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.(:
6. Chapter 6
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He is walking determinedly towards the tower. They had to grant him this one wish. He was Carlisle’s son, after all. He walks up to Aro, and explains everything. He asks them to put him out of his misery, “extinguish his life.”
I gasped, “Bella!” I grabbed her arm and looked into her eyes. If I could cry, I would have. “Edward!”
Everyone stood up, looking at me with concern. Bella stayed seated, but swayed nonetheless, her eyes going foggy, face blank.
“What is it Alice?” Carlisle asked.
“I – I don’t – he knows. Who told him? How did he find out about her?” I was literally gasping for air, despite the fact that I didn’t need any.
“Alice, it’s okay if he knows about her. She’s his mother, after all.” There was a small amount of pain in Esme’s voice, but she hid it well. Elizabeth wouldn’t have noticed.
“No, not her. Bella. Someone told him she jumped, and he thinks she’s dead.” I was rambling. I was surprised when Bella understood.
“Okay . . .” she said slowly, obviously calmer than before, “So we go find him and sort it out. What’s the problem?”
I shook my head at her, and all I could get out was, “He’s gone to Italy.”
She jumped up immediately and ran to her room without a pause. We heard her rummaging through her drawers, muttering incoherently to herself.
Everyone else looked at me, obviously not understanding the situation. I couldn’t say it. I just couldn’t. Bella came running down the stairs two at a time.
I would die. That idiot was being just like I remembered him. Overprotective. Penitent. Guilty. The list goes on.
But this was taking it a step too far. It’s not like I didn’t remember his ‘resolution,’ should anything happen to me. But I figured it didn’t apply anymore, what with him not loving me anymore. I winced at that.
I wasn’t going to live without you. But I wasn’t sure how to do it. So I was thinking I would go to Italy and do something to provoke the Volturi.
I shook my head as I grabbed my backpack and started stuffing some necessities into it.
This is so stupid. It wasn’t healthy to let this kind of guilt run his life. Just because he hadn’t been there to save a ‘fragile human’, doesn’t mean he should go kill himself, I thought as I grabbed the sock with my savings out of my underwear drawer and ran down the stairs.
I almost got to the bottom when I bumped into Alice.
“Bella, what do you think you’re doing?” she demanded.
I grimaced. I hadn’t thought she would fight me on it, but, now that I thought about it, it did sound like something she would do. I sighed.
“I’m going to Italy, Alice. What does it look like I’m doing?” I knew she already knew ‘what I was doing’, but I had to answer her anyway.
“Oh no, you’re not, Isabella Swan!” she shrieked. I raised an eyebrow.
“Yes. I am. That’s not even the question. But I might need to borrow a couple hundred. I don’t have enough for the whole ticket.”
I almost felt guilty about asking her for money. Almost. But she was acting like a crazy person, and if Alice didn’t want to save her brother, than I would. Without a doubt. Because I was not living in a world where the bane of my existence was not alive.
She squared her little shoulders as I tried to push past her. She had me trapped on the stairs.
“Bella, there is no way you are going to Italy by yourself. You don’t even know where he is or what to expect. They will kill you, Bella. I need you to realize this.”
I sighed. Of course I had realized that, but I was already partially dead, and if I was too late to save Edward, then I would let them kill me. I wouldn’t be able to live with that kind of pain anyway.
“Alice, we are wasting time. I am trying to help your brother. I know the danger I am putting myself in, but let’s face it. I’ve already had my death sentence. The only questions are where and when. And frankly, I would much let a group of professional, sophisticated vampires kill me, rather than be tortured to death be a vengeful psycho. Because I’ve been in that situation, and it wasn’t fun the first time. I don’t want to repeat that episode.” I finished my speech and finally succeeded in pushing past my sister-for-all-intents-and-purposes.
Her mouth was hanging open. I looked over my shoulder at her as the rest of the Cullens were staring, wide-eyed and speechless. I held my head high.
“I don’t expect you to accompany me, Alice, but, like I said, I don’t have enough at the moment, and this really can’t wait.”
