All she can do is fight. Fight, and never back down or give up. Never show any hurt or pain, be brave and show her enemies a strong face. War is a hard thing to do. Bella Swan is close to just losing it. Her fiance is kept down with the power of another Volturi member, who is ruthlessly trying to capture her and all of her family-siblings and Cullens. She's the only one who can stop the fight. But can she find it in herself to do it? Sequel to Deceiver.
Most charecters are owned by Stephenie Meyers. Becka, Aaron, Alex, KJ, Jasmine and the new Volturi members are all just a prt of my imagination that I created to go with the plot.
8. Chapter 8
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“Give it back Aaron!” Alex yelled loudly, startling me to full awareness. I heard him and Aaron chase each other down the hallway, and then a loud crash as they both fell to the floor.
I had been asleep in Edward’s arms, something we both had missed. I had hated sleeping alone while in Italy, and slept as little as possible. It just brought back some of the old peace.
Edward had been with us for a week, and nothing bad had happened yet. No one from the Volturi had come to get us yet, but we still didn’t tell his family that he was with us and safe.
It was Edward’s idea to keep him a secret. He didn’t want his family to get hurt again because of him, so we just lied and said we still had yet to see Edward. It hurt me to hurt them, but I agreed that it was necessary.
“What’s going on?” I mumbled. Edward looked in the general direction of the living room, and frowned slightly.
“It sounds like Alex got a new game, and Aaron wanted to…trick it out,” he made a face at the phrase, and I laughed. “Apparently he doesn’t want his game to have the same fate as your old cell phone.”
I shook my head. “They still have to go and buy me a new phone,” I said thoughtfully, sitting up. Edward sat up as well, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.
“What do you want to do today?” he asked me.
I frowned. “I think I promised Becka that I would go to Moab and get some stuff for her while she was taking a class or something today,” I said uncertainly.
Edward looked surprised. “What is she taking a class in?” I knew he probably didn’t think any of my siblings would want to learn anything, since they pretty much dropped out of high school, though Alex tricked the school that they graduated early. They wanted me to as well, but I preferred to stay in school.
I smiled. “I believe she is taking a class on money management and investing, or something like that. I think she’s also taking a class on how to use explosives.”
Edward stared at me for a moment as if doubting what I said, before he burst out laughing. “I can guess where she would want to use those explosives,” he chuckled.
I nodded in agreement, smiling wickedly. “I almost feel bad for all the people in Italy. But not enough to warn them or try and stop Becka from attempting to blow up the Volturi.”
Edward was watching me with an odd expression on his face. He gently touched my face, staring at me thoughtfully. I stared at him in confusion as his silence stretched on.
“You’re so different now…” he whispered quietly. I tensed at once. Did that mean he didn’t love me anymore, didn’t like the small changes that had shifted my perspective on things? He seemed to sense my insecurity, and pulled me close to him, kissing my cheek softly. “It’s not a bad thing. I just feel like I haven’t protected you from so much, so many things I never wanted you to have to see or go through.”
I shook my head, and leaned against his chest where his heartbeat would have been. “You wouldn’t have been able to protect me forever. No matter what, I would have been exposed to the other side of our kind, even if it was more…gentle, screened a bit more.”
“How many times did they bite you when they were there?” he whispered, staring at my palm where the bite James gave me was. I knew he was beginning to blame himself, and I grabbed his face in both of my hands.
“I told you not to blame yourself for all the stupid things I got myself into,” I said forcefully, staring him in the eye. He looked taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly leaned forward and kissed me. Hard.
I fell back in surprise, and he fell on top of me. He kissed me with such unrestrained passion that it took me a moment to react, but soon I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me.
Something was different about this kiss. It was like a gate had opened, and both of us were losing control over our feelings, though it could have been a buildup of emotions from our constant separation.
Abruptly, Edward pulled back with a surprised look on his face, as if he wasn’t sure about what had just happened. I knew he had such rigid control, and that he hated when he let himself go more than he should. But I wasn’t human anymore, and I wouldn’t break.
“Bella! I know you’re up! Come out here and help me instead of making out with Edward!” Alex yelled from the hallway. My cheeks went pink from the blood I had just hunted, and Edward laughed.
“I’m glad you can still blush,” he murmured, gently stroking my face. “Though not as extreme as you used to be able to.” My cheeks got slightly darker at that, and I stood up quickly.
I glided down the hallway and stopped short at the sight before me. The couch was in ruins, and both of my brothers were rolling on the floor, trying to get at something black and shiny. I walked over to it and picked it up. It was Alex’s new game, the one Aaron wanted.
“Um, don’t you think you could just go get one for yourself Aaron?” I asked quietly, staring at them both with an amused expression. Edward walked into the room as I spoke, and he shook his head with a sigh.
“Both of you are so much like Emmett,” he muttered.
“You have absolutely no idea how true that statement is,” I replied seriously. He chuckled, before grabbing my car keys from the kitchen counter.
“You said you needed to go to Moab, right? I’d like to go with you and get some things for myself as well,” Edward explained, meeting my confused stare.
I nodded, grateful for some alone time. Lately, we never had been able to do something, just the two of us like we wanted to. Everyone was afraid that something might happen.
“Be careful,” Aaron warned. I glanced at him gratefully. I had been afraid he would tell me not to go at all, but he knew me well enough to know I needed to get away with Edward for a bit.
What I didn’t know was that Aaron’s warning was real.
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