could go near her to get a closer look at her, making sure I didn't recognize the wrong person, my dream had ended.

When I woke up, I watched the stars vanished from the glimmering sky, one by one. The glow slowly spread in the east, indicating another day without Olivia has yet to begin.

I winded down my window and breathed in the morning breeze in attempt to clear my head from the disturbing dream I had.

If I were to ask the Cullens, they must think that I'm insane. I mean, who in the world would believe the dream I had would be real? Maybe they wouldn't even want to talk to me.

I should figure out whether they believe in the existence of all these stuffs first. Once I'm sure that they do, only I tell them about my dream, which I believe its happening on Olivia. I knew I might be a little insane, but its better that I believe this dream is true, which explained why Olivia couldn't contact us, than to think of the possibilities that she might love someone else?

I went back home and prepared myself for school. I decided, during lunch, I would ask them. Before I started my journey to school, I opened the letterbox. A postcard, and an envelope.

I read the postcard – it was from mum. I guessed correctly. According to the postcard, they would be back three weeks later, because mum met some famous home designer somewhere in Europe. Typical them, who always come back later from their trip than planned.

Then, I tore off the envelope, revealing a letter, which had neat writing on it. I read it and my heart thumped. "Damn!" I scolded. The whole Cullen family was heading towards America. Elbert wrote in the letter that one of their close friends has passed away. They had no idea when they would be back, because they had to take care of the deceased's wife and children, who didn't have any relatives in the United States.

Now, all of them are not around. I'm alone. Skipping school would be the best solution, as I didn't want to face the crowd. It was easy to fake a letter from my parents, but the problem was that without attending school, I wouldn't know when the Cullens have returned. Well, I should leave a message in their letterbox so that they would return my call when they're back.

Jasper's Point of View

Its been almost three weeks since Alice saw the vision of Will asking us questions about whether we believe in the existence of mermaids. Why would he want to ask her at such difficult times? We were all slowly adjusting to our life without Olivia, and out of the blue, he wanted to ask us about the being I despise the most: mermaid. For without them and their stupid king, Olivia would still be on land.

God, I was becoming Rosalie. It was her who 'solved' the mystery of Olivia's departure after I told her about Olivia's summarized past, and Edward told her about Olivia blocking the thoughts when she received the letter given by her grandfather.

We were at the living room, discussing about what might have happened to Olivia. Then Rosalie spoke, "I know. It must be that old man's doings. Jasper, you said that Olivia's grandfather is in control of everything and wanted so badly to protect that royal image right? And that something happened to Chris, which made him that old man's follower too? Edward, you said that Olivia blocked her thoughts once she read her grandfather's writing, which said, p.s. block out your thoughts before reading as it is private and confidential?"

Edward and I nodded at the same time. All of us were eager to listen to Rosalie's reasoning. "I'm thinking that in that letter, that old man threatened my daughter. It must be connected to the incident, which occurred on Chris. In this case, Olivia didn't want the history repeat itself so she returned to that damn kingdom."

I couldn't be so sure whether what Rosalie said was true or not, but it seemed to be the most perfect reason why Olivia insisted us not to look for her or not to question her decision.

Alice came and sat by my side. She stroked my face and I turned to face her. We both looked intently at each other and comforted each other silently. After being a couple for almost a century, we both knew each other's thoughts well enough that we didn't even need to voice out whatever that's in our mind.

Alice, just like every one of us, felt sad without Olivia. Usually, this wife of mine was really hyper and perky, but ever since Olivia left us, she became silent. Even her usual daily shopping routine she minimized to once or twice a week.

All of us knew well that Olivia wanted us to live happily, just like before she entered our family. But, even time couldn't wash away our moments with her as vampires have good memory.

Out of sudden, Alice's cell phone started ringing. She answered quickly while looking at me. I identified the caller's voice, Carlisle. Once she snapped her phone shut, her eyes bore into mine, "Jasper, Carlisle wants us to go back to the house. Family meeting. Are you okay?"

I knew it. Whatever happens, we still need to answer Will's questions. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, "Yes, I guess I'm ready."

She squeezed my hand in assurance, and gave me a peck on my cheek. We were going home, the one in Canada.

(Fast forward)

Will's POV

I was flipping through the channels without actually watching them. Occasionally my eyes drifted away to where my cell phone was laid. Please give me a call. I pleaded silently. As if my wish was answered, the phone rang, causing me to jump a little.

I quickly answered it, "Olivia?" Much to my disappointment, the person chuckled, "No silly. I'm Alice, erm, I mean Mary. Its been three weeks. How're you?"

I sighed, "Hi Mary. I'm… fine?" She answered, this time in a serious businesslike tone, "Right, does skipping three weeks of school sound fine? Never mind, just get your ass here. NOW!"

Wow, she was like my mum. I shrugged, "Fine. 5 minutes." I snapped my phone shut, and drove to the Cullen's mansion. Finally, they're back.

As usual, the door opened when I was just about to knock on it. But this time, the living room was occupied with people gaping at me in shock, and anger perhaps?

