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Bella Swan is all alone. Her love and his family left her in the town of Forks with nothing. When a deadly disease starts to spread, and Bella catches it, what does she have to live for? Some old friends come in to town, and give her back her will to live. They give her a new life that no one can know about, or it could be their demise. As a well restrained newborn, Bella tries to move on with her life. Can she? faker

All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex and a few other people I made up all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

19. Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

“Calm down already. Your going to give yourself a stress attack,” Aaron said as I paced back and forth in the trees outside my house.

“You know, letting all that stress get to you isn’t very healthy,” Becka commented as she leaned back on the pine tree she was sitting in front of. Alex stood next to her, watching me with amused eyes.

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, because my health is something I really need to worry about,” I said sarcastically. They all laughed.

“Really, Bella, why are you freaking out so bad? I mean, yeah, it sucks that your human friend got sick, but you’ll see him when he gets better,” Alex told me.

I shook my head. “That’s not it,” I said, aggravated. “Whenever I call Jake, Billy always says that he’s busy. And when I went down there yesterday, he totally blew me off! He said that Sam Uley said that we couldn’t be friends any more.”

“Well, that sucks,” Aaron remarked. I laughed once without humor. Then I remembered one of the things that disturbed me most about yesterday.

“It’s just, when I saw Jake and all of his friends, I smelled…something. It was the most revolting thing I’ve ever smelled. It was like…wet dog or something. And it came off him so strong!” I shuddered as I remembered the disgusting scent.

“Maybe none of them have showered in awhile,” Alex said, and Becka grinned and nodded. I just sighed and shook my head.

“Another weird thing was how much he grew. He was looked like he was almost seven feet tall! And his body temperatures were high enough where he should have been dead…all of theirs were,” my voice faded out.

They all looked baffled. Nothing they could say would explain it. It was a medical mystery. A disease that made you abnormally tall, smell bad and really hot.

“Well, I guess only time will tell,” Becka said as she sat up. “Now, I really want to go running. How about all of you?”

We all nodded enthusiastically. Running was always fun, especially in the woods. No one could see us, and we could go as far and fast as we wanted.

“Let’s play extreme tag!” Alex said. My eyes widened.

“How do you play that, exactly?” I asked, my voice slightly higher than normal. It sounded weak to my own ears. Whatever they were planning wasn’t good, I could tell by their grins.

“Oh, its simple, don’t worry,” Becka assured me. “One person is the tagger, and the rest of us get to run away with a three minute head start. You have to stay within the woods, and you can’t leave a five mile radius.”

I nodded. That sounded simple enough.

“Oh, and you’re allowed to use your powers, too,” Aaron added. “Except for Becka. Hers would be cheating.”

“What about mine?” I asked. They contemplated for a minute.

“No force fields. But you can go invisible if you want,” Becka said. I nodded. “So, who wants to be the tagger?”

Alex raised his hand. Becka sighed. “Alright, you can tag,” she said reluctantly. I laughed. He would probably make Aaron and Becka forget to run away if he caught up with them.

“Okay,” Alex said. “One, two, three!”

Three figures blurred as they all ran in different direction, heading toward the rim of the five mile radius. I quickly became invisible. I knew that it would hide my scent as well as any sound I made, so I didn’t have to worry.

I let my instincts guide me to someplace they felt safe. I didn’t concentrate on my feet; I just enjoyed running, the wind blowing on my face and in my hair.

I saw light in the distance, and I slowed. As I got closer, I gasped, realized where I was. Of course my instincts would bring me here, the one place that had been his.

My feet walked forward of their own accord. I sighed, and let myself enter the meadow, the place where I first found true happiness.

I paused before entering the bright sunlight. When I came here the first time, I had been human. I also had been with him, but I refused to acknowledge that. I shifted to my human disguise, and stepped into the light.

For the first moment, a kind of wild hope surged through me. I knew it was irrational, but some crazy part of me hoped that he would somehow be here, just like the first time. That the magic of this place will somehow heal my dead, mangled heart.

I looked around, but felt the despair crush me to the ground as I saw that I was alone. This place looked almost the same; the wildflowers were colorful and spread out. The tall grass swayed in the faint breeze.

