After Edward leaves Bella in newmoon, she finds ways to overcome her broken heart and is put back together again by Riley who was sent by Victoria to seduce Bella.
Chapter 1 Picking Up the Pieces
Charlie slammed my truck door. "That's it. You're going to Florida to see your mother."
I stared at him, bewildered. "I hate Florida."
"You're going," he said, sternly. I started to panick. I followed him into the house.
"No buts. Besides, your mother misses you."
"I miss her too Dad. But I can't go to her."
Charlie took out a bowl and some cinnamin toast crunch cereal. "Why?" he waved the cereal box. "Are you actually waiting for that jerk to come back."
"No. I'm over him." I lied, horribly.
"You're seriously over Edward Cullen," Charlie asked. He didn't believe me. I could tell by his voice.
"Yes," I managed. "I swear, Dad. I'll change. I'll stop being so..."
"This isn't you," he said.
"I know, Dad."
"Then, get out. Go do stuff. Call up that Mike Newton kid. He's been asking about you."
I winced. "Okay, Dad. I will."
Charlie made his cereal and sat down at the table. I went up to my room. It was cold. It was as if he had been here. I shivered and put on my dark grey sweater. I looked into my dresser for my address book. He took everything; our pictures, his gifts. He wanted it to seem as if he never existed. But that's not possible. He made too much of an impact on my life. I can't forget him, not even when I try. I found my address book and saw that a page had been ripped out of it. Edward.
I reluctantly called Mike Newton.
"Hey, Mike. It's Bella."
"Bella? Hey, what a surprise!"
"Yeah I know. Listen are you busy tonight?"
"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me."
"Sure. What did you have in mind?"
"We could go out to that club that Jessica is always raving about; The Coven."
"Yeah. I've never been there."
"Perfect. I 'll pick you up at 9 and we can go get some dinner first."
"Dinner date? I don't think that's such a good idea."
"I get it. You're not completely over Edward yet."
The hole in my heart started to stretch and hurt. I squeezed the phone.
"I'm here," I said.
"So I'll pick you up at 9. No dinner."
"I'm sure we can eat something in the club."
He laughed. "Trust me. We don't want to do that."
"So, it's a.... date."
"Bye, Bella. Oh and-"
I hung up the phone. I can't believe I just asked out Mike Newton. Jessica is going to kill me. I looked behind me and noticed my closet door was open. I remembered closing it before leaving this morning. I went and stood outside the closet. I closed the door.
I pulled my shoebox from underneath the bed. Edward hadn't thought of everything. I pulled out a crumbled photo of him and Alice out of the shoebox. Looking at him in the picture made me want to cry. Tears stained the photo. I crumbled it up in my hands and lay on floor, quietly. I did this everyday since he left. I usually stay on the floor until Charlie comes and gets me or until the phone rings, and I have to answer it because it might be Edward. It never is. He never calls.
Chapter 2 Club Coven
"Bella," Charlie knocked on my door with his knuckles. I had fallen asleep. I woke up next to the shoebox, and had Edward's crumpled picture in my hands. Charlie came around the bed and saw me. I was embarassed, and had drooled on the floor. I slowly put the photo back in the box and shoved the box back under my bed. Charlie looked conflicted.
Edward became like a drug to me. The longer I stayed without him, the more I hungered for him, and the more I fell apart. This didn't look good in Charlie's eyes.
"Mike Newton's outside," Charlie said, turned away from me. I started to remember that I had made plans with him. I didn't feel like going to a club or anywhere for that matter.
"I need to get dressed," I said. Charlie left me alone. I threw on a fringed black dress and converse sneakers. I didn't care how I looked. I barely touched my hair. I felt bad for Mike.
I looked at myself in the mirror. "Hair lady," I said to myself. I decided to suck it up and comb out the knots. There was nothing beneficial in giving others more to gossip about behind my back. Edward leaving me was enough.
I went downstairs and met Mike at the front door. He smiled when he saw me. He was encouraging, but it wasn't enough to put a smile on my face.
"You look nice," Mike said, when we were in his car.
"Thanks. You do, too," I said.
We arrived at 9pm. Voices and loud music hurt my ears. I just wanted everything to be quiet. We got out of car and had to enter the club through the backdoor, for some reason. Mike will eventually see that I can't dance. He'll get bored with me and want to leave. I anticipated his departure. The club was dark, with the exception of purple lights flashing over our heads. Mike pulled me away from the bar and out onto the dance floor. I got a lot of odd looks from people, probably wondering what am I doing outside of my house. They started to get to me, so badly that I had to sit down.
"Don't worry about them. They're just jealous," Mike said.
"They are. You're hot," he said. The DJ switched to a song with a loud bass. My ears started ringing. Maybe it was all in my head, but I couldn't handle any noise bigger than my own voice. "Want to dance some more?"
I shook my head.
