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Liar

Summary:
Bella Swan is in a very tight spot. On one side is her coven, the vampires who saved her life. On the other are the werewolves she has come to befriend. She herself is a vampire, but that doesn't change anything-to her. When more and more things start to pile up in Bella's life, will she be able to handle it? Or will she crack from it all and reveal the truth? The sequel to Faker. Banner by the one and only Iris!


Notes:
So, this is the sequel to Faker! I hope you enjoy this!


8. Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

I stared at her, anticipation rolling off my body. From the look on her face, it seemed that whatever she was seeing wasn’t good.

She came back to reality in one swift gasp. Her eyes were wide, and the line of her jaw suggested annoyance or fear.

“What is it?” I hissed quickly. It came out too low and fast, but I didn’t care. Whatever she saw determined my life.

“They told him no,” she whispered. I could see why that would upset her. That meant less time for us now.

“What’s he going to do?” I knew that he would do something. He wasn’t Edward without giving one hundred percent on something his mind made up.

Her face turned dark. “He’s going to try and do something to provoke them into killing him.”

I felt my eyes go wide. I wanted to scream and yell so loud that he would hear me, hear that I was alive. But all I did was stare at her.

She continued. “He had a bad moment, where he considered killing people in the city. But he wouldn’t want to disappoint Carlisle.”

I nodded. “Not at the very end,” I whispered. She nodded unhappily. “So, what is he planning on doing?”

She closed her eyes and sighed. “He’s going to step into the sun. It’s simple and dramatic.”

I nodded. I remembered how his skin, Alice’s, Becka’s, mine even, sparkled in the sun. No one would be able to forget that. Even though I was a vampire, and my skin sparkled juts like any others, I would never take the beauty of it for granted.

For the rest of the flight we were silent. We both felt the weight of the situation on our shoulders, and the outcome that would come if we failed. I didn’t need Alice to tell me that if we were too late we would be killed. I knew enough about the Volturi to realize they would kill anyone that had to do with Edward. I found comfort in the fact that if he died, I would soon be able to follow.

When we began our decent, I turned to Alice. “How long will it take us to get to Volterra?”

She looked at me, a mischievous smile lighting up her face. “That depends on how fast you drive. Now, how strongly opposed are you to grand theft auto?”

I laughed once. I knew that stealing cars would be involved with this. “If we get a good car, not at all,” I said.

“I’ll get the best one I can find,” she said just as the plane touched the runway. Luckily, we were in the seats closest to the door, and got to get off the plane first.

While Alice went to go find a car, I went and got our bags, and then went into the shadows. As soon as no one looked at me, I vanished from all sight.

I ran at my fastest speed to the entrance of the airport. I knew Alice was probably already down there. My translucent body lunged for the doors, returning to the shadows before becoming visible again.

I saw Alice sitting in the front seat of a Porsche 911 Turbo. I had to admit, it was a great car to steal. I dove into it, ignoring all the people staring. There was no way they would be able to do anything to us. Not in this car.

“Great choice,” I commented as she slammed down on the peddle. I put my seatbelt on carefully. I didn’t want to break it while we were going at this speed.

She grinned. “I know. This is definitely the fastest car here right now. It’s a great car,” she added with a sigh. I saw the lust in her eyes as she stared at the dashboard.

“Don’t fall in love with the car Alice,” I teased. “We don’t want Jasper to get all jealous.” She threw me a look before her face went blank again.

“Alice?” I asked, leaning over to her. I was ready to take over the wheel if necessary.

“He’s going to do it at noon, when the suns the highest,” she whispered, starring at the bright road passing by. We were lucky the car had tinted windows.

“It’s plenty bright now,” I whispered, fear dripping from my voice. Alice just grimaced.

“Edward just wants to be dramatic. He wants the biggest crowd he can get, so that the guard will take him down faster.”

“Oh,” I mumbled.

“Bella, do you know what today is? I think there’s a fair or festival going on,” she asked me.

“I don’t know. The nineteenth?”

She grimly smiled, and I remembered the sight I had been on about St. Marcus. The city of Volterra held a festival for him.

“Well, that’s ironic. They won’t be happy if he ruins St. Marcus day for them,” she said wryly, saying my thoughts out loud.

I nodded, and glanced at the clock. We had less than fifteen minutes before he would step into the light.

“What will we do to stop him?” I asked.

“He has to see you before he sees me. That way, he won’t think it’s a trick. You just have to push him back.”

I nodded. I was glad that I wasn’t clumsy anymore; I was fast enough to go to him and stop him.

We drove on in silence. I could hear the sounds of people talking together, getting louder by the second.

A large and ancient city loomed in the distance. Its tall walls and talk towers added to the beauty of it, but also the horror. This was the city I was entering now.

“That’s Volterra,” Alice said in a cold voice. I could tell she didn’t enjoy being in the old towns presence. Frankly, neither did I.

