The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: Parking Lot
Pen Name: Deonne
Pairing/Main Character(s): Bella/Emmett
Rating: M

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Romance.

Word count his chapter: 2780.

Beta'ed by Kim Rathbone and AELGP

This is a multi-chaptered story. Some themes may offend readers and I wish to make it perfectly clear that while I am not condoning some themes used in the story, it is just that; a story.

I do not own Twilight or any of the rights to said franchise. I am just a humbled mother who loves the characters and enjoys writing stories using the characters. All rights and privileges to these character belong to S.M and I for one am completely fine with just letting my imagination get away from me using her mad skills as a writer.

Bella POV

As I drove into the lot I realized something… this was my one and only shot at being normal –of feeling normal, and of being the teen I was meant to be –not the sick girl who was stuck in a hospital bed until my time was up. I was going to take this for everything it was and not –sit back and just let things be over for me. That time had been and gone, and now it was time to finally realize that I wasn't just the sick little girl.

Arguments had been done, tears shed and hearts broken so many times that I had come to the decision that I wouldn't do it anymore. The battles weren't the hard part, hell when it all comes down to it; the battles were the easiest part of dying. No the hardest part was coming to terms with it.

No children in my future; that was taken when I was little. The first bout of chemo had taken that from me. At the time I was fine with it. I was only 10 and kids weren't something I'd thought of. Kids scared me; and to be honest… they still do. I've watched so many leave, their families breaking down before my eyes. Strong fathers becoming weak in their children's arms; mothers who could fight the world lose to something that they can't touch. I didn't want to do that to any kids in the future. So back then I thought nothing of it.

School was a luxury that I had only just fought to get back. After being home schooled in fear that something in the big city would trigger a relapse; my once flighty mother had hit the earth with a shuttering bang. From the age of 8 when we left the small town of Forks nestled in the Olympic Peninsula of Washington –until 2 weeks ago I was taught by either a neighbor, my mother or a teacher from the local high school that would volunteer their time to teach the sick kid.

College was out; plain and simple. I wasn't going to be here that long; and what time I had left I wanted to enjoy. You know the saying "its quality not quantity"; well that's what I want. I'd rather be happy and in the loving arms of my family for a short amount of time I have left than the smell of hospital rooms with wires and needles hooked up to me while I battled every part of my body to take one more breath.

Different treatments; yep those options were so limited and with such crappy numbers that I just didn't want to have that fear. I didn't want to have that hope really. I didn't want to dream of a "what if". A "what if" meant possible pain beyond just mine. At least with me accepting my fate we could enjoy what time there is together. Surgery meant a 75/25 split… not in my favor. Call me selfish but my parents accepted my choice and weren't going to go against my wishes. Sure we still had a little time for me to change my mind, and trust me in a small part of my mind that little bubble was shining bright. But I was here for only a short time. I knew this, I accepted this and I've made my plans.

Had I thought of taking my own life when it got too hard? Sure. Hell this isn't my first time on the wheel of chance. I beat it last time –barely. I'd thought of taking my life when it got too hard –A couple extra tablets at med time, maybe a line up the arm with a sharp object. You want to know how long that train of thought lasted… not even 5 seconds. I wouldn't cut short my time with those I loved that way. Yes I know the irony of not taking my life and the fact that I won't do the surgery because of the amount of time I have left

This is where it has gotten me. I Isabella Marie Swan; am now sitting in my big rusted, smelling like an old man, probably older than my parents themselves truck; in the parking lot of my new high school. The smile on my face was large I knew this. My hands were shaking and for once it wasn't because of my medications. I probably look like a loon but I didn't care. It was my first chance of being normal and I was going to be just another student.

Well as normal as someone with brain cancer could be in this situation. Boundaries had been set; and in spades. I was not allowed to do sports, I was to miss third period and make my way towards the nurses' station to rest. My classes were lined up with teachers who had been briefed about my condition and I was sure I'd be watched like a lion stalking its prey. My lunch period I was to sit with my cousin unless I was unwell and then my small white ass was to make a special appearance to the nurses' station where they now had my father's work mobile and home number on speed dial.

