For all you who are extremely bored or can't sleep; Chapter Something!(:
Oooh! You know, I have to do this *cough* promote my new story *cough* It's called Revenge Is Thicker Than Water ! Woo! Go read it pleasee(:
Victoria & James had a daughter, bet you didn't know that, huh? Her names Addison, now go meet her; she's a nine.
Umm, umm, umm... Yeah I think that's it, alirghty then :)
Victoria P.O.V. (No in this one there is no daughter for her, that's my OTHER story!)
I spied on the Cullens today. They were giving some toy to an old man. The little doll was really cute.
As of right now, I'm just thinking about James in the forest somwhere near an abandoned cabin. I always knew James used me for my tracking skills and for mainly sex.
Did I love him? Hell no! The bastard first raped me as a human and then turned me. He thought I forgot, oh but I didn't. Who would ever forget about being abused in such a way.
My hands balled into fists and my body trembled. It's not fair, the Cullens all lived perfect lives before being turned, I bet not one could compare to mine.
*Flashback*
The year was 1953, the day of November 2; my twentieth birthday. I remember my mother doted on me, the prized possesion of my family. I was the first born and by far the lovliest of my sisters, I had three. Two younger twin sisters and one two years older than I. Harper, Stephanie, and Heidi.
They were all straight haired blonds, like our father and had his plain brown eyes. I took more after my mother and my father's mother.
My eyes were a bright ice blue, kind of like the sky when the sun was setting in the horizon. My hair was a bright red and always curly, but never poofy or greasy. My body was petite, it still is.
My sister's had nice bodies, like hourglasses. Mine was more of boyish, I had curves, but not many. My hips were wide, though.
They didn't have a fiance, like I did. When men came with the intention of meeting my sisters, they'd just find me more interesting. Their interest made me a snob.
I demanded all of the best clothes and the best foods in my house. My father ruled me with an iron fist and denied me anything that was 'not something I had earned.' My mother, though, she gave me everything. On the day of Heidi's wedding, just a few nights before mine, I refused to let her wear our mother's wedding dress.
My mother wore it and said whichever one of us got married first, could wear it first. I had my fiance first, but apparently that didn't matter to her.
Heidi was sitting on the floor, her plain little face blotchy and red, "It's going to be the happiest day of my life, Victoria! Can't you just share the dress, please! I've nothing else to wear!"
I glared at her, "And that's my fault? You never had admirers just waiting to buy you things, I did. I'll let you borrow a sundress or something one of them bought me."
My mother was watching from the door, it looked like she wanted to say something, but I glanced at her sharply. She bowed her head down, brown waves covering her face.
"Why do you have to be such a-a..witch, Victoria! Your so selfish!" she screamed. My father burst in through the door, his dark brown eyes glaring at us.
"What seems to be the problem?" he asked, his voice gruff and tired.
I pointed at Heidi, "She wants my wedding dress."
My sister trembled, but stood up and quickly mde her way to the door, not before turning around to say, "I hope you die and this family never has to see your face here again. You are a self-centered... bitch, who cares for no one but herself! Father was right, we should just leave you stranded in the forest!"
At this point, my breathing was eratic and my body filled with rage. I turned to look at my father, "Stranded in a forest? You know, God punishes those who care not for their children. Perhaps you are no father of mine and Mother had an affair. I sure don't look like you and those idiotic little blonds you call daughters. They have no backbone and it wouldn't surprise me if once they get a husband, he gets a lover. What would those three do? I'll tell you; Nothing! Maybe you will get your wishes and I do die sometime during my walk. Good day to you sir!" and with that I scurried off into the morning sunsrise.
I saw Heidi crying onto the shoulder of eighteen year olds, Harper and Stephanie. They glared at me through the crack in the door, a glare which I returned more furious. They flinched and quickly looked away.
The air outside was cool and the sky was barely yellow of the sun was barely begging to rise. I walked into the forest, planning to follow my trail.
My walks usually lasted thirty minutes or an hour. I never ate breakfast, it made me nauseous. The sun for some reason left as soon as I made it into the forest, it literally disappeared from the sky. Gray clouds engulfed the heavens. I groaned, would it really rain?
I kept walking, feeling as though a person was following me. I turned around, trying to find something. I never did.
Almost towards the end of my walk, an ice cold hand grabbed my neck and pushed me onto the ground. I screamed and saw the face of an amazingly handsome man, his red eyes were the only fault in his features. They were creepy and searched through mine.
I gave out a small squeak when he unbuttoned his pants and lifted my skirt. I'd heard only of rape in newspapaers, never in real life. It's scary, to have no control what-so-ever about the situation.
I kicked him and tried to keep my legs close, my screams muffled by a cloth. He was so strong and broke my legs, they were bent at an odd angle, opposite of how they were supposed to be bent, like when you sat down.
At this point, I didn't even try to escape and just close my eyes. It wasn't fair. This wasn't fair. Did he have to go for me? Why not Heidi, Stephanie or Harper?
