*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 21 - PHONE CALL
I held the phone to my ear. My joints were frozen with terror - I couldn't unbend my fingers to drop it.
I knew I had to think, but my head was filled with the sound of my mother's panic. Seconds ticked by while I fought for control.
Slowly, slowly, my thoughts started to break past that brick wall of pain. To plan. For I had no choices now but one: to go to the mirrored room and die. I had no guarantees, nothing to give to keep my mother alive. I could only hope that James would be satisfied with winning the game, that beating Edward would be enough. Despair gripped me; there was no way to bargain, nothing I could offer or withhold that could influence him. But I still had no choice. I had to try.
I pushed the terror back as well as I could. My decision was made. It did no good to waste time agonizing over the outcome. I had to think clearly, because Alice and Jasper were waiting for me, and evading them was absolutely essential, and absolutely impossible.
I was suddenly grateful that Jasper was gone. If he had been here to feel my anguish in the last five minutes, how could I have kept them from being suspicious? I choked back the dread, the anxiety, tried to stifle it. I couldn't afford it now. I didn't know when he would return.
I concentrated on my escape. I had to hope that my familiarity with the airport woulf turn the odds in my favor. Somehow, I had to keep Alice away....
I knew Alice was in the other room waiting for me, curious. But I had to deal with one more thing in private, before Jasper was back.
I had to accept that I wouldn't see Edward again, not even one last glimpse of his face to carry with me to the mirror room. I was going to hurt him, and I couldn't say goodbye. I let the waves of torture wash over me, have their way for a time. Then I pushed them back, too, and went to face Alice.
The only expression I could manage was a dull, dead look. I saw her alarm and I didn't wait for her to ask. I had just one script and I'd never manage improvisation now.
"My mom was worried, she wanted to come home. But it's okay, I convinced her to stay away." My voice was lifeless.
"We'll make sure she's fine, Bella, don't worry."
I turned away; I couldn't let her see my face.
My eye fell on a blank page of the hotel stationery on the desk. I went to it slowly, a plan forming. There was an envelope there, too. That was good.
"Alice," I asked slowly, without turning, keeping my voice level. "If I write a letter for my mother, would you give it to her? Leave it at the house, I mean."
"Sure, Bella." Her voice was careful. She could see me coming apart at the seems. I had to keep my emotions under better control.
I went into the bedroom again, and knelt next to the little bedside table to write.
"Edward," I wrote. My hand was shaking, the letters were hardly legible.
"I love you. I am sorry. He has my mom, and I
have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very
sorry.
Don't be angry with Alice or Jasper. If I get away
from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank you for
me. Alice especially, please.
And please, please don't come after him. That's what
he wants, I think. I can't bear it if anyone has to be hurt
because of me, especially you. Please this is the only
thing I can ask you now. For me.
I love you. Forgive me.
Bella.
I folded the letter carefully, and sealed it in the envelope. Eventually he would find it. I only hoped he would understand, and listen to me just this once.
And then I carefully sealed away my heart.
TWILIGHT - chapter 21 - PHONE CALL
I held the phone to my ear. My joints were frozen with terror - I couldn't unbend my fingers to drop it.
I knew I had to think, but my head was filled with the sound of my mother's panic. Seconds ticked by while I fought for control.
Slowly, slowly, my thoughts started to break past that brick wall of pain. To plan. For I had no choices now but one: to go to the mirrored room and die. I had no guarantees, nothing to give to keep my mother alive. I could only hope that James would be satisfied with winning the game, that beating Edward would be enough. Despair gripped me; there was no way to bargain, nothing I could offer or withhold that could influence him. But I still had no choice. I had to try.
I pushed the terror back as well as I could. My decision was made. It did no good to waste time agonizing over the outcome. I had to think clearly, because Alice and Jasper were waiting for me, and evading them was absolutely essential, and absolutely impossible.
I was suddenly grateful that Jasper was gone. If he had been here to feel my anguish in the last five minutes, how could I have kept them from being suspicious? I choked back the dread, the anxiety, tried to stifle it. I couldn't afford it now. I didn't know when he would return.
I concentrated on my escape. I had to hope that my familiarity with the airport woulf turn the odds in my favor. Somehow, I had to keep Alice away....
I knew Alice was in the other room waiting for me, curious. But I had to deal with one more thing in private, before Jasper was back.
I had to accept that I wouldn't see Edward again, not even one last glimpse of his face to carry with me to the mirror room. I was going to hurt him, and I couldn't say goodbye. I let the waves of torture wash over me, have their way for a time. Then I pushed them back, too, and went to face Alice.
