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You're Still Here!

Summary:
Somebody comes to Forks that Edward thought should have died a long time ago. How will this new arrival affect the Cullens' and Bella's life? I know it says no spoilers, but there actually are a few. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Twilight characters!


Notes:
I just thought of this one day and decided it would be cool to write.


7. What To Do?

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Karen’s P.O.V.

Oh no! How in the world were we going to explain this to his family?! We would never be welcome here then. Dang it Sandra! Why’d you have to go and ruin everything?!

Sandra just looked at Alice and Rosalie, and then went over to the chair in the corner of the room and sat down in it like nothing was wrong when there was something terribly wrong! She might’ve just ruined a great relationship!

“Ummm, well, you see….” I managed to stutter out. Then Clara started talking.

“We are so sorry. We never meant to do any harm. None at all. But Sandra-” she glanced over at Sandra and I saw her glare, which she rarely did, and then turned back and continued on “-kind of, well, lost control of herself,” Clara managed to say.

“Lost control? What do you mean?” Rosalie asked.

“Oh no! She killed Bella! No no no! Why?! How?!” Alice assumed.

“No, no! She didn’t eat Bella. No,” Clara was quick to vanish that guess.

“Probably would’ve been better if that was what happened, though,” I muttered under my breath so no one but Clara, who was standing next to me, could hear.

“Wait. Bella was here?” Clara asked no one in particular after suddenly processing the information she just learned.

“Yes,” I told her.

“Oh no!” she cried. “This is worse than I imagined!”

“I still don’t understand what is going on,” Alice said. “If Sandra didn’t eat Bella, then what happened?”

Clara looked too upset by the new news I had just given her to answer, so I explained. “Well, I guess I should explain Sandra’s personality to you first. You see, Sandra likes to flirt. A lot. And she is used to getting whatever guy she wants to fall at her feet. And, well, she kind of decided that she wanted Edward, and so long story short, she ended up kissing him at the exact moment that Bella walked through his bedroom door.”

“What?!” Rosalie exclaimed. “What happened?!”

“We really are sorry. We never meant for this to happen. We told her not to and made the horrible decision of trusting her. We would like to do anything we can to fix this mess that we’ve made,” Clara said. I guess she had gotten over the Bella factor enough to speak again.

“Personally, I don’t see what the big deal is. It was just one little kiss. She’ll get over it,” Sandra had the nerve to say.

“Shut up, Sandra. I think you’ve done enough on your part, okay, so if you’re not going to help, then just shut up!” I managed not to totally shout this at her, but my voice was pretty loud, and everyone could definitely hear the anger in it.

“God, Karen. You don’t have to get so upset about it,” she had the nerve to say again.

“Can somebody please hold me back before I go and beat that girl to the end of her existence?!” I didn’t want to do something that I would regret later, not that I was so sure that I would regret it, actually, but I didn’t want to take the chance, so I asked. Clara took my arm, which I’m kind of surprised about, it being her brother Sandra kissed and most likely ruined the relationship of and all. I hadn’t been sure that anyone would have pulled me back.

“What are we going to do?” Alice asked.

“Maybe she’s not that far away, and we can catch up to her and explain what happened,” Clara said hopefully. “Karen, where is she?”

“What’s Bella’s last name?” I asked Alice and Rosalie.

“Swan. Why?” Alice asked.

“I need to know the person’s full name to look into their past. Like hacking into their files or something,” I explained.

“Oh. Her full name is Isabella Marie Swan. You’re going to look into her past?”

“Yes. Now I need to concentrate,” I said, and then I went into Bella’s- or Isabella Marie Swan’s- past two minutes. ‘Bella was driving down a road in-’ oh no she didn’t!- ‘my car! There were a lot of trees. She started passing a few stores and houses.’ These surroundings looked like nothing I had seen in Forks, that I knew for sure, and since Clara, Sandra, and I had traveled around all of Forks the day we came here, giving ourselves the grand tour, I was pretty sure it wasn‘t in Forks. Where could she be then?. ‘Then she finally came to a stop in front of a tiny red house that needed a huge paint-job. She walked- or more like jogged- up the short walk to the front door, banged a few times, and then stepped back. A dark-skinned, very tall, and very muscular boy came to answer the door, and looked very shocked to see her there. By the expression on his face, he knew her, which means that Rosalie and Alice might know him.’ I took myself out of the vision then, ready to explain what I saw.

“Where is she?” Clara asked as she saw me coming back to reality. “Is she nearby? Can we get to her and explain what had happened?”

“I’m not sure exactly where she is. I am pretty sure though, that it is not Forks.”

“What?! No! Now what? Is there anything that you saw that might give us a clue to where she is?” Alice asked.

“I think so. I saw her drive- in our car, I might mention- up to a small red house. A dark skin, dark haired, tall, muscular boy answered the door. It looked like he knew her, so I was wondering if you maybe knew him.”

“Jacob,” Rosalie said while Sandra exclaimed “She stole our car?!”

While they said that it looked like Alice was considering something I had said.

“Wait, you can see Jacob? You can see werewolves?! That is so unfair!” she exclaimed.

“What the heck? There are such things as werewolves?” Sandra asked from her chair.

“Yes, “ Alice told her. “And I can’t see them in my visions! How can you?!”

“How am I supposed to know?” I asked her back. Up until that point I hadn’t even known that there were such things as werewolves. I mean, I’d heard of them and all, but I sure didn’t know they existed.

“Can we please focus here? Where is Bella?” Clara asked.

“If she’s with Jacob, then she’s probably in La Push,” Alice told her.

“Okay, lets go then,” Clara said and started heading towards the door.

“We can’t,” Rosalie said.

“Why not?” I asked her. We didn’t exactly need our car. We could just as easily run.

“We made a treaty with them. We can’t cross into La Push,” she said.

“You must be joking.” Clara said.

“No, I’m not. If we cross that line, it means war.”

“Well, we can still cross the line, can’t we?” Sandra asked from where she was sitting, gesturing to Clara, herself, and I. “We never agreed to any treaty or whatever.”

“No. They’ll take you out. Werewolves are here to destroy vampires. We made the treaty so they wouldn’t kill us,” Alice explained.

“This sucks! What are we supposed to do now?” I asked no one in particular.

“We can go to the line and wait for her,” Alice suggested. “Then when she crosses back over the line, we can explain to her right then and there what really happened.”

“Okay. Good idea,” Clara agreed with her. “Edward should come, too. You two should explain together,” she said, glaring over at Sandra.

“I said I was sorry! Are you guys going to be mad at me because of this for the rest of time?” Sandra whined to us as if she was the victim.

“Probably. Definitely until we straighten things out,” I told her.

“Can we go get Edward and leave now, please?” Clara begged impatiently.

“Let’s go,” Alice said, and then she, followed by Rosalie, left the room, followed by Clara, Sandra and me.