her happiness ( the witch twins )

//Chapter eight\\

Genevieve's POV

It had been weeks and to say that I was distraught was an understatement. I had been getting angrier and irritable if someone so much as breathed the wrong way, let alone when someone actually asked me what was wrong. I had also gotten more viscous with my victims, if that was even possible. I didn't really talk a lot, most of the time I just played with my abilities and think about my twins, while hiding my mind from my father of course. I had gotten particularly good at my Ice ability and I loved it, my whole room was frozen over, and in the middle of the forest I had my own winter wonderland, with a little house in the middle entirely made of ice. I quite enjoyed being the Ice Queen really. Loved the way the cold reminded me of them, my twins.

Six weeks. That is how long it's been since I have last seen the loves of my life. It was killing me on the inside. I felt as though a part of my heart was gone, and it had. I thought about them all day, it was as though my brain were just thinking one long, continues thought that is Alec and Jane. Every detail I had seen of there face replayed on my mind, over and over again.

I would get visions of them sometimes, they held up a good front but I could see them hurting, and it hurt me to see them that way.

Never had I ever wanted anything more then to be with them. Too here there voices, too see there faces, too feel there skin. That was all that was on my mind at this very moment. My deep longing for my twins, my mates. Then as if a genie had decided to grant me my wish, I had a vision.

Everyone from the last time I saw them, along with who I must pressure is the rest royal guard showed up and I couldn't deny the fact that my heart beat 300 times faster. They were coming just like I had planned, in 3 days they would be here. In just 3 days I would see the two people I love most again.

I heard everyone talking frantically about what we were going to do, everyone was freaking out, while my facade remained perfectly composed. At least on the outside, on the inside I was freaking out, I would be moving to Volterra in less than a week.

Secretly I began to pack. It was only one large duffel bag. I didn't put that much clothes in, I'm sure the Volturi have clothes they would like me to wear, instead I packed away family momentous, items that meant a lot to me.

With a sigh I sat down on my bed. I would be sad to leave my family, I loved them so much despite everything, sure we had different views but they were still the most amazing family anyone could ever ask for and I would be eternally grateful to call myself a Cullen.

I had decided to spend the entire rest of the day with my sister, effectively stealing her away from her puppy, who was particularly clingy due to the news of the Volturi's impending arrival.

We talked all afternoon, laughing and playing games with each other. I would miss my sister the most. I loved her innocence, her childlike way of viewing the world. She was truly like a little angel. I knew I was going to hate being away from her, but thanks to our special bond, we will be able to talk to each other, I think.

After that I spent a little time with each family member. I played the piano a little with Dad. Watched a movie with mom. Did a little online shopping with Aunt Alice, though I refused to get anything pink. Got makeup tips from Rose, then she showed me how to work on cars, watched football with Uncle Em, discussed books with Jazz, cooked with grandma, and just had a lovely chat with Grandpa.

By the time I had finished spending quality time with all of my family three days had passed, and I watched as everyone sat, tense. I could hear and smell them coming before I saw them.

When I did see them, it took everything for me not to jump into the arms of my lovers. I had missed my mates and now they are here. Let the meeting begin.