But it didn’t feel the same. There was no beautiful god-like boy here; sparkling like a million diamonds were covering his skin. There was no happiness, no relief in finding out secrets, in exposing the truth. I already knew the truth.

I was alone. I would always be alone.

I fell to the ground, panting from the effort it took not to cry out, to get up and run as far as I could. I made myself visible, not able to keep it up. I was being swallowed by the pain. My chest was ripping open in all of the places it had been hurt. Where Edward had ripped my heart out, where Jake had cracked open whatever little healing had occurred. Where the sickness I had been plagued with hurt my lungs, and where my lies splintered me.

I slowly stood up. There was no point in waiting here for Alex to find me. I took a long deep breath, and felt my mind rid all emotions. Being in the hospital had had its advantages. I could appear calm while getting to ready to commit murder in my mind.

As I took one last look around the meadow, I froze. A sweet scent was coming towards me. It was slightly familiar, but in a way that meant I would have had to have smelt it while human.

Surprise took over when I saw the inhumanly beautiful man cross the dark trees into the bright open space, looking around in curiosity. Recognition flashed through me when I recognized the person in front of me.

“Laurent!” I yelled in shock and happiness. Here was more proof that the world I joined a year ago was more real than my nightmares. Laurent had been part of James coven last year, but he had joined the Alaskan coven that…they…were friends with.

“Bella?” He asked, even more shock playing across his face than mine. I was a little miffed at how similar he looked. I knew he wouldn’t ever change, just like me, but he was too similar to how he had been.

“You remember me,” I said, smiling. He nodded, and grinned.

“I didn’t think I would see you here,” he said, stepping towards me, looking slightly bemused.

“Well, I actually live around here. Haven’t you been in Alaska?” I asked. He stopped walking and nodded.

“Yes, I did go to Alaska. I came down to visit the Cullens, but I found their place empty. I thought that they moved on.”

I felt a stab go through me when I heard their name, but didn’t show it. “They did move on,” I said quietly.

He was watching me curiously. “I thought they would have taken you with them. Weren’t you their pet or something like that?” His face was innocent of any offense.

“Something like that,” I said dryly.

He assessed me thoughtfully. As his red eyes stared at me, I realized that was what was similar. I had thought he had changed his hunting habits, but I was obviously wrong. I felt no fear go through me, however. What did I have to be scared of? That he might bite me and I might get a little sting?
“Do they ever visit?” He asked casually, shifting his weight towards me as he spoke.

My inner instincts, both human and vampire told me to lie. Why fight when it could be avoided? And if it did come to a fight, I could hold him in a force field and wait until the others found me.

“Every now and then,” I said, still calm. My fake heartbeat was even, normal. “I guess that the time seems longer to me, seeing as I get left alone, like now. I think that they were going to come and visit in a week or so,” I lied casually.

“Hmm,” he quietly said. “The house smelled empty, as if no one had been there in awhile.”

“Well, I guess it’s been a bit longer than I thought. I’ll have to mention to Carlisle that you came. He would have liked to see you,” I paused, as if thinking, but was really preparing myself for what I was about to say. “I guess I shouldn’t tell Edward,” wince, “that you came to visit. He’s so touchy about the whole James thing last year,” I said dismissively, as if I thought it was foolish.

“Really?” Laurent asked pleasantly, though I could hear the skepticism in his voice. I nodded brightly.

“So, how were things in Denali?” I asked, curious. Maybe I could even go there one day, to see how others lived.

“I liked it very much. Tanya was very kind. I liked her a lot…Irina even more. It was different, staying in one place for so long. I enjoyed it, though. But the restrictions bothered me. I couldn’t keep up the diet. I cheat sometimes,” he flashed me a brilliant smile, and I realized he thought I was his lunch.

“Did Victoria find you ever?” I asked quickly. I had seen the hunger in his eyes increased, and knew I had to distract him.

“Yes,” he said reluctantly. “I came here as I favor to her, actually. I don’t think she’ll be too happy about this.”

I pretended to not know. “About what?” I asked eagerly.

“About me killing you,” he purred seductively. I widened my, eyes, and took a step back, pretending to be afraid.

“Why would Victoria have a problem with you killing me?” I asked, injecting fear into my voice. And everyone said I couldn’t act.

