Wow, it's a been a while since I updated. But I felt I should let you know I haven't abandoned this story. I will continue it, I just need some Inspiration. I now have it, but want to finish off some others before this one. It will be done ;)
Chapter Six
Mother Daughter Reunion
Right after Biology, the two Vampires hurried to the car. Edward had charmed the receptionist into letting him have the rest of the day off and Belle just feigned sickness. The receptionist had allowed both the Cullens and Bella the rest of the day off.
Bella and Edward walked casually into the car park. "I'll see you at our house. The rest of the family are running and I'm driving. Follow me." Edward told Bella, motioning to his silver Volvo.
"Nice. I ran here, so I don't have a car. Can I hitch a ride?" Bella said, looking down at her feet. She was running from James, but she couldn't tell the other Vampire that. What if he knew him?
"Sure. Hop in." Edward grinned, opening the door for Bella in the gentlemanly manner he still carried from his human days. "Thank you." Bella smiled as she slipped into the passenger seat.
Edward revved the engine and sped out of the car park, going well over the speed limit. Bella leaned back in her seat. She always felt so free when she went fast; it was the only thing she liked about travelling with James. When they moved, which was quite frequently, James would often drive fast.
"Are you alright or are you always this quiet?" Edward asked softly from his seat. Bella jumped slightly, having gotten lost in her thoughts and forgotten all about Edward. "I'm fine. I was just thinking. I tend to get lost in my mind often." Bella explained.
She was telling the truth; she often did get lost in her mind often as it was her only escape from James and his coven. Her escape from reality.
But now, she was finally free and never needed to go back. That is if James never found her.
Bella shivered lightly at the thought of James finding her again and his ruby red eyes raking over her figure, as if she were a mere possession of his. A prize toy that no-one else could touch.
"You're doing it again." Edward chuckled, his smooth voice as rich as honey as it washed over her. Bella looked up and smiled apologetically. "Sorry. I have a lot of thoughts in my mind. I'm always thinking about one thing or another."
"At least you keep your brain occupied." Edward replied, looking into Bella's equally topaz eyes. The two shared a small smile. "We're here." Edward announced suddenly. Bella turned and gasped.
A beautiful white mansion with one huge glass wall in the middle of the forest stood in front of her. Off to one side was a small garden, laden with beautiful flowers and small pond full of fish.
"Wow." She whispered in awe. "My mother figure, Esme, loves to garden and decorate. She's a great designer." Edward explained, his topaz eyes going soft at the thought of his mother.
"She has a real talent." Bella commented. There was a whoosh of air and Edward's entire family stood before them, lined up in their pairs.
"Thank you." A woman with caramel hair to mid back smiled at Bella. Obviously Esme. "It's nothing, Mrs Cullen, you're house is simply stunning." Bella replied, a warm smile on her face. Esme grinned happily. "I like her."
A tall Vampire who looked physically twenty five stepped forward with his hand extended. Bella shook it politely. "I'm Carlisle Cullen. I see you have already met my son, Edward. This is my wife, Esme." He began, gesturing to the woman who had spoken before, confirming Bella's thoughts that this was the mother figure Edward spoke so fondly off.
"My other son, Jasper, and his wife, Alice. Alice has the gift of visions and Jasper is an Empathic." Carlisle introduced, motioning to the other blonde boy and the black spiky haired girl who looked like a pixie. Bella shook their hands and felt their powers fill her.
"Pleasure." Bella smiled, nodding at the two. Alice threw herself at Bella and Bella stiffened. The only person to ever hug her properly had been her Grandfather. But he had died so long ago. "We're going to be great friends!" Alice chimed.
She released Bella and stepped back. "This is my son, Emmett and his wife, Rosalie." Carlisle concluded, motioning to the brunette son and the beautiful blonde woman.
Bella's dead heart lurched. Rosalie? As in Rosalie Hale? Realisation struck Bella and she dry heaved, clutching her stomach tightly.
The Cullens looked at her worriedly, Edward approaching her and placing a hand on her back. "Are you alright?" He asked kindly.
Bella straightened up, laughing somewhat manically. "Oh my god! I just realised everything. You know, I was wondering where I had heard the name Cullen." She rambled, shaking her head.
"Doctor Carlisle Cullen. When I was four years old you delivered the news that my mother was dead. I was devastated." Bella chuckled cynically.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Rosalie snapped, irritated at the strange Vampire's ramblings. "The same old, same old, Huh?" Bella growled at Rosalie. Her mother never changed.
"I'll repeat, what the hell are you talking about?" Rosalie growled dangerously. "Don't you remember, Rosalie Lillian Hale?" Bella yelled.
She stalked up to Rosalie and the whole family watched in shock and stunned silence. "You should. But then again, you never did pay attention to me. Maybe you're just doing it again. Feigning ignorance at who I am so that they don't abandon you!" Bella spat.
"I don't know you!" Rosalie returned, her temper rising more and more. "You should. Come on, surely you remember the child you ignored, shunned. Surely you remember your own daughter!" Bella hissed.
Rosalie froze stock still and her family's jaws dropped. "But of course, you're abandoning me yet again. Just like you did when I was a child." Bella ranted, beginning to pace, pulling at her hair.
"I was four and I found out my mother was dead! I mourned for so long, only Grandfather could pull me out of my depression! Grandmother went mad with grief. Grandfather was the only one I thought I had left. Then I find out you've been alive this whole time!"
Bella suddenly spun round, pausing her tirade. "Did you even think of me? Wonder how I was Mom?" She asked, looking very small and vulnerable as she stared sadly at Rosalie.
"I'm sorry, I really don't remember you." Bella froze.
Please Read and Review. Thanks to all of you who have stuck with this story. It may be a while until I update again, but I will. Next Chapter (possibly as not really planned): Bella tells her tale and Rosalie remembers