Chapter 14
BPOV Dream Sequence…
"Come on Bells. Pass the potatoes." I turned my head to see Emmett gesturing for the bowl that was coincidently placed in my hands. He looks different, older A few wrinkles crinkle at the corner of his eyes. Blue. They were a beautiful shade of baby blue. What was he doing here?
"Are you okay there Bella?" A voice asks and I turn my head, to see my parents? My dad in particular looking at me astonished. He looks different. Much older. A few strands of grey threatening to show at the temples of his head. My mother is beside him. She too, looks different. Her once mid waist blonde hair is now cropped into a bob at her shoulders. The blue eyes that so closely happened to resemble Emmett bored into mine. Why are they here? There dead, right? I hear a few more hushed tones. I look around to see that it was not just the four of us.
Confusedly, I looked around the table to see Jasper, Rosalie, Edward and Alice alongside them, along with three other unfamiliar faces. Their faces held conflicting emotions, and I studied them closely as to why their eyes were not the golden molts, I had grown accustomed to. Jasper and Rosalie's eyes are a brilliant blue that mirror Emmett and my mother's, Alice's a gentle grey and Edward; his eyes the shade of green grass. Beside him a beautiful blonde-haired woman with the eyes of violets, holds his hand soothingly, a little blonde haired girl with green eyes perched on his lap. My heart starts to thunder in my chest. Rosalie held a little brown haired boy, who smiled a dimpled toothy grin at me. Who was he and why was he here? I must have been staring too long, because Rosalie quirks an eyebrow at me. In fact, they are all looking at me as if I were crazy.
"Are you okay Bella? Why are you staring at Hayden like that?" she asks."Who's Hayden?" I asked, my nose wrinkling in confusion.
"Funny Bella. How can you not recognize your own nephew?" she mocks, but I shake my head.
"Nephew? What nephew?" I ask, and she laughs but stops suddenly when she sees the seriousness on my face.
"Emmett and mine's son. Your nephew." she says slowly."How is that possible? I'm not related to either of you." I question.
"Knock it off Bella; you're starting to scare me." Jasper says."Knock what off? I am serious. I can't have a nephew if I not related to either of them." I say, and I take a sip of his water to clear the lump that is building in my throat.
"Dad. I think something's wrong with her." he said to my father."Dad? Why are you calling him dad, he's not your father." I ask, and everyone turns to look at me.
"How could you say such a thing? Apologize to your brother." my mom glares at me.
"Brother? My brothers are dead." I answer, and I hear gasps around the table.
"Stop with this nonsense, and I mean it." My father stands up.
"No, In fact you're dead. You and mom, died when I was five in a car accident. You died with my brothers. You can't be here." I said, looking around the table.
"Emmett and Jasper have been your brothers for as long as you have been on this planet for seventeen years." my mother says frightened. Hell, I think I'm beginning to scare myself. My family was dead. I didn't know what kind of sick joke, this was but it wasn't amusing anymore.
"Bella, whatever you are doing, it isn't funny anymore." Alice harshly says.
"I'm not doing anything. Who are you anyway" I quickly ask, at the woman beside Edward.
"You know my wife Karen, and our daughter Lizzy. In fact my mother was named for her." Edward answers. What! Wife? I thought he loved me and he has a kid.
"Wife? Daughter? But Esme is your mother." I shake my head. I don't believe it.
"Esme? Who is Esme? Elizabeth Masen is my mother." he responds.
"No, Esme and Carlisle Cullen are your parents." I glare. "And I though you said you loved me. How could you get married?" I asked, and he looked at me as if I had grown three heads.
"What. I don't love you like that. Karen and I have been married for over 5 years. I would never cheat on her." He says in disbelief. Tears are beginning to well in my eyes.
"In the meadow. You said, you...you loved me." I whispered, a few tears falling from my eyes.
"You're starting to scare me. You're delusional." he says.
"Delusional?" I holler, pounding my hands on the table. I knock over the glass vase, causing it to shatter to the ground.
"Calm down Bella." Jasper says standing up.
