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.
27. Chapter 27
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“What the hell is this all about?" I demanded furiously. "Why can't you all just let us go in peace? We're not that special!" I added, raising my hands angrily to the air.
Jade raised her eyes at me. “Surely you don’t see yourself so poorly that you can’t see the potential in you. Here I am, the person trying to capture you, telling you this and you can’t believe me? You really are stubborn.”
“You know what? I really don’t care. You don’t need to try and kill humans or something to get me to lose my power. I can just go with you without a problem, as long as you let them and Edward go,” I said evenly, putting my hands up in front of me in a surrendering gesture.
Jade raised her eyes at me, and Edward glared with suddenly black eyes, still fighting against his restraints. “I know that the blood doesn’t affect you. I didn’t realize that this would actually work though,” she said, impressed.
I laughed without humor. “Would you like a round of applause?” I asked sarcastically. She raised her eyes at me, and looked over my shoulder. I froze, feeling the slight warp in space behind me.
I pivoted quickly on my heel, staring at the small girl who suddenly was walking forward from the distortion behind her. Becka and I had been right: someone in Volterra had the ability to change space to travel where they needed.
She was much smaller than I expected, looking only to be thirteen or so. Her porcelain skin shone in the meager light coming through the sky, her shoulder length auburn hair floating behind her in the small breeze. Her eyes displayed how young she was, their ruby depths glowing with her old blood, still coursing within her.
“So you are the ones that everyone is looking for,” she said in a confused voice, truly showing off how young and naïve she still was. She looked from Edward to me carefully, as if we would suddenly sprout wings and she didn’t want to miss it.
I shrugged. “It would seem so.”
“For some reason I thought there would be…more of you,” she said, looking around to see if anyone was going to pop out of nowhere. I felt space change behind me, but I knew no one else could see or feel it.
“There is,” a cheerful voice said behind me. “We just like a good deal of privacy and security.” A hand grabbed mine, and I felt myself jerked forward towards Edward.
A blow hit my side, sending me flying along with Becka we hit the ground, and stared up at the young girl who was watching us more intently now. It seemed she wasn’t as innocent as she let on.
Suddenly, something hard pressed down on me, piercing me skin deeply and injecting me with searing venom. I jerked away, rubbing my neck. “Damn it. Why does everyone have to bit me? Go after Becka for a change,” I muttered grudgingly.
Becka glared at me, and then her eyes widened and she lunged for me. I realized what she was doing, and screamed at her to get Edward. I warned her too late, and we both were suddenly gone.
Becka pulled me up from the ground, and I glanced around where we were. There was ice everywhere, and snow blowing in the air as the strong wind pushed and pulled. My hair whipped around as I gazed out at the desolate landscape with blank eyes.
“Bella?” Becka inquired softly, realizing something was gone. She took a step towards me. “Bella, what’s wrong?” She put her hand on my shoulder, and I shook her off, shaking my head.
I felt the shield around everyone briefly vanish as Becka teleported us here, my emotions running too high. I was able to immediately replace all of them.
“They got him,” I whispered, my voice just as blank as it had been during those few months when I was an emotional disaster, unable to truly feel. “They took him to Italy, and he’s under Jade’s control now.”
Becka’s eyes widened as she hissed—a low, menacing sound. Her face scrunched up in anger, and she stomped her foot hard on the ground. “They better be careful around me or I’ll drop them all of in the center of the earth to burn,” she softly growled.
I started shaking. “It’s my fault,” I whispered to the snow. “I should have had a better check on my emotions.”
Becka grabbed both my shoulders and shook me, looking into my eyes. “It. Is. Not. Your. Fault,” she said, punctuating each word with a hard shake. “I should have listened to you, but I was too concerned about just getting out of there that I didn’t think.”
I shook my head again. “It doesn’t matter whose fault it is. All that matters is that he’s gone now, and we can’t go back and save him. It’s already too late.”
And with that, I shut down.
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