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A Different Beginning

Summary:
Have you ever said 'what if' in your life? Well, I know I have. In New Moon, what if Jasper had gotten to Bella?


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5. Guilt and Ice

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1495   Review this Chapter

Chapter 5

Edward stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him as I reached up to touch my cheek. I pulled the cold substance off of my cheek and brought in down into my line of vision. Looking at it, I could make out what it was, but I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

It was ice.

I looked at the hardened, tear drop-shaped, piece of ice in wonderment and amazement. How could this possible happen? Then I remembered what had happened when Carlisle had talked to me about some rare vampire having eye color that related to their powers.

My eyes were ice blue and my power was ice. ‘Apparently,’ I thought to myself. I was about to get up off the couch when something buzzed on Edward’s speakers. It was his cell phone. Walking over to it, I looked at the caller ID and saw a name that had perturbed my thoughts ever since I had woken up from the three day hell.

Alice. That was what the caller ID said. Grabbing the small, thin, silver phone, I flipped it open and said, “Hello?”

“Bella,” Alice’s soft voice gasped from the opposite end of the phone.

“Al…” I began but she cut me off.

“Bella, don’t say my name, Edward might here you. I just called to check in and see how you were. Now that I have you, that’s good because Edward won’t rant on and on about how you are cursed to a life of damnation. Now, we have to make this quick because I have to go,” She said this as fast as I have ever heard someone speak before.

“Ok,” I replied.

“How are you?” She whispered.

“I’m fine, I just woke up this morning,” I replied in the same, quick undertone.

“Good and everything is…fine there?” She asked.

“Um…Esme, Carlisle, and Emmett are all wonderful, Rose misses you to death.” I chuckled.

“How is Edward?” Alice asked hesitantly.

“He is being stubborn, blaming Jasper for everything. Will you do me a favor?” I asked her.

“What, Bella?” She asked softly.

“Don’t ask any questions, but just tell Jasper I am immensely sorry.” I murmured. There was a pause on the other end of the phone. It seemed like she was surprised about my request, but when she replied, she sounded happy.

“Of course I will, Bella.” She said a smile in her words.

“Thank you,” I showed gratitude for my best friend.

“Ok, really quick question because Edward is headed up the stairs right now,” She started.

‘Oh shit,’ I thought to myself.

“But, have you found out your power yet?” She asked.

“My power is ice and I can here him coming down the hallway right now, so I have to go. I love you and come back as soon as you can!” I exclaimed.

“That’s so cool!” She squealed. “I love you too, Bella. Stay safe.” And then there was a click on the opposite end and a “beep” signaling she had hung up.

I closed Edward’s phone and pretended to be looking at his music when he entered. When I heard the door open, I twirled around to see him standing in the doorway with a suspicious look crossing his features.

“Who were you talking to,” He asked suspiciously.

I looked at him with what I hope was an innocent expression, “I wasn’t talking to anyone, I was just singing to myself.” After answering him, I looked back at his CD collection, pretending to once look for a CD.

“Then why did I hear another voice coming from up here,” He asked again. I turned around again and saw that his eyebrows were now furrowed.

Trying to keep lying, I replied naively, “Edward, your ears must be malfunctioning or something because I was singing to myself. No one else was up here, just me, singing to myself.”

Still looking like he believed the truth instead of the lie I had just told him, he nodded. I twirled around and looked at his CD rack once again. “So, what do you wanna listen to,” I asked, “There is Debussy, Ray Charles, Bobby Darrin, or the Andrews Sisters?”

Feeling his arms wrap around my waist, I cringed inwardly. I hated lying to him and when ever I got away with it when I was a human, which was rare, I would torture myself until I gave in and told him the truth.

“How about Bobby Darrin,” He suggested, pulling out a CD. He walked over to his stereo system and popped the shiny CD in. Almost instantly, Mack the Knife flowed through the speakers. “I didn’t know you liked swing music.”

“You learn new things everyday,” I said. ‘Yeah, like your girlfriend being a major liar.’

Nodding, he came over to me where I was swaying and took my hands in his and started to twirl me around the room. “Edward,” I laughed after he twirled me around in a sharp circle, “What are you doing?”

“Dancing with a beautiful girl,” He beamed his crooked smile at me. Looking at his gorgeous face only made me feel guiltier than I already was. Once the song was over, Edward must have noticed a look on my face because he picked up the stereo remote and paused the next song, which was Clementine.

“What’s wrong, Bella,” He asked me cautiously.

“I’m just thinking,” I whispered, looking away from his face. When he heard my reply, he growled low in his throat. “What,” I inquired.

“I hate it, I still can’t read your mind,” He muttered, “And I loathe when you say that you’re thinking and I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about!” My eyes widened at his words because this was the first time I had ever heard him curse.

Sighing, he apologized, “I’m sorry, I should really watch what I should say. But can you please tell me what you were thinking about?”

I really wanted to tell him the truth, but I knew I couldn’t relay that Alice had called without getting in huge trouble my self. So, I just told him something that I had discovered that was still true but now what I had been thinking about. “I found out my power,” I told him, looking past his eyes and at the wall.

Looking back at his face after my statement, I saw his eyes filled with pride and wonder. “Really,” He smiled, “What is your power?” I had finally distracted him from the topic of what I was thinking about and I decided to stay on that tangent.

“Well, when you left, there was something cold on my cheek and I took it off of my cheek and it was an icicle!” I exclaimed, trying to show enthusiasm.

Understanding finally showed across Edward’s face. “That explains the color of your eyes,” He whispered. Nodding, I looked into his eyes that were preoccupied with trying to put the pieces together.

“This is excellent, I am going to go get Carlisle and tell him about it,” Edward exclaimed and kissed me softly before running towards his door and exiting to go speak to his father about the newest discovery.

Sighing, I sat down on the black couch and laid my head into my hands, frustrated. The door opened a couple of seconds later. Not expecting Edward to be back that fast, I looked up to Rosalie standing in the doorway.

“Um…hi Rose,” I stated awkwardly.

“Hi, Bella how’s Alice?” Rosalie asked, startling me with her question. My eyes shot towards hers and saw her knowing stubbornness.

Knowing that I would not be able to get around her by lying, I whispered, “She’s good, Rose.”

Rosalie nodded, “I won’t tell Edward, but you better have, because he won’t like it that you’re lying to him.” I nodded my head as she exited the room as fast as she had come in.

Edward returned mere seconds later with his father. “So, Bella, I here that you have the elemental power of ice,” Carlisle stated, with a curious smile on his face.

“I think so, I cried ice before. But, I’m confused, aren’t all human fluids supposed to deplete when you become a vampire,” I asked him.

Shrugging his shoulders, Carlisle answered, “They can, but in some rare cases, they don’t due to the human in which was turned is very special; which you are, Bella.” I nodded my head, zoning out as Edward and Carlisle started talking.

I needed to talk to someone about this situation and fast because I was going to burst from the lie I had told. I needed to talk to Alice, but she wasn’t here. So, who was I left with? Was I just going to have to come forward and tell the truth? Or, was I going to continue to lie to Edward?