"You calm down. I'm delusional. You're the delusional one. You people are sick. Impersonating my dead family. My brothers and parents are dead. They are dead! I don't even know why I am here. I live with the Cullens." I scream. I must be dreaming. This had to be a nightmare right. I don't realize I'm clutching a wine glass, so hard that it nearly shatters in my grasp.
"Put the glass down Bella. It's okay. What you're saying is fictional. It was all a bad dream. Come back with us to reality." Jasper says slowly walking towards me, his hands raised.
"No it's not. My reality is with them. You are not real!" I scream, and I throw the glass at his head. It shatters into a million of pieces as it breaks against his head. What really surprises me is the fact that part of Jasper's face is missing. I nearly fall back into my chair."Ouch Bella. That really hurts. That wasn't nice/" he says, in an unfamiliar voice. It's deeper, huskier, almost taunting. He takes a step forward.
"Stay away from me." I scream, taking a few steps back.
"But we're your family." he grins, and I look at the others. They all look different. Dirty, Grimy. Their clothes are tattered, dried blood plastered to their faces. I cover my mouth with my hand.
"You want us dead Bella. Well here you go. Happy now?" Edward says, standing up. His eyes are completely blood red, not one speck of white in his eyes. A huge gash was at the temple of his head. He looked pale, an eerie grin plastered across his face. He reached out a hand at me, and I almost felt myself tempted to grab it but quickly stopped. He wasn't my Edward, it was someone else. I take another step backwards towards the door as they all get up and take a step towards me.
"No! Stay away. You all stay away from me." I screamed, and I wrenched open the door. It was nearly pitch black outside, but I didn't care. I just wanted to get away from them.
As I ran out the door. I heard Edward scream.
"You can't deny what's in front of you. You've seen it. I've seen it. You can't run away from it forever." His voice echoed behind me, as I continued to run.
JPOV
"So what's the prognosis?" I asked Carlisle, after I looked down at the photo Edward had just given me.
"That's the thing. Surprisingly she suffered no substantial injuries. She's just asleep." Carlisle answered.
"She's asleep, that's it?" I asked confusedly. "How is that even possible? Alice told me the car was totaled." I wondered. It was bad enough I had to deal with building emotions of my siblings, but trying to maintain my own sanity was even harder.
I had always been the quiet one, even when Bella was born. Emmett was the loud, rambunctious, I was the shy timid one, and then there was Bella. I like to thinks she inherited traits from the both of us. At first glance, she was very shy and quiet like me, but once she warms up to you, she became the life of the party.
Emmett would bond with her over the more playful things, while she would come to me to read or just sit. One of my fondest memories of Bella since my change was of Bella and I when she was three.
Flashback….. Mid-year 1995...
"Jazzy?" A timid voice asked. I looked up from my reading to see Bella standing beside my chair a book clutched tightly to her chest.
"Yes Bella?" I asked, dog-earing my page before closing it.
"Can you read to me?" she asked, and I smiled down at her. She was still learning how to read, and knew a few words, but she still liked to hear others read to her.
"Sure. I would love to. I figured Emmett was off with Rose somewhere, since it was silent and his room was right next door to Bella's. Just because she was, only three years old didn't mean she wasn't smart enough to know that when you saw Rose and Emmett enter a room, it was better to leave the vicinity.
I pulled her up onto my lap, and saw that she had chosen Corduroy. It was one of her favorite books, and I often read it to her. Anyone else would be annoyed, constantly reading the same thing repeatedly, but I would suffer through anything just to see my baby sister smile.
"I would love to." I smiled, and pulled her onto my lap. I read it to her, and looked down to see that she had fallen asleep against my chest. I had just laid her down on the couch when Emmett and Rosalie decided to make an appearance, the two of them with sheepish grins upon their faces.
"Have fun?" I smirked, looking at the dishelmed state of the two of them.
"Shut up." Emmett huffed, as he walked her to the door.
…..
