chapter 6

Bella

I stepped off of the plane and looked around me. It was dark still, something I was relieved

about. Despite the fact that I was probably barely recognisable from my old form, I didn't want

anyone to see me, it would bring back old memories. Memories that I did not want

blackening my scruntinisingly organised mind. Although I had not seen it in over twenty-five

years, I knew that Forks looked exactly the same. I heard Charlie and Esme gasp in shock,

approving my unspoken theory.

"So where do we go from here, Jacob?" As a human, I had always expected my vampiric

voice to be sweet and tinkling like Alice's yet, as it rang throught the night like ice, I realised

that it was hard and low like a charming growl being emitted from my fiery throat.

Before answering, Jacob yawned and cracked his knuckles, an action and sound that made my stone

flesh retch. I realized that I despised the boy. This had nothing to do with his personality. The

long journey from Italy had given me time to arrange my tumultuous thoughts, something

that had let to forgiveness. However, as I pondered through my old and murky feelings, back when

I had been a stupid eighteen year-old girl, obsessed with a man who

had emotionally detached himself from her, I found that I hated Jacob because he was an

unchanged, living symbol of everything I wished to forget about my old life. My weaknesses.

Almost at the exact instant that Jacob had opened his mouth, a sleek black limousine

sporting shiny tinted windows skidded to a halt beside us. It was for our small group, that

was unmistakable. The airport was silent and desolate, something I found odd, even at

midnight, but of course, Forks had never been a tourist attraction.

The door opened and the prominent scent of other vampires drifted through the air

towards us. Charlie hissed, his deep red eyes fixated on the figures sliding out of the car.

This was only one scent that I truly recognized and did not feel hatred towards. Her long

blonde hair fell in a swift plait over her shoulder as she turned to look at me, to see me

again. I sucked in a breath of air and exhaled. My throat was burning, begging me to feed,

but I just wanted to see my old family again. To talk to them. To let them know that I no

longer needed to be 'protected' by murderers.

"Bella." The word was choked with what I realized were dry tears, but before I could

respond, her eyes had lifted the a figure behind me and Esme had ran to her, embracing her whilst

crying silently. Esme always had been the heart of the group, in our eyes. I heard Charlie

chuckle under his breath as he watched her, I bit my lip and wondered why he did so, repressing a smile.

Esme was muttering sweet nothings to her daughter to which Rosalie responded with a

tight, emotional hug that lifted her from the ground. Rosalie whispered her mother's name

with a cracked, shaky voice that barely resembled the soft shimmer that I remembered it to

be. Their greeting was broken apart by the almost painful groan of an explosion in the

distance. There were yells of anguish from a few miles away, coupled with screams of

terror. One of the Cullens from inside the car gave a tinkling whimper, "get in, they're

coming!"

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