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?
8. Chapter 8
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We had to stay a couple of nights. Here. At the house of the undead. Peachy, just peachy.
Jeremy and I only wanted to clear a few things up with Edward, jerk. And now look what’s happened! I hate life, I hate Forks, I hate Edward. Triple threat.
I sat in the large red chair in the living room. Both Jeremy and I had stayed up all night, and it was seven in the morning.
“Al, uh…” Jeremy was sitting on the couch watching Jasper and Emmett arm wrestle. “Do they, um, you know, rip each other’s arm off?”
“How would I know? Today was weird enough already…I’m going upstairs.”
I got up and walked towards the stairs. There was a loud crash behind me. I turned to see Jasper and Emmett on the floor wrestling and a couch that was sliced into pieces. Jeremy was against the wall, looking horrified, yet amused.
“Help,” he mouthed.
I laughed and went upstairs. I passed Alice’s room to see her standing by her door with a small pink bag in her hands.
“Hi,” she smiled warmly.
“Uh, hi…I’m just going to go hang out so…”
“Wait, Al, I really want to get to know you more,” she looked at me innocently. I eyed her but played along.
“Alright, what do you want to know?”
“Well…” she looked me up and down, I had a bad feeling. “How about a makeover?”
“A make-” she grabbed my arm and pulled me into her room. “Alice, I really don’t think that-”
“No, Rose is helping. You look just like Bella, you’ll love it! And you’ll look amazing!”
“Alice,” Rosalie was in the room, “are you forcing more makeovers on helpless teenagers again?”
“Rose,” she whined, “Al didn’t object…”
“Not that she had a chance to.” Muttered Rosalie.
I was put in a chair and was already being lathered with something.
“Whoa,” I yelled, “no, no, no! There is no makeup! I refuse to be a…a…a guinea pig Barbie, ok?!” They both, to my surprise smiled.
“Like I said,” Alice chuckled, “just like Bella.”
“Huh? Look I really don’t-” I was hit with lipstick of some sort and that was the end of that.
I was put into new clothes and was had the “finishing touches” with the makeup. It felt like an hour had passed, which meant it was, what? Eight in the morning? Yikes. Neither Jeremy nor I slept at all, oh well. I was slathered in makeup and a new outfit, the whole shebang. I’ve never looked so girly in my life. I suddenly felt pity for my mother, no doubt Alice inflicted this horror on her, too. Double yikes.
I looked at myself up and down in the mirror and sighed. Good God, what had they done?
“Ok, let’s see what Jeremy thinks!” squealed Alice.
“Oh no, my brother is not going to see me in this!”
I was already being pushed, with tremendous force for a person as petite as Alice I might add, down the stairs. Jeremy was sitting in a chair reading…you guessed it! “Advanced Bio-chemistry”. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph the child was a nerd.
“Jeremy,” Alice said, “what do you think of your sister?”
Jeremy looked up; he just stared for a moment, and didn’t say anything. It seemed like he didn’t know who I was; I don’t blame the poor kid. I looked like…I don’t know, some famous girly-girl, I don’t know that stuff. Lindsay Lohan? Yeah, alright, that one, Lindsay Lohan, whatever. Anyway, Jeremy stared for what seemed like hours but, as predicted, rolled off the couch in a fit of laughter.
“Al, is that seriously you? Oh my…you…you…are…a….”
“What? What am I Jeremy?”
“A girl!” he spluttered.
“You powers of deduction amaze me, my fine boy. Now come here so I can beat you up.”
I rolled up the blue sleeves on my Alice-given blouse and stomped over to Jeremy. He was smart enough to control some of his laughter. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to his feet. He looked at me with wide eyes.
“Al, please don’t.” he begged.
“To late,” I grinned wickedly and smacked him between the eyes. He fell to the floor, dazed for a moment.
His hand went up to his face and rubbed it.
“Ow, not cool little sister.” He said, annoyed.
“We’re twins, idiot.” I sneered.
“I’m older by six minutes.”
“Shut up.” I turned and realized that we were not alone.
Alice was standing by the stairs, Emmett and Jasper were on the couch, and Rosalie was sitting in a big chair, filing her nails. I bit my lip and sat down, embarrassed. I had just socked my brother in a pretty powder blue outfit, woops. There was an awkward silence for a moment. Emmett was the first to speak up.
“Nice hit,” he grinned.
“Oh…” I wasn’t expecting that kind of response. “Thanks, I guess.”
“Really, do you box?”
“Does beating up kids behind the school count?” Jeremy said.
“Shut it, Jer. You know that wasn’t a normal situation.”
“I forgot Kevin James called you cute, my bad.” He rolled his eyes.
More awkward silence. I decided to make small talk and be polite.
“Jasper?” I said. He looked up from the floor for a moment. “Uh, you don’t say much.” I said dumbly.
“Smooth,” said Jeremy. Jasper smiled. He still didn’t say anything, great.
“What do you do for fun?” he really didn’t look at me, but still answered.
“I read,” he said.
“Oh, cool. Do you do anything else? You know, sports, art, or acting or something along those lines?” he just looked at the floor and didn’t say anything.
“We all play baseball,” said Emmett.
“Really?” Jeremy asked.
“Yeah, the whole family.”
“Cool, we do to. Nice.”
There was even more awkward silence. I looked at Jeremy who just shrugged. I guess when you have eternity, you eventually run out of things to talk about. I watched the top of the staircase.
It made me angry Edward hadn’t talked to anyone. He was so antisocial, it was really odd. Jeremy was back to reading his book, Alice and Rosalie were talking very quietly about something, and Emmett and Jasper just watched television. I yawned, the long night weighing me down.
“You should get some rest,” said Rosalie, “neither of you look to good.”
“Yeah, we have room, you go and relax upstairs if you want.” Said Alice.
I wanted to be nice, but something about sleeping in a house of human eating vampires didn’t really invite me to sleep in their bedrooms. Maybe I was paranoid. Or maybe I would like to live through the next couple of days. Either way, I was nervous.
A wave of calmness hit me and I felt much better. I had no idea what caused the calm, but obviously Jeremy knew. He looked at Jasper and narrowed his eyes.
“What was that for?” he asked.
“Al was nervous, it made me nervous.” He looked at the floor yet again.
I was feeling better after the calm hit me. I leaned against Jeremy’s shoulder and
read some of the pages with him. After a while, the words blurred and my eyelids were drooping. My head rested on the arm of the couch. I fell asleep to the sound of pages turning and low murmuring of vampires.
* * * *
I woke up on a soft squishy mattress. It was odd that vampires would have a mattress in the house, but I was happy either way. I was still tired, but sat up and looked around.
Edward was in the corner, watching me, simply watching. It was a bit unnerving and I was annoyed, had he been watching me the whole time? Jerk.
“I would say “good morning”, but it’s four o’ clock in the afternoon.” He smiled, though I knew he was uncomfortable.
“And I would say “nice to see you”, but it really isn’t.”
Let the snarking begin…
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