If I wanted to remember anything before the change, it was that moment, well, including Alice. I have to admit, when I first woke up from my change my mind was constantly on blood. Human blood. Even to say that 12 years later that I still struggle, would be an understatement. I won't lie. Animal blood wasn't that bad, but it wasn't my cup of tea either. Human blood, would always taste better, I would always want it. It wasn't me. My record wasn't clean, but I didn't want to take away innocent lives, no matter what crimes they may have committed.
I often fought that battle with myself. Even more so than Edward. To never let the monster within me take control, and put my urges aside.
We had been changed for about a year and half when the memories started hitting me. The most of agonizing burning pain, the second of Alice. Nevertheless, the others included a little brown haired girl and me. I had memories of her and me reading together, and eating lunch. I had asked Emmett if he had any recollection of her, but he claimed that he was just confused as I was. Apparently, he had been having the same brief flashes of the same little girl. When we asked the others, they had all nodded their heads. All I could feel was bewilderment, through all of us, being that we all feigned it as ignorance. When the flashes became more rapidly, we all had no choice and decided to go see Carlisle, and ask him about our concerns.….
"Carlisle? We have some questions we would like to ask you." I started.
"Well, I …well we've been having some strange things happening to us." I started, not sure, how I was going to say it.
"What kind of strange things?" He said, sitting beside Esme.
"Remember you told us, that after we change we lose our memories, but the strongest ones we keep?" he nodded his head, so I continued.
"Lately we all have been having memories of a little brown haired girl." I said, and I watch the surprise ease onto both of their faces.
"It's strange really. A large part of me, feels like I know her, that I can't forget her, but I don't know anything about her at all. Does that make sense?" I wondered and he nodded his head.
"We were wondering when you were going to ask about her." Esme smiled sadly.
"She? What about her? You mean she's real?" Edward wondered.
"Yes. Her name is Bella." she said.
"That's such a beautiful name. Literally." Alice smiled.
"Is it. As you know that Emmett and Jasper are siblings." I nodded my head and looked over at Em. "As are Edward and Alice, and Rosalie as their cousin." she continued.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Emmett questioned."Let her finish." Edward huffed. I read his emotions. He felt confused, and I what I believe as awe for the little girl.
"She's Emmett and Jasper's six year old sister." Carlisle stated.
"We have a sister?" Emmett gasped in disbelief. I bet my face mirrored his.
"A sister?" I whispered. I felt Alice grab my hand, her eyes slightly glazed over, as is she were going to cry.
"Remember I told you about the accident, that you were all in." Carlisle asked.
"Yes the one that killed our parents. It was the reason you changed us." Emmett said.
"Well your sister was in that accident." He said his mouth in a hard line.
"Is...Is she dead?" I questioned wondering, why all of a sudden I felt a pang in my chest. Just because my heart didn't beat didn't mean I couldn't feel the pain that was starting to spread through my chest.
"No she isn't. She was the only one who survived the accident without any major injuries. Last time I checked, she was in perfect care." He said, and I could feel the relief in the room.
"So where is she?" Emmett wondered a little agitated. "Why isn't she here with us?"
"It wouldn't be safe." Esme added.
"Forget safe! The only remainder of our life is out there." Emmett huffed. Rose grabbed his hand.
"She's right. We still struggle to this day with our bloodlust. It's not safe for her and you know it." she said.
"You're right. I'm sorry Esme. It's not everyday that you hear that you have a sister, right Jas?" I nodded my head.
"I know dear, there's no need to apologize. Most of your memories have faded, but the stronger ones, keep close to your heart. They might hit you like a ton of bricks, but they're totally worth it. In fact I have something for you all." She said getting up. Esme soon returned with a large box, and settled it before us. Its contents included numerous photos, each of all of us and our families. We all grabbed some, relishing in the beauty of our forgotten memory of that day. One photo caught my eye in particular. It was of Emmett, Bella and I. The two of us on either side of us. She looked to be about three years old.
"Hey Em, come take a look at this." I gestured, as he came to stand beside me. It was definitely of us. It was hard not to see that she was a perfect combination of the two of us. She had Emmett's hair coloring and dimples, but my nose and freckles. It was still strange to think that we had a sister.