I felt him just burst through my barrier. I yelled as loudly as possible, he just kept thrusting in and out, in and out. I could feel blood flowing down my core, somehow it just made him slip in easier. He groaned and grunted, I cried and muffled each moan that covulsed my body.
That's what I hated, my body loved the feeling and tried to grind this made inside harder; my mind didn't, it knew what was happening, it knew what was happeing was wrong. The human body is disgusting. I hated it, every moment.
After who know how long, I lost my ability to keep awake. I didn't even want to go back to my town, to my home, to the smirking faces of my family.
They'd just love that the torture I had gone through, ultimately destroyed me in a matter of seconds.
A burning sensation woke me up, I was still in the forest. It was dark outside. The burning got hotter, as it spread through my body. I didn't scream so much, I was in shock.
Days later, though I couldn't bear the pain anymore and begged anything, anyone to kill me. Nobody ever did. When the fire stopped, a blond man smiled at me. I instantly froze and said, "Who are you?" My voice was beautiful, it was as if I sang a song when I talked.
His red eyes gleamed and he replied, "I'm James."
*End Flashback*
I hissed into the darkness and shouted, "I hate you, James! I hope your rotting away in hell!"
*Flashback*
My sister, Heidi married in my dress. I watched from a distance, but went to the wedding anyways. Men and women both marvelled at my new face, Jhon, Heidi's new husband stared at me and smiled, to me it looked flirty so I smiled back.
He was standing at the altar, James had bought me a dress; it was cotton and lace, the color of beige looked pretty agasint my new skin, shells were in my hair.
I went up to the side, where the bride was supposed to stand and took Jhon's rough hands. He shivered at my new temperature. How I managed not to kill anyone that day is beyond me.
The wedding march started and in walked my sister, our father at her arm. She looked happy and could've been equal to me in beauty, if I were still human. Everyone's eyes were at the door, they hadn't noticed me slip in, Heidi stopped short when she saw me holding hands with Jhon.
The whole church was now looking at us. Heidi glared at me, her once sweet voice sounded nasally to me, "Leave! Who are you? You're not invited, go!" she hissed.
My father glared at me, but his eyes widened once he saw my face. I smiled wickedly at them and cried out loudly, "Woes me, woes me!"
I tooks Jhon's face in my hand and carressed his cheek, slowly I made him bend down and I kissed him. I moaned, fakely and when were finished, I glanced back up at Heidi. Her make up was ruined, her tears were at fault.
I just laughed and yelled, "Your sister told you not to wear that dress. I'm just making you see what she always knew; Men are always going to leave you because you are spine less! Where is she, huh? Anyone know where Victoria is, she's been missing for a while now! No, you don't, well ladies and gentlemen, Heidi killed her! She wished for her sister to die and now she is. She's barren, too. Wouldn't have been able to give Jhonny here, any children. Such a disgrace, really. Well, I'm off now. Oh and Heidi, Stephanie, Harper?"
Heidi was sobbing, the twins were in shock, but they all nodded to me, looking down.
"Victoria will get her revenge, that is sure to be expected. When she turns the worst demons against you, be prepared to die. Slowly, painfully, just like she did. The poor girl was mangled when i found her in the woods. I could tell it was her, though. She's the only one to ever go through that trail. Don't believe me? Just go look at her blood and see."
I turned from them and walked down the aisle, my head held high. The whole church was quiet.
Oh Victoria will get her revenge, on James that is and everyone who crossed her, I though to myself before going off with James.
*End Flashback*
My sisters all died. They knew that when I made threats, I went through with them. I didn't kill them, heavens no- I'm not a family murderer. They killed themselves, while I laughed my head off.
Stephanie was the first to go. Every shutter, every little sound scared her. Eventually she drank sleeping pills. I smiled when i saw her eyes bug out of her head, and foam come out through the corners of her lips.
My parents were grieving for a long while, that's for sure. Stephanie was the baby.
Harper was next. I would personally stand in her bedroom at night, she'd sense me and wake up screaming. I always whispered in her ears and sang the bloody mary song, telling her I was coming.
Her death was funnier than Stephanie's! She hung herself, the dumbass. She flopped like a fish for hours before dying, she killed me too, out of laughter!
Heidi was tricky to kill. She was still depressed from her marriage being canceled and nobody wanting to marry her barren body anymore. The twins' death also touched her.
One day, I decided to make her feel what I felt. I asked James to do away with her, he didn't object. The bastard. I watched as she screamed and thrashed. I laughed darkly watching, she called for my help and damned me when I didn't.
It was gruesome and bloody. James wanted to have a drink and I let him, after two weeks of her being even more depressed than usual. She was no use to me and I left her that way and demanded for James to drink her when he couldn't stand his thirst an longer. It was an entire year before she was feeling better, she was happier and that's when James got to her again and finished with her.
I went to all their funerals and laughed, "That's for Victoria's life! It would've been a good one!" I screamed as they were lowered into the dirt.