I looked at them, confused. Awkwardly, I broke the silence and greeted them with a fake smile, "Supp?"

Esme pulled me into a hug. Her eyes then roamed my body from head to toe. "Oh dear. Son, what has become of you?"

I looked at my outfit, no, nothing's wrong. Elbert shook his head and pointed to the long mirror next to him, "See for yourself."

I walked towards the mirror and saw the reflection. My hair was way messier, and my eyes, they showed no spark of life in them. Underneath my eyes were dark eye bags. My face, it was paler, almost as pale as the Cullens'.

Casper cleared his throat, "If Olivia," He scrunched his nose a little before continuing, "If she sees you in this condition, what would she think?"

All the worries, mixed with other emotions bottled up in me just burst out. "What would she think? Heck cares. She was the one who left without a word. She was the one who ignored me. She was the cause of how messed up my life is right now. She was the one who-"

But then I was cut off by Gloria, who was crying. She cupped my face and screamed at me, "You think she had a choice? Huh? You think you were the only one suffering? What about me? What about my family? We were no better than you."

I looked at her. What was she talking about. They knew she left to Italy. They could contact her easily. She had no right to compare our situations. Before I could voice out my opinion, Elbert said, as if answering my thought, "She has every right to say that. We didn't know she left."

Now this was making everything even more confusing. "Wait a minute. What are you guys talking about? You didn't know she left? You were the one who said that she went to Italy." As if a light bulb was turned on, everything became clearer. "My dream was true? Is it really true? Olivia is…"

They all nodded. Casper was the one who spoke first, "Yes indeed. She's a mermaid."

I'd prepared myself if the dream was true. However, listening to the truth with my own ears, I just couldn't believe it. I tried and pinched my thigh, hoping that I would wake up from my dream. But no, I could still feel the pain. How is it possible that mermaids exist in this world? I thought I was the only one who was insane when I thought of the possibility of Olivia being a mermaid, but no. They were equally insane as I was.

Elbert looked at me amusingly and said, "Mermaids do exist, we've already seen two of them." Two? Olivia was the only one. "No, you forgot about Christian." Right, that annoying guy who kept tagging along with my Olivia. "Actually, Chris is Olivia's twin brother." What? Twins? No wonder they looked so alike. Wait a minute, how could he answer my thought so easily? Creepy much.

"Grandpa, should we tell him about us?" Gloria asked Carlisle. She called him grandpa. Isn't he her father? Carlisle nodded. "Will, actually mermaids aren't the only mythical creature on earth. Before we show you the letter Olivia left behind, we should probably tell you about us first. Just take it easy and don't freak out. We're all vampires, but we DON'T hunt humans."

I nodded absentmindedly. I remembered my mum once told me that vampires exist in this world. She was always telling me about the existence of other mythical creatures, but I just wouldn't believe it. Now I guess I was starting to believe.

"So you don't hunt humans. Then what do you eat?" I asked, curiosity took the better of me. Elbert answered, "We drink animal blood. But not all of us are vampires, Jacob there is a werewolf, or more like shape-shifter. Oh and my real name is Edward. My wife, Bella, and my daughter Renesmee. He's Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, Alice and Jacob."

Gloria, I mean Renesmee is his daughter? I stared at him wide-eyed.

"You've got real names? She- She's your daughter?"

"Yeah, Bella had her when she was a human. Unbelievable right?" I nodded. "Believe it then. She's a miracle to me. Anyway, we didn't want anyone we met before to suspect our identities. Cause we don't age. By having different names, they would not suspect that we're the same person. And before you ask how I can answer you thoughts, I shall tell you about some of the powers we have. I, for one, can read people's mind. Jasper is can detect and manipulate other's emotion. Alice can see into the future, that's why she saw that you were coming to ask us about Olivia three weeks ago. We didn't want to talk about Olivia yet, so we went to America."

So that was why they left right when I wanted to ask them about my dream. Damn it. Stupid vampires. Oh right, what about my Olivia?

I whispered softly, "So, what exactly happened to Olivia? And what about the letter?"

Jasper said with a tint of sadness, "She left a letter behind. She didn't tell us she was leaving. I guess I should tell you about Olivia's true identity. She is Arwen Galadriel Louise, princess of the mermaid kingdom. Her parents and grandparents are lunatic. I'm sorry, but that's the only word which could summarize their personality. She was married to Jovaic, who longed nothing but her family's power and status. He then faked his death during their honeymoon, but in actual, he went away with a vampire. When Olivia met him and his mate on First Beach in America, he stabbed her and erased her memories. He became a vampire, who could erase other's memories. We found her then adopted her into the family, though we knew nothing about her life at first."

"Wow." The only word which could describe my feeling towards the information I just gotten. My girlfriend, was, is, a princess. She is a mermaid.

Then Jacob passed me a piece of letter and I took my time before starting to read it. I blinked away the tears that threatened to fall. "Why? Why did she leave and tell us not to find her?"

