As if daring her to do something about it, Claire raises her hand to strike again Emma but before she can even swing her arm, she's on her back shrieking. She was in agony, I could tell. Aidan sunk to the ground. His face was scrunched. He was in pain, not as much as Claire, but in pain nonetheless.
Emma walked over to Bella and grabbed her hand. She attempted to get her attention. She failed. Bella's ferocious glare was forced on Claire.
"Stop; you're hurting Aidan." She says.
"Bella, seriously, he's in pain. You're doing him damage." She begged.
"Mummy! Your son, you are hurting Aidan, too."
Those were the magic words. Just as quickly as it happened, Claire stopped shrieking and Aidan looked relieved. In all honesty, he was the only one.
"What just happened?" someone asks. I didn't register who. My mind was running at a million miles per minutes, trying to make sense of what had happened in front of my own eyes. It failed.
"Er, mummy?" asks a startled Rosaline.
"Aidan." Her voice is deathly calm. "Baby, are you alright?"
He simply nodded in response.
She turns her head in our direction but does not look at us. "I think, it's best if you leave now. All of you." She says before heading up stairs
"Emma," insists Rosalie, temporarily ignoring Bella. "How did she do that? Why were you calling her your mum? I'm so confused."
"She is an illusionist; pain is an illusion of the mind." Emma replied. Had she seen what I'd just seen? Was this the norm in their lives?
"Ok," Says Rosalie still not sounding satisfied. "But, what's with the whole "mummy" ordeal, with yourself and your brother?"
"I really do think it's best if you leave now." She followed Bella up the stairs.
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Later, when the Cullens were back in the vicinity of their own home, the wheels in Alice's started turning.
"When were Emma and Aidan born?" Alice asks after hours of sitting in stone silence.
Edward tells her they were born in 2006.
That got her thinking. The twins were born in '06 – Edward and Bella broke in '05.
"Edward," she says, still trying to choose the perfect words. "I need you to be honest with me. When you and Bella were…" she stops and reconsiders her words. "Did yourself and Bella, while she was human, ever…. Y'know…. Fornicate?"
Her brother scoffs at her choice of wording before the reality of the he's baffled as to why Alice is concerning herself with such things. His expression spoke volumes. Why do you ask? What does it have to with you?
Alice merely shakes her head in response, as if trying to physically shake the thought out of head.
Slowly, the light of dawn shone through the curtains at the Cullen house hold.
I… need you to come with me.
We're going to pay Bella a visit. There's just something I need to know. Something I need to get out of my mind.
Wordlessly, Edward followed his sister out there door, ignores to puzzled looks from his family. Once they got there, they stood at the doorsteps for minute listening to the busy morning routine taking place inside.
"Emma, sweetheart," says Bella. "Come and eat your breakfast; you have to leave for school soon. While you're at it, bring your brother down with you, please."
Her voice drifted closer to the door and she yanked the door open looking not at all surprised to see them there. That, however, did not mean she looked pleased to see them.
"Yes?" she asked sounding impatient.
"We need to talk, to ask you something." Explained Alice, she started to make her way in before Bella stopped her with one look.
"We're slightly busy, right now is not a good time." She doesn't open the door, if anything, she closes slightly.
"When is a good time?" asked Alice, not at all deterred by Bella's hostility.
Bella stared at them. That's the best way to put it. Her face, an emotionless mask, showed no signs of any emotion. It was cold, dead, and lifeless.
Someone pulls the door open behind her. With a heavy sigh, a tired Emma explains now truly isn't a good time but the Alice and her brother were welcome to "talk about whatever it is you want to talk about".
Temporarily defeated, the two Cullens made their way home and upon arrival, got ready for the day ahead.
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THE PARAMORE EXPERIENCE.
The lights were out but the room couldn't be brighter.
Pa-ra-more.
Pa-ra-more.
Pa-ra-more.
The crowd was chanting. Rhythmically summoning their beloved band to the stage. The opening acts had come on gone. Whatever. That's not why they came. No, they're here for the main show. Paramore.
This is it. The final date of the Brand New Eyes World Tour. One hundred and sixty nine dates across the globe ended there. At Wembley Arena.