No matter how much I regret it, I'll never be able to take away the pain. I healed with James, ironic that he'd been the one to destroy me.
He didn't heal me, though. He just told me to forget. I did.
I threw my hand up into the air. Bella got her happy ending, it wasn't fair. The Volturi haven't even come to see her 'children'. I want to kill her.
How could she subject innocent little children to live as immortal vampires, neving growing forward always staying the same?
Still, rules are rules. The Volturi must know, they'll find out one day, too. Poor kids need to get revenge for something they never got to experience. I'll be the one to help them with that, in a few years.
Realizing now, that I loved my sisters, my family; I needed solitute.
Bella P.O.V.
I groaned as we entered the cottage. Quietly, I put Nessie and E.J. to bed. They were pooped. I smiled and kissed them goodnight.
Edward waited for me at the living room. Silently, I went over to him and let him wrap his arms around me.
"I miss her," I muttered into his shoulder. He already knew who we I was talking about.
"I know, we all do."
I fisted his shirt, and hissed pathetically. "She'll be safer with Charlie. We need to take care of Victoria first. Damnit, I just wish Alice could see her!"
I felt Edward nodd. Huffing, I pushed him away from me and told him I'd go hunting. I couldn't be around him or anyone right now.
Elizabeth, my daughter, my baby, my blood. She was mine. Half of everything about her she got from me. Will I ever get over this separation? I highly doubt it. My daughter, my blood, my baby, my Elizabeth. One of the four precious lives I vowed to protect with my all.
I couldn't protect her. My baby. She wasn't safe with me. My daughter. She wasn't going to live a healthy life with me or our family. My blood. One of us would have eventually attacked her for her blood. Blood she got from me.
Because of my genes, she turned out the way she did. Perfect, but not for my lifestyle. For a human, she'd be the perfect daughter. To me, she was now my sister. She'd never meet me. Never get to know me.
For the first time in my new life, I wish I hadn't even come to Forks, Washignton. I should've never left home. Never met Edward. Never fallen in an irrevocable love. Never gotten married. Never have had sex. Never have gotten pregnant. Never have been changed into what I was now.
In the forest, I sobbed louder than I ever have in my life. I felt just the most immencful pain any parent could feel. It hurt more than when Edward left, more than how I wanted to scream in agony during my transformation, this hurt a thousand times more than either.
*Three Months Later*
Renesmee P.O.V.
Mom and Dad have been fighting more than usual, their aniversarry is two months away since we're in June right now. Charlie doesn't visit us, he can't, obviously him being in France and all.
I missed Elizabeth, I know 'How can the jealous siter miss her younger one?' easy, now I have nothing to coddle anymore. I'd secretly watch her nap, I miss that.
Wonder how Charlie's treating her? Better than he did with my mom, that's for sure. Then technically, Elizabeth is my aunt now. I remember asking that to Emmett. He looked a bit lethargic, but nodded and said I might have cousins some day from her.
He forgot to mention; I'd never get to meet them.
Grandpa sends us videos or photos of Elizabeth every week. Her hair is starting to curl and its up to her shoulders, now. Lizzy's eyes are so pretty, too. They are still big and blue-green.
E.J. and I look like six year olds now. Our famly's concerned in the extreme and take picture nonstop, thinking we're going to die soon.
We've been getting much more attention too. Our parents always want to take us places. Dad pretends to be our older brother, and Mom's his girlfriend.
At the moment, we're at an amusement park in Seatle. I groaned as my mother grabbed my hand and said, "Lets go on the roller coaster! It'll be fun, c'mon kids."
My brother and I shared a look, "We've been on it almost eight times, Mom."
She shrugged, "What's one more time?"
E.J. sighed and told her, "If we ride that monster thing one more time, it'll be my puke."
I laughed along with my father, his eyes were gold today. He took Mom hunting and when they came back, they looked happier. I'm glad he forced her to go. Literally, she had to be carried by him.
"Bella, you'll end up killing our kids!" exclaimed my very exasperated father.
I pouted and lifted my arms to him, "Can we please just go home? I am sick of hearing everyone throw up and kiss in this place!"
He picked me up and kissed my cheek, "My Ness, says we go. So Bells, this is a sure sign that they really don't want to be here anymore."
Mom laughed and then sighed, picking up E.J. she said, "You kjnow, I won't be able to carry you guys like this for long. People will start to think we're not feeding you guys."
A half hour later, we were home. I felt tired and immediately went for my room, Esme's did an amazing job with it.
Another twenty minbutes and I was in a pair of sweats and a t shirt, with no shoes or socks on. Mom and Dad came inside, kissed my forehead, said I love you, and left me to sleep.
I realized, it was one of the first of many days that I wouldn't think about my sister and the first of many days she wasn't mentioned.
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So, this is kind of bad. Victoria isn't all that evil, now is she? She's just misunderstood. Would you guys like her to be killed or not? She could turn good all of a sudden and bond with Rosalie, if you guys want!
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