A/n: okay I know ive said numerous times that I WAS NOT going to start another story until I was finished with the old ones. Well… (: I just had a REALLY good idea for a story and I wanted to get my thoughts down and see the reactions to it. So after reading this, PLEASE review and tell me if it is a hit or miss, kay? (; hahaha so read and review! Thanks everyone! (:
~rosalie3
PROLOUGE!
Bella's POV
As I stepped out form the thick forest onto the familiar gravel road, I let out a huge sigh of relief. It had been forever since I was home. The day I was taken was still so strong in my memory. The smell of the stew on the stove top. Heading out in the rain with Edward to go to the store. The man who began talking to me in the aisle. The clerk checking me out. Walking out of the store to Edward's car. The hand that clasped over my mouth to stop any scream. Roughly being thrown into the back of a car, handcuffed to the seat. Edward running towards the car. The fight. Screaming. Edward falling to the ground. The man driving away with me as I stared out the back window at Edward's still form, lying on the ground. Darkness.
I shook the memories out of my head, as that was a day I did not want to relive. Instead I started focusing on the positives of running away from him and returning home. I couldn't wait to see mom and dad. I knew they would be ecstatic. I knew Alice would fall into my arms crying, and I would also cry as I held her tiny form. Then there was Edward. My Edward. The look on his face the last time I saw him was the strongest thing in my memory- it was a look full of fury, frustration, longing, fear, and love. I knew my kidnapping had to be very hard on him, as he swore he would always protect me. I smiled at the thought of my family and friends, and I started walking westward along the road. Even though I knew where I was, I was still a few miles from home, and there was going to be a long walk ahead of me. I really should have walked along the edge of the forest- it would have been safer to be shaded by the trees. However, I had made the choice between safety and swiftness, and I knew that with my clumsiness, walking along the gravel would take a much shorter time. I knew I needed to move fast, so I opted for the paved road.
I was walking for a few more minutes before my mind began to wander back to him. I wondered how long he had been knocked out for, or even if he was still asleep. I wondered if he realized that I was missing. I wondered if he would some looking for me. That last thought brought chills to my skin, and I shuddered in the light fall breeze. My only hope was that he had still not noticed my absence. If he indeed knew I was gone? Well, let's just say I need to begin walking a bit faster.
As I walked a bit further, I was overcome with the feeling that I wasn't alone, that there was someone watching me. Someone following my every movement. I felt a chill of fear down my spine, and I forced myself to muster up enough courage to peek over my shoulder. As I turned though, I was filled with relief as the only thing I saw was a small squirrel sitting at the base of a tree. I relaxed some, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that someone else was there. A few more minutes passed and I again looked over my shoulder, and again, nothing was there. After the second time of nothing I really relaxed and I smiled as I took more steps toward my destination. It was then that I heard the crunch of the leaves. I immediately looked down, only to see that there we no leaves under my foot. I stopped, frozen with fear, as I heard another loud crunch. Slowly, I looked over my shoulder for the third time, and then my body began to rake with sobs. He was there, following me by about 20 feet. I met his eyes, and an evil smile spread across his lips.
"Silly girl." He said in a drunk, raspy voice, "You can't get away from me that easily."
