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Leaving behind everything that matters to her, she heads off to her own personnal hell to protect the ones she loves... After being blackmailed by the Volturi to join them, Bella and her coven go to Italy, breaking many people's hearts. While the others mourn, they fight to escape their jail. And when the do, what will they find in the world they left behind? Banner by Iris!

Third installment of the Untruthful Series. I suggest you read the others first. All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex, KJ and Jasmine belong to Stephenie Meyers.

19. Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

During our three year…stay, in Volterra, Becka and I had grown tired of having to be silent, without being able to communicate and send each other what our opinions were of what was going on while in the presence of Aro, Marcus and Caius. So we created our own secret communications system.

Wink. Sigh. Fingers twitch.

Rub eye. Eyes narrow.

So while Caius went on and on about how bad we were, and how he wanted us and the Cullens to go with him immediately, Becka and I had our own silent conversation. I even widened Becka’s shield to Edward so he could read her thoughts and join the conversation. Becka told him what I was saying, and he watched us intently.

Becka told me that she thought we needed to leave. I responded that we should stay here to watch. We needed to know what the Volturi was planning, and why Caius left Italy. He wouldn’t have left just for us. Something else was going on.

"I want them to come with me now. I'll let the rest of you go, however, if you all comply," Caius said in a voice that said he knew he got us. I glanced at Becka, biting my lip. She knew what my answer to that was. I looked at Caius, while Edward looked at me in fury. But Caius wasn't done yet. "I want the boy too," he said, gesturing to Edward.

I looked at him. His golden eyes widened, and then hardened into a firm resolve. I fought the urge to groan. I could take out everyone in the room before he could even give his agreement. So I chose to do that.

I raised my hand, and squeezed Jade and Caius together, not bothering to be gently at all. I threw them down onto the ground, keeping them there with no room to move. I looked up at the Cullens.

"I would suggest going to Becka right now. She can take you all away somewhere safe," I said quickly, concentrating on the two people in my grip. Both glared at me through ruby tinted eyes, showing all of their anger and hatred towards me.

They all heeded my words, smartly hurrying over to Becka who had her hands held out for them. All the Cullens grabbed part of her arm except for Edward, who was watching me carefully.

“Come one Bella,” he urged quietly. I knew that he wasn’t going unless I was, the same I would have done for him. I looked at him tortured, and then down at the people I was holding captive.

Becka saw my dilemma. “I can do double trips. It only takes a few seconds,” she piped in quickly. I nodded, my face serious. Edward looked relieved now. He didn’t want to have to leave his family. Not again.

As soon as Becka disappeared with the Cullens, Caius laughed. “Ah Bella, you really are something. You are trying to hold us both captive, but what happens when more and more come?”

I looked at him in bewilderment. I couldn’t feel anyone coming for miles. Only humans were around us right now. What was he talking about? Something inside me stirred at his words, and I carefully remembered it for later.

“Come on,” Becka whispered, appearing right behind me. She grabbed my elbows, and Edward touched her arm. I let go of my shield, and we were gone.

“Whoa, you could have taken us to somewhere less shiny!” I exclaimed, blinking rapidly in the bright light all around me. Even a vampire would be blinded in the intensity.

“You know, you sparkle too; it shouldn’t be such of a shocker to see something else do the same thing you do in the sun,” Becka said smugly. She had shifted already, putting a pair of expensive looking sunglasses on.

I shifted as well, making Edward look at me again in wonderment. Instead of addressing that, I went to something much simpler to talk about. “Did you steal those?” I asked Becka severely.

She shrugged. “Well, I didn’t wait in line or anything, but I did leave some money by where they were. So, in a way I paid for them fair and square,” she said dismissively.

“That’s not a good habit to be in.”

Becka grinned, and turned to Edward, who had moved into the shade of a large rock. We were once again somewhere in the desert, away from everyone else. Becka just said she was always slightly off when she took me somewhere.

“Edward,” she called. He looked up at her, eyes raised. “How often have you stolen things other than cars?”

He looked at me questioningly. I walked over to him, leaning against his hard chest. “I may have told her one or two things from when I was human. She loved the way you did a grand theft auto to save me from James.”

Though his eyes darkened at them memory, he laughed slightly. “Yes, but that was one of my better crimes,” he said mischievously. I stared at him, and Becka laughed harder. “But I have stolen my fair amount of things.”

“See Bella!” Becka said triumphantly. “Stealing is all part of being a vampire—well, so is killing but we try and refrain from that—but you’re just a mother Theresa!”

I groaned, and Edward beamed at me. He seemed to stiffen slightly when Becka mentioned killings, and I knew his past bothered him. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently. He looked down at me affectionately.

“Why do you always call me that?” I muttered, making myself look away from Edward’s golden eyes, to Becka’s amused face. “You do it whenever I do something semi nice, even back in elementary school.”

Her smirk grew more pronounced. “Because it’s fun,” she said simply. I flexed my hand slightly, trying to let out the annoyance. Becka noticed the small motion, and lost all her amusement. Her face became worried and serious.

“Don’t worry,” I said, brushing her off. “I’m fine, just a little anxious, that’s all.” I sounded unconvincing even to me. And Becka already knew why I was starting to have trouble holding in my powers.

“Bella,” Edward whispered, his lips at my ear. I tried not to shiver and give something to Becka to laugh at. “Something’s more wrong than that. You should tell the truth.”

“Ah dang,” I mumbled. “And here I thought I deceived you right there.” I took a deep breath. Even Becka didn’t know the whole truth. I had hidden things for so long, knowing that anything I gave away could be taken from their minds at any moment. I learned to keep the most private things to myself, and it had been working. But now was the time to tell.

“Go ahead,” Becka encouraged, glancing at Edward.

I closed my eyes briefly, trying to come up with what to say. “When Aro privately was testing my abilities, I found that the more angry or afraid I became when using my powers, the more difficult it was to stop. My temper would begin to be attuned with my abilities. It’s only a problem with my physical shields now though: I can make mental ones or become invisible without a problem.” I opened my eyes, still feeling the electricity flowing through me.

“Why’s that so bad? We all have issues with our powers sometimes,” Becka said, non-comprehending. She looked at me in confusion when my face grew more serious.

Edward understood my problem. He pulled me closer to him, his hands wrapping around my waist from behind as I leaned against his chest, still facing Becka. “It’s becoming an addiction to you, in place of blood,” he said quietly. I could tell he understood the problems that created.

Being the slow person she was, it took Becka a moment to understand that. Her eyes widened. “So you could like, lose control when you’re using your powers?”

I nodded. “I almost did with Alec yesterday,” I said grimly.

“Don’t worry,” Edward said softly in his velvety voice. I relaxed as I heard it. His voice was one of the things I missed most in my seclusion. “Carlisle will work on it with you. It’s normal for a newborn with powers like you’re to have some problems.”

Becka raised her eyes. “We need to find him first.”