If I was to get hurt in any way I was out so fast that my head would still be spinning as they put the needle in my hand.

My one demand, my one thing I wanted while I walked those halls… was that unless they were in their mid-twenties or older no-one was to know. My cousin who was a senior would know of course; but anyone else was not to be told. I didn't want to be the sick girl who everyone pitied. The spun glass was not going to be wrapped up in cotton wool. I was sick, yes. I was dying, yes. But I wasn't there yet. If things got too bad then yes I will willingly take the needle, the monitors that beep constantly, the wires that would be stuck to my chest and everywhere else they could stick one on me.

The sudden knock on my window made me jump and laugh as I saw my cousin Tanya pop her head up to look in. the worry I saw in her eyes gone within seconds of hearing my laugh.

Tanya was my voice of reason when I fought to live my life out this way. She understood to an extent. Her visits down to Phoenix during the summers and mine here during the holidays and when I was well enough for surprise visits had made all the difference. We'd become the closest of friends and she was my sister more than my cousin. She was beautiful, her mother's Spanish flavor accentuated with the same flare and heart that the woman who gave birth to her has. We may not be blood but she was without a doubt my biggest supporter and I knew what it had cost her to side with me on this last battle.

"You going to sit in that cab all day or you waiting for an escort?" she asked rolling her eyes but the biggest smile plastered all over her face. Her tall frame was curve after curve of every man's wet dream. She was dressed in extremely tight –possibly painted on black skinny jeans and the two layered top of red and blue brought out everything that I once craved to have. Her strawberry blond hair pulled tight on her head. The woman turned heads wherever she went. It was fun to watch… really since she didn't give a damn about what people thought.

"Well, my escort turned up didn't she so I guess I have to get out. Though I think it might be best if you moved. Dad didn't want to trust anything other than a German Tank to take me around the small town." I smiled before watching her stepping back as I climbed out. "Is it always this quiet?" I stage whispered as I looked around. Sure the little whispers could be heard, but you could probably hear if someone was getting their rocks off in the janitor's closet –If you listened hard enough.

Gently she tugged my arm through hers as we made our way towards the front of the lot. There stood a group of people who without a doubt belonged on the cover of any magazine. Did every school have groups like this or was it just the small towns that were hidden away from the over populated cities? I counted them 12 model worthy and practically drool worthy people stood around a small cluster of cars and bikes. These were Tanya's people.

Emmett POV

We watched and cringed as the old Chevy truck made its nosey way towards the spot some 10 cars down. Garrett had to practically hold Tanya still, though none of us knew why; hell none of us knew that a new kid was starting here. How had they kept that a secret I would never know; more importantly how the hell didn't Alice know what was going on?

"Did someone have sugar on their cereal this morning? Seriously Tanya you're worse that Alice today." Rose giggled as she watched Garrett try to restrain his girlfriend from taking off in the direction of the big red truck.

I understood why though; watching Tanya Denali bounce like one of those handbag pups was funny as shit. The usually ice princess of Forks High School was showing emotion and we didn't know how or why. Not that it was a bad thing; hell it was perfect… if it was a full moon tonight. Crazy shit always happens on the day of a full moon.

"Why aren't they getting out already? Are they worried about making an idiot of themselves? Cause if so, they're doing a fantastic job just sitting there." Emily whispered before retreating behind Sam's back from Tanya's glare. That was something no-one wanted to be on the back end of. Hell even Sam wouldn't mess with that look.

"Come on Tanya, you have to admit whoever it is; is either spacing out or their worried about something. They've been sitting in that cab for nearly 10 minutes now. The whole school is watching." Sam threw in, taking the attention from his girl and on to him. More power to him I say; Tanya's bite was far worse than her bark.

"Garrett, let go." She whispered softly to the one person that had some control over her emotions. Though I think it was more that he knew when to pick his battles and this it seemed was not one of them. What none of us realized was that she was going to walk over to the red rust bucket. Well walk wasn't the right word really. It was more like she skipped; I was half tempted to pull out my phone and record that shit; cause that was worth some major blackmail if ever I needed it.