“Bella . . . there is no way I would let you go alone, but I will not let you get hurt. If we’re too late, I will get you out of there, and I will keep you alive and away from Victoria.” She said through clenched teeth.
Jasper stood up abruptly, almost knocking over my coffee table. “Wait a minute. What’s going on? Is there something wrong with Edward?”
His Mother stood up then, too, looking concerned. “What’s wrong with my Edward? Why is he in Italy?”
I took a deep breath, turning to Alice again. “On second thought, I think it would be much faster if I took your car, while you stayed here to explain. It would do no good for the whole family to come along. That would only slow us down and put us in more danger. They will definitely be intimidate by Emmett, and from what I have heard, the Volturi aren’t the kind of people that like to be intimidated. Besides, he needs to see me. That’s the only way to convince him that I’m alive, and then everything will be back to normal, and you all can go back to your happy little family.”
My stomach dropped and I distinctly felt my heart tear in two. But that didn’t matter now. What mattered was Edward’s life, and I was slowly losing it the more time I spent standing here.
“Bella,” Alice whispered, “I am not leaving you to defend yourself against the Volturi. But you’re right, you are the only person that can do this, and it would do more harm than good if we all went.” She turned to everyone, explaining, “Edward thinks Bella is dead. He has decided that he can’t live with that and has turned to the Volturi to . . .” she trailed off, so I picked up for her.
“He’s going to ask them to–” I took a deep breath, “k-ki . . . get rid of him.” I winced as I said it.
They all gasped. Elizabeth looked like she was about to faint, Esme broke down into helpless, dry sobs, and Rosalie stood up looking outraged.
“This is all your fault!” She screamed at me. “He wouldn’t be in any danger if you hadn’t been so stupid! And now my brother thinks he has to play Romeo for you!” She broke down into Emmett’s arms.
I didn’t move. Didn’t say anything. She was right. This was all my fault. My voice faltered and cracked as I answered her, “I know, but I’m going to fix it.” It came out as a whisper.
Alice growled. “If I remember correctly, Rosalie, Bella didn’t even jump off the cliff, but you were the one that told him she was dead. We would never be in this position if you had just stuck to the agreement and not told him!”
Jasper stood up then, giving Rosalie no chance to retort. He wrapped his arms around Alice’s tiny waist, and I looked away.
I didn’t hear what he had whispered, but I did hear Alice’s reply. “I promise, Jazz. I’ll be fine. But we need to do this alone. Shh, I know what I’m doing, and I’ll do only that. We will come home.”
He didn’t say anything else, but then Alice was dragging me by the hand towards the door. I let her.
We ran out to the car and hopped inside. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He had actually gone through with his plans, leaving me with no choice but to chase after him. I had told myself time and time again that I would not go looking for him, but this was his life we were talking about.
Alice gunned the engine and floored it. I sat back, closing my eyes. I had forgotten how much I loved this car. We were in Carlisle’s Mercedes.
I suddenly thought of something. “Alice, can I use your phone?”
It had only been a couple of minutes, but we were already on the highway leading to Seattle.
She looked at curiously. “Sure, Bella.” she answered, handing me the phone.
I called Jacob. It rang and rang, but nobody answered. Good. I had been planning on that. It finally took me the answering machine.
“Jake, it’s Bella. Please take care of Charlie for me.”
I closed the phone and handed it back to Alice with a sigh.
She rolled her eyes reproachfully. “Bella, you know they would’ve watched out for him. None of them would let anything happen to Charlie.” I knew that of course, but Jacob would’ve been mad if he had found out that I had left the care of my father in the hands of the Cullens. Nope, he would not like that idea at all.
“Alice? He won’t know they’re there, right?” Charlie would be the next one to have a heart attack if he found all the Cullens plus one sitting in his living room when he got home.
“He’ll never know a thing, Bella. As long as that’s what you think is best.” I nodded.
And then we were at the airport. I shook my head at the speed at which we had traveled but decided not to over-think it.
I had a job to do and I would not fail.