I DON'T OWN ANYTHING TWILIGHT RELATED.
Hey guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry about the late update but I needed a little vacation to get my thought in order so I am presently at the beach…………….. Sun, sand and sea water with a Pina Colada on the side. Its prefect so expect to get a lot of updates this week.
So you lucky people are getting Chapter twelve today.
Now when I started to write this story some people had their doubts when I brought in Sangeetta and Varsha. In this chapter you'll see why I did just that. Bella needed an older sister; someone who would be there for her and someone who went through pain and heartache just like her. So for me to get those someones I created two creatures. Now if you said that I could have just stayed with Alice as her sister, my answer to that is: I am not going to change the past of the characters as they were originally written by S.M.
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So here is you chapter………………..LOVE YOU AND ENJOY.
ALL FALLS DOWN.
Chapter Twelve.
Bella's POV.
"I am BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously guys, I am the ONLY HUMAN in a houseful of mythological creatures and I am bored. On so many levels, that is just plain wrong."
It has officially been twelve hours and forty three minutes since Alice told us that Edward and Rosalie wanted to kill us and I apparently could not be afraid or terrified in the slightest. I am now beginning to believe that I have no self preservation. Guess, I'll look into that later.
Right now, Emmett and I were bonding; more like Emmett was playing video games and I was sitting like a log. Carlisle, Esme and Marcus went to discuss our problem, a.k.a Slutie and Assward. Alice and Jasper were hunting. I had no clue were Sangeetta and Varsha was and Jacob and Seth were running with the pack. So here I was. Me, the log. Oh joy!!!!!!!!! Don't you love sarcasm.
"Emmett," I said turning to the one person who would allow me to have some fun, "could we please do something fun? I am dying of boredom here."
Chuckling, Emmett grabbed me quickly and placed me to sit on his lap.
"Lil' sis, not too long ago, you found out that your ex fiancé and my ex wife were planning to kill everyone you hold dearly in your heart and all you can think about is how bored you are?"
"Yeah, I guess," I said lowering my gaze to the floor.
'Spill it Bells. It's just me and you here right now. What aren't you telling me?"
"Emmy," I said while burying my head into the croak of his neck, "you're my big bro just like Jasper but you guys are vamps and you all had long lives. You have got to experience so many things and now all I can think of is the fact that I might not get to do a lot. I am afraid I won't get a chance to live."
"Bella, listen to me sweetheart, you are going to get the opportunity to have a long and happy life. I can promise you that. You will get to make your own experiences and most importantly, you will have a happy ending. I promise you that you will have it all. Okay?" He said while placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.
"Thanks big bro." I said sighing as I snuggled deeper into his chest, earning me a chuckle from him.
"What about me?" Jasper said as he walked into the room holding on to the hand my greatly loved little pixie of a best friend.
"JAZZY," I screamed as I lunged for him only to have my path blocked by the pixie.
"Nope you can't hug him." She said with a smug smile on her face.
"Why?" I whined
"Because I'm his wife." I knew she was just teasing me but I wanted a hug from my Jazzy.
"But I'm his sister and blood trumps water any day." I said while crossing my arms across my chest and meeting her smug smile with one of my own.
"So your point is?" Alice said taking a step towards me.
"My point is that if you don't move out of my way and let me hug MY BIG BROTHER I WILL BURN EACH AND EVERY PAIR OF SHOES YOU OWN!"
"You wouldn't," Alice said clearly distraught.
"I promise you if you don't move, your shoes will become a nice pile of ash. Do you need me to get some gasoline and matches to make my point?" I asked stepping towards the garage for a dramatic effect hoping that it would work.
"I'm calling your bluff." She said.
"Damn it pixie. MOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"No." She said simply still wearing her stupid smirk.
"ALICE, MOVE!!!!!!!!!!!! I want to hug JAZZ." I knew Jasper was feeling my emotions so I knew how hurt I was feeling. I loved Jasper very much. He was always like a silent protector to me. He understood me quite well and was always there when I needed him.
"Jazz," I said in a small voice, "don't you want to hug me?"
"No, he doesn't," Alice answered.
"Alice," Jasper said firmly, "stop it now. Can't you see she is close to tears?"
"Shit Bella," Alice said now coming to the realization that I was hurt, "I am so sorry. Shit. I didn't know. I am so sorry. I didn't see this happening."
She took a step forward to hug me but I flinched away from her touch.
