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Another Twilight fanfic

WARNING: -Expect drama while reading this, please be patient with me. It'll make sense even if it seems it doesn't. - a lot of swearing/cursing - MATURE CONTENT(kids you were warned) - Gore -GXG/WLW/BXB/LGBT+(just the gays, so homophobes, respectfully... begone please) -Forms of abuse from mental, physical, SA, etc. (It may be mentioned as someone's past or present) - THIS IS AN AU, AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE. Certain events might change or would not happen or have happened. Some pairings will have changes. Some facts about the story or the characters might change (Honestly, it's because I'm too lazy to research and watch it all over again) -English isn't my first language, so you will see misspellings and grammatical errors, I might or might not go back to edit them later on. -the frequency of chapter uploads depends on the mood really, so you might get more than one chapter a week or just one. Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, EVERYTHING ABOUT IT, STORY AND THE CHARACTERS OF IT BELONGS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR OR OWNER OF IT, THE ONLY THING I OWN ARE MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. I DO NOT OWN THE SONGS THAT WILL BE INCLUDED IN THIS STORY, THEY BELONG TO THEIR ORIGINAL CREATORS (did I do that right?) AN: This is a wish-fulfillment thing. I ran out of stories to read about Twilight, so I made one of my own. I'm not earning anything from this, I still have this boring job and responsibilities in real life, so please don't... please don't pressure me and be mean. For those who are wondering why I even published it here, it's because I wanted to motivate myself to continue the story. Thinking that there may be people wanting me to continue this as well. Basically, means I just don't want to end up forgetting about this. ~~~ This is a story of a woman who was forcefully reincarnated to another world. She was just working, kept thinking of just disappearing, and not existing. The usual shit that sadly a lot of people also think like this. Waking up every day, feeling shit because, well... I woke up. Seeing all this, a ROB plucked my soul out of my body, and just killed my healthy(not healthy, bitch be living like no tomorrow with the junk food and smoking) body and forced me to reincarnate, refusing my original wish to just disappear into oblivion! Told me I should be grateful to be alive and some shit that sounded like a 'live, laugh, love' type of culty thing. Woke up in a hellish situation, don't know which universe he shoved me in, just a clue that it was from one of the things I liked, but that didn't help to narrow it down aa, I liked a lot of stuff... Some weird too... Continued to suffer my hell for a while, cursing and begging the ass face for the sweet release of death and hopefully meet the guy again so I can punch him in the nuts, and suddenly the door opened and when I saw who it was, I now knew where I was. 'F***ing twilight?!'

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Chapter 28

AN: people forget since I don't really bother with writing the MC's Status screen anymore...kind of a waste of word count...

Her gift isn't absolute, yes it is OP, and it will improve but many things can still counter it, such as surprise attacks, attacks from a distance, holding her loved ones hostage, and if the opponent can't hear her for some reason, the opponent has strong mental fortitude... And many more. Most of them if not all, can be cointered by just being careful or having reliable people around her tho, and other things.

There will be action, but same as lemons, I'm not really confident that I can write those parts satisfactorily enough for you all, but I'll try.

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Cullen's house. Afternoon at the Gazebo

ROBIN'S POV

"So, you're telling me... That all those young women, for need I remind you that most of them are from prominent families, are part of her what did you call it again?" Rosalie directed her question to Vera and Isaac.

*Do we have to talk-* I tried interjecting but the girl just swatted my hand to dismiss me.

Oi, you're lucky I love you and respect boundaries, or I would've bent you over now to not so much as swat, but slap your behind for this. Ugh...

I heard the two other participants of the little get-together chuckle, clearly amused at my misery.

"It's Harem dear, it's a term our little female Casanova used quite a few times to describe the members of that little club of hers..." Isaac replied to Rosalie while smirking at me.

Oh, I'm thinking of shoving a kilo of ghost peppers down your throat so you'd make a permanent residence in the toilet, rendering your asshole swell, unusable for your little gentleman friends you bastard.

"Oh, yes, a harem, a group of men or women sharing a single lover, which is our wonderful friend right here. She also called them a fan club, but me and Isaac disagreed, a fan club is too tame for the debauched activities that happen there." Vera added now laughing at me.

Aaaaaaaaaah, you are so lucky you were born a woman you bitch! I won't use spices but I might take some laxatives and have you unknowingly take it for a week!

