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Old Times...New Beginnings

Edward left. Renne took Bella back to Jacksonville. Edward and the Cullens come back to Forks, but Bella is already gone. Now, sixteen years later Bella is 34 years old and has two twin children. Bella and her children come back to Forks to take care of Charlie. What will happen when the Cullen's meet her and her family? Can Bella and Edward still love each other? How will her kids react?


13. Chapter 13

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I sat in my room and read “Wuthering Heights”, my sixteenth birthday present, well, not including the new bat and batting gloves, from my parents. Jeremy was on his computer doing God-knows-what, mostly something to do with science, but I’ve just learned to back off on that subject.

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and the ID said Josh. I looked at it, hopeful, but remembered that Edward would hear me so I sent him a text, spelling “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" in my head.



R u coming to the cliffs tonight?




Please, bring Jeremy too, just please come. Todd Uley wants to show you how to cliff dive!

I thought for a minute. I had to see Josh; I had to get out of this house. It was four o’ clock in the afternoon and I was getting fidgety. I think I deserved some fun…didn’t I?

Fine, I’ll come, just don’t call again. Edward’s here.


Oh…him. Don’t worry, the bloodsucker won’t know! See ya there!

Bloodsucker? That’s a bit harsh, isn’t it? I mean, Edward could be an overprotective jackass, but he I wouldn’t call him something as crude as a “bloodsucker.” I shuddered at the word and how it did really describe what Edward did while hunting.

I forgot about that little issue and thought about how to get Jeremy and myself out of the house without Edward catching us. He most likely already knew about the cliff diving and Josh and whatnot, but I had to leave…now.

I decided to try the window and see what my chances were…

They weren’t good. Kids, just to tell you, a thirty to forty foot drop out of a window is not the smartest thing to attempt.

I decided I’d make a run for it. I’d get Jeremy and we’d both be out.

“Jeremy,” I whispered. He looked up and I nodded towards the door.

Josh? He mouthed. I nodded and pointed at the door. I counted down with my fingers.




I burst out of the door and ran right into a rock. I fell back and landed on the ground, and my head pounding. I looked up to confirm my suspicions of who was standing in front of me.

“Going somewhere?” Edward asked.

“Wh-what’s it to you?” I asked, still dazed from hitting my head against his chest.

“Considering I specifically said not to leave the house, I think that I have a right to know where you’re going”

“None of your business, Edward.”

“Ah, yes it is. Now back into the room, you’re going to have a bump on your head from that…uh, run-in with the…” he smiled, “Rock.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” I muttered, embarrassed he knew what his nickname was.

He walked me into the room and I sat on the beanbag chair in the corner. I looked up to see that Edward had a bag of ice in his hand and some aspirin in the other. He handed them to me and I ignored him.

“Bugger off.”

“Take it, it’ll help.”

“Again, bugger off.”

“You’re going to have a serious headache if you don’t take these and use the ice.”

“And yet alas, I say, bugger off.”

I felt my forehead that, might I add, hurt like hell, to feel a tender lump forming above my right eyebrow. I could see the chair Jeremy was sitting in shaking and heard him chuckling by the computer. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed the smiley face keychain on the floor next to me and threw it at the back of his head. I hit my target and he turned around so quickly that he knocked over the stack of physics papers on the desk. It was my turn to laugh.

“Why you…” he threw the keychain back at me and it hit me right on the tender spot of my head. Pain shot through my brain as I got up and stomped over to him.

“Not the smartest thing to do, Jeremy Charles O’ Leary,” I snarled at him, though I could tell my voice was cracking due to the pain in my head. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, but a strong hand pulled me back.

“Enough,” Edward growled, “I want you both to stay in this room, in this house, and if I find that the mongrel Black boy has called you one more time…there will be a treaty broken and a boy who will find it hard to move his limbs by tomorrow. Understood?!”

“Josh is not a mongrel!”

“I don’t care what you call him. Your mother is feeling better and her stomach virus is settling down a bit and I don’t want her to get anymore sick because you two are running off to La Push! Now I don’t want to hear one noise from this room, or so help me…”

“Just leave us alone, you…you…you BLOODSUCKER!” I knew I had crossed the line

because Edward’s darkened eyes had become as black as I think possible and he stormed out of the room, slamming the door.

I sat on the floor and threw the ice and aspirin under the bed.

“Well now you did it, sis.” Jeremy went back to typing and I buried my face in my hands and felt tears stream my face.

Today really sucked.