A/N: Enjoy
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Full Summary: Edward leaves Bella and she becomes depressed like in the book. It's only been a month. For almost a year Charlie has been mourning his little sister, Miranda Gilbert. He gets a call from Liz Forbes, saying she needs his help at Mystic Falls and wants to know if he's willing to take the offer. He talks to Bella about it and tells her she'll have her family again. Hearing the new, Bella becomes her old self and agrees with Charlie about moving. She meets everyone and her and Charlie find out their secret and Charlie is willing to protect Isabella's friends and his baby sister.
Previously On My New Life, In Mystic Falls
We approached my house and he picked me up and jumped. Just a slight breeze and a light landing and I was in my room. I relaxed and brought my arms down from around his neck. Looking up into his eyes for the millionth time that night, I was once again taken away.
"Isabella", he breathed my name.
I stepped back.
"Yes, Damon?"
"I want to wish you goodnight, my dearest lovely love."
I reached to give him back his jacket. His hands stopped me, brushing down my arms.
"Keep it. I'll see you tomorrow, princess." He leaned forward, brushing his lips as lightly as possible against my cheeks.
"Goodnight, Damon", and as the last words were whispered, the small breeze signaled his leaving. I opened my eyes to see a man shrouded in darkness walking away turn mid step. And he tipped his head forward in farewell, but his eyes, his bright blue eyes told a different story. And with his small smirk on his pale, thin lips said that this, this was just the beginning.
Before sleep could take over my senses, my last thought was, round one Damon Salvatore. The man who is slowly changing my experience in Mystic Falls. The man that makes me feel alive and challenges me at every turn. The man, that was breathtakingly beautiful.
Chapter Seven
(BPOV)
I woke to music once again, and it was one of my favorite songs too. Down with the Sickness by Disturbed. I let out a groan while stretching, and everything from last night came back to me. I think this is the most refreshed I've woken up in, well in forever. I sat up and traced where Damon had kissed my cheek. I could still feel the slight brush of his lips, feeling like a ghost. A knock on my door alerted me that I wasn't the only one awake.
"Come in", I called out.
"Hey kid", my dad said peeking around the door before walking in and tossing a stack of papers on my bed. "I brought you transcripts, which were just faxed over from Forks. I guess they forgot and Rosalie went to the office to remind them. There's a note on the last page from her, quite the evil one isn't she? Alright kid, I would enroll you but as of right now I have to get ready for work."
I was looking through all the papers, biting my thumb when I replied, "Alright dad, I'll make breakfast while you're getting ready."
He walked out when I finally just flipped to the back to read Rosalie's note.
I swear to God the people in Forks are idiots! They make me want to strangle them and just throw them out the damn window! Alright Bella, here's all your shit. If it wasn't so damn sunny there, I'd be enrolling with you. And I just want to let you know that Alice has something to explain to you about her visions when you get here. Something she finds very, weird... I don't know what but just wanted to let you know. I love you gorgeous, call me whenever.
Love, Rose.
Hmm, interesting... Well, I'll have to wait to see Alice then, but for now I better get started on breakfast. Walking downstairs, I threw my hair into a ponytail and started working on breakfast burritos. Grabbing the ingredients out of the pantry and fridge, the doorbell rang. Hollering to hold on, I put everything don and ran to the door sliding to a stop in front of it. I opened the door to a anxious Liz Forbes.
"Hello, Liz. Come on in and take a seat."
"Thanks Isabella. Where's your father?"
"He is currently getting ready as we speak. He'll be down in a little bit, eat, and then he's all yours. Is there anything you want to eat", I called back to her.
"No. Thank you, though. I just wanted to let your father know what's going on today."
"If you don't mind me asking, what is he doing today", I asked peeking my head around the door while I was cooking.
"Well, he'll begin training today. If he's going against supernatural he's going to have to get all the right techniques down. And that's where Alaric and Damon come in. They train almost everyone that hangs around vampires."
"Yeah, Alaric said that he was a vampire hunter last night. It's a good thing that dad started working out a little before we left."
We made small talk until my dad came down. Hair all messy, black wife beater, dark jeans and boots, this town was definitely changing both of us.
"Hey, Liz. What are you doing here? Not that I don't mind", he stated.
"Just came to inform you of everything that's going on. I wanted to give you the basics on today's events", she continued the conversation in the living room. I took dad's food and coffee to him and engaged in the conversations.
"I think with having you work with Alaric, you can both bond over it and maybe it'll put your mind at ease with him being Jenna's boyfriend", she joked.
"And what about with Damon? How does he come into play?" My breath hitched at my dad's question. How did Damon come into play?
"Well, with him being a vampire and all, he makes sure you know every vampire's weakness. Plus he doesn't mind being target practice. He always says that it's fun and that it may hurt but it's worth it to make sure everyone can defend themselves. Just dont hit his heart or cut off his head."
