Curiosity Killed The Cat.

I ran. I ran hard, and I ran fast. And I found out that I could run better than I thought. Or, well, at least without tripping, thankfully. It didn't matter that I was in my pajamas, I just wanted to get the hell out of that house, and what was going on in it. As I ran. Little rocks tried to penetrate my feet, but I took no notice. The adrenaline rush had made them feel numb. Let me do a little recap as to what led to this.

Recap

I'm in my room waiting for mom and dad to go to sleep so I can go to this party that Angela is throwing. I heard the front door close, and a soft snap finally, I thought. I never thought mom was going to lock that door. I slowly walked down the stairs, trying not to make any noise, not wanting my mom to find me like this. Lets just say it would….end badly. My mothers got a temper, and unfortunately, so do I. So if you piss me off, watch your back bitch. I saw a body shaped lump on the couch covered by a blanket and assumed that was Charlie; I could hear Renee putting away dishes, what with the banging and the clanking and all.

I walked towards the door, my hand literally on the handle, and I hear a soft strangled whimper. Along with the temper, my mother is just as clumsy as I used to be. I worked to grow out of it though, and so did she, but we both had our moments. So, when she hurts herself cooking, she makes it known. If I'm upstairs with my music on, I would be able to hear her cussing and throwing things. So, this whimper felt oddly out of place.

I slowly crept to the kitchen and saw Renee with her head tilted back, exposing her neck, and a guy had his mouth on her neck, with a hand on her waist, and the other on her back. At first, I was disgusted and outraged, thinking that Renee was cheating on Charlie. But then I saw red, not in my vision, but on my mothers neck, and her face was stark white. That's when I panicked. I went to the living room and removed the blanket covering Charlie, afraid of that snap I had heard earlier. I pulled back the blanket in one swift motion, deciding just to get it over with.

And there was Charlie, his eyes wide open in shock, and his head lolling around, with sharp corners trying to protrude from his neck skin. I didn't wait for anything. I just ran, tears streaming down my face and my stomach twisting in disgust.

End Recap

That brings us back to the present where I was currently tearing through the woods like a crazy woman. Typical. And in my PJs, no less! Some people can block unpleasant memories, even if they happened not even an hour ago. But not me. My mind hates me. Quite literally, actually. My mind replays something scary or embarrassing repeatedly in my head until its ground into the cornerstone of my memory, not letting me forget one single detail. And not to mention that its dark, I'm tired, its late, and I'm in the middle of the forest. Just perfect.

So, naturally, the brain in my head that hates me so very much, began to play tricks on me. I would see something white flash in the corner of my eye, and when I turned to look, whatever it was, was gone now. Creepy. As I kept running, I began to hear the faint, soft sound of running water. I slowed down a bit, both from exhaustion and curiosity, and as they say, curiosity killed the cat.

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When I found the water, it was nothing but a small stream running down hill. It looked promising, I don't know why, but it did, so I followed it. I didn't think that anything would be there as I followed the stream. I watched the water as I walked. For as long as I can remember, I had always had a strange fascination with water and fire. Strange, but still fascinating. Whether it was one or the other, I could just sit and watch them for hours. I'm not surer what it's about, maybe it's the movement of the waves or the way the flames danced around each other that had me watching them so intently. Strangely enough, they had a calming effect on me.

As I walked along, I watched the water and when I saw a small light shadow appear in front of me, I froze.

One foot in front of the other, my hands at my sides, my eyes locked on the light. I slowly raised my head and found I was feet away from a gigantic, gorgeous, white house. The white house was pearl white and looked like it was built in the 1920s. Victorian Style. The front porch had 3 steps leading to the door, which instead of standard brown, but pitch black, with some sort of knocker on it. The door had two white pillars next to it, holding up the pointed porch roof. It was at least three stories tall, with glass windows surrounding the house, while the windows, were as tall as my house.

Each time I looked at a window, it was as if I traveled back in time. I couldn't help but stare. This house was incredible, it would the The White House a run for its money. (heheh) The windows I hadn't looked at yet, were on the second and third floors. When I looked up at the top window, there was only one on this side, I could faintly see the outline of someone moving around. But when I looked through the second floor window, I nearly had a heart attack.

Right in the middle of the window was a girl. I could see her clearly because the light was coming from her room. She was short with jet black hair that was slightly spikey at the ends. Her skin reminded me of a porcelain doll. Along with her eyes, which were wide and round. The only clothing she had on was a tiny black dress that poofed out slightly at the end, with spaghetti straps. I saw another shadow slowly coming up behind her. A tall lean and lanky blonde came up and put his hands on her shoulders. I barely saw her lips moving, but the mans eyes snapped to mine. I could feel my legs shaking under me, whether from exhaustion or being so scared I was rooted to the spot was beyond me.

