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Stranger Then Fiction

Alexandra never thought she would do anything special with her life. She assumed the only way she would get the adventure she desprately wanted was in books, especially Twilight. When Alex sees a shooting star, that all changes and she is thrown into the world she thought was only fiction. Now, Alex is battling a greasy haired Aro who wants nothing more than revenge, keeping a relationship together with her favorite russet brown werewolf, and her penpal, Lor, who just can't seem to leave Rosalie alone. Sometimes, reality can be stranger then fiction. Stranger Then Fiction Co-Written with LoveIsACookie


7. What the Hell?

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Chapter 7-

Raven POV

"If you will excuse me, I'm going for a walk." I said, and exited the house.

Ugh. My shoulder hurts like hell... I thought. And it did. Three of the vampires who jumped me, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper, I think, had bitten me twice each. I shook my head, mentally cursing myself. I knew Alec had said they might get hostile, but this was beyond hostile. It was Oh-shit-I-want-to-kill-that-bitch mood. Even the older vampires attacked me!

I pulled my luggage out of my torn jacket, and put it to normal size. My dress, jacket, and hair were a mess. I sighed. And this was my favorite dress.

I took out my brush, a plum dress, and a grey silk jacket. I set the luggage back to mini, and ran deep into the forest. I didn't expect the vampires to come looking for me, and humans didn't have any trails leading here. I changed, and brushed my hair, fixing my bangs from when someone's fingernails had cut into them making them slanted.

My head was spinning. Everything seemed so familiar and welcoming, yet dangerous and alerting since I had never been here after my memories were erased. I shook my head. Damn that Aro. Stupid, self-centered, 5 year old, antagonistic, idiotic, foolish man.

"You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you
Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your loves too good to be true
My guilty pleasure I ain't goin no where
Baby long as you're here
I'll be floating on air cause you're my
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you"

I answered the new phone Alec gave me. It was a nice, sleek, lightweight black new phone that served as a camera, video recorder, tape recorder, MP3 player, and phone. It was his own design, and you couldn't find it anywhere. It had a nice wispy floral design on it in plum purple, and was edgy and high tech looking. He had filled it full of my favorite songs. He knew what I liked and didn't like. I knew it was Alec since he was the only one with my new number, and I put the song ,"Sweet Dreams" by Beyoncé as my ring tone when he called.

"Hey Alec." I said, sitting on a rock.

"Rave? You there yet?" He asked.

"Yes. I barely escaped with my life."


"I know. They all attacked me."

"Even Carlisle?" He said, amazed.

"Yes." I said, remembering how he nearly bit my arm through my black lace gloves.

"Man, you must've pissed them off. You didn't attack back?"

"No. You know there would've been a fatality if I had attacked. I have a feeling they're not very trained. Only one had the control and sense of a fighter."

"You were always the smartass in training."

"I don't know whether to feel flattered or insulted."

"Haha Raven. Or do you prefer Lorry now?"

"Raven is fine with me."

"Great. Well, I gotta go. Aro is royally pissed."

"Serves his moldy ass right."


"Bye." I said, and hung up. Could I really live here? Would I get along with what Alex called was my family? Would they treat me as their own?


I stood up and turned, expecting to see a Cullen. But instead I saw a young man, who was enormous. He had copper russet colored skin, and was tall and muscular. He had short black hair, with dark brown eyes that were confused and astonished. He smelled strange. His scent was vanilla like, with some lavender, and musk. There was something under it though, faint. It was like the scent of a wet dog.

"Lor? Is that you?" He said, stepping toward me, and taking a piece of my hair. Something about his voice was so reassuring, warming, and caring. And familiar.

"Lorry? Lorry! There you are! And- Oh crap."

Just then Alex came, running. She looked at me, the man, then back at me.

"Alex! What the hell is going on!?" the guy asked.

"Sorry, Lor. Recess is over." She said, eyeing me.

"Couldn't you call me Raven?" I said, knowing I wouldn't respond to Lor.

"No! You're name is Gloria Jennifer Robyn! Not Raven Rayne Volturi! Okay! Sorry Embry, Dad wants her." She said, grabbing my hand and dragging me to her house.

"Dad? And Embry? As in werewolf Embry!?" I screeched as Alex continued dragging me through the forest.

"Dad as in Carlisle. And, yeah. That's your boyfriend. Ta-Da!" She mumbled under her breath. She finally slowed down, and I could see the house.