The thought of my father shooting or harming Damon put a little damper in my thoughts of them working together.
"I see. Well, Bells. You go register to start, not next week, but the week after since we have to go back to Forks in a couple days. I'll see you later, kid."
"Can I come watch you train later? I mean I want to get a couple things for the house, and then I'm gonna stop by The Grill the get a bite to eat."
He looked at Liz and she nodded her head, giving me the go ahead to watch. Having my answer, I went upstairs to get ready. Heating up the bathroom and turning on the shower I went to get my clothes for the day. Since I was going out and it was warm I needed to look good. I chose white Capri's that were torn from mid thigh to my knee, only small strands holding them together, my black razor back that was also torn in the back and said rock and roll music on the front in hot pink. I wore a hot pink tank underneath and chose my all black converse for my shoes.
When I got out of the shower I did my make up simple, black eyeliner and mascara, with clear lip gloss and blush. My hair was like last nights, but not messy.
I walked out to my baby and put my transcripts in the passenger seat. I backed out and headed for my new highschool. I parked to the closest I could get and walked into the front office to be met by two middle aged ladies. One name plate said Ms. Hughes and the other said Mrs. Parker.
"Hello sweetheart, how may I help you", Mrs. Parker asked.
"Well, I'm new and I'm here to register. I wanted to begin my classes in two weeks, and I have everything right here", I said handing her the papers.
"Alright... Isabella?"
"Anything works for me", I said giving her my most polite smile.
"Alright, we'll have everything put in at the end of the day and your schedule will be waiting for you on your return Monday. If we need anything else we can call you at this number correct?"
"Yes, that's my fathers. Mine is listed as well. If you need anything from the previous school just call me and I'll get you their number", I told her.
"Okay that should be it", she smiled.
"Oh, honey here's all our packet on everything happening this year. It has everything listed in it, and by the way the dress code section is on the last page. It's a small section, and nearly everyone misses it", Ms. Hughes told me.
"Thank you. I'll be seeing you soon", I gave a small wave and returned to my car deciding I needed a couple things to make my room a little more like home, and I should probably get some stuff for the other rooms, especially Charlie's.
Returning from my small shopping trip I put everything in their rightful place. In the living room I had gotten a few knickknacks like some small decorations for the walls and a large clock over the fireplace. For the guest rooms I decided on just getting some small vases that I soon planned on filling with flowers and other plants. In my room I got a few posters. One that had a guitar and said a lot of sayings concerning music, and some of my favorite bands. I also bought picture frames for my future pictures I would take. For my dad's room I got him other small items like a little place where he could lay his things, like his police things. I also bought him some decorations. I didn't want to get too many things because we still had things from Forks we had to get.
I decided to call my dad to see where his training would be taking place but it went straight to voicemail. So I ended up calling Liz.
"Hello Bella. Is there anything I can help you with", she answered.
"Um, I was wondering where exactly Charlie's training was taking place? I tried calling him but it went straight to voicemail."
"Yeah, that's Damon and Alaric's fault. They don't want him to be distracted. Do you know how to get to the Salvatore house?"
"Yeah, I remember from the night we went and everything got thrown out into the open", I said.
"Alright, just go to their house and follow the path in the back. About ten minutes after you hit the tree line, there's a fork in the path. I want you to take the one on the left. Then you'll see a cellar and another path. Take the path and continue on until you see them. But tread carefully. When ou hit the cellar I want you to call out to Damon. That way he'll know that you're coming. okay?"
"I'll make sure to do that. Thank you, Liz", I said.
I hung up after saying my goodbyes and made my way into the kitchen. Now what should I take with me...? I grabbed a bottle of root beer and decided to grab some food before making my way out there. I put a blanket into one of my bags along with some snacks. I headed out to my car to see Tyler leaning against my car. His famous smirk in place. I smirked in return.
"What's up wolf boy?"
"Been waiting for your crazy ass to come out."
"Why didn't you just come inside?"
"I knew you were coming out soon. So you wanna watch some moves in action", Tyler asked me.
"Hell yeah! Are you gonna step in too? I'd love to see what my twin has turned into", I said looking him up and down.
"Oh Hells Bells, you are in for a treat." His smile was contagious. I was happy to have him classified as my twin. The people in Mystic Falls had made up our nick names saying that we could literally pass as blood. His hair was darker than my natural color, but our eyes were the same color. He was the soul reason why I died my hair black, daring me to when we were younger. I remember the day clearly.
Flashback. Isabella 14 years old.
Tyler and I were sneaking out after messing with Elena and Caroline. The girls decided to have a slumber party and it was two days before I had to leave. So Tyler and I chose to do one last prank. We were still laughing after everything. We had decided to do their makeup when they were asleep. I got Caroline while Tyler got Elena. I was happy that Elena was suck a heavy sleeper because Tyler went all out. He did something similar to ICP makeup. I gave Caroline a goth make over, something similar that I wore but a little heavier. We switched out their shampoo's like we did with Matt the year before. Elena had neon green and Caroline had dark purple. We set up a small camera to record the girls reactions when they woke up and after their showers.