My head began to swim and I was wobbly on my feet, This happened before, so I know I couldn't fight it. I saw their blurry silhouettes move away from the window right before I blacked out.

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The first thing I heard as I started to overcome consciousness was a soft, velvety voice. Then a melodic high one. I figured it a boy and girl considering the tone difference. When I tried to decipher what they were saying, my head started to pound, so I quickly stopped. I groaned quietly, or so I thought, and roller over.

Right onto the ground.

Apparently, they put me on the couch. I hit the floor with a dull thud, landing on my hands. I lay there for a minute, then decided it was probably best if I got up off the ground. I sat up straight on my knees, barely able to see over the back of the couch. Since the light in my room was off, I was able to see the outline of two people in the other room, I could vaguely make out a table, and I was in the living room, so I assumed it was the kitchen. And the two people in it, were having a very heated discussion.

I crawled back onto the couch, grateful that it was soft and cushy, and looked over the top of the couch when I was closer. Apparently they were too involved in the conversation to notice the sound I made when I fell. As I assumed, it was a boy and a girl. I looked at the boy, scratch that, man, first, and the first thing I noticed, was his tousled, slightly shaggy bronze hair. He looked average height, five foot ten probably. He was in a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and from the look of the material, it looked like silk. Of course, I thought just look at this house. Of course the family has money.

He wore a simple pair of black washed out, low waist jeans and black converse. His posture was agitated and…slightly offensive. I should have been listening to what they were saying, but right now I was too busy staring at the features of the mans face. Even though his lips were in a tight line and his eye brows were pulled into the middle of his forehead, you could tell he was gorgeous. I could still see his cheekbones stick out, and, no matter what, I was able to see the obvious strong chin he had. His hand was pinching the bridge of his nose, in what I assumed was an agitated way.

I finally looked at the girl in the room, and with a shock that almost made me cry out in surprise, I realized it was the short porcelain doll from the window. I hadn't noticed before, but she was speaking to him.

" What was I supposed to do? I very well couldn't leave her out there in the middle of the woods, plus she looked like hell! Something bad happened to her, I know it, I just don't know what."

" And that gives you a right to bring her HERE, in OUR house, does it Alice?" Huh… so I finally got a name. The little girls name was Alice. " Of course it does! Have you seen her? She looks so fragile when she's asleep, and she looked ready to take on the world before she saw me. So there's a big difference. And I wanted to find out what she was doing here in the first place. Its three o'clock in the morning Edward, what normal human being would be out wondering the woods in their pajamas at this time."

Awesome, another name. The total babes name was Edward. Not one I would've chosen, but it fit him well. Edward, meanwhile, looked like he was relaxing a bit, his lips were no longer a thin line, and I got to look at them. He had nice, full, pink, kissable lips. God, I sound like some love struck highschooler. So what, the kids hot. Big deal. His forehead also slowly de creased, leaving his forehead flawless. He sighed,

" Fine,Alice, but if I hurt her, I'm holding you responsible for bringing her here in the first place."

Wait, why would he hurt me?

" Wait, why would you hurt her?" Alice voiced my thoughts. "She…shes my singer, Alice, her blood calls to me, I almost attacked her the first time I smelled her."

Whoa,whoa,whoa, back it up. Singer? My blood calls to him? Ok, either I'm in need to get my hearing checked, or he needs a little help from Mr. Needle. "Oh, I already knew that." She said in and of course tone.

" But I saw it, you won't her. Trust me. And neither will Jasper for that matter, even though it is toughest for him… although.. It may not be anymore.. Oh well!" Wow.. This little pixie is just as crazy as her brother. And seen it? Seen what! And who the fuck is jasper? Oh god, I'm gonna lose it soon. Just as I thought that, I heard light footsteps coming closer to me, so I quickly laid back down, closing my eyes and breathing in evenly.

"Bella?" How the fuck does he know my name?!?!

"Don't, Edward. Let her sleep. She just passed out in the forest for pete's sake."

"Who passed out?" I heard a curious, and rather loud voice ask. I twitched involuntarily at the abruptness, I hadn't heard any footsteps.

" Quiet, Emmet! You'll wake her up!" Emmet? Another weird name…

" Wake who up?" Emmet asked.

"Bella, now be quiet before I sew your mouth shut." Wow.. Nice threat little pixie.

Apparently , the threat worked because I didn't hear another word from Emmet. I felt the couch sag slightly down by my legs, and gasped in surprise. Oh well, jigs up, might as well 'get up' now. I shot up straight and snapped my legs to me. Looking at the person who had sat down next to me. It was Alice, and she was smiling. I looked around the room for Edward or Emmet, and didn't see Edward, or anyone else.

"They left." Alice stated simply.

"um… ok." I said lamely.

"I'm Alice by the way, who are you?" As if you don't know, I heard you both say my name. But I figured I had to play along, I didn't think that would go over well if she new I heard her conversation before.

