What if Bella moved back to Arizona to move on with her life? What if Alice sees a vision that takes her beloved away from her for all eternity? What if an unlikely enemy is creating an army, and the only thing stopping the impending doom is...a dress?? What if everything changes drastically and our favorite characters are thrown together to fix it? What happens then? I guess we'll find out... Its finished, but if you want a sequel, you have to request one :)
7. Chapter 7- BPOV
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“So all I need to do is have them sign the papers you drew up, and give them the directions to the storage area where the dress is supposed to be? Then Emmet, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper will jump them?” I verified.
Ever since I had promised to help the Cullen’s, which was two days ago, they had been planning and detailing to make sure every thing was perfect for Operation-Catch Maria. I had very craftily asked my mom if I could visit Alice for a couple of days in LA, so I technically wasn’t lying when I said I was spending time with Alice. At first, my mom was skeptical, considering she never even heard me mention Alice’s name since I’ve been here, but I explained that Alice had just recently contacted me and really wanted to see me. It wasn’t exactly a lie, so it wasn’t hard for me to make her believe it. So I’ve been staying with the Cullen’s for the past couple of days, planning, memorizing, and acting the part of an auctioneer. Needless to say, the Home network Channel has been my inspiration in learning how to sell.
All my role consisted of being was the middle man. I had the false document stating that I was a certified antiques dealer, incase they asked for proof. I was to meet them at a café in the heart of downtown Tucson to ensure that witnesses were around. I was also supposed to feign astonishment at their inhumanly good looks. That would be a bit difficult, considering I had become used to what the Cullen’s looked like, so to pretend I had never seen such amazing beauty before, and make it believable, would be a little difficult. Then I was supposed to give them the key and directions to the storage unit we had placed the dress in, and on the way there, they would be ambushed by the Cullen’s. Whether it was Maria they caught, or her follower, we would eventually find Maria, Alice always saw it End with us finding her. So we weren’t too horribly worried about it ending badly…except for Edward.
Edward. He had been in a bad mood ever since I promised Alice I would help. He, of course, never let me out of his sight, almost as if he was afraid I would disappear, but he treated his family as if they had killed his cat or something. He wouldn’t speak to them, he would barely even look at them, unless it was to glare, and I had even caught him growling at a couple of them. He was especially mean to Alice! I don’t understand how he can blame her for asking for my help. He should know that we would all do the same if any of us were in the same trouble. He also needed to accept that I had grown more as a person since he had left. It wasn’t that I had become stuck up or anything, it was just that I had learned to rely on myself in more ways than I had before. I couldn’t base what I did just to make others happy, and yet sacrifice my well being at the same time. Of course, I’m not saying I wouldn’t have gone to the ballet studio to save my mom, but when Edward left, I wallowed in my own self pity and despair, and I couldn’t do that anymore. I had learned to make myself happy and to work with the hole that had been created when he left. I became more decisive and went after what I wanted, rather than let it slip away. The new Bella wouldn’t let Edward leave her, unless that was what he wanted. So when I told Edward that I didn’t need his permission to help Alice, it was true, I didn’t. If helping them would keep them alive, no matter the cost to myself. I would do it. Not because I felt obligated, but because I wanted to. As long as it was what I wanted, I didn’t have to ask Edward, or anyone else for that matter, permission.
So, needless to say, it had been a very tension filled couple of days. But the big day was approaching soon. Tomorrow would be when we would put this act to the test. Maria’s accomplice had already answered out add, and we had set up a meeting for 7pm at the café. They had insisted we meet at sundown, due to a ‘sun allergy’.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this Bella?” Edward asked desperately, searching my face for any hint of fear.
“Yes, I can do this.” I said with as much conviction I could muster.
Tomorrow would be the day that could alter my future forever. Either we fail and Jasper dies, which would kill the Cullen’s in effect. Or we succeed and we can all be together again. However, Edward didn’t know this, but Alice had told me because she wanted me to be fully aware of what I was getting into. There was always that 1 out of 15 visions she had that always ended with me dead as well. We couldn’t figure out which decision was causing it, but it kept popping up. I told her it didn’t matter, I was still doing it, but these last moments with my family and Edward just meant so much more to me. If I die tomorrow, I can die happy and complete.
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