DISCLAIMER: Hey, this is Louise, here to tell you that Ionas disclaimer before this was raawrrsr rawrs rawrrawr so,.. just to let you know. Which apparently is I don't own twilight in dinosaur language... just to let you know again...
And that was Louise with her pointless little disclaimer.. .. .. .. .. ..
Back to FailCullen now :D
A/N Hey there!! Another chapter! I'm going really quickly now!! Just to let you know I think New Cullen is starting to come to an end :) a few more chapters, and it will be no more. But the following chapters are going to be good! I hope lawl x.
Chapter 27
Louise's POV:
I woke early, probably at only eight am, and smiled as I saw Paul was still asleep.
It was my birthday!
I rolled over in our bed until I was lying only centimetres away from Paul. He was lying on his side, breathing deeply as he slept. I wrapped my arms round his waist and placed my head under his chin.
He wriggled in his sleep and yawned loudly, making me laugh.
"Happy 19th Birthday Princess." I hadn't realised he was awake.
"Thank you." I smiled up at him and he gently caressed my face, before kissing me lovingly. "Can I get my present now?!" He nodded my head and I squealed in excitement. I was seriously like a five year old when it came to birthdays.
Paul stood up and went over to our wardrobe, opening the wooden door and reaching in to the back shelf. He pulled out a medium sized gift bag, and a enveloped birthday card.
"I hope you like it. . ." He bit his bottom lip nervously.
"Of course I will, it's from you." He laughed and sat back down on the side of our bed, handing me the gift bag and envelope.
I opened my card first, and put it on the bedside table. It was purple – my favourite colour – with two large roses on the front.
I dropped my hand into the gift bag, pulling out two neatly wrapped parcels, one a small square shape and the other larger and rectangular.
I opened the square one, to find the new Muse album I'd been wanting since it had been released.
"Thank you!" I squealed, throwing my arms around Paul's neck.
"No problem love," He laughed. "open the other one."
When I lifted the larger of the two parcels, I felt that it was rather heavy. I undid the sticky tape at each side and pulled the object out of the gift wrap.
In my hands, was a photograph of Paul and I, in a beautiful purple wooden frame.
This photo had been taken by Emily one day down at the beach, and I was sitting on Paul's knee.
I couldn't speak.
"Do you like it?" Paul was stroking my arm gently.
"Of course I do! It's perfect Paul! It's the best present ever!" I ran my fingers over the shining glass and the purple frame, remembering the moment in which the photo was taken.
Sam's POV:
Ever since that night in the forest when Iona had been hurt, I'd been a total wreck. I knew it was my fault – I'd got angry with her, she'd said I was cheating on Emily, and that she'd seen me – I'd pushed her, and she'd fallen, split her head open on the rocks.
I should have stayed and helped her. Maybe if I had she'd have been fine. But I ran away. I was scared I'd get blamed. It was stupid.
I left her to bleed to death. And she did. Except the Cullens saved her. Filthy leeches.
Some hikers found her and rushed her to hospital, straight into the hands of Carlisle Cullen.
And now I was scared. Did she remember what had happened? I bloody hoped not. I was done for if she did.
Attempted murder, that's what they'd call it. I'd get banged up for years.
And Emily.
If Iona told her. How could I live without my beautiful wife?
Iona had taken things the wrong way. She had seen me with someone else.
But I had been drunk!
I know that's the oldest excuse ever but it's true. I would never hurt Emily like that.
But I couldn't convince Iona of that. She was adamant that I was just being unfaithful.
Suddenly, I secretly wished that she was dead, and immediately felt guilt wash through me. How could I think that? Seth would be distraught.
But what could I do now? I had to come up with a plan.
Seth's POV
As I opened my eyes, I saw that the sun was shining through my open window, and it was reflecting off of something beside me. As I turned around I saw Iona's glowing skin, sparkling beautifully beside me.
"Good morning" She smiled down at me. It was still weird waking up and knowing that she hadn't slept at all.
"Hi." I replied, as she kissed me passionately.
* * *
About half an hour later, we were sitting in the living room, watching My Wife and Kids on the television. I loathed the show, but Iona seemed to enjoy it, and that's all that mattered.
Suddenly, a thought came to mind, and it shocked me that I hadn't remembered this before.
"Iona?" My voice shook slightly.
"Uh hu?" She turned to me, pausing the television.
"You never told me. . What happened in the forest with Sam? . . ."
When I saw the life drain out of her face, I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to know.
"I don't know what to tell you." Her voice was such a minute whisper I wasn't sure if I'd imagined her speaking.
I patted her hand lightly. "It's okay. I'm not gonna get angry." My tone was soothing "I just wanted to know the truth."
Her face stayed completely emotionless and she was staring straight ahead, out of the enormous glass windows.
"You should ask Sam. I don't remember most of it, since I was changed." She stood up and dropped the television remote. "I need to hunt, I'll be back later." She disappeared and I heard the back door slam shut.
'I guess I'm going to Sam's place' I thought to myself, before running outside to phase.
Esme's POV:
I was watching Spongebob Squarepants with Ness when my cellphone vibrated in my jeans pocket.
I pulled it out to see my loves name on the small screen. I gasped, clicking accept.