"I'll get you some water," Mike said. He went to the other end of the bar. I had the urge to leave the club and take off in Mike's car, without Mike. That sounded really extreme though. And I knew if I did that, Mike would hate me forever. So I just stepped outside for some fresh air.
I leaned against the brick wall. I wasn't alone. There was a few people hanging around. A couple making out, against a car. I sat on the ground and sulked.
Someone walked up to me. I was looking at their black sneakers. "That's filthy."
I looked up to see his face. He smirked. "The ground," he said. "It's filthy."
"I heard you," I said. I got up. "Doesn't mean I care."
"I'm Riley," he said. I got a better look at him, and his eyes, they were a dark amber. I stared into them. They reminded me of the Cullens. "Aren't you gonna tell me your name."
"I'm Bella," I said.
"What are you doing out here by yourself. Pretty girl like you should never be alone."
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. I'm here with... a friend."
"I like your eyes," I said.
He looked at me strangely. "Thanks."
I knew he was a vampire. His eyes, his pale skin, everything about him screamed hey look I'm a vampire. Maybe he wanted to make a meal out of me and that's why he was talking to me at all. I knew he wasn't Edward. And maybe I had a death wish because I remained where I was, letting him talk me up. He took my hand, and his cold touch had my mind flooded with memories. It hurt to remember, but it was also invigorating. I now had something that was taken away from me.
"Let's get out of here," Riley suggested. I started to walk off with him when Mike came out of the club, looking for me.
"Bella," Mike said. He looked at Riley and got mad. "Hey, buddy what do you think you're doing?"
"Calm down, fleshy," Riley said, backing away.
"Mike, I'm okay. We were just talking," I said.
"So what do you say?" Riley asked me. I didn't want to bail on Mike, but I felt like I knew Riley better. "I'm sorry, Mike," I said. Riley smiled, and swiped Mike's car keys from his hand.
"Hey!" Mike cried. "What the hell, man. Give me back my keys."
"Pry them from my cold dead fingers," Riley said, boldy. Mike's eyes glazed over with confusion. He was boggled by Riley.
"Bella, something is wrong with this guy. He's not right," Mike said. "What if he's a criminal?"
"What if I am?" Riley broke in between us. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to judge a book... you know the rest."
"Gimme back my keys, man," Mike said, with conviction. Riley twirled the keys between his fingers.
"Not tonight, man. Not tomorrow. Not ever."
"You're joking," Mike said.
"Maybe tomorrow," Riley said.
Riley grabbed my arm and we went to Mike's car.
"Hey, you can't do that. I'm calling the police!" Mike yelled. Riley just laughed.
"Do it!" Riley screamed. "They'll never catch us.... Get in the car, Bella."
"Bella, don't listen to him."
I had already made up my mind. I went over to the passenger side.
"Bella, you can't be serious," Mike said. "And I defended you when people said you were nuts. I am such an idiot."
"Yes, Mike. You are an idiot," Riley said. "Now, step aside. Bella and I have some serious making out to do." He got into Mike's car and put the key into the ignition. Mike had hit the trunk.
"Psycho!" Mike shouted.
Riley backed up and almost hit Mike with the back bumper of the car. I started to feel guilty. I didn't want Mike to get hurt. Riley was driving really fast. The spedometer looked like it might actually crack. I was riding in a car with a vampire, and I only had one wish. I wanted him to bite me, and end all my pain.
chapter 3 Riley
Riley pulled over on the side of the road, and turned the headlights off. i held on to my seat and closed my eyes briefly. I heard him chuckle.
"Wat are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm bracing myself," I said. I opened one eye. He looked at me, scrutinizingly. "You're a vampire."
"It's that obvious, is it?"
"I've met others like you," I said. "They were like a second famly to me, and then they just... vanished."
"You like hanging around vampires, do ya."
"I know things can get dangerous really quickly, but you seem well- behaved."
"Your eyes, they're not... red."
His smile faded.
"You don't drink human blood?" I asked.
" I use to. It's complicated." He leaned back in his seat.
"The Cullens didn't drink human blood either. They're the second family I was telling you about."
"They sound boring." Riley started up the car again.
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere where no one can find us," he smiled.
"I'll go with you anywhere," I said.
The car was speeding down a dark road. Riley turned the car into a secluded neighborhood with fancy cars everywhere. "Where are we?"
"My house," he smiled. We got out of car and went up to the door.
"Do you live alone?" I asked.
"I do, now," he said, opening the door without a key. He turned some of the lights on so that I could see. There was a rusty scent in the air. I walked up the staircase and peekd into a room with a red bedspread. I smelled the faint rusty scent of blood. I looked closer and saw that it wasn't a red bed spread, but actually... blood. Blood drenched sheets. I paused in the door way and stared. Riley snuck up behind me and grabbed my waist.
"Ah!"I screamed. He laughed. But I didn't find that funny.