She sped up the steep hill to the city. But the higher we went, the more cars there were. I wanted to jump out of the car now and just run into the city.

But I didn’t know where to go.

I looked down at the clock. We had ten minutes now. I looked at Alice frantically.

“I know Bella. This is the only way in though,” she said tensely. I just scowled at the car in front of us.

In the distance, I could see a man making all the cars go off to the sides to park. Apparently, there weren’t any cars in the city today.

When Alice got there however, she just sped right past him. The man angrily yelled at us, but we were already gone.

When we got the gates, another man in a red uniform came over. He looked extremely annoyed. Alice rolled down the window, and looked up at him, eyes raised.

He did a double take when he saw the two beautiful girls sitting in the Porsche. I knew that I was pretty like Alice now. I could dazzle people when I needed to. I just didn’t, since I was trying to blend in.

“I’m sorry girls, only tour busses allowed in the city today,” the man said sadly. I knew he wanted to let us in, and not disappoint us.

“It’s a private tour. You see, we’re in a bit of a hurry,” she said, smiling at him. I nodded, giving him a small smile as well.

He hesitated slightly. Alice reached into her purse, and handed him something. I tensed, but then noticed she had a glove on.

He opened the green stack she gave him. The first bill was a one thousand dollar. His eyes widened. He looked around, and let us through.

“Bella,” Alice hissed. “You have to go to the Palazzo dei Priori. Edward is next to the clock tower there, in a small alley to the north. You’ll have to run there.”

I nodded. I knew she was having trouble navigating through the narrow cobbled streets. They were filled with tourists and citizens of the town.

“Alice,” I whispered. “Let me out here. I think I can make it faster walking.” I could also run to the plaza. She looked at me uncertainly, but unlocked the door.

“Hurry,” she whispered. Then I was gone.

I ran down the old street, glaring into the sunlight. Alice wouldn’t be able to go with me because of how sunny it was. I was instantly grateful I could shift to my human appearance.

I pushed people away, running as fast as an Olympic runner. I would have gone faster if it wouldn’t attract attention.

Soon, I broke through the street and entered a large square with a fountain and a clock tower. I could see a small white radiance below the large clock. My stomach tightened slightly.

I ran through the square, going faster now. People yelled at me as I shoved them aside. From the Spanish I knew, I could guess that they weren’t saying very nice things to me.

I dove into the fountain, speeding through it. I used a force field to move some of the water aside so I could go faster. Only enough where people wouldn’t notice.

As soon as I jumped out, people were more than happy to move aside for the wet girl. I could see the white from getting clearer now, and I pumped my legs as fast as I could without drawing attention.

A small family blocked my way to the alley. The father, who was very short, held a small baby in his arms. The mother had a young girl clutching her legs as she stared into the alley. I could tell that they were mystified by Edward.

I could see him now. The messy bronze hair, the strong line of his jaw, the large shadows under his eyes.

His eyes were closed. There was a small smile on his perfect lips, like he was thinking about pleasant things. His shirt was on the ground next to him, and his chest was bare.

I felt an odd peace fill me as his figure filled my eyes. As I pushed past the small family, I felt my chest expand, letting me actually breath, though I didn’t need to. I realized that me being a vampire only increased the love I had for him.

“Edward!” I yelled clearly. The clock was almost at noon. I couldn’t let him go through with this.

At the sound of my voice, the small smile on his lips grew wider. He took a deep breath, and I slammed into him.

Both of were pushed back by the force of it. He staggered back a few steps, and grabbed onto me. He opened his eyes in amazement.

“Carlisle was right,” he whispered as he brushed some of the hair out of my face. His voice was full of awe, as if he just witnessed some great celestial event.

I pushed him back further into the shadows. “Edward, listen to me. We have to get out of here,” I said as I slowly got him to move back.

I marveled at how safe I felt in his arms. It was like I was human again, and he was there to protect me. I knew I was here saving him, but I didn’t care. I felt right, I felt whole. I didn’t feel like I was doomed to an eternity alone, watching others fall in love and be happy.

I felt like I never was hurt by him.

“They’re very good,” he whispered, his perfect voice filling my ears. No other voice could compare to his. It was the velvety tones that had saved me long ago. “I didn’t feel anything.” He took a deep breath in my hair, just like I was breathing in his scent. “You smell the same as always. If this is hell, I’ll take it.”

I couldn’t push him back anymore. Even with my newborn strength, he was still a bit stronger than me.

“Edward,” I said slowly. “Neither of us is dead. Now please, we have to get out of here before they can come!”

He cocked his head. “What?”

“We can’t let the Volturi get us! They’re going to—“

His face was filled with comprehension. At once, he pushed me behind him, making me lean on the alley wall. His arms went wide around me in a protective pose.

From under his arms, I saw two men in cloaks come out from the darkness of the alley. I hadn’t noticed their scent before, being so distracted by Edward.

I fought back a growl as they stepped closer.