"Damn it Alice," Jasper shouted before picking my up in his arm and crushing me to his chest.
"Emmett, clam down. Alice didn't mean anything by it. She was just having some fun but typical Alice style, she went too far. Call Carlisle and tell him to get here. She is going to need her dad."
"Daddy," I chocked.
"Yes Bells," Jasper cooed, "We are getting Carlisle on the phone."
In the background I could hear Emmett rambling to Carlisle.
"No I didn't notice anything different." Emmett said into the phone.
"What do you mean?"
"Depression? No. At least I don't think so."
"Yeah, hold on……………. Jazz he wants to talk to you."
"Carlisle," Jasper said taking the phone from Emmett.
"Well Alice was harassing Bella and all of a sudden Bella's emotions changes. It didn't take even a second to change."
"First she was feeling playfulness and teasing and then she was feeling abandonment and pain; deep seated pain. I never felt anything like it Carlisle."
"Okay………………hold on. Bells honey, dad wants to talk to you."
Weakly, I took the phone from Jasper and placed it by my ear.
"Daddy?" I chocked.
"Hi princess," Carlisle responded.
"Daddy, I need you. Please come home."
"I am driving up now princess. Hold on, I am coming princess." And with that the line went dead only to see Carlisle walk through the door followed by a clearly flustered Esme and a coolly, composed Marcus.
"DADDY," I screamed at the sight of Carlisle.
"I've got you," he said taking me from Jasper.
"Daddy," I said taking a firm grasp of his shirt as I began to sob uncontrollably, "why does it always have to happen to me?"
"What is that princess?"
"Why do the things I love have to be taken away from me? Why are people so intent on hurting me?"
"Oh, Bella," he sighed pulling me closer to his chest, "do you know that I was actually waiting for this."
"For what?" Esme asked.
"For her to breakdown. She's strong, very strong but she's been through a lot in a very short space of time. Before her mind had time to process what she is going through or had to face, something new came to light. She snapped once before when we left and had to face it mostly alone. Now it will be no better than the last."
"Why do you say that, Carlisle? She has us now."
"Esme dear, all of her problems stem from one person: Edward. Firstly he lied. He made her believe that he loved her. Secondly, he put her life on the line on more than one occasion. Thirdly, no offense Marcus, he exposed her to the Volturi. Aro has always had a love for treasure. His favourite treasures are humans who have a strong potential for a gift if they were to be turned into a vampire. Bella is one such like that. I never said anything but I knew the instant that Bella met Aro that her life would instantly become endangered. Fourth and most importantly, he never loved her. When Alice told her that she wasn't allowed to hug Jasper, subconsciously, Bella processed that to mean that Alice thought that she was unworthy and then see Alice's refusal to move, well Bella felt rejected."
"Oh God," Alice cried, " what have I done?"
"Actually, Alice," Carlisle soothed, "If anything, you actually helped Bella."
"How?"
"You provided a catalyst for her to break. After this breakdown, Bella will finally be able to heal. Bella might be able to lie to herself but she could never lie to me. She was never okay with anything that happened for the last couple of weeks and we now know how deep her problem is and how much she was affected by this."
"Uncle Carlisle, may we speak with her?" Sangeetta asked.
When did they get here? And wait is that Jake and Seth? Damn Bella, you are so unobservant sometimes.
"Of course, girls. Do you want us to leave."
"No, please stay." Varsha replied.
"Bella," I heard Sangeetta's voice wash over me, "look at me, sweetheart."
I shifted myself in Carlisle's lap so I could look at my two older sisters.
"We know this is hurting you sweetheart. You have been through hell and it hurts us to see you this way but tears are not going to help you. Now I'm not telling you not to cry. We all need a good cry once in a while but what I am tell you that by drowning yourself in you tears is not going to make this situation go away or even make it better. You have to face this and face it head on. Do not pull away from the world. Let us help you." Sangeetta said, gently placing a kiss on my forehead before leaving to go and stand next to Jacob.
However, instantly, Varsha lowered herself onto her knees and pulled me away from Carlisle so that now I was snuggling with her.
"Boy, you smell good." I said burying myself in her hair while she chuckled.
"What do I smell like?"
"Like lavender, lilacs, roses and lilies. Sangeetta smells different through. She smells homier like baby powder and cinnamon."