"What are you twins up to", Aunt Miranda asked us.
I gave her my small innocent smile, "Oh nothing out of the ordinary, Aunt Miranda."
"Uh huh. Alright you two. Go be twins somewhere else", she said shooing us out.
"You know Bells, if we really want to look like twins you should dye your hair black."
"Dude, my mom would kill me!"
"Well, you're here with your dad, not your mom. When did you eve listen to your mom anyways", Tyler asked, left eyebrow raised.
A small smile formed on my face, imagining what my mom would do. "You're right.. Let me ask my dad first."
Flashback over
We stopped at Subway and then headed over to The Salvatore house. I pulled up and got my bag and we headed to the back of the house. On the way there Tyler and I were debating on who to prank first once we had time to plan it out. We were messing around when we finally approached the cellar.
"This is the cellar from the old Lockwood house."
I looked at Tyler, and then I remembered I was supposed to do something when I reached this point.
"Dammit. Liz said I was suppose to do something once I reached the cellar. Fuck, I forgot what it was. Let me call her again", I said looking down at my phone.
"Well, fuck my life. I have no service here", I said pouting.
"Oh well, let's just keep going. I'm sure you'll remember on the way there."
"Hold on, let me arrange my bag real quick", I said dumping everything out. "Shit, Tyler did you grab the bottles of root beer?"
"Um, no", a sheepish smile on his face.
"Well, I'll go back and get them then", I said going to stand,
"I'll go get them. I'm faster and you can start heading to the site", Tyler said, retreating the way we came.
I got up and started down the path, trying to remember what Liz told me. Soon I could hear yelling and something hitting something else, hard. The next thing I knew, I was pushed up against a tree trunk. I gasped as I realized someone's hand was around my throat and my captor's body was pushed roughly against mine. Whoever he was, was sniffing my neck and then loosened their hold on my throat. I tried to control my breathing but I failed, miserably. My breath was coming harsh between my teeth, and it was somewhat difficult to breath with my captor's chest pressed so violently against mine. I could feel his chest move against mine with each breath, and his nose went up my neck to my ear.
"Oh, Angel."
"Damon", I breathed out his name. My heart now raced with something other than fear.
"You are so lucky, so lucky."
"Damon, can you please let me go", I asked. I was starting to get dizzy with his scent around me and how seductive his voice was.
There was a slight growl coming from his chest before he responded, "Just let me calm down for a bit." He was panting, now. I nodded, understanding what he meant. But I knew that it would take him to step away for me to calm down. He let his head drop to my shoulder, and I could feel his harsh breath on my skin. Oh, it was definitely hard for me to calm down with him this close.
His growling didn't stop but his hand moved from my throat down, grazing past my breast, sliding down my rib cage, onto my hip and then around my waist. He moved his head from my shoulder and looked at me. With him being taller, I had to lean my head against the tree and look up to him. His normally bright blue eyes were a dark blue, slowly fading into their original color. His breathing turned normal, but the growling still continued.
"What are you doing here", he asked. His voice was low, husky, making it extremely difficult to concentrate.
"I came here to watch. I had nothing to do", I took a deep breath to clear my mind. "Liz said it was okay, so I came as soon as I finished registering at school and I met up with Tyler. He's back at the car getting our drinks."
"Did Liz tell you to do anything before you got here?"
"She did. But I-I can't remember", I said, struggling to focus.
"Dammit Isabella!" I couldn't help the moan that escaped me when he said my name. My eyes slipped closed and my breathing was hitched. I felt Damon lean forward and his forehead touched mine. My eyes fluttered open, expecting to see Damon's bright blue orbs, but was surprised to find them closed and his lips parted. He held me closer to him when he eventually let go and pushed away from me. I sagged against the true, gaining my breath back watching him walk away. He was wearing black again. Jeans, wife beater, and the his boots. When he turned to look in the direction I had come from, I noticed a pendant on his neck. It was on a silver chain, but hung right under his collar bone.
"Damon", Alaric called. Damon turned to him and raised an eyebrow.
"What", he snapped.
"He just needs to get adjusted to vampire speed and learn the weakness'."
"Alright. Are you ready, Charlie?"
"Give me your best shot, Salvatore", my father encouraged. I looked to Damon and saw him tense up. Then, he was gone.
"Hey, Bells", I heard Tyler call to me.
"Hey. Let's get everything set up."
A/N: I've decided to update as soon as I can whenever I can. So it'll be random updates, so if I scatter your brain I'm sorry. By the way, Forks is the next chapter! I'm excited to write it!