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I will haunt you

I didn’t mean to kill myself. I honestly didn’t. Was my jump intentional? I don’t know. Was my jump recreational? I don’t know. I remember that I hardly thought at all. Bella's jump off that cliff was a bit more fatal than she had thought it would be. Now she is a ghost, and no one can see her. Will Bella save Edward from the Volturi? More importantly can she? And what will happen to her afterwards? Chapter 12, last chapter is up!Alternate ending is up!


10. Chapter 10: the Cullen house

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The car ride was quiet and fairly uneventful. Alice drove and Edward and I sat in the back seat. We didn't speak, but Edward dropped kisses on my nose, forehead, face; pretty much anywhere my skin was exposed.

I had also thoroughly ruined the interior of the car. The water dripping ofr my skin and hair had soaked into the brown leather of the seats and the carpeting on the floor. When we got into the car, about an hour or so ago, Edward had refused to let go of me. I fingered his sodden t-shirt. "Sorry about that." I said sheepishly.

"No worries." Eward said and tightened his hold on me. I looked up at his perfect and heart breakingly beautiful face. His eyes held mine, and I felt myself lose all thought. His golden eyes gazed into mine and and I forgot how to move, think, breath...in fact, if I were still mortal, I think I'd be turning blue by now. Thankfully, I wasn't.

His face edged closer to mine, centimeter by centimeter. His face loomed a scant few millimeters from mine and slowly, tentatively his lips brushed against mine. It was light, beautiful, a butterfly kiss. He pulled away a few inches and looked at me shyly, as if he still thought I was mad at him.

Absurd. I had forgiven him the second we had gotten in the car. He was so sweet and beautiful, it was hard to stay mad at him. I was also beginning to think maybe he was lying when he said he didn't love me anymore.

To answer him, I shook my head and pressed my lips hard and passionately against his. I felt his mouth turn upwards at the corners against mine.

Alice cleared her throat loudly and we pulled apart. "I'm really sorry to interrupt," She said sincerely. "But we're here." I craned my neck to look around Edward and out the window.

We were parked in front of a beautiful house. Mansion, really. It was at least 3 stories tall and had many windows. It was painted white with a pale green for trim.

Alice opened her door and stepped out, her feet crunching on the gravel. Taking her lead, Edward stepped out too, me still cradled in his arms.

"Your house?" I asked, not the least bit surprised. The Cullen family always knew how to pick the classiest house on the block.

Edward only smirked and walked up to the steps leading to the wrap around porch. Immediatly the door flew open and 5 vampires spilled out. They saw Alice first.

"Oh, Alice, thank goodness." Esme said as Jasper pulled Alice into a tight hug. Everyone looked away to give them privacy. Thats when they saw Edward.

No one said anything for awhile, they stood there obviously relieved at Edward's return. But then Esme rushed over and embraced him, which was kind of awkward because I was sandwiched in the middle.

"Wha-, Bella?" She asked incredulously.

"Uh, hi?"

"Bella!" She cried as she carefully pulled me out of Edward's arms and into her own. I saw Edward frown slightly, but the frown was quickly smoothed away as Carlisle put his hand on Edward's shoulder. Esme squeezed me tight, then suddenly pulled back to look at me. "We thought...Alice saw...Rosalie said...Oh, I'm so relieved!"

"Alice, you said she was dead." Rosalie said loudly, obviously confused.

The word "she" held a weight on her tongue, as if she couldn't even call upon herself to actually say my name. The word hung in the air, but then a few minutes later conversation continued and Rosalie was ignored.

"Bella dear, let's get you dried off. Come inside." She began to unwind me from her arms.

"Wait!" I cried, but it was too late. I had disappeared.

Everybody reacted in a different way. Edward's face changed to that of one in pain, and he threw out his arms searching for me. Esme covered her mouth with her hands and looked stunned. Carlisle's hand tightened on Edward's shoulder, and he seemed at a loss for words. Alice was the only one who remained calm. She pulled away from Jasper as he tried to send out waves of calm to everybody. She stepped forward to near where Edward was standing, and reached out her hand.