First is Josh. His part is simple. A few notes on the guitar's neck. She never imagined anything so simple could sound so good. Next is her brother. His beat is rhythmic. T set the crowd alive. The band's lead singer is feeling too. She was all over the stage. Her feet are pounding the in time with beat. As if trying to dig a hole to Satan, himself.
so your father told you once
that you were his princess
you won't see the castle
you cannot find your prince
and now you've grown a lot
and your dress don't fit right
your daddy's not a hero
he stole your chariot
Here comes the pounding again. Just as intense, if not more, than it was before. This band was made to rock. Make no mistake about it.
so here you are in pieces
trying to prove to us it's real
the softness of your smile
and the lies you want to feel
the scales beneath your skin
are showing off today
there's evil in your heart
and it wants out to play
there's evil in your heart
and it wants out to play
there's evil in your heart
and I have made a home here
for me
you'll burn it down with your fantasy
The intro faded into Ignorance. Again, she dominated the stage, ensuring everyone in the crowd was enchanted by what stood before them. Some of the songs she was unfamiliar with, others she recognised from when the band was recording in her brother's studio. The said brother was having the time of his life beside her. She'd had to dodge his flailing arms on several occasions. She liked having a head on her shoulders.
At the beginning of the familiar riff, the crowd went wild, even more so than before. Misery Business, undoubtedly the band's most popular song for many, many reasons. For her brother, it was that, at almost every concert, the band bought a few people on stage with them. It went without saying that he hoped to be one of them.
"London, England!" the blonde spoke into the mic. The crowd erupted once again. "This tour has been absolutely one of the best couple of months in our band's history; thank you for making it happen, because it is all because of you. We love you, we love you, we love you and we are. Paramore!"
The song broke out, the crowd singing along to every word.
I'm in the business of misery,
Let's take it from the top.
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock.
It's a matter of time before we all run out,
When I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I waited eight long months,
She finally set him free.
I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me.
Two weeks and we had caught on fire,
She's got it out for me,
But I wear the biggest smile.
"You see it?" she screamed at the crowd, the world's biggest grin lit her face.
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good.
It now made sense when Emmett had said to her that this band had synchronised head banging down to an art.
Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change
Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.
Sorry honey, but I passed it up, now look this way
Well, there's a million other girls who do it just like you
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who they want and what they like
It's easy if you do it right
Well, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse.
"YOU WHAT!? Huh!" she thrusted into the air.
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him right now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so, it just feels so, It just feels so, it just feels so, so good…
I watched his wildest dreams come true
And not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving...
She felt his shoulders drop beside her. He'd told that once the band got to this part of the song without stopping, no one was going up on stage with them.
But they did, they stopped.
"Gotcha! We gotcha good! We'd like on of you to come up here with us." She walked across the stage, surveying the crowd.
"I wanna pick." The rhythm guitarist, Taylor, spoke.
She turned to face him. He face froze but remained friendly he was plotting something she was against but she had to remain civil in front of their fans.
"Emmett, is he here?" Taylor asked
"I'm Emmett"
"Yeah, me too!"
"I'm Emmett""
Both Hayley and Taylor laughed. She nudged her brother beside her, "Seems your name's suddenly got popular, again."
"Fuck, no!" he didn't like idea of other people stealing his chance of joining Paramore on stage. "I'm here!" He screamed. His arms waving erratically, once again.
"Come on up, Emmett!" said Hayley. Her voice guarded.
"Everyone, this is Emmett." Said Taylor. "Emmett is a very good friend of ours; give it up for him, guys.
"My friend," said Hayley into the mic. Emmett's face lit up at being referred to as Hayley Williams' friend, unfortunately for him, Alice didn't think it meant anything to her. "This multi coloured microphone, here, is the key to the universe. It hold so, so much power and I want you to use it wisely. On the count of 3, you'll sing, with me, into the bridge, ok?"
He nodded eagerly.
"Are you ready, one, two, one, two three go Emmett!"
I watched his wildest dreams come true
And not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving...
In came Josh with his solo
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now.
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now.
But God does it feel so good,
Cause I got him where I want him now.
And if you could then you know you would.
Cause God it just feels so...
It just feels so good.
Merrrpp. Thanks someone who's name I cannot remember who wrote me asking when I'd update. As I promised, before the end of this month. Was it worth the wait?
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OMG ASDFGHJKL have you heard Still Into You!? It's different, but its' good nonetheless!
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Needless to say, song recommendation is Still Into You