"Carlisle! Oh my God. Are you okay? Where are you? When are you coming home? What did they say? Oh my God."I spoke all in one breath, and my hands were shaking nervously. At least I knew he was alive.
"Esme love, calm down. We're at the airport, we'll be at the house in half an hour or so." He sounded tired. He was probably totally drained.
Renesmee looked up at me expectedly. "Is it Mummy on the phone?!" She tugged at my shirt.
"Carlisle, Renesmee wants to talk to Bella, is she there?" I bit my bottom lip, and stared at my beautiful granddaughter as she superstitiously crossed her middle and index finger in hope.
Carlisle sighed deeply. "I'm not sure that's the best idea Esme." His voice was strained, as if he didn't want to be telling me this. No wonder. I didn't want to hear it.
The lump in my throat took a few seconds to disappear. "Okay, I'll see you soon." Renesmee's face dropped and her lip started trembling. I hung up the cellphone, and picked Renesmee up onto my knee.
"It's okay sweetheart, Mummy will be home in about thirty minutes, okay?" I stroked her cheek as I spoke.
"Okay. . ." She mumbled, before sticking her thumb into her mouth and curling up on the sofa, closing her eyes.
Seth's POV:
I reached Sam's place at about ten am, and knocked on the front door, hoping I didn't wake anyone up. It didn't matter if I did though; this was important.
Sam answered – looking rather sleepy – in his pyjamas and house coat.
"Seth, dude, do you mind? It's like, nine am, and I was on patrol 'til four this morning." He rubbed his eyes and ran his fingers through his messy hair.
"Actually it's ten am. And this is important."
Sighing, Sam opened the door further, letting me inside the house. I sat down uncomfortably, knowing that when the awaiting conversation was in its depths, I may no be welcome to sit on the sofa much longer.
"What's up, bro?" He chucked himself at the armchair in the corner. When he saw my confused expression he laughed. "Come on, you can tell when you've got something on your mind. Spill."
I drew a breath through clenched teeth.
"Iona wont talk to me about what happened. She said to ask you. . ." I immediately saw his face fall.
This was not going to be fun.
He sighed, and said regrettably, "I'm gonna tell you this, but you aren't going to like it."
Bella's POV:
The car slowed as we pulled up in front of the house.
"Carlisle, can you not mention it to Esme just yet?" I looked at him longingly.
"You're going to need to tell them sometime Bella." He raised his eyebrows in disapproval. "Even though you're not going."
I sighed, and getting out the passenger door I said, "I'll tell them later."
I was welcomed with a little squeal from my beloved daughter as I entered the front door, and she threw herself at me, swinging her arms around my neck.
"Mommy!" She was shaking with excitement.
"Hiya Renesmee sweetheart." I gave her a quick hug and put her down on the ground. Esme and Carlisle were holding hands in the doorway behind me, and Rosalie rushed forward to me, giving me a quick hug.
"Thank god you're okay, I-" Rosalie was interrupted by a loud gasp coming from the other side of the room.
Alice was having a vision.
"Bella. What the hell?"
Damn. I hadn't thought that Alice would have a vision.
"Bella? What's she talking about?" Esme was knocked out of her moment with Carlisle in her worry for me.
A chubby hand touched my knee and I lifted my daughter up. When her hand touched my neck, I saw her confusion.
Alice was staring at me blankly. "Bella, you can't." Her voice was begging.
"I need to Alice, in order to get Edward back," I replied. I knew she wasn't going to like that.
"Can someone tell us what the hell is going on?!" Rosalie screeched next to me, making Renesmee flinch.
Sighing deeply, Carlisle turned to everyone. "Bella made a decision in Italy." He looked at me sceptically. "You need to tell them sometime, Bella."
He was right.
I looked at the floor, not wanting to see anyone's reaction when I told them, especially my daughter.
"The Volturi will help us," Everyone in the room – with the exception of Alice and Carlisle – seemed to sigh in relief. "but they want something in return."
There was a long, awkward silence *Another one born, aye Heather?* before someone spoke again.
"Well," Emmett said, "what is it?"
"Me."
Seth's POV:
Sam spoke quickly, "Well, I was going on a er... walk by myself, when I saw Paul and Iona out in the middle of the forest. They were talking about Louise and how Iona suspected him to be cheating on her. Paul said he would never do such a thing, he loved Louise too much, and he just... well he just... lashed out at Iona. She fell to the ground and smashed her head on a rock, and that's why she was changed. She was bleeding too much. Paul just ran away and changed, and I phoned an ambulance. I'm sorry, Seth, I should have been there quicker."
I was speechless.
When I looked down at my hands, I was shaking uncontrollably. I had to get out of here.
"I'm going to kill him."
Sam's eyes widened in shock. "Look, Seth, calm down. It was probably just a mistake, don't act irrationally."
I was suddenly furious at him. "Irrationally? IRRATIONALLY?!? How the hell can you say that? What if it had been Emily? You'd want to remove his head too!"
I stormed out of the back door, cracking the wood as I went.
I was going to Paul's house.
A/N – Heyyyyyyyyyyyyy oooooooooo cliffyyyyyyyyyyyyyy do ya like it? Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
R&R pweeese it wud mak ma day!
That was Louise taking the piss.
Anyway,, Can anyone think of something to put at the bottom of a flight of stairs? Answers on a postcard x
