Twilight Sequel

"No, he is Diego." Edward replied. He desperatley wished he could prove to her what he knew. Then he remembered their link.

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"Wake up, Cierra. Let's go home." Carlisle muttered softly as he woke. He was ready to go home. He had an uneasy feeling about something and knew he needed to go home, "We can turn you there."

Christina tried desperately to block his memories from her head. "Stop! I don't believe you!"

"You have to!" Edward scoffed.

"Thoughts are easily fabricated...it's like a day dream." Christina reasoned. She turned and watched the sky turn dark, it began to snow as the stars came out. It reflected her feelings well cold and numb. "This is something I haven't gotten used to yet...not sleeping." She mumbled, "It gives your mind way to much time to think." She remember agonizing nights just sitting thinking of Edward.

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"Okay..." She yawned tiredly.

Edward looked at her sadly, "You think you know things that you don't."

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Carlisle smiled and picked her up. In moments he was running full-speed back towards the house.

Christina paused and thought deeply, picturing her and Jason having sex. She thought and thought until Edward finally yelled, "Stop!"

"Oh relax. We haven't even. I was just showing to you how thoughts can be fabricated." Chris sighed.

"If he ever touches you I'l-" Christina glared at him and Edward stopped. After a few more minutes of silence she whispered softly, "Edward, will you play piano for me?"