The only expression I could manage was a dull, dead look. I saw her alarm and I didn't wait for her to ask. I had just one script and I'd never manage improvisation now.
"My mom was worried, she wanted to come home. But it's okay, I convinced her to stay away." My voice was lifeless.
"We'll make sure she's fine, Bella, don't worry."
I turned away; I couldn't let her see my face.
My eye fell on a blank page of the hotel stationery on the desk. I went to it slowly, a plan forming. There was an envelope there, too. That was good.
"Alice," I asked slowly, without turning, keeping my voice level. "If I write a letter for my mother, would you give it to her? Leave it at the house, I mean."
"Sure, Bella." Her voice was careful. She could see me coming apart at the seems. I had to keep my emotions under better control.
I went into the bedroom again, and knelt next to the little bedside table to write.
"Edward," I wrote. My hand was shaking, the letters were hardly legible.
"I love you. I am sorry. He has my mom, and I
have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very
sorry.
Don't be angry with Alice or Jasper. If I get away
from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank you for
me. Alice especially, please.
And please, please don't come after him. That's what
he wants, I think. I can't bear it if anyone has to be hurt
because of me, especially you. Please this is the only
thing I can ask you now. For me.
I love you. Forgive me.
Bella.
I folded the letter carefully, and sealed it in the envelope. Eventually he would find it. I only hoped he would understand, and listen to me just this once.
And then I carefully sealed away my heart.
“Everybody likes to make fun of “Twilight” – adults, children, house pets – but the producers of the films threw a monkey wrench in the gears of the irony machine by stuffing the soundtrack to their latest effort full of awesome songs from ultra-cool indie bands. “Eclipse” is a who’s who of moody indie rock, featuring a lineup that would make Pitchfork’s brains explode: Beck, Bat For Lashes, Metric, Vampire Weekend, Muse, the Black Keys…the list goes on and on. Perhaps this all shouldn’t be surprising given that music supervisor Alexandra Patsavas made a name for herself turning television’s “The O.C.” into an avenue for indie rock exposure, but it’s still a very pleasant surprise to see the music from a “Twilight” film become the “Singles” soundtrack of the aughts.”
Tis the season where people start shopping! We will be coming out with our Christmas Twilight Saga buying guide later this week. We usually get bombarded at Christmas time with people emailing and asking “what do I get my daughter, girlfriend, wife, etc. This year we are going to do a list.
The official product description reads “Ashley Greene Head Sculpt w/ 16″ Ballerina Bust Tyler Convertible Body; Amber Eyes with Wigged Hair and Cameo Skintone
ALICE CULLEN is the latest member of the CULLEN clan to join Tonner®’s line of TWILIGHT TCF™s. ALICE arrives wearing a costume reproduction from NEW MOON, and includes a striped blouse with bow tie collar, slim cut twill pants, plush corduroy vest, knit socks, and faux leather ballet flat. ALICE’s CULLEN crest necklace is also included. Includes display stand.”
29th December 2010
Hi! I am Mary Alice Brandon Cullen, but i prefer to be called Alice! my family is:
me
Jasper
Bella
Edward
Rosalie
Emmet
carlisle
Esme
and Renesmee(Nessie!)
The reason i got this diary was because nessie forced me into it. " Look auntie Alice! i bought this for you!" That mean little angel! nessie bought me this diary, and you can't say no can you! so really this is annoying, and i probably won't even do a second entry!Nessie also bought me a blue jacket. there was 2 tickets that came with it. the tickets were to go to this beach place. " auntie Alice! do you like this coat? you won't like the tickets! i will take them! Jasper and me just looked at each other when she said that. Anyway she is growing up so fast i feel depressed. God, 200 years old tomorrow! Yay! I have to go now thought bye!
Hi! I am Mary Alice Brandon Cullen, but i prefer to be called Alice! my family is:
me
Jasper
Bella
Edward
Rosalie
Emmet
carlisle
Esme
and Renesmee(Nessie!)
The reason i got this diary was because nessie forced me into it. " Look auntie Alice! i bought this for you!" That mean little angel! nessie bought me this diary, and you can't say no can you! so really this is annoying, and i probably won't even do a second entry!Nessie also bought me a blue jacket. there was 2 tickets that came with it. the tickets were to go to this beach place. " auntie Alice! do you like this coat? you won't like the tickets! i will take them! Jasper and me just looked at each other when she said that. Anyway she is growing up so fast i feel depressed. God, 200 years old tomorrow! Yay! I have to go now thought bye!