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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...


Notes:


6. Cuts

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Emma’s POV

When Esme, Carlisle, Rosalie and Jasper had sat down, Emmett behind Rosalie and Alice perched on Jasper’s lap, I began to speak.

“Bella is upstairs. She is upset, to say the least. I may not be the leader of our coven, but I know exactly what Bella would say. She wants to know why you are here, and why he,” I added, jerking my head at Edward, “ever left her in the first place. She has never been actually happy. We want to know what he possibly could have done to make her so unhappy.”

“I can feel her pain, and his,” Michelle said quietly, motioning to Edward. “Bella has been hiding her pain for so long; it was only when she started to write music that I actually felt how strong it is. She told us what it feels like, and I have been trying my best to alleviate the pain. It isn’t easy, and I am actually…weary…from trying to help her. Nothing helps. It's worse after she sings. It reminds her of him, and that makes it hurt more. I almost lost it in the cafeteria today. She was never in so much pain as she was then.”

“Please stop talking about me behind my back, Michelle,” Bella said softly from the doorway. I saw Edward’s head jerk up to look at her, and noticed that she deliberately wasn’t looking at him. “I don’t appreciate it.” Then she smiled faintly. “Hello, Esme, Carlisle. It's been a while.”

Bella’s POV

I heard voices downstairs and stood, silently making my way downstairs to the kitchen. I caught part of what Michelle was saying and knew she was talking about me.

“…nothing helps. It's worse after she sings. It reminds her of him, and that makes it hurt more. I almost lost it in the cafeteria today. She was never in so much pain as she was then.” I moved into view at the doorway.

“Please stop talking about me behind my back, Michelle. I don’t appreciate it,” I said quietly. I then noticed Carlisle and Esme and smiled faintly. “Hello, Esme, Carlisle. It's been a while.” Esme’s face lit up, and she and Carlisle approached me to hug me. I hugged them back.

“Oh, Bella, dear,” Esme breathed. “We missed you so much.”

“I missed you all too,” I whispered. “You have absolutely no idea.” My voice, despite being a whisper, broke in the middle of the sentence, and Esme hugged me tighter. The instant she let go, Alice was there hugging me tightly.

“I'm so sorry, Bella!” she cried. “I should never have let him leave you…” I stopped her.

“If he hadn’t left, I never would have found Andre. And if I hadn’t found Andre, I never would have found Emma, Lee and Michelle. Tourniquet never would have formed, and I actually like singing in a band,” I told her with a small smile. “It's better than I expected. And not to mention it gets them off my back about doing something,” I added with a scowl at my family. They simultaneously raised their hands in surrender.

“Don’t squash us, Bella!” they chorused, and I shook my head in amusement.

“You know I wouldn’t do that, no matter how irritated you make me,” I reminded them, and they grinned.

“We know,” Lee said cheerfully. I rolled my eyes for their benefit. It was easier to ignore Edward’s presence than I thought it would be.

“Hey, Bella!” Emmett roared, lifting me up into a huge hug.

“Can’t…breathe…Emmett!” I gasped, laughing. He dropped me to the ground.

“You don’t need to any more, Bells,” he reminded me. I smiled slightly.

“True. But still…” my face softened. “Missed you, big brother.” He grinned.

“Missed you too, little sister. Tell me,” he said suddenly. “Are you still clumsy?”

“Nope,” I grinned. Then I rolled my eyes as Andre spoke.

“On occasion,” Andre corrected dryly. I raised an eyebrow, and he shrugged. “What? It’s true enough.” I sighed.

“That was only once, Dre,” Emma pointed out. He shook his head, and I gave a groan, putting my head in my hands. Did he have to?

“Actually, the first decade or so she was kinda clumsy. Sorry, Bells,” he said again. “But it’s true.”

“Okay, enough teasing Bella,” Michelle interjected as Andre and Emma started to argue good-naturedly. I cast her a grateful glance. The Cullens didn’t need to know why I occasionally got clumsy. I mean, who’s ever heard of a clumsy vampire? Everything fell silent for a while before Rosalie spoke to me, much to my surprise.

“So you are in a band?” she asked. I nodded.

“We're called Tourniquet,” I said softly. “We've only done a couple of performances, but we have an album to make in a month or so.” Rosalie smiled; a genuine smile.

“Could you play something for us?” she asked. I hesitated, but then nodded with a small, shy smile.

“Sure. Just let us get set up in the lounge-room,” I agreed, then took off up the stairs with my family close behind.

We collected in my room.

“Bella, are you sure you want to do this?” Andre demanded. “We don’t have to play one of our songs if you don’t want to…”

“No, we can. We'll play ‘Cuts’,” I said firmly. “I need to let that one out.”

Less than two minutes later, we were all set up in the lounge-room. My family had music, for once, as we were playing this one for the first time, but I didn’t have the music in front of me. After all, I had written it, and knew it better than anyone. I took a deep breath before beginning.

“This is the first time we've played ‘Cuts’, so if it doesn’t come out well in some places that's why,” I explained.

“Bella wrote this today,” Emma added, and I glared at her before nodding for her to begin. The steady drum-beat filled the house and Lee’s keyboard joined in, the intricate melody making him frown. He didn’t slip up, though. He was good. Michelle’s bass line started, followed soon after by Andre’s guitar, and when it reached the right point I took a deep breath and started to sing.

“It hurts, now and at first
Cutting deep into me
The pain was the worst
When you said you loved me

But you left and you didn’t stay
And now the pain cuts deeper
Because you’re back today
Not to awaken me, the sleeper

But it cuts so deep
This terrible pain
It hurts and I weep
I want to see you again

The pain it cuts
My heart into pieces
It's driving me nuts
As the pain increases

It cuts so deep
This terrible pain
It hurts and I weep
I want to see you again

It hurts, now and at first
Cutting deep into me
The pain was the worst
When you said you loved me

But it was all a lie
And now the pain cuts deep…”

I trailed off as the rest of my family continued to play the end of the song, and knew that it had been a bad idea to sing this one. Before anyone could say anything, I took off up the stairs to my room, fighting sobs the whole time. Now they all knew how cut up I was. And it was all Edward’s fault.