'Bella,' Gran said as she jumped up, 'how did it go with Elena?'

Furious tears spewed from my eyes. 'Elena Gilbert is the most selfish person in the world!' I stormed as I stomped up the stairs.

I understand that she's dealing with a lot right now with Stefan gone and her aunt and uncle dead, but she could be our last chance to get closure with Isobel.

Maybe she doesn't want it.

What?

Maybe she believes she's getting one over on John, Isobel, and perhaps even me.

What do you mean, Bella?

Maybe she's doing this to hurt them or you.

That's the most childish thing I've ever thought of.

Maybe, but Elena Gilbert is behaving like a child.

What should I do?

Go it alone, Bella.

Alone?

You offered her several chances; don't let her stubbornness keep you from the truth.

Youre right! I won't let her stand in my way!

She really needs to get over herself!

I know, right?! She acts as if she's the only person who lost someone!

Just ignore her; you lived 11 years without her, and you go on another 100 as well.

Right.

I was right; I would tell Caroline and Gran I would see her.

After a bit of reading, I settled into bed.

'Bella? Bella.' called my mother's voice.

I turned to see my parents and grandmother smiling at me; they were in tears.

'What's wrong?'

Charlie put his hand on my shoulder. 'I'm proud of you, Bells.'

'Great, but that doesn't answer my question.'

'Like we'd miss your big day.' Renee sobbed.

'You're so beautiful.' Gran sniffled.

'Thanks, but why are you here? Mom and dad are dead.'

'Isabella, don't be some morbid.' Gran chided.

'Are we late?'

I turned to see John and Isobel walking up; Isobel was in tears.

Everyone looked super excited to be here, but I was confused, happy, but still confused.

'I don't understand,' both Isobel and John gave me hugs,' what's happening.'

'Your wedding day, silly.'

'Pardon?'

I looked at John and Charlie; they were wearing fancy suits. I glanced at my mothers and Gran; they were in blue dresses.

I looked at myself in a nearby mirror.

I was wearing Renee's wedding dress; it was an ivory sun dress with a long train and no shoes.

Charlie and Renee got married on a beach in California.

My hair was up in a curly bun with white flowers in it.

'You looked fantastic.' Isobel replied as Renee handed me a bouquet of sunflowers.

'We're glad you invited us.' John said, kissing my cheek.

'Of course.'

Who was I marrying? I wondered.

'Bella!' called Caroline's voice.

Caroline sauntered to us, wearing a yellow sundress and holding a bouquet of sunflowers; the dress matched her hair.

'Everyone is waiting!'

Isobel and John followed Caroline outside of ... I want to say tent. Both Renee and Gran told me that they were proud, then hurried after Caroline.

'Are you nervous?' Charlie asked as I locked my arm around his.

'Yes.'

We walked out and saw everyone I knew: Jessica, Lauren, Angela, Mike, Jacob, and the kids from the reservation. Angela and Jesse were dressed like Caroline, and so were Bonnie and Vicky.

They were standing in front of everyone. I noticed Jeremy, wearing a tux, standing up front with Caroline.

Was I marrying Jeremy?

I saw Tyler, Matt, Mr. Saltzman, and... Damon standing behind Jeremy.

Why would they be at my wedding?

I looked around and saw Elena sitting beside her aunt Jenna, wearing a white sundress.

'I'm giving you my only child,' Charlie grumbled as he unlinked our arms, 'Please take care of her.'

'Don't worry, sir,' Stefan took my arm, 'I'll keep her safe.'

'You look so tasty,' a voice behind me cooed.

I turned to see Victoria wearing red.

'Stefan!' I turned to but...

But it was...

'What's the matter, love?'

I turned to my wedding party and guests and saw bodies.

Bodies and blood...

'Nik?!'

'Why so glum? It's your wedding day.'

Bella began thrashing in her bed, calling for someone named Nick, Victoria, and finally me.

I rushed to her window, opened it, and started to enter, but I couldn't.

Bella never invited me into her home.

'Bella,' I called.

'Stefan, they're coming!'

'Wake up!'

'Stefan, help me.'

'You have to wake up!'

'He's killing Gran, Stefan, help me.'

'Can I come in?'

'Help me!'

'Can I come in?'

'Come in! Help me!'

I leaped inside and shook her awake. 'Bella. Wake up, Bella! Bella!'

She looked around the room momentarily when her chocolate brown eyes settled on me. 'Stefan.'

The darkness made her hair seem nonexistent.

'Are you alright?' I asked.

'Are you?'

I could scarcely hear her tiny voice over the pounding of her heart.

'Surviving.'

'Same.' her heartbeat returned to its average rate. 'Where have you been?'

'I don't want to talk about it. What did you dream about?'

She shook her head. 'I don't want to talk about it right now.'

'Well, what were you trying to warn me about?'

'Huh?'

'Your playlist. You were trying to warn me about something what?'

'Vampires, I think it's one of your tomb vampires.'

'What?!'

'She calls herself Victoria. She's about Elena's height, has red, almost orange hair, and green eyes, but she looks witchy but sounds golden curls and pink bubble gum.'

'Why didn't you tell me before?'

'I was faking it.'

'How do you know she's a vampire?'

'Isobel told me.'

'What was your dream about?'

'Where have you been?'

'With Klaus, what did you dream about?'

She turned red and looked away. 'We got married.'

'I'm sorry?'

She relayed her dream in one breath. When she finished, I asked, 'Would you have said yes?'

'What?'

'If I'd asked you to marry me, would you have said yes?'

She turned red. 'Would you break up with Elena for me?'

Who's Nik?'

'What?'

'You said I turned into someone named Nik; who is he?'

She grabbed her phone and showed her grandmother and Klaus at the grill. 'This is him.'

'Bella, this is Klaus.'

'What?'

'This is the hybrid, Klaus.'