"Bella," she began, " not more than fourteen hours ago, you found out my life story. It is the worst part of my life. For years I hated myself and the man who was responsible for my birth. For years I chose to be a victim and allowed people to do what they pleased to me. For years, I bottled it up inside, drowning myself in the pain others had inflicted on me and I slowly began to believe that I deserved it. Sangeetta was the one how just let it go. She never held on to it like I did, like how you are doing now and she was fine. It didn't take her long to heal when daddy rescued us. I, however, was a different case. I held it in. I held a grudge against everyone how hurt me. My father: for selling me like a whore; my mother: for giving birth to me and allowing me to be sold; the woman who bought me. Everyone Bella. I never let anything go."
"That was until my father confronted me. It was two days after I woke up from the change. It's true what Uncle Carlisle said, you could lie to yourself but you can't lie to the over-protective father. My dad had called me to the library and started to go on and on about the whore houses in India and every single memory came back with vengeance. I never thought it possible to feel so angry but I did and I was. To put it mildly, that day I single handedly destroyed the library in Volterra and also discovered my power. I cried for two days straight. Never once did my father ask me a question, all he did was hold on to me and promised me, in every language under the sun, that he would love me unconditionally and that if I let him he would always protect me. After all he was my dad."
"At the end of my crying bout, my dad told me something that I will never forget. Not because it's difficult to forget something with perfect vampire memory but because for the truth in his statement. He said that life happens. Shit happens. Today until the day you die life will try to beat the holy hell out of you. It's not easy to go through it alone, with no one to guide you but when you do have someone there with you someone you trust, someone who will be there no matter what, make sure that you hold onto them. Secondly, never play the role of a victim. Never think you deserve what you got. If a man tries to hit you; cut his hand off. If a man tries to rape you; cut his balls off. Never compromise your morals and values for anyone and never, ever think you as unworthy. If you give them one moment's hesitation, the bastards in the world will take it and run with it. So learn from this. Your parents made you strong. Now take these experiences and make yourself stronger. You're a tough cookie honey but for you to go through this life and eternity, you are going to have to understand that you are worth the best of life and nothing less. You have to see the beauty that you have. You have to see you."
With that she placed delicate kisses on both my cheeks before handing me back to Carlisle. She was right. They were both right. I wasn't bored, I was trying to lock away my pain. If I was being completely honest with myself then I would have to face the fact that they were right. I was bottling it up but Alice broke the dam today.
"Bella, my little princess," Carlisle cooed, " are you alright?"
"I am now. Thank you, Sangeetta and Varsha. You're both right. Alice, I'm sorry. You didn't do anything wrong just don't ever deny me Jazz's hugs or else…………" I said as I snuggled into Carlisle's chest again.
"Mummy," I called to Esme who I thought was a little too quiet through it all.
"What is it dear?"
"This." I said in a child-like voice as I pointed to my stomach as it started to growl.
"You're hungry," she squealed in delight. She never turned down an opportunity to cook for me.
"Well tell me what you want to eat."
"Um……………………….. Pasta. I want pasta. Lots of pasta." I said as I began to play with Carlisle's tie.
With that, she was gone and I could hear pans being pulled from cupboards.
"I'm helping," Emmett said as he dashed to the kitchen.
"Me too," And with that Jasper disappeared too which led me to gulp loudly and my heartbeat to speed up.
"Princess, what is it?" Carlisle asked, concern pure in his voice.
"Daddy, Emmett and Jasper are in the kitchen with sharp stuff and they are cooking my food. The wolves might survive but I don't think I would. I'm too young to die."
At this both Marcus and Carlisle chuckled.
"Uncle Marcus, it is not funny. This is my life we are talking about. I'm too pretty to die."
"That is true my dear. You are too stunning to die but I think that we are well equipped to save you should their cooking be disastrous."
Finally, I turned my attention to Alice, Sangeetta and Varsha who were deep in a conversation.
"You're not going to die Bella," Alice said before I even asked my question.
"Fine," I huffed angrily, " if I do die I am going to haunt all of you'll. And what are you three doing huddled there?"
"None of you business. At least not yet."
"Daddy, what are they hiding from me?" I said turning to Carlisle with a pout on my face
"That is for them to tell you but you might want to go into the kitchen. Emmett and Jasper are debating if two jalapeños was enough or if they should add another."
"EMMETT. JASPER." I screamed as I hurried to reach to the kitchen only to hear Marcus say the one thing I wanted to hear.
"She'll be fine now Carlisle. She was just like Varsha. Like me, you have your little girl back."
"And she will always be just that. She will always be my little girl. My little princess."
