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Fate's Twisted Charm

Fate's twisted charm is always what lures you in. From the beginning of her life she's been intertwined with myths and creatures. Now it's your time to hear her story and what she thinks about everything that has happened in the series we all know and love. This is Emily Young's life story. PhotobucketTwenty-One Preview: "Oh, Paul, you're not alone. I'm here and I love you. I know for a fact that Sam would not be the leader he is if not for you. Jared loves being with you and being your friend. And, so what if Leah doesn't talk to us anymore? It's mostly my fault anyway. She shouldn't take it out on you. I just get so worried about you sometimes."

Disclaimer: This story does not match up with the actual series and the timeline, some ages, and other details have been changed. I also own nothing besides Maria and Scott Young. It's all Stephenie Meyer.

19. Forever Goodbye

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March 28th, 2003

Emmett Cullen answered the door, a look of complete shock on his childish face. I heard a girlish squeal from behind him and I instantly knew it was Alice. Oh dear God, how was she still excited to see me? After all I had said and done, she was still the hyper little vampire that I had grown to love. I didn't deserve her graces, I deserved the silent treatment, a cold shoulder, sharp words. Anything but kindness.

"Uh...you want to come in?" Emmett asked blankly. I looked up at him, into his light golden eyes and nodded. He grinned widely and moved so I could step in. It still confused me how I even got their address. I had been shuffling through my drawers, looking for the slip of paper that contained Emmett's phone number, and instead I found a piece of paper labeled Cullen House with an address and directions scrawled on the bottom in an impossibly neat and loopy hand-writing. I had just gotten in the car and followed it, desperately hoping it would lead me to the actual Cullen household.

Emmett closed the door gently behind me and I looked around. It was all so beautiful, light and airy. As soon as I had pulled up to the house, I knew it was stunning. The pristine white of the Victorian mansion was enough to make any real estate agent have a heart attack. And the inside was just as beautiful. The walls were a pastel color, warm and open. All of the furniture was antique, crystal vases and the newest type of technology. My eyes finally settled on the grand piano where Edward sat. The cherry wood glistened as a slim ray of sunlight came through the window.

"Emily! I missed you!" Alice jumped into my unexpected arms and I took a few steps back from the impact. I shivered from the iciness of her skin. It was enough to make any ice cube feel warm. She kissed me lightly on both cheeks before leaning back. Her wide golden orbs for eyes glistened happily as she pushed her small hands through her hair. "Hmm, that outfit will have to do," She mumbled as she gauged my outfit. I heard Emmett grunt from the side.

"So, what's up?" He asked me as he gracefully sauntered to the nearest sofa. He sat down with a huff and looked at me with curiosity in his eyes. I gave a small smile and hesitantly walked towards the chair across from him. Alice skipped cheerfully behind me and leaned on the arm rest of the sofa Emmett was sitting on. I gulped nervously as I reminded myself of what I was to do here. I had made my mind up before I left the house. I knew it would hurt, both me and the Cullens, but I had to put Sam first. I loved him.

"I needed to talk to you, and preferably Jasper, if that is alright," I whispered. Alice cocked her head to the side as her eyes clouded over. She looked at me with no recognition, as if she really wasn't Alice. I snapped my head over to Emmett in concern but he just waved me off. Finally, Alice snapped out of her glassy-eyed look.

"Oh. So that's why you're here," She mumbled gloomily before she got up and stalked out of the room, her narrow shoulders drooped. I looked to Emmett in awe and he just chuckled humorlessly.

"She had a vision, that's all. She's going to get Jasper now," He clarified. I nodded in understanding. I leaned back on the comfortable chair and sighed. I didn't want to have to do this, I really didn't, but I had to. I had to put my family and the Pack first before the Cullens. No matter how they had helped me, the loyalties laid with Sam and the Pack. No matter what. I rubbed at my temples and Emmett straightened up. His eyes flickered quickly over me as he assessed my appearance.