"It's odd isn't it?" I said, and Emmett just shook his head.
"It's just so much to comprehend." he shrugged. We turned back to others to see them all in awe of the photos they held, each a small fragment of our life beforehand. There even was a group shot of the six of us, Bella perched on Edward's shoulders. I didn't have to feel people's emotions to know how we all felt. It was all over our faces.
"Hey Carlisle?" I asked my voice slightly cracking.
"Yes son?" he answered.
"Do you think we'll ever see her again?" I asked, and he looked deep in thought for a few minutes.
"Honestly, I don't know." he said, and my face fell a bit.
"Do you think she'll remember us?" I wondered.
"I'm afraid I don't have an answer for that either. But son, if you keep her in your heart, whether she remembers you are not, you'll find your way to each other. Because contrary to belief, she's out there somewhere thinking about you, whether consciously or not, and that makes one hell of a difference." he grinned, and I felt a smile spread across my face.
….
It took about eleven years for us to find her, and I knew we were ready. Since that day, the memories would just hit us at random moments. I would find myself staggering and gasping for unnecessary breaths of air, knowing that I was missing essential moments of my sister's life. I may had not been loud or as boisterous as my brother when it came to find her, a part of me knew it would work out for the best, as Alice would tell me. Now that we were back in her life, I often wondered if we made the right choice by coming to Forks. When Alice had gotten that vision of her coming, to Washington. I was beyond ecstatic. Now I didn't know what to feel.
"Can we see her?" Edward asked, and Carlisle nodded his head.
"Yeah, she's probably settled into a room by now." He said, and we all followed behind him. After getting Bella's room number, we all stood outside her door hesitant to enter. But we had to face reality. Whether we liked it or not, she now knew and we had to deal with it.
BPOV
I continued to run, and suddenly I found myself in the meadow. How did I end up in the woods that quickly? I continued walking, just glad to be away from them. How dare they try and act like my dead family. I kept walking, when I heard a haggard voice.
"Isabella?" I turned my head, at the use of my formal name into the eyes of Grandma Swan. Although the last time I seen her before her death she looked the same. She had only kept me for about a year, but it was one of the best years of my life. She loved me more than her own life itself. I watched, as she walked in my direction. She looked a little younger, but her features remained the same. Warm brown eyes, a button nose, her long gray locks in her signature French twist, with a few tendrils falling down the sides of her face. She was dressed in a long white lace gown, and small smile spread across her face. She never looked more beautiful.
"Gram?" I whispered, tears beginning to swell in my eyes.
"My sweet girl." she smiled, before opening her arms. I eagerly ran into them, careful of her small frame.
"It's okay darlin, you can hold on a little tighter. I'm stronger than I've ever been. The big guy keeps care of me." she grinned, and I grabbed her closer, sobs racking through my body.
"I miss you so much. I feel so lost. I don't know what to believe anymore." I cried, as she rubbed my back soothingly.
"I miss you too, but don't you realize I've always been there." she cooed.
"Really?" she nodded her head."Now listen Bella. I want to ask you a question." she said, and I nodded into her chest.
"Do you believe that anything can exist in this world, and that everything happens for a reason?" she asked me, and I looked at her in confusion.
"What does that mean?" I wondered.
"Bella my dear. Do you believe that other things can inhabit this world?" she rephrased.
"You mean non-human?" I asked.
"Sort of, but keep that in mind. What am I?" she gestured to her self.
"My grandma?""Besides that." she smiled.
"Well you're dead, and if I'm taking the faith route here I would say that you're an angel." I answered and she smiled.
"Bingo. Now think, if angels could exist, that there might be other mythical beings." she said vaguely.
"Wait…What does that have to do with anything. I'm so confused and you're not making any sense here." I grumbled, and she laughed."
"I swear you get your stubbornness from your grandfather. But answer me this…" she paused.
"Why is it so hard to believe that Jasper and Emmett might just be your brothers?" she asked.