"Questo è un pasticcio. L'unico che ha attaccato me aveva chiamato padre. Sono uno che risale werewolf, uno dei più crudeli bestie, Cauis dice. La mia famiglia potrebbe cosiddetti hate me. E non ho ricordi della mia vita, prima di Volterra. Nessuno mai cosa così." I said in Italian, one of the many languages I had leaned, as Alex dragged me into the house. ( Translation: This is a mess. The one that had attacked me I had called father. I'm dating a werewolf, one of the most vicious beasts, Cauis said. My so called family might hate me. And I have no memories of my life before Volterra. None what so ever.)

"English Lor! English!" Alex said, pulling me up the steps.


"Well, Lor..." Carlisle said, deep in thought.

"Raven." I said.

"Lor! Your name is LOR!" Alex screamed at me, smacking me lightly on my shoulder.

"Alex. Please. We'll call her Raven for now." Carlisle said, eyeing her. The phrase, "If looks could kill" ran through my head at the livid expression on Alex's face. It wasn't directed at anyone in particular, and I could see that Alex was reaching her breaking point. I was happy that they were respecting my wishes, but it was weird that they were talking about me as if I weren't there.

"'She' is right here." I said, looking around the room. It looked as if it were Carlisle's study, what with all the books in it, and the arid feel resembling that of a library.

"'She' is right here? Who the heck says that anymore?!" Alex said laughing. Carlisle glared at her; until she figured out I meant it.

"Well, we need you to stay low key around here. We think it would be best that the community think you were still in Alaska." He said, writing something down.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Well, we had to explain to the school about your sudden absence. We told them you moved to Alaska." Carlisle said, rubbing his temples.

"Well, okay. Umm... Do you have a room for me?" I asked, needing to see the place I lived in before I left.

"Sure. Fourth door on your left down the hall. Alex, stay here. We need to talk." Carlisle said when Alex started to get up with me.I shrugged, and left. I went to the door, and tried to open it. Like, I said, tried.

"Damn door! Why won't it fucking open!" I growled out after 8 minutes of trying to open the door without breaking it.

"Wow Lor. Don't you have the key? You always had it hanging around your neck." Emmett, the big huge one, asked me, laughing.

"Key?" I asked, frowning. I remember having a key hanging from my neck in Volterra, but I molded it into a sculpture after I found it didn't open any rooms. Oops.

Emmett stopped laughing, and picked up a key from behind a flower pot on a table. He handed it to me, and wordlessly walked away.

I went it, and was awed by how similar it was to my room in Volterra. Lavender like walls, black trimming.

I turned my huge suitcase back to its regular size, looked at the walls. On one side was a walk in closet, on the other a huge window, on the other photos and notes and posters, and another filled with entertainment things. In the middle was a couch set, with a 3 seated couch, a loveseat, and a chair for an individual. It looked as if no one had been in here for ages. Books were on the floor, clothing scattered around, with some papers scattered. As if someone had left in a hurry.

I looked at the photos. They all had a bunch of people in them. With the ones I was in, I was smiling, bang-less and care free. I took a picture of me and that boy, Embry. It was obviously set in this house. It was as if someone took it without telling us. We were seating on a loveseat, and were just laughing and talking. It amazed me the ways my eyes and expression looked. I had never looked so relaxed and care free and calm in all the time I was in Volterra. And the looks we had in our eyes. I shook my head. This was beyond mind blowing. I looked closely at each one, trying to remember just a tiny bit of anything.

It didn't work, I'm sorry to say. I managed to give myself a slight headache from trying so hard. I shook my head. Alec would've said stop, you look so slow. I laughed softly.

I stepped into the closet, to be greeted by Alice.

"HOLY SHIT!" I yelled, surprised since she was behind a pile of what seemed like jeans when I first looked.

"No need to yell..." She mumbled, carrying some boxes and setting them down in different piles or little cubby looking holes. It was strange seeing such a short petite person carrying all those boxes.

"May I ask just what you are doing?" I asked, bewildered.

"I had bought you some things before you left." She said, shrugging and frowning slightly.

I looked in one box, and was amazed by what I saw. A black dress, with a slit in the middle, showing white fabric underneath. It had white frills on the bottom of the dress where the black was, and black frills where the white was.

"It's the dress I said I wanted..." I said without thinking. My eyes widened, surprised at what I said. Something about the dress set something off. Maybe it would be a chain reaction, I hoped.

"The one you wanted for prom." Alice said, looking at me strangely. Then, Alice took the time and effort to tackle me down.

"So you do remember you lying bitch!" She yelled at me, clutching my throat. I knew I didn't have to breathe, but it was somehow disorienting. Maybe some old human reaction I carried with me.

"Let go of me!" I said. Well tried to. Alice's hand was pressed against my vocal cords, and my voice was higher, and was breaking.

She threw me across the room, and I landed much later than I expected. How big was this closet?

