When Edward dies suddenly in a freak accident Bella is force to try and live without him. After four months of comfort from the Cullen's she decides to kill herself. Someone turns her and she runs away from being discovered by the Cullen's. Now 12 years later Bella is living in Chicago in Edward's old house under the name Isabella Masen. What happens when the Cullen's find Bella and the truth about Edward's death unfolds? Why does Bella feel Edward is alive and in pain? IMPORTANT AUTHOR"S NOTE!!! FINAL CHAPTER!!!!!!!!! READ!
4. Isabella Masen
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Twenty years ago Edward died. Six months later, I tried to kill myself and was turned by someone and hallucinated during my transformation to believe Edward is alive. I want so badly to believe everything I imagined but I can't. About a couple of days, after I was turned I read in the newspaper that Charlie had a heart attack and went into a comma before two weeks later died.
Currently I am living in Chicago under the name Isabella Masen. I live in his house with some of his things to serve as reminders. I need all of these reminders because I'm pained slightly when I remember but terrified beyond belief to forget. He was such a huge part of my life and the only reason I'm here is because I don't know of a single vampire that would kill me including the Volturi because I have the same ability as my Edward did and I know that Aro would say I was too valuable to be killed.
I enrolled myself in the local high school and I attend every day. I had to use some of the vampire traits that every vampire had and I dazzled some people to let me test out of biology because that class is still too hard for me. I went to one day of class, it was almost exactly like in Forks, and I had to leave within the first five minutes.
I have the feeling Alice may be starting to expect I'm alive. I've been very careful about not making decisions that could somehow result in my being reunited accidently with the Cullen's. I love the Cullen's so very much but it is all I can do to live in Chicago, with his name, and always be surrounded by his possessions. Someday I will find them and return but for now I need to be on my own.
They say time heals all wounds. Time does not necessarily heal all wounds because I am still madly in love with Edward *wince*, pained at the memory of watching him die in front of my face, and the gaping hole in my chest left by the reason of my existence being gone is still there. Therefore, time does not heal all wounds otherwise, I would be fine and happy.
Throughout the day, I have minimal interactions with the humans. I only speak once or twice when I talk in class to answer a question. Even when I answer questions, I answer them with minimal effort on my part. I prefer to be alone with my thoughts instead of being a part of the human's individual lives. However, sometimes I enjoy listening to their thoughts just to have some idea what is happening at the school.
Today some of the minds were talking about a new family with four students arriving. For a brief moment, a part of my mind thought it was possibly the Cullen's. Quickly I pushed the thought out of my head and focused on walking to my locker and going to my first hour English class.
As I entered the room, I saw somebody I definitely didn't think I was going to see again for a few dozen years. I just want to know, how did they find me?