"Not you too Gram. What kind of sick joke is this? Can we stop playing "The let's torture Bella until there's nothing left" game? I don't know if I can take anymore of this." I breathed, as sobs racked my body once more.
"Bella, calm down. Life's a game. The choices you make either help you win or lose if you let it." she smiled, rubbing a few strands away from my face.
"I feel like I'm losing my mind." I said, rubbing my eyes.
"Aren't we all? Now listen babe, just follow your heart. Nothing is as it seems. Remember there's always a silver lining to every cloud." she smiled, standing up taking a few steps back.
"Even the rainy ones." she grinned, as she began to disappear.
"I love you Gram." I smiled, looking at her.
"Love you too my sweet girl." she smiled before fading into the sunshine.
…..
EMPOV
Waiting is such a tedious task. We had only been sitting here for the past thirty minutes and I was beginning to lose my mind.
"Will you relax?" Jasper sighed. "You're making me nervous." he said, looking at the sleeping form of Bella. It was way past visiting hours, but luckily, Carlisle was able to help us bypass that rule. She looked so peaceful. Even in sleep, it amazed me that Carlisle's theory may have been right. Her truck was totaled, yet she had came out virtually unscathed. From the faint light in the room, you could see the light glow from her skin. She was stronger than we thought, and I meant that literally and figuratively. Basically, all we had to do was wait for her to wake up. You would think that she would have awakened by now from my loud voice, Alice's constant blabbering, and Edward's paces across the floor, but no. She was out like a light.
It amazed me to see how far we had all come. We all still struggled with our own issues, but we had made our progress. The most coming from Edward. He had changed for the better. I watched for years as he roamed his existence in solitude, often bypassing any of our affections. I knew he loved Bella. A part of me wanted to pummel him for pursing my sister, but the other half said that he deserved this. For someone to love him and him to love someone. Between the five of us, Jasper and Edward had the most memories of Bella. I should be angry, that my own best friend has more memories of my baby sister than I did, but I wasn't. I just couldn't blame him. When he would retell us the memory or her he had, I could see the light in his eyes. He was constantly in awe of the little girl who had taken a hold of our lives. Edward wasn't in a dark place anymore, and somehow Bella became his light. I should be happy, but apart of me feared for him when she woke up. She would have questions. We didn't know if she would laugh and smile or run away screaming. Bella and Edward had made so much progress and to see him look so broken as he watched the love of his existence sleep, I felt my heart ache for him. What if she didn't accept us for who we are? What if she denies Edward, since he technically lied to her. I guess we had to wait and find out. But if she did decide that he wasn't worth it, I honestly didn't know if he would ever recover.
BPOV
After I watched my Gram leave. I laid down in the meadow and closed my eyes. Her words leaving a deep impression on me. Could there be more to our existence on earth. That if angels could exist, that maybe other mythical beings did to. I was starting to freak myself out a bit. I opened my eyes, to see that I wasn't in the meadow anymore. I was in a light orchid colored room, lying comfortably on a twin-sized bed. How did I get here? I wondered as I eased myself off the bed. I could hear soft music coming from the other side of the door, and wondered to myself why it sounded so familiar. I eased myself to the door and quietly opened it. I peered out my head to the side to see my father sitting in a chair by the fireplace strumming along on a yellow hardwood guitar. He played with the strings for a few minutes, until he relayed playing again. That's when he began singing, what I automatically knew was our song.
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Lord knows I had many hours of darkness invading my life, where I would often cry myself to sleep. I tried to avoid reality, but it seemed it was trying to catch up with me. I had the biggest clue and it was right in front of me. Whether I wanted to believe it or not. Emmett and Jasper were connected to me in some strange way, in fact the same for Edward, Alice and Rosalie.
Let it be, let it beLet it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the brokenhearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it beLet it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
Well I sure wasn't solving anything, by staying in dreamland. I had questions and wanted answers. There was no way I could accomplish that here.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom,let it be
Yeah, let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
I hadn't realized, I had been crying and whispering the words alongside my father, as he strummed out the final few notes. He settled his guitar down, and opened his arms up to me. I walked over to him and laid my head against his chest.