Jasper said, "Our only guess was that her grandfather forced her to. We had to respect her decision, though its hard for everyone." He let out a sigh and continued, "Without her, our life is like nothingness, isn't it?"

I agreed. It was true. She was the one who completed me. I mentally slapped myself for believing Olivia had stopped loving me. She stated that she loved me with all her soul.

I saw a jewelry box held out by Jasper, "I believe this is yours."

I opened it, revealing a glinting white orb. "No, she left this for you guys. Its yours. I don't deserve it."

Rosalie and Emmett who hadn't speak a word gave me an assuring smile. She who always looked as though she hates me said warmly, "Of course you deserve it. She loved you dearly. She would love it if its in your hand, though I have no idea why but the colour of the pearl seemed to fade. The first time when we saw it, it was glowing brightly. Now its dimmer."

I knew I couldn't object already. They were after all, vampires, who knew what they could do when they were mad. At least now I had my answer and an item which represented her. I held the pearl close to my heart, then my phone rang. I flipped it open, "Hello?"

"William Eastwood. Where are you? Why did you skip school for three whole weeks? You think you can hide it from your mother by faking a letter? Apparently not. Come home NOW! We need to talk, kid." Oh no, busted. But how did she know? Damn it, I put one copy of absent letter on the dining table. She found it.

"Yes mum, five minutes." I answered.

"See, I told you? Skip school? What on earth were you thinking? Olivia wouldn't want you to be depressed. She wants you to be happy. Trust me. Live out your life just for her, please? We won't want a Will with its shell only." Alice crossed her arms in front of her chest. Oh no, she's angry. I'm dead meat.

"Okay, I promise you. I need to go before my mum sends a searching team. Bye! Thanks so much for letting me know the truth." I smiled and waved them goodbye.

I parked my car and walked into the living room, ready to face the wrath of my mum. I saw my parents sitting on the love-seat, pure anger written on their face. My mum stood up and motioned me to the couch opposite them, "Sit!"

I quickly plopped myself into the couch and looked at the floor. I didn't dare to meet my parents' face. I heard her sharp intake of breath, "William." This is no good, she rarely use my full name. My hands fiddled the jewelry box unknowingly. "What is it in your hands? A jewelry box? Oh my, what did you and Olivia do during the past few weeks?"

"Mum, we did nothing. Olivia's isn't here anyway." She left the human world, I mentally added. Seriously, what on earth was my mum thinking about?

"Oh, okay. Then what is in that jewelry box?" How funny, one second she was fuming over how I skipped school, then she was questioning me about a jewelry box. To her it would be a normal pearl, no harm in showing her right?

"Mum, its nothing. Its just a pearl. See?" I opened the box and showed her the item inside. She gasped, her face became paler, just like the first time she met Olivia.

She stuttered, "Where… get… that… how…"

"Mum," I whined, "Breathe." I watched her close her eyes and breathed in and out. "Now, what were you asking?"

"I said, where and how did you get that pearl?" she asked. "You better not lie to me, mister, I know when you lie."

"Fine. Its Olivia's. Happy?" I snapped and glared at my mum.

She didn't scold me like what I expected. She looked as though her mind was jumbled up with loads of questions and decisions. Dad didn't even bother to scold me for my rude behaviour, he just put his hand on his wife's back, rubbing soothing circles.

I rolled my eyes. "Mum, are you alright?" This time, dad glared at me, telling me to shut up.

After a few minutes, mum finally came back from her train of thoughts. She shut her eyes tightly, and breathed, "Do you have any idea how important that pearl is to Olivia?"

I replied coolly, "I know." Jasper told me something about the pearl was the life source of Olivia. But she stated in the letter, not to worry about it.

My mum's eyes grew wider and she shrieked for the first time in my life, "Then why in the world did you take her pearl? Without it, she would die!"

I looked at her, how did she know what the pearl could do. "Mum, this is just a normal pearl. Olivia wouldn't die, trust me."

She snapped, "Trust you? This isn't a normal pearl. For God's sake, pass me the pearl, I'm going to return it to her."

This was it, my temper was getting out. "Mum! I'm not giving you this pearl. You can't find Olivia anymore, she's gone! Gone! She won't be back anymore. She won't die, she was the one who left this pearl for the Cullens almost two months ago. She even stated in the letter that Jovaic's pearl is going to replace hers."

My dad shouted, "Don't you speak to your mother like this." She spoke menacingly, "William. I said, give me the pearl. I need to give it back to her before its too late. Please…"

I replied, "No! Didn't you hear me? You can't find Olivia. You don't even know who she is."

She glared at me, "I can find her! Of course I know who she is, what she is! I'm one of them, okay? Now, if you please, give me the pearl. She's dying already. Look at the colour of the pearl, its getting dimmer. A mermaid's pearl cannot be replaced by other mermaids', whether or not blood related. Without the pearl, normal mermaids will die straightaway. But, a royal, will die after six months. Olivia, I don't know what's wrong with her. Her pearl shouldn't get any dimmer by now. Its only 2 months, it should still be bright, not this dim."

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