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Eternally Awake

Summary:
I was a vampire now... Why couldn't my life just balance out? Bella has just endured her transformation, and she is excited about begining her eternity with Edward. However, fate seems to be against her happiness. Everything that was supposed to be fixed only seems to be intensified. Is there a way for her to get what she wants and keep everything she left behind safe, too?


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New chapter should be up soon!


7. Pain

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That vision tormented me. I was alone in a long white room with nothing in it but a soft red couch. I had spent several hours in this solitude, trying to sort things out; trying to come up with a solution, with no success.

I growled in frustration, pacing back and forth. I was a vampire now; Charlie shouldn’t have to suffer because of me anymore! I didn’t know what I would do if the Volturi killed him. I couldn’t let them kill him. I knew that it seemed, to the werewolves, at least, that I had left Charlie for dead; that I left him because I didn’t care about him at all. It was the polar opposite of that. I did it partially to be with Edward, but also to keep the dangerous world I had been exposed to away from Charlie. I would do anything to save him; he was my father! However, it seemed like the only solution was to join them. I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t leave Edward. I couldn’t leave my family. That option, the only option, was out of the question. This entire thing was so frustrating. I was a vampire now; life was supposed to balance out.

It had been over a day since we had first seen it, a day of Alice and I having that horrid vision over and over again. It was unbearable. It was so frustrating! I repeatedly had to watch my father’s last minutes. At least I hadn’t and wouldn’t have to see his death itself. Though, after having made the decision to go to Forks and save Charlie, shouldn’t the vision have changed? If it was going to work, it would change. But it hadn’t changed. I gasped in my realization. My eyes flew wide open in horror. My realization was awful, but it was the only thing that made sense. We wouldn’t succeed. Our efforts would do nothing. I couldn’t come to terms with it. I couldn’t let Charlie die. I couldn’t let the Volturi win. I couldn’t. I stopped pacing. We needed a new plan; this obviously wouldn’t work.

I curled up in a ball in a corner and closed my eyes. I kept focusing on merely inhaling and exhaling, as unnecessary as it was. The steady pattern was slightly soothing, though nothing could make this nightmare better. But it helped, so I would continue doing it. I kept focusing on my breathing until my thoughts were coated over by a vision.

The Forks town hall meeting. All the same people are there; Charlie, the mayor, some of the students in my graduating class and some of the parents. There are the same cloaked figures in the back right corner, Aro and Caius. In the other back corner are Alice, Edward, and I, each in disguise and unnoticed by the Volturi members. Charlie is in the second row, holding a sheet of paper. He runs his finger along the edge of it and gets a small cut. A single drop of blood drips out…

“No!” I screamed, horrified. “I can’t let it happen, I can’t!” If he bled, the Volturi would kill him sooner, and I would have to watch. I needed an angel to make it all better, as better as it would get. My eyes searched frantically for Edward, and I saw him running through the door and to my side.

“What’s wrong?” He asked worriedly.

“Everything’s wrong, Edward; he’s going to cut a finger at a town hall meeting, with the Volturi there, and I’m going to have to watch him die!” I buried my face in his built chest and sobbed tearlessly. I couldn’t let this happen; I couldn’t watch his death. Charlie was my father, and I had hurt him enough with my “death.” I couldn’t let him be killed in such a tragic and painful way. Determination was the only thing in my dry veins, and it would bring me to stop the Volturi.

“Edward, everything was supposed to be fixed! We are finally back together, I’m safe from Victoria, and the Volturi aren’t going to kill me! The only pain Charlie should have is from that of my ‘death,’ and that won’t kill him! This was supposed to fix everything, Edward, and now everything is much, much worse. The only good thing I got out of this was being with you forever. But if the Volturi get their way, I’m going to have to go to Italy and be away from you! And that I can’t stand; that I just can’t stand.” I wished tears could have come right now; I needed to cry. My emotions were more intense as a vampire and with Jasper nearby even that was magnified. It was painful. Absolutely painful.