I tried to dodge all of her hits, but dammit, she was trying to hit every inch she could of me. I screamed bloody murder, as I had heard all those humans in the castle. I shivered, and was caught off guard. I flew into my room, breaking the couch.

"OUCH!! DAMMIT! MOTHER-" I said, before I felt a hand cover my mouth.

"Quiet down, Raven." I heard Jasper, the tall blonde with bite marks all over him, say. I felt a wave of calmness spread over me, and I didn't rebel. I let it make me feel calmer, but before it did completely, the loveseat broke. Great. Lena's power just had to show itself now.

"What the hell happened in here?" Edward asked followed by the brunette female. Isabella. Bella for short, I think.

"Alice attacked me in the closet." I mumbled, getting up from the wreckage that I had called a couch moments before.

Just then, Carlisle and Alex ran in, shocked.


"Are you guys taking a snap at Lor? If so, I would gleefully help." Rosalie, said coming in. Alex growled, while Carlisle was still trying to take this all in.

"Alice, get a hold of yourself. Please." Carlisle whispered, surprised by everything. I started toward the door, but bumped into Edward. Then, everyone's thoughts rolled into my own mess of thoughts.

I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER!! I heard Alice screech in her mind.

Ugh, I was so stupid. One look at Alex and I just had to let her allow Gloria back in... Rosalie thought bitterly, advancing toward me. Carlisle grabbed her arm, knowing what she was going to do. I shook my head at the scene. I have to get out of here.

Lor. Please. It was a faint whisper, not like the strong voice that got me out of the hellhole people call Volterra. Don't leave me. If you won't stay for our family, stay for me.

I turned to her, and saw the pleading look in her amethyst eyes, the way that they seemed to tear up, and I knew that I couldn't leave her. I also knew that I couldn't take her with me. Okay, I thought to her, I'll stay. She nodded, a determined look in her face.

"SHUT THE HELL UP!" She screamed and I winced. Alex can be scary when she wants to. It worked like magic; everyone froze and turned to her.

"Why do you hate Lor?" She whispered, injecting a slight waver into her voice. Everyone shrugged.

"I don't think its that she left me unconscious for months, even though we all know that it was my fault, if anyone's, I think its more about how she left you all here. You all loved Lor once, why should," She frowned. "Raven be any different? She is a member of your family, of my family. Family members take care of each other. Lor needs help now, and you want to throw her out the door? That's not what family is about." She said. I looked at everybody's expression. They all had their heads turned downward, obviously guilty at what they had done.

"Does any body still object to Lor's staying here?" Her voice was threatening, daring anyone to disagree. Sure enough, a chorus of "Sure"'s, "Alright"'s, and "Fine"'s rang through the room. Alex smiled and she ran over and gave me a hug.

"You're welcome." She whispered.


The doorbell rang. I nudged Alex. "It's your turn to get it." I told her. It was 6 months after the incident when I came home, and I still hadn't gotten my memory back.

"Nu huh! I got it last time!" She protested.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, but your closer." She raised an eyebrow.

"We both know I'm not closer, but I'll get it anyway." She got up and answered it.

"Hey Alex! Can I barrow Raven for a moment?" Embry asked Alex, who promptly slapped him.

"LOR! HER NAME IS LOR! And it's fine with me, as long as you give me some of those Cheeto's." She said, gesturing to the bag of chips in his hand.

"Uh...Alex? Can you eat them?" He asked, but handed them to her anyway.

She shrugged, popping a Cheeto into her mouth. "I don't know, but I have a weird craving for them." She frowned. "Do you have a problem with that?" She asked, allowing a growl into her voice.

Embry's eyes widened. "No. Uh, can we, um, go?" He asked Alex nervously.

Alex shrugged. "Sure. Why would I have a problem with that?" Just then, she grabbed her stomach and ran to the bathroom.

"Let's go." I told Embry, and we left.


Embry and I were walking, when we came to the beach. My mouth fell open in surprise, and I gasped.

I was speechless. "Holy shit," Well, almost speechless. There was our picnic blanket with roses all over it, and candles too. There was a bottle of wine, and another bottle of what smelled like pig's blood. Also on the blanket was a large wrapped box, and Embry handed it to me.

"I got you something." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "I can see that." I said, and unwrapped it.

"You got me a box!" I exclaimed at the sight of a white clothing box with the name, ‘Persephone's flowers', in bright pink letters. I opened up the box and gasped. Inside, was a dozen bright red roses. I picked one up and smelled it, when something cold and hard landed on my hand.

I looked down and nearly fainted. It was a wedding ring. I glanced at Embry, he took the ring from me and got down on one knee.

"Raven, will you marry me?" He asked.

I had lost my voice. "Yes! Of course, yes!" I exclaimed finally.