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Last time, he had been there to save me. Now, no one was there. I was truly alone... Another accident occurs at Forks High School. Once again, Bella Swan is in harms way. This time, no vampire was there to help. She was on her own, and is now 'awakened' from the numbness. Can she handle what life has to throw at her now? cloakI am working on this again! The next chapter should be up soon!

All charecter belong to Mrs. Meyer, the genious who brought us the world of Twilight...

14. Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

“We have to inform Aro that there are werewolves in the region,” Jane said in a hard voice as soon as the scent of wolves was gone. Felix nodded his head curtly, and my jaw popped open.

“What? Why?” I gasped.

Jane rolled her eyes at me. “Bella, don’t you think that our masters should know of the existence of one of the only things that can destroy us?”

I looked down, trying not to show that I wasn’t happy with that fact. These people had been my friends as a human, and now I might have to kill all of them. It wasn’t fair at all. I had chosen this, but they hadn’t. I knew about werewolves from some of the books I had read from Marcus’s library, and they described wolves. They had no choice in their transformations, and lived to defend humans. Something similar to what I wished I could do. That choice wasn’t up to me anymore, though.

“Here’s my phone,” Felix said, holding out his black iPhone to Jane, who took it and put in the number to reach Gianna. I gawked at the phone.

“Oh, so you guys all get nice phones but I have to be dragged around not knowing what I need to do?” I sputtered angrily. Felix smirked at me.

“You can just use your powers to figure that all out,” he reminded me. “I mean, why waste money to get you a phone when all you have to do is think, and then you know?”

“I’m a few weeks old; I’m still working on controlling my powers,” I reminded him. As I spoke, I had the sudden impulse to go the Cullens house. There was something there that I needed to see. And I needed to do it alone.

I glanced over at Jane, who was still talking to Aro about the wolves. I could hear Demetri coming over, and Felix was looking over at him expectantly. I knew I wouldn’t be missed.

“I need to do something,” I muttered to Felix quietly so that the others wouldn’t hear. He raised his eyes at me, but nodded indifferently. I knew he could care less what I did. All he wanted to do was fight the newborns Victoria was with.

“Thanks,” I murmured, and then quickly glided away towards the large white house that loomed in the clearing. It hurt just to look at it, but for some reason I felt like I needed to go there.

I walked up to the porch at a slow, human pace, berating myself for doing something that would only hurt me. Why did I need to come here even? They had left before the car accident, and nothing should still remain here.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, I opened the door. Oddly, it wasn’t locked. Why would they leave it open? It wasn’t like people respected old abandoned houses that much anymore.

Stepping inside, I looked around. Most of the furniture was covered with white sheets. The ground had a fine layer of dust on it, and cobwebs covered the walls. It seemed much more like a vampire’s house now. The air was stale, proving that I was the first one to come in here in a long time.

I walked further into the house, still moving with exaggerated slowness. I glanced around the dark room, wondering why they left their things here. Didn’t they want their things in whatever house they had moved to?

I gasped when I saw his piano. It had no cover on it, and just stood on the raised platform, collecting dust to cover its ivory keys. I slowly walked over to it, mesmerized as feelings and memories assaulted me.

“They like you, you know,” he said conversationally. “Esme especially.” His golden eyes pierced into mine, giving the reassurance I needed.

My lullaby was coming to a close, its gentle music washing through, just as it had the first he played it when I came to his home for the very first time. As always, tears sprang to my eyes, touched by the kindness on his face and in his music.

I blinked, wrenching myself from the feeling of safety and of peace. To replace it, pain came harder than before, and I fell to the ground with it, panting. But my mind wasn’t done with me yet. I stood up, and against my will, my feet dragged me up the stairs, past the cross on the wall to his room.

The door was already opened, almost as if it had been waiting for me to come. I walked inside, the thick gold carpet making me sink slightly into the ground. His room was almost exactly the same as it had been. His CDs were gone, but their racks were still there, as well as his stereo system. The black couch still sat there, untouched by time.

I sank to the ground, feeling my emotions begin to blank out on me. I couldn’t take it all, and I knew I was going back to the zombie state I had been in. I forced myself to remember that we needed to find Victoria so I wouldn’t slip away.

An image came to me, of Edward sneaking in my window. I was suddenly aware that he was close by, much closer than I thought. I stood quickly, following instincts again. This wasn’t the time to see him. I needed to go.

I sprinted out of the house, and back to the other guards.