[AN: Bruh, what's with you and shitting? 🤨]

I glared at both of them, to which they just shrugged and kept laughing at me, before calming down but still having an annoying smirk on their lips.

I looked to my side where Rosalie, who had re-established our besties-for-life relationship was sitting. Her eyebrows furrowed, her mouth slightly agape from shock and disbelief at what she was hearing from our so-called friends. These bitches, I'll get you back for this.

Then she directed her eyes towards me.

"YOU! You took me there! You took US there! Oh my God, there were so many! You should take better care of yourself! What would your parents think of this? You shouldn't play with people's hearts! Poor Claire!" She shouted at me while she kept hitting me with her napkin.

It didn't really hurt, but I had to pretend, I used my hands as a shield from the angry blonde, I let her vent for a bit, then grabbed her wrists gently to stop her. I looked into her eyes directly, and she calmed down a bit, enough for me to be able to sign.

*First of all, I didn't want to bring you there, you insisted on going, saying that it is unfair of me to leave you out of the club, Vera knew about it but still agreed, so blame her a bit for it. Second, the girls there are my friends, and even if we do get a bit more intimate than regular friends, they are very much aware that it can never be more than that, Claire's situation was indeed unfortunate, but she knew from the start that we would not be anything but friends with a bit of benefit, and I never go for married women, so no worries about that anymore. 3rd, my family knows, to a certain extent, and we don't discuss it, they don't approve of it, but they understand that this is essentially my life, so they don't comment much unless I'm being too reckless. And 4th, I do take care of myself, look at me, don't I glow? I'm becoming prettier every day, and if you meant about my chastity, I know it'll sound crude to say this, but I don't believe that consensual intimacy between two people before marriage is a bad thing, what if you marry someone you're not sexually compatible with? You might say that it does not matter as long as you love the person, and sex is not important, but I disagree... Unless you're the type of person who does not need sex and does not crave it, being with someone who is not your match in bed will result in a mediocrely happy relationship, I do not want that for myself. I'm a very touchy person, I express my love with touch, you could all attest to that. Does all of this make me a bad person? You don't want me anymore?* I explained not only to Rosalie but also to her other friends. Ending it with a sad kicked puppy look.

Which seemed effective enough to distract the three from the amount of bullshit I just spouted at them, I'm just a manipulative bitch who uses others to fill the void in my heart from not being able to be with the one person I truly want to be with.

Should I change myself and stop all my dalliances? Maybe that would be for the best, but I don't really feel like it... I may have been a grown adult before coming into this new life of mine, but right at this moment... I'm currently still a teen, and I was thrown into this world to have fun, enjoy life, and appreciate living...

There might be ways to accomplish that without hurting other people, and doing things within the societal norms, but will that really make someone happy? Having to bend over backward to conform to what others deemed acceptable? For others, maybe they'll say yes. But that's not for me.

I've lived a life filled with restrictions, I've suffered enough from two lives that would make a lot of people kill themselves if they even experience a single instance of it... And it's not like I'm out here committing unspeakable crimes to humanity. So whoever you are out there judging me, saying I'll go to hell? Piss off, let us meet in hell you pretentious git.

The mood was a bit awkward, her companions did not know how to react. I knew I had to dispel this atmosphere, so I took a sip of my tea and then directed a grin towards Rosalie.

*You don't have to worry Rosalie, no matter how many women come into my life, you'll always be my number one. I'll still love you the most... Because you and I?...*

I held her right hand with my left on her lap and held her left hand against my right cheek with my right hand... Moved my head a bit to give her palm a small kiss while gazed at her her lovingly.

She was beet red... So cute... Her lips kept opening and closing, she didn't know what to say, her bottom lip quivering from my sudden show of affection.

I then let go of her hand, still with a tender look.

*We're BFF's! Best friends for life! Right?* I added. And gave her a wink before bringing my attention back to the snacks on the table.

The three were left stunned by what just happened, but Isaac recovered faster than the two.

"How dare you flirt with my friend... Right in front of ME! Your Lover! They warned me about you! But I didn't listen, I trusted that your love for me was true!" Isaac theatrically joked, with exaggerated hand movements to express his words.

"I must confess, I too have become a victim of this female Casanova... She whispered sweet sweet notings in my ear, promising love and pleasure beyond imagination... I apologize, Isaac, I am also your friend, but I have also broken your trust..." Vera jumped into the theatrics.