“Well, she wants to do that herself,” he explained. “You see, she’s a little put out with you, since your Edward killed her James.” Even when I was against another vampire, probably on the point of fighting, his name caused me to feel like I had been stabbed by a knife. I winced outwardly, this time unable to control my reaction.

He was totally oblivious to my pain. “She thought that mate for mate was a fair deal. She lost James, so Edward should loose you, as well. She asked me to come and check out the land, see how it was laid out. I guess her plan may be flawed; you mustn’t mean too much to him if he left you here unguarded.”

I felt the knife in my chest twist, bringing on a new level of pain.

“Why don’t you wait for her, then? That way she won’t be angry with you?” I asked, the tremor in my voice real this time. I was still inwardly shaking from his comment.

He grinned at me mischievously. “Well Bella, you caught me at a bad time. I’m actually hunting right now, and you smell simply…delicious.” And then he nodded, as if giving me a compliment.

I cursed my scent, which had been potent as a human, had been doubled. It seemed that it smelled perfectly human.

“You know, people will figure out if it was you,” I said indifferently, as if I didn’t care either way. In a way, I didn’t.

“How will they figure out it was me,” he asked with a smile. I had to give him that fact. His scent would wash away in the rain, as would mine. And he could easily hide it.

“Please, don’t do this,” I whispered. “So you really want someone to find you, if they do figure it out? Do you really want to kill me?” My tone must have reminded him of his going to Denali. He just shook his head.

“This isn’t personal, I promise. It’s just thirst. And anyway, if you knew what Victoria had planned to do for you, you would thank me,” he shook his head in disgust at Victoria.

He stepped forward, inhaling deeply. “Delicious,” he whispered. He walked forward again, still breathing deeply.

I tensed, my instincts snarling at him. I was getting ready for him to dive at me, so I could fight back without showing what I was. But just as he was about to spring, I smelled the horrible stench again. I looked to the trees in unison with him.

“It can’t be,” he muttered. I glanced at him, confused. Did he know what was coming?

It seemed he did. He suddenly bolted for the trees. I just stood there, my curiosity getting the better of me. I didn’t care what was coming; I just wanted to know what had been plaguing my thoughts.

Suddenly, a large black wolf emerged from the trees. It had blended into the darkness perfectly, so I hadn’t been able to see it until it stepped into the light. I felt my eyes widen, and my fake heart stutter in fear.

It was the biggest wolf I had ever seen. I knew it was a wolf, but I had never seen on like it. It was easily as big as a small car.

It wasn’t alone. Soon, two more wolves came out, flanking it. All of them were snarling at Laurent, their large teeth showing. One of the wolves was a dark grey, and the other brown. Both were slightly smaller than the first.

Soon, tow more joined them, making a pack of five. The one that stepped up closest to me was a russet brown, and close enough to touch. The scent hit me again, and every part of me screamed to run, though I didn’t understand why. They were just wolves—monstrous, it was true—why would I fear them? But here I was, frozen, my imaginary heart slamming into my chest. I held my breath.

The black growled, and they all shot off after Laurent. It was the strangest thing I had ever seen, and it all happened in less than thirty seconds.

But not before I saw the face of the russet wolf. Its eyes were so familiar, held so much knowledge. But if it was smart, why did it go after the vampire? I knew Laurent wasn’t edible. But here I was, faking to be human. Why didn’t they take me?

When they were gone, I sunk to the ground in shock. I couldn’t believe what I had seen, even though my photographic memory was showing me to truth.

I didn’t even here my coven coming, five minutes later. I was still too lost in thought. When Aaron touched my arm in concern, I jumped up and whirled.

“Are you alright?” He asked, concerned.

I shook my head. “I just saw these wolves. They were the biggest ones I’ve ever seen, and they smelled so bad. Just like the scent from La Push,” I said shakily. They looked at me, stunned.

“Have you ever seen any of the before?” Alex asked slowly. I was about to shake my head, but stopped myself. The memory of the russet wolf came to mind.

“I have, actually. One of them was Jacob Black,” I looked into their stunned faces. “I think that the La Push gang is actually a pack.”

“A pack of what?” Becka asked suspiciously. I looked them straight into the eyes, willing them to listen.

“A pack of werewolves.”