"You've been crying haven't you?" He murmured, his eyes full of worry. I mentally groaned, I really didn't need them worrying over me with what I was about to do. Edward stood up lithely from the piano bench and came closer. I gasped slightly, he had been so silent I had forgotten he was there. He sat down quickly on the sofa, next to Emmett, and narrowed his eyes.

"It's nothing," I waved Emmett off. He cocked one eyebrow as if to challenge me.

"Was it Sam?" He questioned, leaning forward with a dangerous glint in his eyes. I gulped on reflex and rolled my eyes, hoping to lighten the mood.

"No, no. Don't be silly," I mumbled, forcing a smile on my face. Emmett grumbled and then Alice danced back into the room, her hand intertwined with Jasper's. He looked on edge, his eyes flashing around the room with a rigid posture as he came into my line of sight. His eyes avoided mine as Alice pulled him down to the cream colored love seat next to the one that Emmett and Edward sat on.

Then, four pairs of topaz eyes turned on me. I swallowed loudly. It was obviously a teensy bit uncomfortable to be in the spotlight of such beautiful and enchanting creatures. I instantly felt a twinge of calm seep into me. My head whipped towards Jasper who was shyly gazing towards me. I smiled nervously back.

"First of all, I just wanted to say I'm sorry," I whispered, my eye contact with Jasper never wavering or breaking. He cocked his head to the side as his eyebrows furrowed. Emmett kicked at the coffee table leg loudly and Edward swatted at him with the back of his hand. I had to force myself not to laugh at the ridiculous scene.

"Sorry? Why?" Jasper asked, obviously confused since he wasn't the certain vampire that could read minds. I took a deep breath before I started.

"I'm sorry because I should have known the reaction that would have occurred. I knew a branch had cut my cheek," I watched as he visibly stiffened. Alice lay her hand on his arm in comfort. "But I kept going. I also should have known what was happening, and not just stand there like the idiot I was. And I'm also sorry, Alice, for treating you the way I did when it was all over and done with. You didn't deserve that, it wasn't your fault, and yet I still acted cruelly." Jasper's eyes widened with each word I said until his eyes were the size of saucers.

"Emily, don't you understand that it clearly was not your fault. Every human gets scrapes and cuts, it was I who should have been prepared," Jasper guiltily whispered as he looked at his hands. Alice nodded in sympathy as her eyes flickered towards me.

"Also, Emily, you do not need to apologize. It was a normal, human reaction and you were in shock, anyway. You were acting on impulse, and that is understandable." She smiled wistfully as her eyes beamed into mine. I sighed in surrender, vampires were hard to debate with.

"It is I, Emily, who is sorry. I should have known you were coming and I should have known to leave. I smelled the blood the instant you were cut, yards and yards away, yet I made no move to put distance between us. I was too caught up in the attack. I am sorry," Jasper murmured. I bit my bottom lip as I watched him apologize. Why did he have to take all of the blame upon himself?

"Well, if that's all-" Emmett interrupted as he eyed the big screen TV. His eyes glittered in happiness as I imagined some sort of sports game playing at the time.

"That's not all," Edward and Alice responded at the same time. They looked at each other in amusement briefly before looking back towards me. Emmett's dark head whipped back to face me as he nodded for me to go on.

"Then spit the rest out," He cheerfully replied as his head cocked to the side. I inhaled deeply before continuing on.

"I think it would be best if I don't communicate with any of you anymore," I mumbled in one breath. I gulped as I waited their responses. Alice gave me a knowing look, regret in her eyes. Edward wasn't even looking at me, he was looking towards the doorway, and Jasper was gazing at his clasped hands that lay in his lap. Emmett's was the worst. His mouth was open in shock as he desperately tried to grasp onto what I was saying.

"What do you mean?" Emmett asked, his lips slowly forming the words as the gears worked in his mind. Edward rolled his eyes quickly, so quickly I wasn't even sure I had seen it happen. Alice gave a deep sigh as she looked at me with a thoughtful expression.

"It's not anything anyone of you did. It's just, that, well, the Pack-" Emmett brutally cut me off before I could continue.

