My Wicked Life

by Maleficent-darkgoodwitch2416

Nessa has a twin sister, who was believed to have died at birth, but was adopted and raised by the Cullens. The three Thropp sisters are reunited at Shiz. SethxOC, slight Bessa and Gloq, definite Fiyeraba.

8. Missing Alistair and Seth

I own nothing in this chapter and story—oh, wait, I do own Madison Tiffany-Crystal Cullen.

When Seth took the letter and left for Munchkinland, I said to him, "Hurry back." "I will, and I'll miss you every second I'm gone, buddy." I hugged him as hard as I could and repeated, "Hurry back." I also added, "I'll be watching for your return." He nodded and a few hours later, I saw him reach Munchkinland safely, and I knew he'd come back as soon as he could.

While I was waiting for my werewolf and best friend, Seth Clearwater to return, and my vampire and boyfriend Alistair Italiano to arrive, I went back to the room. I sat down on my bed and pulling out my iPod, flipped through the songs until I found the one I wanted. I put my earbuds in and hit Play. Without even realizing what was happening, I began to sing along with the song I was listening to—A Hero Comes Home.

"Out of the mist of history, he'll come again—sailing on ships across the sea to a wounded nation. Signs of a savior, like fire on the water. It's what we prayed for—one of our own. Just wait, though wide he may roam, always a hero comes home. He goes where no one has gone, but always a hero comes home. Deep in the heart of darkness sparks a dream of light, surrounded by hopelessness, he finds the will to fight. There's no surrender, always remember it doesn't end here, we're not alone. Just wait, though wide he may roam, always a hero comes home. He goes where no one has gone, but always a hero comes home. And he will come back on a crimson tide, dead or alive and even though we know the bridge has burned, he will return, he will return. Just wait, though wide he may roam, always a hero comes home. He knows of places unknown, but always a hero comes home. Someday they'll carve in stone—"The hero comes home"—he goes and comes back alone, but always a hero comes home. Just wait, though wide he may roam, always a hero comes home."

I sat up and trotted outside, singing, "Alistair's here, Alistair's here, Alistair's here." Most of the other kids, except for the Cullens, Nessa, Elphaba, Jacob, Embry, and Leah, who were all used to me, looked at me like I was crazy.