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The sequel to "TWISTED." Post-Eclipse. Lilly and Jacob set off to stop Lilly's vision from coming true. **I'm so sorry this is taking so long, I'm struggling to get this one written out. Thanks.** BTW: Reviews are nice, Reviews are what makes me want to write more. I could use the motivation, or the criticism if it's not going so well. Thanks.


12. Chapter 12

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“Lilly?” called Alice from across the lawn. I was walking, slowly. Her voice sounded startled, but whether by my presence or demeanor I couldn’t be certain. I felt numb. The run from Seattle seemed to drag on, and I couldn’t bring myself to enjoy it. The loneliness had set in somewhere over the Atlantic and I hadn’t been able to shake it. Alice was joined by Bella, Edward closely behind her. Their faces were twisted in various stages of concern.

I could already feel Edward in my head. I conjured up my fight with Jacob and the anguish I felt now, but didn’t let him see the reasons behind the fight. He looked sympathetic as I approached them. Bella was the first to step forward she pulled me into a hug. I gently put one arm around her, staring all the while at Edward. Eventually, I would have to tell him. He had a right to know.

Can we talk? He nodded. I rubbed my face against Bella’s hair, taking in her smell before releasing her. It reminded me briefly of Jacob. Edward looked at Alice, who must have seen what we were going to do because she nodded and smiled at me.

“Hey Bell,” said Alice. “I need some help clearing out some space in my closet. I’m going shopping. Want to help?” Bella instinctively looked at Edward, seeking his approval. He smiled at her in response.

As she passed by, he leaned down and planted a quick kiss on her forehead. As she passed through the door she turned to me. “It’s good to see you again, Lilly.” I returned the smile as warmly as I could. As soon as she was out of sight, Edward motioned with a nod of his head. We took off at a run, away from the house, somewhere private.

“Edward,” I started as we slowed to a walk. I noticed instantly rigid beside me. Even without his powers of perception I could sense something was amiss. As usual my thoughts told the story before my words had the chance.

“You smell like him,” replied Edward to my unasked question. “I used to hate when she smelled like him.”

“He loved her,” I stated. I could see that stung him. I was broaching a very sensitive subject. “He loves you,” Edward said after a thoughtful silence. “He won’t admit it, but it’s there.” I stared at him, confused.

“You’re thoughts weren’t the only ones I was interested in.”

“It must be nice,” I said with a smile, “to have all the answers.”

After another silence he said, “That isn’t why you’re here.”

I stopped abruptly, “Are you going to change her?”

“What do you mean?” asked Edward with false innocence.

I growled at him, “You know what I mean. Are you going to change Bella?” Edward was turned toward me, but he was looking down. His fists were clenched and he wasn’t breathing. All his muscles were taut.

“That’s her… intended goal,” he breathed. “It isn’t what I want, but I may not have a choice.”

There was that word again. I pondered over my conversation with Avery, fervent to find out what little bit I’d missed. What was the crucial clue on how to save Bella. I shifted my thoughts to how to tell Edward about my vision. He wouldn’t believe me, wouldn’t trust me.

“I’ve hurt so many people already.” My voice got quiet, “We didn’t choose this life. I never wanted to be this.” I stared at my hands. Hands that had killed people.

“Sometimes we don’t have a choice,” said Edward in an equally quiet voice. “Sometimes the choices are made for us.”

“Bella has a choice,” I muttered.

“Bella doesn’t understand what she’s getting into.”

“Neither do you,” I said, my voice still very low. He had no response to this. I couldn’t think of where to start, how to tell him. How did you tell someone that the love of their life could turn into a monster.

“You guys had a fight,” he stated.

I laughed, “You could say that.” It wasn’t a cheerful laugh, rather full of bitterness.

“Do you love him?” I eyed him. He had to realize that we weren’t here to talk about me and Jacob. By the way he was avoiding looking at me, he only wanted to change the subject. I considered fighting, but conceded.

“Love is a relative term,” I said vaguely. He raised an eyebrow at me. I laughed my angry laugh again. “I wouldn’t know how to love someone anymore.”

“I thought that too.”

“He hates me. Hates what we are, what I am. There wouldn’t ever…” I trailed off, scared to continue.

“He might be the enemy of vampires, but he still loves you,” said Edward. He finally looked me in the eye. There was compassion and anguish there.

“I need to talk to him,” I said, more to myself. I started to turn. “When I come back, we need to talk about Bella.”

Edward nodded. “Don’t go over the boundary Lilly. The wolves will kill you. They’re rash. They won’t trust you.”

“I’ll be careful,” I whispered before I ran. Edward called something, but I ignored it. Despite my fears about Bella and Ambrosi, I had to see Jacob. I had to settle thing. I ran, headed directly for Jacob’s house, only slightly worried about the pack of wolves that would be waiting for me.