"This is my parents room. Well, was my parents' room," Riley said.
"You killed your parents?" I asked, calmly.
"I was thirsty," he whispered, innocently. He took off his jacket. "Don't worry about the mess. I'll clean it up, eventually."
"What did you do with their bodies?"
"Got rid of them."
"How?" I wondered aloud.
"Look, Bella. Don't worry about all that."
"It's hard for me not to worry."
He lifted me up and sat me down on the dresser in his parent's room. "I will never hurt you."
"I'm not worried about that," I said. I touched his cold cheek with my hand and leaned forward. Our lips touched, and the kiss sent a chill down my spine. We pulled away and I stared at him, wide eyed. "You smell like peppermint."
"I chew on a lot of peppermints after I feed, and I carry around a toothbrush. It's hard being a vampire," Riley sighed. He leaned in and kissed me again. I pulled away.
"My dad's a police officer," I said. "He's the chief of police of Forks."
I didn't know why I was telling him this. Maybe the obvious murders triggered that part of my brain. "I justwant youto be careful."
"Don't worry about me. I'm totally careful," he said. "My dad was a Washington senator before I killed him. My stepmom was his personal assistant. I had no problems killing them. I thought of it as revenge for screwing up my life and kicking my mom out of her own house."
"That's messed up."
"I got alot of pent up rage in me."
"So, you don't feel bad that you killed them?"
"Why should I?" he asked, perfectly innocently.
"Where's your mom?" I changed the subject.
"She moved across town to be closer to her friend. Atleast she's not alone."
Riley was really starting to creep me out, but I tried my best to not let it show just how creeped out I was about him murdering his dad and stepmother in coldblood, and being able to stand in the room where he killed them and be perfectly sane. Or maybe he wasn't actually sane. I knew he wasn't totally heartless. He seemed to have a soft spot for his real mom. Iknow vampires kill. Edward even killed when he first became a vampire. So, I shouldn't be as surprised as I feel. Maybe it's the fact that I'm so close to Riley is what's freaking me out.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
No," I said. "But I want toget out of this room. The scent is clouding my brain. I think I might pass out."
"Okay," he lifted me up and we went across the hall. Riley had grabbed a duffle bag out of his closet, and then I followed him outside to the car in the middle of the night. I didn't ask what was in th duffle bag, although I thought about it in my head. I started shaking as he was driving. My fear was surfacing and I wondered if he could feel it. I wondered if he knew I was afraid. Riley drove into a random part of town. People started coming up to the car. Riley smiled at me, and then he pulled hte duffle bag onto his lap. He opened it and I gasped.
Little plastic ziplock bags were filled with a white powder. He also had plastic bags filled up with pills.
"You sell drugs?" I bucked my eyes.
"A guy's got to make a living," he said. He sounded offended. "I do realize I can just take whatever I want, but I can't do that. I can't make too many drastic changes to my life or else people will start to get suspicious and wonder about me. Last thing I need is people snooping around my business."
A homeless guy came close to tthe window.
"Hey, there Riley," the old man slurred. "You got my meds?"
"You know it, Burnam," Riley took out a bag of pills and handed itover to the old homeless man. I was shocked.
"You know what I like," the old man said.
"Don't take too many of those at once, Burnam. You know what happened last time," Riley said, caringly.
"Thanks for looking out for me, man," Burnam said. Then, a dirty woman came up to the window. She looked like she hadn't had a bath in weeks. Her hair was ratty, as if she had been sleeping in the middle of the streets... or in a cardboard box. She peeked into the window and was suddenly startled by Riley's gaze. It's like she knew somthing was unpleasantly different about him.
"Hey, Riley, baby," she said.
"Hey, Melissa," he said, with caution. She put her hands on the sill of the window and looked into the duffle bag with hungry eyes. Her fear of Riley was overtaken by her need for his drugs. He gave her a bag, and she gave him a wod of balled up wrinkly dollars. She peeked over at me and I looked away quickly.
"Bye, Riley," she said.
After a few more people came and went, Riley started up the car and we left the area.
"I just watched you sell drugs," I said to myself.
"Riley, my dad's a cop. What if you get caught. What if I happen to be with you when you get caught. Charlie would literally kill me!"
"Relax, Bella. I've only been caught once and that was before I was a vampire. Some tramp cop set me up. But now I can do it all I want and never get caught. They can't catch me, baby. I'm too fast."
"We gotta ditch Mike's car," I said. "If someone saw us, Mike could be the one who gets into trouble."
"Since when do you care about Mike? You ditched him, remember?" Riley laughed.
"I just think we should get out of this car," I said.
"Fine," Riley said. "I'll drop you off at your house and give Mike back his car. I'll park it outside his house or something."
I enjoyed your first three chapters.
I'm glad Bella still has a friendly thought left for Mike!
I'm looking forward to seeing how this works out.
Crazy! Interesting twist to the original story!
post more soon