S U N S H I N E - Demetri Volturi

Chapter 36

"I just don't get why it has to be me to get a leftover toy of some stupid, drivelling dog as a mate. That's just not fair."
Valentina exclaims as she walks the throne room up and down.

Alec, who currently has guard duty, rolls his eyes at that and pretends to faint dramatically; expecting Jane to catch him. But his sister doesn't feel like that at all and just fall to the ground.

"Ouch."
he whines with a pout; a glare coming across his features as Jane just laughs at him.

Watching Alec chase after his sister, they can practically hear Aro and Marcus getting more annoyed as the seconds pass by. Not just that Valentina has been ranting about Edward and how much she hates being his supposed soulmate but now Alec and Jane are playing toddlers as well.

"You have to look at it from a different side."
Kyra tells Valentina; completely ignoring the siblings that just ran out of the room.

"You don't have to train him anymore. I mean, he did everything Isabella wanted him to do... well, besides the sex part but... he is like an obedient little puppy. You'll just have to turn him into a dog."
she adds with a shrug.

"She just...?"
Marcus questions before sighing and getting up to turn around and leave the room.

"He is not seriously leaving me alone right now, is he?"
Aro asks in disbelief.

"HEY!"
Kyra means offended.

"Kyra, we love you. But we are three millennia old and can only stand so much of your teen drama."
he sighs; regretting it immediately as she turns to glare at him.

"Pff."
she huffs before turning back to Valentina, much to Aro's annoyance.

"The point is. Edward may be an idiot and a weirdo as well as a total dumbass. But at least he knows how to appreciate you and how to treat you right."
the ginger means.

"That doesn't change the fact that I'd be the bitch to take another girl's man, alright? And I don't want to be that person, I never did. It was on of the first things my parents taught me; if it isn't yours to begin with, it will never truly be because you didn't gave it the chance to say goodbye and this way it will always think of its previous owner in one way or another."
Valentina tells her.

"But Edward has the chance to say goodbye. They literally came here to have her killed. Do you think he would have let that happened, if he wasn't ready to let her go?"
Kyra questions.

"I guess."
Valentina sighs defeated; still not utterly Kyra's opinion.

"Get up."
a voice sounds from behind Kyra and the ginger widens her eyes before jumping up with an innocent smile in Caius's direction.

Sending Valentina a last, comforting smile, Kyra makes her way out of the throne room and towards her own room; raising a brow upon Demetri, who is laying on her bed with his arms crossed behind his head.

"Finished with letting testosterone control your actions?"
she asks him as she goes to change into a more comfortable shirt.

"Hmm. Not yet, no."
Demetri replies speeding behind her; his hands laying on her waist as he kisses the side of her neck.

"Hm. I think you are."
Kyra give back as she steps away from him to pull her shirt down completely.

Letting out a sigh, Demetri lets himself fall back onto the bed; Kyra joining him just a second later to cuddle into his side.

Meanwhile Bella is hanging out with Rosalie, Alice and Esme; her mind playing the scene of yesterday over and over again. How dare Edward protect this stupid bitch? She is way prettier; so why was Edward protecting her?

"Hey, princess."
Emmett enters the room and walks straight to Rosalie to kiss her cheek.

"Where's Edward?"
Isabella questions Jasper as she doesn't see him enter the room with them.

"He went to talk to Aro. Making sure everything is ready for tomorrow."
Jasper lies straight through his teeth.

"So, I will be like you tomorrow?"
she asks; way too excited about all of this.

"Yes. You will."
Alice nods; taking the words out of Carlisle's mouth.

He has lied enough over the last weeks and knowing how much he hates it, she didn't really want him to do it again. It's against his morals. Everything they are doing at the moment is against his morals.

"We should probably chose an outfit for you."
Esme jumps in.

Agreeing with her, the girls follow after Rosalie, who, surprisingly, agreed to borrow Isabella one of her dresses. And while Isabella takes it as a start in a new friendship in her upcoming new life; Rosalie doesn't care anymore. Bella will be gone by tomorrow; might as well give her the illusion that they get along... to some point.

Rosalie just doesn't get her. Isabella pretends to be all shy and afraid of everything and yet she doesn't run from them. She is fine with Edward's obsessing over her blood and doesn't even care that this could possibly be her death sentence. She is oblivious to boys liking her and is so focused on Edward that she is alright with him turning her into a vampire because she wants to be with him, and only him, for the rest of her life despite Edward being her first boyfriend, love, whatever, ever; not to talk that the two of them have the weirdest love story ever that was damned to end in blood and dead from the start. Bella's strange believes that him watching her sleep is romantic and him stalking her is okay. Her self-destructiveness when Edward left her and the her immediately taking him back with open arms the moment he gives her the chance to do so. Her person just doesn't make any sense.

Brushing those thoughts aside, Rosalie goes through her dresses before her eyes land one the ones she brought for Bella. She hasn't worn them anyways and honestly, Rosalie has wanted to get rid of them for a long time.

"Okay. We have red, green, white and blue."
she tells Alice, Esme and Bella; hanging the dresses up against the closet, showing them off to them.

"Not the white one."
Alice puts it away immediately.

"The green one isn't it either."
Esme adds.

"I like the blue one."
tells them.

"Try it one."
Rosalie means with a shrug.

Isabella enters the room again only a few moments later and Rosalie as well as Alice and Esme take her in completely.

"You look gorgeous."
Esme smiles; the sadness back in her eyes.