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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?


18. Chapter 18

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I sat in the living room long after the discussion that took place over two hours ago. Esme stayed with Bella in my room, she was sedated—thanks to Carlisle—after going into a hysterical panic about Victoria coming after her and her children. Emmett and Jasper were scouting the area for any signs of Victoria or Laurent. Carlisle was contacting Denali to make sure they do not allow Laurent back and to keep an eye out for both him and Victoria. Alice and Rosalie were doing their best to keep Al and Jeremy occupied for the time being.

They weren’t doing a very good job.

“Edward?” A small voice came from behind me. I turned to see both children standing behind the chair, holding hands. “Can we talk?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be upstairs with Rose and Alice?”

“We just need to talk for a moment.” Jeremy said quietly. “It’s important…”

“Really important.” Al chimed in.

“Alright, what do you need to talk about?” I patted the cushion next to me and they sat down.

“For one,” Al said, all sharpness returned in her voice, “why does a bloodthirsty psychopathic vampire want to kill our mom?”

I sighed, “I don’t think we should talk about—”

“Look,” Jeremy cut in, “she’s our mom, she’s in danger, and we are her children, who, might I add, could be in just as much danger. Ergo, we want to know.”

“Fine.” I closed my eyes, trying to figure out how to start the story. “First of all, you have to understand that there are vampires all over the world, a vast majority does not share our family’s “vegetarian” diet. Victoria and Laurent are a part of that majority. Your mother and I met a long time ago in high school and I had maintained perfect self-control for a long time. Until I met you mother; I could practically smell the blood already pouring from her neck, and I couldn’t kill her, it would put my whole family in risk of exposure. But, your mother, oh, she was so beautiful, so lovely, so incredible. She was my own personal demon from hell, but I loved her all the same. However, there was a monster inside of me, trying to escape, for her sake I remained in control and—”

“Wait,” Al yelled, “what do your sick, bloodthirsty, erotic fantasies have to do with crazy vampires killing us?”

“It’ll make sense later.”

“Oh, I’m sure it will.” She rolled her eyes.

“Alright, as I was saying, there was a fine line I had drawn. That line was not once crossed in ninety years, and your mother had pulled me closer and closer to pushing the boundaries of what I had been taught for over one-hundred years. I had escaped to a civil vampire coven in Denali, when I did come back to Forks, she was still as alluring. My love had gotten to a point that I would watch her sleep, I would make sure nothing hurt her, I was overprotective, and I made sure no boy would take her from me…Even if that was best for her in the end.”

“Can you say stalker?” Al retorted.

“I suppose one could view it that way. But she was quickly developing feelings for me as well. Her sent was something that, in time, I would take care of. Now, though, it was too dangerous, too crazy, for a vampire to be this…” I trailed off, thinking of a term.

“Obsessed?” Jeremy whispered.

“Infatuated,” I prompted, “Although she was just as infatuated with me as I with her. I eventually trusted her to show and tell her about vampires. I demonstrated my skill, explained how we eat, how we came about, everything. Carlisle helped a bit, too.” I smiled, remembering her face when she first came to my house.

Her eyes scanned the room in what seemed like approval, but still looked confused and interested at the same time.

“What’d you expect? Coffins and dungeons and motes?” I asked, mockingly.

No…not the motes.” She smiled slightly.

** “And Carlisle swam from England to France—”

“He swam to France?!” Her eyes widened. Only it wasn’t a joke, she was serious. Oh, silly Bella.

“Bella, people swim the channel all the time.” I chuckled to myself. She blushed, intoxicatingly, “Oh…sorry…continue.”

“So, as my family grew slightly accustomed to her, I grew more in love. Then the day that almost got Bella killed arrived. It was thundering, a perfect day to play baseball…” I noticed both children’s disbelieving looks. “We’ll show you sometime.” I laughed, “But then during the game, Alice had a vision. Three vampires were approaching, hearing our game. I didn’t have time to get Bella out of the area. So I stayed in front of her, hoping no one would notice.

