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Unfortunate Twist of Fate
We didn't learn much about Edward's mother, but Carlisle's little speech about her in the beginning of New Moon made me curious. What if she was changed as well, not by Carlisle, but by someone else? What if she went looking for the Cullens but found Bella instead?
Okay, so, this has been hiding in a corner of my brain for an embarrassing long time. I've been debating how best to get it down on paper, and this is as good as it's going to get.
Just to make sure everyone understands, I did change a few things (which I don't usually do), but the end result will basically be the same...
Feedback is very welcome! I like to know if I'm a total failure as a writer or not.(:
4. Chapter 4
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I don’t know how we did it. Somehow, Alice and I managed to keep the subject away from E-Edward. Just when there was about to be a conversation lull, someone would ask an irrevelent question, and someone else would make up a really long and detailed answer. But a couple times we managed to get some information out of her without being forced to change the subject quickly.
For instance, I learned that she was changed by a man that had seen and done just about everything. Apparently, he had been visiting a patient the same day that she had “died”, except she hadn’t died. They had wheeled her off into the morgue, never realizing that her heart was still beating. She was changed there, and taken to Pennsylvania before she could ask about her son.
“What happened to the man,” I had asked.
She had said that he had gone to Michigan in the 1940s, where he worked in an asylum. She hadn’t heard from him since.
“Alice!” I had shouted. “It’s the same person!”
“We don’t know that for sure, Bella. There were many asylums in Michigan at the time.”
“Yeah, but how many had good vampires working in them?” I had her there. That was not common. It was definitely the same man that had changed Alice to save her from James. The same one that had given up his life for her.
So now we knew how and why His Mother came to be here, and it wouldn’t matter soon, anyway, because Carlisle would be here soon. My stomach clenched. Carlisle would be here soon. Who knows who would be with him.
We had also asked about her previous pursuits, and why it took her so long to finally find him. All she had said to that was “I’ve looked all over the world. Alaska was the first real information I had gotten in years. Decades.
Of course, I was always afraid he wouldn’t remember me, or worse, he wouldn’t want anything to do with me.”
But then she had felt inclined to ask how I had known him, and all I said was, “He was in my science class.” Alice didn’t add anything to that, for which I was grateful. We changed the subject fairly quickly after that, never dwindling on anything that might cause me to double over in pain. Alice knew me so well.
So there we sat, me on the couch next to Alice, Jacob squeezing into the little space on the other side of me with his arms wrapped around my waist, and His Mother on the recliner. My eyelids drooped as I remembered just how late it was. I was starting to worry about Charlie.
As if hearing my thoughts, Alice murmured, “Charlie won’t be coming home till a little after seven in the morning. He’ll fall asleep on some lady’s couch.”
I took ‘some lady’ to mean Sue Clearwater. It seemed strange to me that Alice wouldn’t know something, but, then again, Sue lived on the reservation. Alice had never been past the border.
That’s when I heard them. The snores. Jacob had finally fallen asleep. I giggled as the sound of his monstrous nasal blockage filled the room. He was just so loud. Alice rolled her eyes. I was definitely losing it, and Carlisle hadn’t even gotten here.
I started to panic again. How would I ever be able to deal with that amount of pain again? I was just going back to the beginning. Full circle. At least this time I had Jacob. But if I was being honest with myself, he wouldn’t be any much help this time. It was just too much. Their family was complete now, and I was not a part of it.
I curled into myself and leaned into his sleeping form. This was going to be a long night.