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Dream's Shadow

This is my take on the over- and usually poorly- done plot. Edward leaves Bella again. She is changed and they meet again in the future. There will be a big twist! Requested by Iris. Banner by Iris!

Try it! I know stories like this usually stink, but I thought I'd give it a try. I own nothing. Stephenie Meyer owns all.

12. Chapter 12

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Alice is the first person I see in town.

“Why?” she asks. “Bella, how could you?”

I am confounded. What is she talking about? What have I done? “What the hell? What did I do?”

“How could you… what’s going on? First you leave Edward, and then you turn up as a vampire…”

“I didn’t leave Edward.” So he lied to her. It’s comforting to know she hates me only for falsities.

“You didn’t?”

“He left me. I told him he could go, but only so I wouldn’t hurt him.”

Her face contorts. “I should rip his face off. I should kill him. How could he do that?”

“I’m nothing special, Alice. Just a human… well, not anymore. But I’m still no beauty, no angel. He deserves better. I can’t blame him for knowing it.”

“You’re my best friend, but in all honesty, from a completely objective perspective, you are special. He knows it… or he should. And he made a promise.”

“Alice, I need to live with you.”

“Yes, you do.”

“You have to… Alice, I fed from humans.”

She draws a slow, steady breath. “You’re still Bella. We’ll teach you. What’s your power?”

“I can control thoughts, or another vampire’s power…”

“That will be very useful. I have a plan, Bella. It may not work… do you think you can make me forget something?”

“Probably. I’m new at this.”

“I need to forget you’re Bella. And you need to trick Edward… our whole family… into something. Something big.”

“What? Spit it out, Alice.”

She looks up at the misty sky. I marvel at the realization that one member of my family, at least, still wants me. “I need you to dress up as someone else.”


“I think it would work better… if you pretend to be a boy.”

Look at this logically, Bella. Come on. Ignore the instinctive biting rejection. He’ll never love you, what does it matter… “Why?”

“They’ll recognize you. You may be able to control their thoughts for a while, but Edward, at least, will know who you are. But if you keep your hair curled up… I can do it for you… and wear boy’s clothes, no one will know, Bella. They won’t think… if your hair is covered… lie and say it fell out, wear a wig, I don’t care. But your eyes are red now. No one will recognize you.”

“Okay. Let’s do it.”

“You’re going to have to make me forget, or else my thoughts will give us away.”

“No one will know?”

“No one will know.”

That will be hard… I can scarcely believe what I am doing. “All right. Get me costumed, go home. I’ll wipe your mind as you finish dressing me up.”

“Just like old times.”

I grin widely at that. “Yeah, before I was, you know, an empty shell and all that.”

“You’re not doing any better, are you?”

“No. It’s like last time.”

“As brilliant as my plan is, there’s something to be said for the simpler solution.”

“What’s that?”

“Punching Edward out. It would be very… satisfying.”

I would have snickered if I wasn’t enveloped by agony.