The Other Twin

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Rory's POV -
I woke up a slight pain in my side. Looking at it, I saw I had a dark bruise from last night. I sighed. Normally, she didn't leave a bruise. Normally, she didn't kick me multiple times. The whole Edward think must have got to her. Just thinking about tonight makes me buzz a little. I get out of bed and dressed, showered and make myself breakfast. Isabella's not down yet, and Dad's already left. He left a note on the table. Saying there's sandwich fillings in the fridge and crisps in the cupboard. I leave the note and walk up to my room with my food. A text pops up on my phone. Its from Edward
E- Fantastic Beasts: Secrets of Dumbledore, Batman, Death on the Nile or Sonic 2.
You- Definitely not Sonic. Death on the Nile seems good.
E- Cool. See you at 5.
You- see you at 5!
I smile to myself. It's happening. Really happening. I smell his scent in his jacket I've put on.

Edward's POV -
I see his face light up at my message. Once he replies, I book the tickets. He looks so happy. Despite what he went through last night, he was over joyed by my text. And it made me feel warm in my heart. My cold, dead heart. I didn't mean to stay here all night. I just wanted to see him before I go home. And then Bella came in. And started hurting him. And then I had to stay, so that I knew she couldn't hurt him. So that I could stop her. Trust me, I know it's creepy watching someone sleep. But I had to. For his sake. After I paid for the tickets (got to love the internet, life is so much easier with it), I text my sister.
You- Start a mental call with the family. Now.
A- Why?
You- I'll tell you if you start the call.
Suddenly I feel her start talking in my head.  A- <Oh, start a call Addy. It's no big deal. It not like you're the one who has to put effort into pulling the minds of multiple people across the town together->
Ed- <Bella kicked Rory>
Ad- <Who's ready to kill a bitch?>
Ro- <I'm in.>
Ru- <ditto.>
Em- <I'm too then.>
K- <Same.>
Es- <Are you sure that you want to do this? You can't take back murder.>
Ed- <She blames Rory for her getting hit. And wants him to jump off a cliff.>
Es- <I'll get the knife. >
Ad- <What's the plan?>
Ro- <I thought we decided embalming her alive. >
Ed- <To quick. Not painful enough.>
C- <Have fun kids. I'm going into surgery. Am I going to have to treat Miss Swan again today?>
Ad- <You don't have to treat her.>
C- <Don't get caught. I'm not bailing you out again. >
Em- <okay. That was one time.>
C- <I'm leaving. I have no part in this. I take no responsibility for my kid's actions. They are between the ages of 200+ and 90-ish. They are older than most adults. Esme, darling, make sure they don't do anything stupid.>
Es- <Go do your surgery hun.>
C- <I will testify for none of you in court. >
Al- <Me and Jaz are in. And I have a collection of fancy, expensive Japanese carving knifes in my room. >
K- <Wtf Alice. >
Al- <They were pretty. And an anniversary gift from Jasper. >
J- <I will help plan and nothing else. I've been clean for years and I'm not about to go against that.>
Ed-<That's great. In Carlisle's medical journals, apparently it takes 4 pints of blood for someone to die. Which means she needs to lose 1. And then we can electrocute her. >
Em- <Boring. Rosie killed her ex-fiance in a wedding dress. Be more creative.>
K- <Yeah. That's badass.>
Ru- <They've got a point.>
Ed- <Why are you ganging up against me? It's my mate getting beaten. >
K- <Fair. We could burn the house down. >
Es- <I'm not burning down Charlie's house. >
Ed- <All Rory's stuff is in that house. We can't do that to him. >
Ad- <Why is it so hard to decide how to kill somebody? >
Es- <You don't have to kill her. Just nearly fatally injure her. >
Ad- <We've already tried hitting her with a car l lum.>
J- <We could report her to the police. >
Em- <Her dad is the Forks police. >
Ed- <His dad loves him. And would do anything for him. Her, not so much. >
K- <It's boring. We could hit her with a baseball bat?>
Ro- <Boring. Let's go back to what Esme said. About badly injuring her. >
Es- <Thank you Rosalie. >
Ad- <That would make her more popular.>
Al- < Why is she popular again? Like, what does she bring to the table? >
Ed- <Not much.>
Ru- <We could send stalker letters. That was my plan for Rose's ex. Then she will move back to Sunny Arizona, and leave Rory here. >
Ad- <But she needs to suffer. Let's do Russell's plan, and push her off a cliff. But call someone and save her. >
J- <We're decided? >
Ad- <Yes. >
Em- <Yes.>
Ed- <Yes.>
Ro- <Sounds great.>
K- <Agreed. >
Es- <I hope you kids know what your doing? >
J- <We'll be fine.>
Al- <I actually think this is going to work. >
Ru- <We're great. >
Ad- <Yes. We're great. It's going to work. Now I'm going to hang up. This is giving me a splitting head ache.
My head is silent again, and I watch my mate, sitting happily on his phone in my jacket, oblivious to the plan that was going on in my family.