“The three came. Victoria and Laurent being two of them, the third was James, Victoria’s mate. To our horror, James was a tracker, a deadly tracker. He immediately sensed Bella and was ready to pounce. I stopped him. It was the reason she was put in danger. If I didn’t move, she’d be dead, but I did and James knew, he knew that Bella was not our “snack” but something important. He wanted nothing more than to snuff that out. We got Bella away from him, but she needed to leave Forks, and fast. We got her on a plane to Phoenix with Alice and Jasper. I stayed with Carlisle and Emmett; we tracked down James while Emse and Rosalie tracked Victoria.

“What about Laurent?” Jeremy asked.

“He supposedly left for safety in Denali. But he lied, we knew he would. Anyway, Bella stayed in Phoenix for a while, but James was smart. He raided her old house there and called Bella, telling her he had her mother.”

“Gram Renée?!” They both shouted.

“Yes. But calm down, she was never in danger. She snuck away, how she did that I still can’t comprehend, and went to the local ballet studio. Alice and Jasper were waiting for me and Carlisle and Emmett. It was too late. She was gone. It was the worst moment of my life, I thought my heart, dead or not, was going to pop out of my chest, I was so afraid. We got lucky and found her. It turns out your grandmother was in Jacksonville with Phil; James only used old tapes to fool Bella. We got there almost too late, your mother was badly injured, but James was there and I had great pleasure in ripping off his head and slowly burning the scum.”

I turned to see their faces that had turned a sickly white and their eyes wide with fear. “Sorry, that was a bit too graphic.”

“Ya think?” Al spluttered.

“Sorry. But the story doesn’t end there. I went to find Bella unconscious and with a broken body. But to add, James had…bit her. The venom was quickly filling her veins; she would’ve been dead in a matter of minutes. I had no choice to take out the venom to save her. Now, going back to the original statement of myself keeping self control around your mother. This is why it's important, if I did not maintain that self control, I would have..."

"Sucked her dry?" Al said acidly.

I sighed, "Yes, I suppose that's another term one would use. But I was lucky, she was not going to have any permanent damage, but the scar from where James bit her will always remain. Now to answer the original question, I killed James, Victoria was his mate. To get revenge, she is going to kill Bella, who, in her eyes, is my mate and let me suffer as well. Laurent had not problem helping her, I’m sure. But that is the whole story. Now you know.”

Jeremy was sitting there, thinking hardly, while Al was thinking about Bella and I together in high school, she shuddered with disgust.

“Thanks for at least giving us the truth.” Jeremy said, “But I have one more question.”


“My mom got that scar on her hand from James?”


“What about the scar on her arm? The one running up from her wrist to her elbow? She received that when she was a senior in high school, that’s what Gram Renée told us. How’d that happen?”

“Oh, well…” The kid was too smart.

“Did you give here that? Or was it vampire related? Or was it a klutzy move?”

“It…it was a…well, that’s a bit harder to explain.”

“How? You just told us that she was bitten by a vampire and you ripped him to shreds. How can this be harder to explain?” His voice had an edge now.

“There are some complicated factors involved in that story, that’s all.”

“That’s why she left, wasn’t it? That scar caused her to leave. Or, something that gave her that scar, Edward, something happened her senior that caused her to never talk about high school, she always rubs that scar, always. Now what the hell happened?”

“That’s a story for later, kids.” I heard Bella’s stern voice from the top of the stairs. “And Jeremy do not take that tone of voice with Edward. Now you two go back to Alice and Rosalie. Right now.”

“Yes ma’am.” The both mumbled. When they reached the top of the stairs, Bella whispered something to them. “Thank you, Edward.” They said as they entered Alice’s room.

Bella began to walk down the staircase, stumbling blindly as she did.

“Are you alright?” I asked softly, helping her sit down.

“Yeah, Carlisle didn’t inject to much sedative apparently; I’m just a bit dizzy that’s all.”

“Well, I’m glad you feel better.” I kissed her head.

“Thank you for telling them, Edward. It means a lot that you can trust them with that knowledge, they appreciate it, I know.”

“Jeremy is just a bit too smart, though.” I sighed.

“Well, they’ll have to find out eventually. Now is just not the right time. But you handled it well.” She giggled.

“Alright, I just wasn’t expecting the question, that’s all.” I narrowed my eyes, making her giggle more.

“Just imagine that story as a bedtime story for the kids.” She laughed harder.

“Yeah, imagine that.” I sighed.

I never did like children.