Forgotten Forever? (Twilight Fan Fic)

Shock Saviour

I drive to school slowly, and park in the same spot Tyler's van will be soon. Sighing, I fight against the tears as I get out of the truck cab and walk around to the side of the vehicle. A rough sob escapes me as I see the snow chains on the wheels and I realise the enormity of what I am about to do. 

I am about to die. 

Across the lot I see Jasper standing with Edward, Emmett, Rose, Ness and Alice. More tears escape as I realise they are waiting for me to join the, but then I hear the squeal of locked tyres and turn to spot Tyler's van coming towards me. There will be no time for me to run. It's too late now. 

I turn again and see the former Cullens' horrified faces, even Rosalie, who I never thought would be upset about something happening to me. Tears form in my eyes as I see them form in Ness's, and everything seems to slow down as I wait for my death... 

Then suddenly something collides with me, but from the wrong direction. My head cracks against the tarmac and I wince in pain. I keep my eyes closed as I hear the familiar sounds of a van being stopped in it's path. 

I look up and see... 

Aro?!

What the hell?! 

He growls lowly as people start screaming, "Damn Marcus. How dare he organise this to happen. How dare he try and stop..." He trails off, but I can see he is still muttering to himself at vampire speed and hearing. 

Wait.. Marcus organised this? 

Silently I pray the filming phone in my pocket picked up what he said. It's always filming nowadays so my vampire family don't miss anything. I want them to know exactly what the Volturi did. I want the vampire world to know what the Volturi did. What the Volturi are doing. 

"What the hell Aro?" I spit, trying to shove him of me. 

He snarls in my face, still pinning me under him. "No. How dare you! Do not put yourself in danger like that again, Miss Cullen." He sneers my old name and I almost explode in rage. 

"Don't speak their name! Don't speak my name! Get off me you sick bastard!" I almost scream. Then I blink, and he's gone. 

Soon everyone is crowding around me and It;s a wonder how they didn't see Aro. I sigh and close my eyes as I'm loaded onto a stretcher and given a neck brace. My cheeks flush red with embarrassment as Charlie pulls and up and yells "Bella! Bella!" 

After I've told him I'm okay, and he turns to an EMT for a second opinion I'm carted off to the hospital. When I'm left alone I rip off the stupid neck brace, only to have it put back on by none other than Carlisle Cullen. 

Ugh, I should have seen this coming. 

"You seem to be okay. No concussion or head truama, but we would still like you to keep the neck brace on, please," Carlisle tells me, and he smiles warmly, but I can still see the pain in his eyes left from Esme's death. 

"Is that all?" I ask, sort of impatiently. I just want to tell my friends I okay, and give my daughter a hug. How could I let myself die like that? Why didn't I think of them. 

Carlisle smiles. "I would like to thank you before you're discharged. You helped me a lot when Es- When it happened, and I can't thank you enough for that. It's like you knew exactly what I was going through, like you understood the pain I was in." 

Oh God. Oh God. Don't get suspicious, Carlisle. 

"So I'd like to thank you for that."

I breath a sigh of relief as he doesn't question how I understood him so well. The truth is, I half felt the pain when I was racing through the streets of Volterra to save Edward. For a few moments, as I looked across the plaza, stuck behind the fountain, I though I was too late. My mind had raced and for a moment I imagined two cloaked figures coming and dragging Edward back into the darkness to kill him. 

Then after I became a vampire I felt the same terror and pain again when I thought we would all die because the Volturi came for Ness. I also understood Edward's pain better, and I would never wish it on anyone, especially not the people who bring us together as a family. 

"It's no problem," I reply to him weakly. "I don't like seeing people upset. Especially not people I... Admire." 

Admire is a complimenting word without being too creepy, right? It's hard to concentrate; all I'm thinking about is why Aro of all people saved me, and Marcus arranged it?! 

Surely it would be easier for the Volturi if I was dead, so I don't expose the existence of vampires to the world. 

Although... Without vampires in the town as proof and the Denali Clan just as clueless as everyone else in this messed up world (not that they would let me expose them...), I'd probably end up in a mental asylum in Seattle... 

Ugh. I'm so tired of this! Why couldn't Aro have just let me die?! Surely he can't trust me that much to let me live with the knowledge of his kind. 

But I'm not just living with the knowledge of vampires, am I? That's the point! I'm living with this knowledge that my family are meant to be vampires, and I don't know why but I know it's much more painful for me with that knowledge, rather than just thinking they were my human family. 

Then again, if I just thought they were my human family, how would Aro explain why he keeps appearing to me and how I ended up back in time, not to mention with my dead father instead of my normal family. 

Oh yes, normal. That's a great way to describe my vegetarian vampire family. With have the masochist, the narcissist, the empath, the future-seeing pixie, the patriarch, the matriarch, the protector, the dog, the hybrid... And then there's me...

I've always been plain and boring, and like Rosalie said,'I've always slowed them down.' 

I honestly think that maybe their lives would have all benn better if I hadn't pushed my way in, or they had shoved me away. Maybe everything would have been better if Edward had bitten me that first day in biology. Yes, Ness wouldn't exist, but without knowing vampires could have kids none of us would have known what we were missing. 

Maybe everything would have been better if the plane had crashed on the way Forks from Arizona, maybe everything would be better if Edward had killed me, maybe everything would be better if I just died! 

"Bella! Bella!" Carlisle calls, and he shakes my shoulders slightly. "Are you okay? Why are you crying?" 

"I am?" I mumble, before I let go of the mental ledge I've been clinging onto since appearing in Charlie's house for the first time after my vampire life, and everything goes black.