"So it was Sam, huh? You were crying before, and it was because of him! What happened? If that little Pom-" This time, I cut him off before he could continue. I couldn't have him assuming incredible things about Sam, no matter if it was true or not.

"Emmett, please, it was really nothing. It's just that it's hurting everyone for me to spend time with both sides. I've done my research, I know how the deal is. You're enemies with them, they're enemies with you. I refuse to be the cause of a war between the two just because I love someone on one side, and I have friends on the other." I fiercely whispered. Emmett gazed at me with a slight mark of hurt in his eyes. I sighed as Jasper groaned quietly.

"It's because of me, isn't it? Because you saw how we truly were-" Alice hushed him before he could finish. She leaned in close to him and whispered something I couldn't catch into his ear. He looked up at her with wide eyes and whispered something back. I sighed, it could be hard and trying when you spent times with a bunch of vampires.

"No, it isn't because of you, Jasper. She doesn't want to keep tearing herself in half while she feels like she is betraying Sam when she comes over to our side of the boundary. She's tired of hurting him and she feels as if her loyalties lie with the Pack because she loves a member of it and all of her family is on that side. She isn't afraid of you, not anymore than she should be, and she's just doing what is best for those who are around her," Edward briskly stated as he stood up from the couch. I gaped at him. How was it possible that he knew my thoughts better than I even did. "Mind-reader, remember?" He mumbled as he walked over to the window and looked out.

"So, you don't want to ever see us again?" Emmett murmured from across from me. He sounded like a little kid with his soft mumbling and his wide eyes. My lips trembled I set my gaze on him. I sighed when he looked up at me with his furrowed eyebrows.

"You know it isn't like that, Emmett. I can still see you, I just, well, just not for awhile. I can't keep straining my relationship with Sam." I stressed. He scoffed lightly as he leaned back on the sofa. He kept his eyes trained on my face, narrowing every once and while as a certain thought passed his mind that I would never know. I wasn't a mind-reader after all.

"You should get home, Emily. There is a storm coming. I don't want you to get caught up in it," Alice gloomily mumbled as her head fell on her hands. Jasper wrapped his arm around her tiny waist as she sighed. Her wide eyes glowed as she looked at me. It was the perfect face of innocence that made me just want to tell her to forget what I had just said.

"Alright, well, there's something more," I clarified as I fidgeted my hands nervously. Emmett straightened up incredulously.

"More? More? Well, go on, then," He prodded as he leaned forward eagerly. I smiled gently as everyone looked towards me.

"I just wanted to thank you all," I calmly stated. Emmett's eye brows furrowed even deeper as he looked upon me. Jasper gazed at me curiously as Edward sighed from his position by the window.

"Thank us? For what?" Emmett called out first to break the forming silence. I chuckled softly before finishing.

"For a lot, Emmett. Number one, for saving me in the woods that day. Also, when you and Edward gave Leah and I a very much needed ride home after that ill-fated dance. Plus, you can't forget when you saved me from Sam. That counts for a lot. And when I was in the hospital you were all so kind. I wish Dr. Cullen was here, I could thank him for checking my stitches," I quietly mumbled as the thought struck me. No doubt Dr. Cullen would be at the Forks hospital. I would just hope that they would tell him I was grateful for his services.

Emmett stared at me in shock while Alice closed her eyes briefly. Jasper looked strained as he leaned a bit further away. I knew I should probably leave now. Edward propped himself up from his position and rubbed his temples.

"Alice is right, that storm should be catching up any second," He murmured as his his golden eyes fixated out the window. I nodded and hurriedly got to my feet, ignoring Jasper's tense features and clenched fists. Alice stood up along with me and danced to my side. I may have imagined it, but it seemed like there was something missing from her usual happy bouncing. Emmett looked up at me and then stood up, too.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye." He stated as he looked down at me. I nodded sadly and before I knew it, he was hugging me. I let out a breath of air as I was crushed against his marble like body. I gasped for air as he squeezed me against his chest in a bone-crushing hold. Then, he swiftly set me down on my feet and walked towards the front door. I followed, with Alice on my heels, as he opened it.