The two held hands and fake cried. I wanted to be mad, but I got what they were trying to do, the two of them already knew I had feelings for Rosalie before I even admitted it to myself, and right now, they were just trying to emphasize that what I did was just a bit, and I wasn't confessing my love for her.

They wanted to co-captain our ship, but they knew that Rosalie didn't feel the same way about me. Tho they still think I could convert her if I actually tried, but I shut that idea of theirs down. This might be one of the reasons why they let me play around with other girls, so I can get over Rosalie.

They are weird, but God... I love them...

All of this seemed to have calmed down Rosalie, and she was now laughing at how silly we were being, we decided to change the topic, which ended up being Isaac's love life... Ha! His wasn't so different from mine, so he got almost the same reaction from Rosalie, but a lot more subdued... I was now the one laughing at the side. This continued up until they had to leave.

All in all, their little get-together ended on a happy note.

I went into the music room to brush up on my handling of instruments and found my brother sitting in front of the piano, flipping through pages of music scores.

"I've told you this before, but that girl likes you a lot... Hearing her thoughts about you, she's not sure what exactly she feels, but she just keeps saying to herself that it's normal to feel and have thoughts like that about a friend, especially when her friend looks and behaves like you... But it is not. She actually thinks about you in a way that a young healthy woman would think of a potential lover... She isn't as innocent as you think she is you know? You actually have a chance with her... I get that you don't want to change her, I support you on that... But you don't have to change her to be with her... " He tried reasoning with me looking sympathetic.

'I get what you're saying, brother... But you know the rules, if I do decide to do that, and let's say that she does end up accepting my feelings... I would not only be putting our family in danger but also her. The supernatural only has a few laws to abide by, we already broke one, I can't give the Volturi another ammunition they could use against us. And as I've said, thoughts are very subjective, they aren't always facts. She will live and die as a human, with a husband, have kids, and live peacefully unaware of the supernatural. If we are soulmates, maybe once she's reborn, we may meet in a more accepting time and situation... I've had my peace with this decision. I'll watch over her till the day we have to leave and move on. So please, let us not discuss this again and again, I may have accepted the situation, but I'm not a masochist to want to talk about this over and over' I repeated the same statement I'd given before, this wasn't the first time he has brought up this topic. So I finally pleaded for him to stop.

"Very well, I won't bring it up again. But if you ever do change your mind... Know that no matter the danger, we'll support you." seeing my sad and pleading look, Edward finally conceded.

He finally decided on a piece of music to play... Looked at me with a smile, so I grabbed my violin... Having a duet with my brother has always been one of our best bonding activities... And soon, a very sweet and warm melody was heard throughout the Cullen home.

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Seasons changed... Years passed... A lot has happened... Me and my small group of friends had continued to be close, became closer... And had even new members.

Isaac and I are still pretending to be lovers, but he has met a nice man and has been in a relationship with him for a while now, he decided to be exclusive with him, and his lover understood our situation, and has been quite a sport, he also entered out little group...

Vera has met a young man, quite a sweet man really, he had a gentle soul despite him having a hulking body, the contrast of their appearance was quite endearing, they fell for each other so fast, that she got pregnant very early in their relationship, they had to rush marriage. So far, no regrets from both of them.

Rosalie had grown more beautiful, garnering the attention and adoration of most men, and the envy and jealousy of women...

It was now the year 1933... We were now 18 years old... the year where Rosalie's plot happened...

I hope peaceful days will continue. But that's asking too much, right? I'm not that lucky. I've done my best to get close to her, I've done my preparations... The only way that I would fail is if fate decides to screw me over again.

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AN: Bruh... You just jinxed yourself.

Grammarly is kinda of weird right now, prolly got sick of being used for free. So you might find more grammatical errors as well as spelling mistakes.

Heads up, I'll be busy for a couple of days, and a lot of overtime, so uploads might be every other day for a bit. I will still try the everyday thing, but just giving you a heads-up if I'm not able to.

Thanks for all the comments, I love reading and responding to you all. I found that the PS is helping us get up the list when searching for Twilight FF, tho the Cover photo for some reason still shows the old placeholder cover. Also, no pressure, if you want and can leave a review, it'd be nice.

Again, thank you very much for all your support. 😘