"What do I do?" I whispered, as he rocked me back and forth.
"As the Fab 4 said, let it be. Even you said that, avoiding what was in front of you wasn't solving anything. You need to admit to yourself, that fiction may indeed be fact." He grinned his mustache, wiggling as he smiled at me.
"Why can't I just go with you and mom, where everything seems to make sense?" I pouted, Sometimes I thought that things would be so much easier if I were dead.
"Baby girl, you were never meant to be back with your mother and I. You have a purpose here, and Jasper and Emmett need you, they all need you. Its about time you realize that." he smiled sadly, as he picked up hightail once more.
"Its time?" I asked, and he nodded his head.
"Time to face your fears, and ask questions. Just know that everything works out for the best. I love you Bells." he smiled, as he began strumming out the notes to Let it Be once more.
"Love you too daddy." I grinned, as I waved at him, taking a few steps back.
"Oh Bella?" he called, and I looked at him.
"Yeah?" I responded.
"Good luck and wake up!" he grinned, and suddenly I wasn't looking into the warm chocolate eyes that mirrored mine, but those of molten gold that belonged to my Edward.
EPOV
How does it feel to know that everything you worked so hard for could be taken away from you in mere seconds? Horrible that's what. That had seem to be the statement that continued to rule over my 'life' every single day. Even suffering minor to no injuries, it killed me to see Bella lying in this hospital bed. Although she looked peaceful, I knew her mind was processing everything. I looked down at her beautiful face, to see her eyes moving beneath her lids. There was nothing more than I wished to see what went on in that pretty little head of hers.
"She's dreaming." I whispered, stroking a few strands from her face.
"No nightmares, I hope." Esme sadly smiled, and the others nodded their head.
"She's processing things alright, look at her face." Emmett said, pointing down at her face, where she had a small pucker between her eyebrows that only came when she was thinking too hard. I gently smoothed it out with my finger and she relaxed instantly. The joy of waiting. We waited over 11 years just to see her, and now is the moment we get really impatient, well except Alice who was trying her hardest to block me by reciting the U.S Constitution in German.
"Alice, why are you blocking me?" I asked her, and I saw panic flicker in her eyes, where she accidentally let it slip a part of her vision. It was of Bella waking up.
"Really, when?" I asked her, ecstatic that I would be able to see her warm brown eyes.
"Twenty minutes." She mumbled, looking at her fingers.
"And how long have you known?" I asked her, and she shifted in her seat.
"For about an hour and half." she rumbled, and I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration. "Alice." I sighed, and we stared at one another for a few minutes.
"Hello! I hate it when you two have one of your freaky conversations. Freaky twins, there are other people here, you know. You could at least tell us what's going on." Emmett huffed.
"Fine, Bella's waking up in about 18 minutes. Now I would like to have a talk with a certain sister of mine." I answered, as Alice quietly followed behind me. Jasper looked at me cautiously but I just shook my head. She followed me as we both headed to the hospital's garden in the morning it was beautiful, but at night, it was a sight to behold. We sat down on one of the benches and sat in silence for a couple of minutes.
"How is she going to react when she wakes up?" I asked her. What I really wanted to ask was whether or not she would be mad at me.
"That I don't know. Remember my visions are based off the decisions people make. She doesn't know what to feel yet, but personally, if I were in her position I would be angry.
"Angry? Why angry?" I asked confused.
"How would you feel knowing that you've been lied to all your life? Denied every opportunity. Bella has been to hell and back, she trusts us and we lied to her and don't forget that hey 'We're vampires' aspect either. Sorry Edward, I don't know what kind of preconceived notion you have that Bella's going to be all happy when she wakes up, you have another thing coming. That's why I didn't tell you guys sooner. A part of her doesn't want to believe that Emmett and Jasper are her brothers yet alone that they're still alive, if they supposedly died over 12 years ago." she replied, and I nodded my head. She was right.