"Since that day in the woods I've felt a strange sense to protect you. I guess I can't now," Emmett whispered as he looked out the door and towards the dark gray and gloomy clouds overhead. The wind was strong and it swirled around us as it brought in leaves and bits of dirt inside. I was too out of it to notice. I felt the presence of someone behind me and I turned around. Up at the top of the stairs stood Rosalie, gorgeous and deadly with her squinting eyes as I stood with her husband.

"Well, thank you for all that you have done. But, now, I'm afraid you'll just have to trust Sam to do that," I said loudly over the howling wind. The weather really was strange lately and I grabbed the collar of my jacket tighter around my neck.

"I guess you're right, Em." He nodded as he whispered. I gave him a small smile before Alice ushered me out of the door. I got one last glimpse of Emmett before he briskly shut the front door so no more dirt could be carried in from the wind. His face still wore the expression of sadness as I got my last look at him. Alice walked me to my car, her arms wrapped around her tiny ballerina's form as her short hair blew around her face.

"We'll always be here if you need us, Emily. Don't forget that," She murmured in my ear as she hugged me close. I grasped back onto her delicate body as she kissed both of my cheeks once again.

"I know that, Alice. And I won't forget it," I muttered as I reached out for the handle of the car door. She tightened her hold on her jacket as she looked up to the sky in wonder. I gasped as I thought of one more thing I wanted to ask her. She looked back at me in curiosity when she heard my intake of air.

"What is it?" She questioned with her head to the side. I flashed my eyes back to the beautiful mansion where a slight rustle in one of the curtains appeared.

"I found something in my drawer today. It had your address on it and directions of how to get here. I wouldn't have known where you lived it if wasn't for that slip of paper," I said as I remember the girly hand-writing swirling over the paper and somehow forming words. The hand-writing was obviously a female's in its loopy and bubbly appearance. Recognition lit up her youthful face as she gazed at me. "You put it there, didn't you?" I asked her.

"Well, of course," She chirped. I laughed softly as she giggled in return. "I had to leave some sort of address. I know things, you know," She added as she winked. I chuckled as I shook my head. That Alice, she was really something. I hugged her again and she smiled, revealing her pearly white teeth. I yanked open the car door and jumped in. As I did so, a small drop of rain landed on my hand, oozing out in ripples across the skin. Alice looked at the sky once again.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye," I said, trying to ignore the fact that my voice broke on the last word. Alice looked at me with an wistful look in her eyes. She sighed as she looked back to the roaming clouds above.

"Get home, Emily, I can only follow you through my visions for so long. Get home safe." Her words were muffled by the falling rain drops that fell from the heavens. If I had known better, the domed drops streaking down her heart-braking face looked like tears in their melancholy way of dripping and dropping. But, like so many things in this world that aren't as they seem, they weren't tears. By the way she said those words, it seemed they had a double meaning. And somehow, I understood those twisted words. She could only watch out for me so long before I was out of her grasp, before my fate was totally and completely in the hands of the werewolves. She could only watch out for me so long before I was swallowed by the current, taken under just like Casey.

"I will, Alice, I will," I replied as an actual tear slid down my cheek. Her head whipped to face me and she outstretched her hand hesitantly before swiping the tear from my face. Her full lips pursed in disapproval as she gazed into the surrounding forest.

"Do not cry, Emily. When she died, she cried, too," She whispered as she flickered her gaze to her fingertip where my tear lay. I cast her a curious glance and when her tortured eyes met mine, I finally understood.

"Oh, Alice, it's not your fault Casey is dead. Never think that! I won't end up like her, Alice, I won't. I'll live enough for the three of us; I won't be taken like her. You don't have to feel guilty, Alice, because none of it is your fault. I personally don't think you could have saved her. It was simply meant to be." I desperately tried to hush her fears of thinking it was her fault that my friend was dead. Alice's eyes darkened for a brief moment before she turned her attention to the storm.

