Twilight Reimagined (Vampire Swap)

Chapter eleven:Bella POV: Arguments

My soft smile finally vanished as Edward got out of the car and went inside of the house after giving me a breathtaking grin.

My hands flexed on the steering wheel, and I panicked at what my family would think of this. How I fell in love with a human. How he knows what we are. God, I'm so fucking stupid. I should have left, I should have stayed away, I should have not let my stupid fucking heart cause me to be so smitten with the captivating, smart ass, whitty, kind, intelligent stunning bronze haired boy that moved here three months ago.

I wasn't surprised to see Rosalie standing in the middle of the driveway with her arms crossed over her chest, her hands insight fists. Jasper and Rosalie have been trying to stop me from talking to Edward. They think it's too risky, too dangerous to talk to a human like I have.

"Do you mind explaining why the minute we left the house Alice smirked and told us you were spending the day in Port Angeles?" Rosalie fumed. I got out of my car, inhaling Edward's scent (like a creep) before I got out. The wind wafted the scent to Rosalie and she snarled.

"I already said I was going." I calmly explained. "It would be weirder if I didn't go."

"Something bad's going to happen. Hell, Alice freaked out and called you earlier this afternoon." Carlisle appeared, running over from the house.

"Rose." He warned her. She sulked and glared at me.

I bit my lip. Carlisle had disappointment in his eyes and it was a glowing red hot jagged piece of metal through my gut to know I was the source of it. So, I did what I seem to be doing a lot recently. I freaked out. Only this time I also sobbed. Just a dry sob.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled. "I'm sorry I know I messed up. I shouldn't have socialized with anyone. I just. . .I'm sorry."

Carlisle's eyes softened and he hugged me. Rosalie scoffed, rolling her eyes. Why is she acting like the bitch she was after she was changed? "Come. We should probably talk as a family." Carlisle softly directed. A few seconds later everyone sat down at the marble dining table.

Esme kissed my temple and held my hand. I have to admit knowing my parents for all intents and purposes had my back. I let out a breath.

"You don't have to worry about the call Alice gave me." I started, looking blank;y at the tabletop. "Edward almost got mugged and I stupidly went to help him." I flashed my eyes to Jasper and Rosalie, who clearly were upset with me.

I sighed, looking back at the table top. The best way to deal with this is to spit it out, I guess. "Alice directed me to take him to dinner, and I knew due to the things I had to do first in the car and to prevent him from being beat up the reason why she told me to do that was so I could answer Edward's questions."

"And what were the questions?" Carlisle asked warily.

"He didn't really ask much." I informed them. It wasn't a lie. "He just asked what I was."

Rosalie growled, prompting me to continue. "I asked him what he thought I was. He told me some teenagers from the reservation-who didn't believe in the stories-told him about the first time we were here."

"And he believed it?" Carlisle asked incredulously.

"He won't tell anyone." I hurried out, worried about the cause of Jasper and Rosalie's glances at each other. Alice snarled at her mate, shocking me and alerting me to what was going on inside their heads.

"We won't kill him." Alice growled.

"It would solve the problem." Rosalie defended.

"And how would it help?" I hissed. "If the new kid that already is under the spotlight mysteriously disappeared?" Rosalie shut up and I knew I won. Still, the thought of them doing that made me want to hurl.

"I promise he won't tell anyone. He's trustworthy and he's smart enough to know he probably would end up going to a physiatric ward." My voice became a soft, pitiful whisper. "Please just let me handle this."

"Why are you acting like this?" Rosalie asked in a harsh, judgemental tone. "He's just a human."

Those words made me so angry I can't even describe it. So I just glared and growled. Jasper, who has been acting like he's above the conversation, gasped.

He looked directly at me. "You're in love with the human."

The statement made everyone stare and Jasper, then at me. "Love?" Esme gasped.

I stared at the dining table. Emmett chuckled and smiled at me. Alice had a similar grin on her face. "Well, who are we to deny Bellaboo her happiness?" He laughed. I let one side of my mouth twitch up for a second.

Esme smiled and rested her head on my shoulder. Jasper looked bewildered and Carlisle looked resigned, even a little happy. "You know it won't last." He mumbled sadly to me.

I beat back the needle of pain that entered my chest and nodded. "I can't wait to formally meet him." He said, kissing my forehead.

Rosalie ran out of the room. I shot a look at Carlisle, wordlessly telling him I'd talk to her, and dashed off after her.

She didn't go far. Just ran out to the river. "Rose." I softly called, slowly walking up to her, stopping a few feet away.

"You're going to ruin everything!" Rosalie snapped. Her back was to me, and so I wasn't sure what emotion was the most dominant when she uttered the words. "We've been happy. We have a solid relationship and Emmett loves me and we all are happy. Why do we need to have another addition?"

I just stared at the back of her head. What? What is she talking about? "Rose, what's the problem?" I asked, failing to see what could anger her. I again beat back the small ounce of pain I felt knowing I would have to say goodbye to Edward. He would go off to College and date someone, have a nice job and a family. . .

And I would be like this. Stone. An animated statue, not ever chipping or changing, forced to live out the rest of eternity in a false sense of life.

Rosalie finally turned around, and worry was etched onto her enchanting face.

"I don't. . .I can't deal with all this change. . .it's like. . ." She took a shaky breath and the rest came out so fast a human would never understand it. "We've been living a nice, peaceful existence and now we have to adapt again and I really don't think you know what you're thinking or doing or feeling because it's been seventy-two years since I changed and not once have I seen you ever pay attention to anyone that way.

"I just don't want things to change because we're all content and I can't see any way this doesn't add trouble for us. And what about when he goes off? How will that affect you? Will you be ready to leave him, to bite him? Do you even know if you truly love him? And then what? Will you be normal? Will you be depressed? Will you act like a Denali?"

Rosalie finally stopped her rant. I was floored, but took a deep breath to speak anyway. "Rose, when was the last time you saw me be truly happy, happy enough to act alive?" I asked.

"Now." She responded meekly. She shrugged. "Before you were still satisfied, but you're more lively now. You take risks and let your snarky attitude take over. You're more. . .relaxed."

"And how happy do you feel with Emmett?" I prompted.

The soft look on her face said it all. "And you've had seventy years with him." I reminded her. "And if you could only have him for two years in total if you risked everything, would you take the risk?"

She nodded. "Let me have those two years with Edward. Even if we end up just being friends, please let me have my two years with him." I quietly begged.

After a minute, she nodded and apologized. I just shrugged it off and we hugged under the moonlight.

A bit of drama. It's Tuesday, so not the weekend, but my friend updated two chapters of their fanfic so I decided to wrap up and post my chapter. School hasn't been so bad, anyway. Just news of having to do exercise outside of school once I get my laptop to record it. Gym sucks, let me tell you. . .

Anyway, I honestly don't know which POV to have next chapter, so if anyone wants to tell me their opinion I probably will do what you ask. . .

Have a nice day/night!!!!

-Cloudy