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Tourniquet

Summary:
Bella ran into Victoria when Edward left her, and fifty years later she is back in Forks with her family. They've formed a band; Tourniquet. An ironic name, to be sure, seeing as they're all vampires...


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2. Tourniquet

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Bella’s POV

It was over a month before anything of interest happened, and that happened to be my family’s first performance. Lee had come up with a name for our band, and I couldn’t help but laugh whenever I heard it. We were “Tourniquet”, which I found rather ironic. Vampires sucked blood; a tourniquet stopped the flow of blood.

Our first performance was in Port Angeles at a beach concert, and we got asked to make a guest appearance at a major concert in Seattle. We agreed, but it just made us more popular at school. It was annoying, but as there were just as many girls wanting to know me as boys, I didn’t mind too much. I could choose to stick with the girls, and hope the boys would find a girlfriend among them. It was the concert in Seattle that changed everything.

I was a little nervous as I stood in front of my coven on the stage, in front of a massive crowd of people, but as soon as Lee played the first note of the opening of “True Love Lost”, a song I had written myself, I was fine. I just listened to the flow of the music and sang.

“He held me in the dark
Whispering sweet promises
I gave him my whole heart
He lied to me through his kisses

How do I survive?
How do I go on?
I no longer feel alive
Please tell me what went wrong…

My true love is lost
Slipped away into the night
Didn’t think what it cost
To lose his once-loving light
My true love lost
Running somewhere far away
My heart now is lost
Waiting for the day
When true love ain’t gone…”

As I finished the song, I cast a quick glance around the cheering crowd and then froze, seeing a figure I hadn’t seen for decades and never thought I would see again, clapping along with the rest of the crowd. I swallowed, then glanced at Lee and nodded for him to begin the next song; a cover of ‘My Immortal’, once sung by a group called Evanescence. I had to ignore the pixie-like, black-haired girl standing at the back of the crowd, a tall blond man at her side…Alice and Jasper.

“I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me…”

I looked down as the song finished, struggling not to run offstage. It hurt so much, even after all this time, to think of him as these songs made me do. I wondered why I did this to myself…I was such a masochist. I looked up again as my family began another cover – “Eyes Like Yours” – originally by Shakira. This was the most up-beat song in our repertoire. The show must go on at all costs.

“Oh, you know I have seen
A sky without sun
A man with no nation
Saints, captive in chains
A song with no name
For lack of imagination

And I have seen
Darker than ebony
And now it seems, that I
Without your eyes could never be…”

‘And this is only too true,’ I thought wryly to myself as I continued to sing. When the song ended, we left the stage amid cheers and yells for an encore. It was invigorating…we were only a guest band! I grinned wryly to myself when I heard the commentator say our band’s name again…Tourniquet.