"Sometimes I think it is my fault," She whispered almost inaudibly. So inaudibly, I had to lean forward and read her lips. She glanced at me before swallowing and then gave a small, grim smile.

"But it isn't. Just remember that," I muttered as she outstretched her arms around her as the rain started to fall heavier. It splattered violently on the windshield of my car and with one last glance at the magnificent Cullen household, I put the keys in the ignition.

"Goodbye, Alice, goodbye forever," I murmured as I started the car. She narrowed her eyes and leaned down. I closed my eyes briefly as I felt her cool, icy lips kiss my forehead just slightly so. Then, her mouth moved down to my ear as she whispered her last words to me for many months to come.

"No, Emily, not forever. There are many things to come that will draw both our sides closer. There are so many things to come that will draw both our sides apart. There are just so many things," She whispered, her frigid breath trailing along the skin of my neck. She leaned back and flashed me a radiant smile before closing the door gently. I looked up at her, questions visible in my eyes, and she just winked.

I put my foot on the pedal and drove back down the long, twisting driveway. As I drove, I looked in the rearview mirror and saw one unsettling, yet angelic scene. The silhouette of a small girl, arms out and palms pointed to the sky as she gazed upwards in front of an elegant white mansion. When the car drove onto the main road, her head turned towards me, and I was temporarily blinded by her dazzling smile.


I couldn't help myself. As the car passed the so-called boundary line, I broke into sobs. I was officially out of their territory. There was no going back now, there was no turning around. I had lied to Emmett when I said I would see him again. If I hadn't of said so, I think he might have kept me there. It was obvious of their distaste towards the werewolves. My werewolves, I corrected myself as a wry grin took place on my face.

But, when Alice said she would see me again, I didn't know what to say. It was obvious Alice had seen something that occurred in all of our futures, that would effect us all, but I had no clue what it could be. What could possibly happen in the insignificant, boring, rainy towns of Forks, La Push, and Makah? I doubted anything exciting would happen here for the next few decades.

But, of course, who really knows when you have a werewolf boyfriend and vampire friends.

I wiped hastily at the salty tears on my face as I choked down a sob. I turned the car onto my driveway and parked it in front of the garage door. I tried to push down my hair a bit because it was so hectic from the winds outside. My eyes were red and puffy and I fished a tissue from my pocket and noisily blew my nose. God, I looked like hell. I gulped as I opened the car door and ran for the entrance to my cozy house.

I grabbed my keys from my pocket and jammed them into the lock. The door swung open and I flicked on the lights. Nothing. I sighed, the lights were out. A streak of lightning lit up the sky behind me, setting the gray clouds in hues of blue, yellow, and green. So much like the day Casey died. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me while I locked it. The house was so dark, except for the occasional lightning bolt that would cast shadows on the walls.

I shivered as I walked to the kitchen. A boom of thunder pounded overhead and jumped. Soon to follow, a beam of lightning struck down nearby, and it lit up the room. I gasped quietly as I saw the outline of a figure huddled in the corner. Just as quick as the light had come, it went and I was shrouded in darkness once again. I could still see the silhouette in the corner, but now it was just pitch black. My heartbeat quickened as I stepped forward, my hand outstretched.

"Who's there?" I called out, my hand trailing along the wall as I blindly walked forward. I heard some noise, a sigh or some sort of breathing, and I kept going. Something was breathing deeply in the corner, a noise more like an animal than a person. I swallowed as a drop of cold sweat dribbled down my forehead. My breathing got deeper as I got closer to the corner.

Then, there was a shuffling noise. Like someone getting off of the ground. I took half a step back, but then kept going. My hand touched the wall once again as it grew closer. I could just feel the body heat of the intruder radiating on my fingertips. A second bang of thunder echoed overhead, and I took a deep breath before plunging my hand forward.

As I grasped onto some sort of cloth, another streak of lightning lit up the room and I looked into a pair of dark, pitch black eyes.