Her sparkling hand hung there, a lifeline. I looked at everyone's faces. They stared at Alice, wondering what she was doing. Minutes passed by, and everyone was still standing there.

"She's not holding out her hand to us." Edward said, obviously answering somebody's thought.

I jumped back to reality then and grabbed Alice's hand. Her face relaxed and she handed me back to Edward, who then proceeded to hold me tightly and kiss me repeatedly.

"What the-" Emmett said.

"What just happened?!" Jasper asked to no one in particular.

"Bella's a ghost." Alice stated matter of factly

I had to smile at the tactless way she said that.


I had politely declined on helping to explain to the other Cullens my current condition. Instead I sat on a sofa in their livingroom, listening to their voices drifting from Carlisle's office.

From the inside, this house looked very much like their previous one. Same furniture, white walls...Edward's piano. Edward.

He hadn't wanted me to sit out from the explanation with the rest of the family. He didn't understand that hearing it a few times, as well as having to live the tale was hard enough. I couldn't bear it.

Then he insisted on staying with me.

"No," I said. "Go."



He sighed. "Bella please, I've gone so many months not being with you. Please." He did that unfair smoldering eye thing.

I sighed back, trying to fight what my heart was telling me. I wanted him to stay, to hold me tight and never let go. But I also wanted him to be there with the rest of he family when they were told what had happened to me. It was a tough fight, because asking him to stay with me was such a tempting idea, but I remained firm. He must have noticed the steely glint in my eye, because he gave me a defeated look.

"But how will I find you?" He asked with a face that reminded me of a child's.

I kissed him squarely on the lips. "I'm not going anywhere." I said quietly but with a seal of a promise.

He nodded slowly and hesitantly walked away, looking in the general direction I was. I looked at him the whole way, until he disappeared up the stairs.

Now it had been half an hour, and still waiting, when all of the Cullens suddenly appeared downstairs. They all filed into the livingroom, finding seats.

I saw Jasper walk towards the sofa, and choose a seat with his eyes. I just didn't think at the time he would sit where I was sitting. I let out a surprised squeek while Jasper shrieked and shot out of the couch and into the air. The seat of Jasper's pants were soaked from sitting on me, and I erupted into a fit of giggles.

The rest of the Cullens laughed uproariously at Jasper's stunned expression.

"Thanks for telling me Alice." Jasper said accusedly.

"Sorry." Alice said, but not sounding sorry at all.

Smirking, Edward got up and walked over to where I was before I disappeared, and held out his hand. I grabbed it and he pulled me onto his lap as he sat down.

"Sorry, Jasper." I said between fits of giggles.

He seemed to have gotten over the surprise, and seemed bemused about the situation. "No, it's my fault. Sorry."

After everyone was settled, Emmett was still laughing uncontrollably.

Rosalie smacked him, but I could see a hint of a smile on her lips.

"What?" Emmett said sulkily. "It was funny."

"Okay, if you're quite finished Emmett, we have a plane to catch." Carlisle said, smiling.

"What?" I said, taken by surprise.

"Maybe you should have come to the family meeting." Edward said smugly.

Carlisle eyed him for a minute then replied to me. "Well, we need to go back to Forks, for your umm...funeral. Alice told him we'd come?"

He seemed to have a hard time saying "your funeral", it was obvious he caught himself from saying something else. Everybody suddenly looked sober, and sad. They obviously thought the whole thing was their fault, and I could feel their pitying and tortured gazes on me.

"Yes." I said numbly. Your funeral. It sounds so strange. Sometimes, like now, I forget that was dead. "Ok, then."


Once again, I found myself on a plane. But this time it was to go back home. And to attend my funeral. I guessed that I should feel lucky; I mean, how many people get to go to their funeral? See how many people attend, hear what they say about you.

But I didn't want to know all those things.

I was going back to Forks, where I'd see my father and mother grieving. Maybe even some kids at school grieving. I almost didn't want to see it; to see people sad because of me.

And most importantly, it was going to be painful to see Jake again.