"You're right Al. I wouldn't blame her for being angry with us. I'm just scared you know. I don't know what I would do without her." I replied.
"We're all scared too, but it's a little easier now. Remember when you told us about the accident?" I nodded my head.
"I had never been more terrified for her, but if she made it through that she will make it through this." she smiled, patting my leg as she got up.
"You coming?" she asked, and I shook my head.
"I'll be there in a few. I need a few minutes to think." I replied, as she walked off. She had to bring up that dreaded day. Of all of us, I was the only one who had memory of that day, and it just killed me to retell it once more, but I knew I had to tell Bella what happened that. I had a few minutes left before she awoke and decided to head back to her room.
BPOV
Why was I so cold? I shivered, a bit and opened my eyes to see where the source of the cold was coming from. I looked over to see a flash of bronze colored hair and golden eyes staring up at me.
"Bella." he whispered.
"Edward." I croaked, looked past them to see all of them beside me with weary looks upon their faces. That's when it all came back to me. I had questions and I wanted answers.
Carlisle and Esme stepped forward to say something, but I raised my hand to stop them.
"Look," I croaked. "I know you're hiding something from me, so I suggest you tell me now. I saw that picture, and there's no way you could look the same as you did twelve years ago." I breathed.
"Bella," Jasper said.
"No. All I know is that I'm somewhat connected to you all more than I thought I was. I'm battling right now between being pissed off, curious, and somewhat hopeful. And trust you really want to hope it's the last two." I huffed. The all looked at each other, and I sighed.
"Someone say something." I pushed, and Edward stepped forward.
"What do you want me to start?" He asked, standing beside my bed.
"How about the beginning."
EPOV
"How about the beginning?" she asked, and I nodded my head.
"Before I start, I want you to keep an open mind with me, okay. Please don't ask any questions, until I'm finished, alright." she nodded her head.
"Just don't B.S me okay. I don't think I could handle anymore of that." she pleaded, her eyes full of worry.
"Okay. As you were involved in the accident, you were only five years old. Jasper, Alice, and I were 18 at the time, and Emmett and Rosalie were twenty. Alice and I were twins, and Rose was our cousin. Our parents were Elizabeth and Edward Masen Sr. Despite your belief Emmett and Jasper are your brothers." I started, and she opened her mouth to speak, but I stopped her.
"Until I finish okay? It'll all make sense okay." she nodded her head. "Your parents and us were all on our way back from three days of camping on the main road."
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Flashback…..
"Come on Eddie, it's your turn." Emmett cackled like a hyena. We were playing I spy for the past hour and a half now, despite it being nearly twilight and he was running us all crazy. We were returning from our camping trip, and we were all squeezed into the van. Chief was driving, Renee in the passenger seat. In the second row, I sat by the passenger side window, Bella to the left of me with Jasper and Alice. Emmett and Rose were in the back with our bags. We were all pretty tired, deciding to leave later that day, since it was so hot. We were all on the brink of exhaustion, except Emmett who was beginning to give me a headache and Bella, who was singing along with the cassette tape that belonged to that dreaded purple dinosaur. She was all smiles. Her ruffled curly locks into pigtails at the side of her face. She didn't seem to mind, considering she had slept through the first half of the ride.
"I love you, you love me." Emmett sang along.
"Shut it Emmett. I'm trying to sleep." Rose grumbled her eyes slightly drooping as she laid her head on his shoulder.
"About time. " Jasper grumbled, his own head rolling back against the headrest.
"Easy kids. We'll be home in no time." Chief smiled, as he grabbed Renee's hand.
I was just beginning to doze off, when I heard Charlie's voice.
