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Summary:
MY STORY IS AU!
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Please, do it for me? CHAPTER ONE Angela's POV
Angela sighed, another vision would appear soon. And then she would be put through another boring vision of the nineteenth century, which she didn't exactly care for. Oversized men in tight clothes and stockings were not the kind of daydreams a teenage girl wants. She gave an involuntary shudder at threat thought. They never lasted long, maybe a minute and a half, but that minute and a half was filled with visions of men fighting, mostly over women; big beefy men, small beautiful women.
It had been happening for years, she had learned to ignore it to a certain extent but she still zoned out and stared off into space for a few minutes. She blamed the zoning out on day dreaming, everyone believed her so it didn't matter.
Angela Webber sighed.
It happened everyday at the same time. And being at Bella's house was making her feel a little antsy about the whole 'visions of the past' thing. She snorted to herself, it sounded like a song. She could never tell anyone about this, it was so stupid anyway, in her opinion she was just crazy. So she chatted nonchalantly with her friend and waited for the vision to interrupt her dull life.
The vision came to life slow enough to recognize what she was seeing, a happy little family.
A young man, and his young wife, with their small little child. Subconsciously, Angela knew it was Bella's family. The small child had her eyes, her hair, the laugh was hers, whose eyes, hair, laugh only younger and in a higher pitch. Small dimples marked the little girls face when she smiled, her eyes lit up whenever her mother laughed. Bella's mother's eyes did the same when she looked at the father. Such a happy family. What happened to make Bella's mom flee? They were all smiling, the young Renee making dinner, the young Charlie reading the paper.
Abruptly, the vision changed. Charlie was standing in the kitchen, Renee a few feet away from him, and they were yelling - screaming was a more appropriate word - at each other. He stalked away and she followed, her arm raised. They ran past little Bella's room waking her in the process. Bella lay huddled under the covers with her hands covering her ears.
And then the vision was gone. Angela looked up to find Bella staring at her worriedly with the weirdest expression on her face. "Bella? Are you okay?" She asked with a sigh.
"I was about to ask you the same question." Bella said with a weak smile.
"So what do you want to do now?" Angela asked pushing the vision back to that she could concentrate on her friend. She wasn't one for ideas. She was here to help Bella but she had no idea with what yet.
"Well…I need help as you know." Bella started. But then she laughed at her own private joke.
"Well. About what?" Angela asked with a sigh. "Just tell me already." She watched as Bella blushed. "Oh, come on, Bella!" She begged. They both started to laugh.
"I will tell you after dinner." Bella had made dinner while they had talked, and on Angela's part zoned out.
"What did you make?" Angela asked, she hadn't really had zoned out, even before the vision. Of course she wanted to ask Bella about her childhood now, but she wouldn't because then what would Bella think? Always the sensible one Angela kept her thoughts and concerns to herself.
"Just pizza. Popped it right in the oven." She smiled. "So, lets eat."
"Alright." Angela said with a shrug and a smile.
Bella's POV
That worried her, the expression on Angela face reminded her too much of Alice's most common expression, the look Alice got as she was seeing someone else's future.
It was a scary thought, she was probably worrying over nothing, but for some reason it didn't feel like nothing to her. They never got around to talking about the situation at hand, Charlie was home early. She sighed and smiled weakly at her. "We'll talk later for sure." She whispered to Angela and saw her nod.
She left just as Charlie came through the door and Bella sighed.
"I made pizza Charlie. I am going to go to bed now." She called on her way up the stairs, she tripped on the top step and sighed.
I knew he would be waiting for me in my room, just like he always was. I smiled and entered the room. He was sitting on the bed, a book in his hands. "Wuthering Heights again Edward?" She asked playfully. He didn't respond, didn't even look up from the book, so she waited but of course she was always the impatient one.
She waited, though it killed her to do so. Finally he read the last page, though she knew he could have finished it in maybe two seconds, he read at a normal pace. "Bella you are very impatient." He said in that soft velvety tone of his.
"And you read to slow." She said with a smile.
Edward just stared at me, a pained expression on his face. "Edward, what's wrong?" His expression changed, he smiled and her heart fluttered as it always did.
"Nothing that should harm you." He said.
"Should?" She asked raising her brow.
"That doesn't mean it won't, but it's really not that major." Edward said his eyes playful.
"Oh just spit it out Edward." Bella huffed.
"Whose impatient now?" He asked. She glared at him. "Oh, alright."
...On to chapter 2