We watched as she tapped the window and while we could hear their voices we couldn't hear what they were saying. It took less than a minute for the exchange to finish before the door was opened and whoever it was had climbed out. Whoever it was had something on Tanya that none of us knew. Hell even Garrett's jaw was hanging open as they turned towards us from behind the cab. Tanya had her arm tangled with this new arrival.

As they made their way towards us, you could see that they were close. The smile that seemed plastered across Tanya's face was without a doubt the biggest I'd seen since Garrett and she had started dating nearly 6 months ago. I was beyond baffled; what did this new person have on the one and only Tanya?

I couldn't help but look over at the newest student of our small school. A million questions ran through my head and I was sure that none of them were gonna be answered. Her dark hair had what looked like streaks of red and lighter browns running through it; while she was pale like Tanya she had nothing else similar so I doubted they were related. Her clothes were baggy and I was sure she was hiding herself in them. The simple cut denim and what looked like a football jersey that hung to mid-thigh covered the girl.

But the one thing that I really noticed was that she was small. She was taller than Alice and Emily, but other than that she was small, tiny, fuck she didn't even come up to Tanya's nose.

"Bella, I'd like you to meet my friends Rose Alice, Jasper, Edward, Emmett, Emily, Rachel, Ness, Paul, Jake and Sam. Guys this is my cousin Bella. She's a junior like Alice, Jake and Ness." Tanya bounced as we all stood there gob smacked. She's her cousin; they don't look anything alike.

"Alright Tigger, calm the hell down and breathe. You're making me want to smack you to get you to stand still." Bella's voice rocked me. It was husky; it was rough… fucking verbal sex at its best.

Wait did she just call Tanya Tigger, and tell her to calm down… and she's still standing… and Tanya actually listened.

What the hell did she have on her?

"I can't help it Tink! You're here. I mean seriously I knew it would take a lot but you did it!" she squealed; or more specifically Tanya squealed while Bella, AKA: Tink cringed and covered her ears.

"Tanya, calm down honey; I think you're forgetting that we're in the parking lot and everyone is still watching this go down; oh and that your cousin seems to be a little uncomfortable with everyone watching." Garrett soothed the blond while we all looked around. Sure enough, Bella was trying to hide in the jersey she was wearing, and every eye that didn't belong to the group was trained on us.

"Move along already." Rose called out as Tanya looked a little sheepish. This was definitely one day that was going to be interesting. The arrival of Tanya's cousin had brought a change to our resident ice queen.

"Okay; while this one takes a time out, I'm going to head in and grab my schedule and that. I'll catch up with you later Tanya. It was nice to meet you all." Bella had turned before she had even gotten halfway through her last words. She was getting her ass out of dodge like someone had lit a fire under her.

We watched as she made her way towards the front doors, before she was scooped up in the arms of one James Hunter. This day was just getting more and more out of it. James Hunter was the resident bad boy of Forks, though we all knew that while it was only petty things he'd done, we also knew that somehow he was getting off a lot more than he would. Chief Swan while he still arrested him and took him into custody had a soft spot for the guy and none of us knew why.

"Um should we be worried for her?" Jasper asked as we watched the two of them walk into the school as if they were had known each other for all their lives.

"Tanya is Bella also related to James? They seem really cozy with one another?" Ness asked as she snuggled into Jake's arms.

"No; but they've known each other since Bella was like 5 or something. She's like his little sister but no-one but them know really why." Tanya watched as she too stood there watching the two enter the school.

"What's her name anyway? I know you said Bella, but we don't have any new families in the area. That is something I know." Alice pouted; still not liking that she didn't have all the gossip that was Bella. I wanted to laugh at the little sprite; she was cute when she didn't have everything, though I knew by the end of the day she'd have more information about the new girl than anyone other than Tanya, James or Bella herself.

"Isabella Swan. She's Chief Swan's only daughter; and before you ask, she's moved from Phoenix and won't give up much information about herself and I won't be saying anything that she doesn't want you to know." Tanya answered before she and Garrett made their way from the group towards the entrance.

Yep today was definitely one for the twilight zone. Who knew that the Chief had a kid?