"What is that? Ah!" He screamed, as the car swerved. I opened my eyes to see that a tall figure was in the middle of the road, and that Charlie had swerved. This caused us to flip over. My first thought was saving Bella, but I barely had a chance to, as our screams filled the car. Flip, after flip. I believed we rolled over at least nine times before we stopped. The car was flipped upside down and I was in so much pain. I felt the glass embed in to my skin, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I couldn't help the moans that fell from my mouth as I tried to see if I could help Bella. Using my hand or what I thought was my hand and patted around to see if I could feel the lining of her car seat or anything but no. I couldn't find her. I knew I should have looking, but I was in so much pain. I tried to look around, but didn't have the strength to move. I saw Renee's lifeless hand, dangling against the console, almost as if she were thinking the same thing as I was. I knew Chief was dead, as his head dangled at an odd angle. The moans were getting louder.
"Alice….Jasper?" I coughed, tasting the blood that was beginning to pool in my mouth. I was so tired. The most I could see of Emmett and Rose was her blonde hair that was drenched in blood. I could smell the gasoline, and knew that we had a limited amount of time, but I couldn't make myself move. I was so cold, and I felt my eyelids slowly beginning to droop.
"So this is what it was like to die." I thought.
"Help was going to come. I just know it." I whispered, trying to convince myself. No one was on the road, who knew how long it might have taken for someone to come rescue us. I wanted to find you, to see if you were okay but I couldn't. I felt so disconnected from my body at that moment. Until then, I had just wanted to take a nap. A small nap to pass the time. I was almost in the brink of darkness when I heard a little girl's cry off in the distance, and somewhere in my heart, I knew it was you. You were crying, but you were alright. At that point I couldn't really control myself, and I started crying, call me a girl if you must. I was just so happy you were okay. My eyes were slowly drifting close, and the pain was lessening from body when I smelled it. A soft sweet scent and I felt the car being turned over. We were saved. I didn't understand what really happened net, but I felt myself being lifted. It was the sweet scent again. I tried opening my eyes to see who are what was picking me up, but I didn't have the energy. The pain in my body was slowly easing when I felt it. Pain. Pain so hot and excruciating that I believed people in hell had it better than I did. I was in flames, and I honestly did believe that I had gone to hell. It felt like each second the flame only got worse. The only thing that showed me that I wasn't dead was that, my heart was beating a mile a minute in my chest. I didn't even know that it could beat that fast. I could hear screams around me, but more so mine over the others. It felt like years, but slowly the flames slowly began to dissipate, the only burning coming from my heart that continued to pound in my chest, until it just stopped. At that point, I knew I was dead, but was surprised to see that I was still aware of my surroundings and could hear everything in perfect clarity. I could hear screams around me as if they were right by my ear, and wondered where it was all coming from. I opened my eyes, and almost wanted to close them at the sight. Who knew how many colors made up light. I saw everything, from the slight glimmer of light in the air to the dust particles that gently fell. I was so thirsty, and wanted a glass of water. I felt disoriented. How did I get here? Why couldn't I feel my heart beating? Hell, I couldn't even remember my name at the point. I heard the door creak open, and soon found myself crouching in the corner, my eyes shooting daggers as A tall blonde haired man approached me.
"Calm down Edward, it's okay. My name is Carlisle. I know you're confused, but everything will be alright." he told me. He had waited to the others had finally changed, and that was when he told me what we were. What I had become, what the others had become. We were one of the most feared creatures out there, and we had a hunger so strong, that I feared myself. The search for human blood, blood, and more blood. Getting it when we wanted no matter the consequence or whoever suffered. I didn't even want to look in the mirror at myself. When I did, I nearly regretted my decision. Everything about me had changed, and there was no Edward Masen anymore. I was Edward Cullen. Pale, cold, lost, and a vampire.
…..
"You find it so hard to believe that Emmett and Jasper are your brothers but they are. That day we all died, but we also got a second chance at life. I know you have questions, and I know you're probably angry but….." I trailed off, as Bella gaped at me wiping a few tears from her eyes, before breaking into a fit of laughter. We all looked at her like she was crazy."You have to be kidding me?" she laughed, but stopped when she saw our emotionless faces.
"You're serious?" she whispered, and I nodded my head. She flopped against the hospital bed. She stared into space for a few minutes and I was beginning to get a little worried.
"I…I live in a house full of vampires." she said in a dazed voice.
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