"I'm Bella. Hi Alice, and, um, how did I get here?" I asked, quietly.

"Oh, I saw you faint from my window, and I just wanted to make sure that you were okay, and plus, this is the middle of the woods, of course im not gonna leave you out there." I was shocked now, not before, as I heard her words. Shocked first by the fact that she recognized me from the window, and by the fact that everything she just said was in a duh tone.

"Ohmygod! I completely forgot about the whole window thing." as I was talking, I stood up, shocked that I was able to forget the whole reason I passed out.

And, as I stood up, my head swam, and I swayed on my feet, I reached out and grabbed Alice's arm to steady myself, and got another jolt of shock. Her skin was cold as fricken ice!!!

She quickly steadied me, then shot into the kitchen to get me some water and advil for the headache. As I drank the water, she was staring at me with calm slightly worried eyes, and I was staring at her with suspicious ones, which I think she noticed. If she knew that I had heard her talking with Edward earlier,….well… I don't wanna know what she would've done. "Thank you, Alice." I said. " No problem, Bella. I'm glad you're ok. " She said with a smile.

" If you don't mind me asking, where's your family?"

"oh, they're around here somewhere. I have 3 brothers. Adopted though, because one of them is my boyfriend, Jasper. The ones I actually consider my brothers are Edward and Emmet. I also have one sister, Rosalie. Then there's Carlisle and Esme, the people who adopted us. All of us. Rose and Jasper are fraternal twins, so, you'll be able to tell when you see them,." She said. wow, girl wanted to talk.

" Oh, would you mind introducing me? I mean, they did let me stay here, and I didn't even know their names up until now." I asked slyly. I wanted to see if this family all had the same pale skin and flawless features. Because if they did, then it would be kinda hard to believe that they were adopted.

" Sure! No problem, let me just go get them," She practically screamed, I had to fight the urge to cover my ears, in fear of being rude, god, this little pixie is a fricken energizer bunny, in the flesh!

While she was gone, I stood up to take my first actual look at the room I was in. When I looked at where I was sitting, I saw pure white couch; it was spotless. How Esme kept that couch that clean with six other people in the house, I'll never know. Almost directly in front of the couch was a, again, pitch black table. If you were sitting, the table would come up about your kness, and was a little smaller than the rug it had under it. The floor was hardwood, so they had the rug so the table wouldn't scratch the floor. The rug was much more simple than I imagined. The frayed edges were a dark purple, if you looked closely, framed by a white line on the inside, with another black line, and white in the middle square. This family obviously had a thing for white.

On the right side, at the edge of the table, was a black loveseat, and on the left side, next to the couch, was another. In front of the table, across from the couch, was the biggest TV I have ever seen. I walked around the table to get a good look at the TV and realized, that instead of resting on the black wood cabinet set under it, it was actually a Plasma. That would explain the size then. I turned, and frozen near the right hand wall, was a pitch black, baby grand piano. The thing was flawless, as I got closer, I could see my own reflection off the top of the piano, it was so shiny, that it almost hurt my eyes reflecting the light. The bench was already pulled out, so I sat on it, and slowly ran my fingertips over the keys.

The keys felt as if they were brand new, and didn't move an inch when my fingertips dragged across them. I know this isn't a usual comparison, but the whole piano reminded me of a brand new car, Sleek, shiny, and smooth. I wanted to play so bad, but I hadn't played for years. I'm not sure if I even remember how. I lifted up the bench top, pleased to find a small compartment, with song sheets scattered around. I picked up one of them, and looked at the notes. I figured I could at least try, if it doesn't work, then ok.

I was so focused on the piano, that I hadn't noticed that at least six people had come down the stairs. The only one I could recognize was Alice, and she was standing at the bottom of the stairs calling Edwards name. The family just stared back at me, until the gorgeous blonde spoke to me.

" That's Edwards piano, unless you want to get your arm ripped off, I suggest you step away from the piano and put the song sheet back. Now."

I couldn't tell if she was trying to help me or not. From the words, you would think so, but the tone in which she said them was bored. I saw everyone else nod, and I saw that the huge guy looked scared shitless. So I put back the sheet, and slowly stepped away from the piano. When I had reached the couch again, I began listening, and I heard Alice's shrill voice from overhead, so I assumed that someone wasn't listening. And judging from the grin on 3 of their faces, I had a feeling that wasn't smart.

After Alice's voice, I heard light, rapid footsteps, which I assume were Alice's, then the footsteps just disappeared, I heard a loud grunt, then another thud. I don't know what happened, and I'm not sure I want to know. All I do know is that the whole family was trying to keep in their laughter, which I soon joined them in, as I saw little tiny Alice dragging Edward by the collar of his shirt, which was missing buttons, his hair was messier than the last time I saw, and he was missing a shoe. Well, I guess I know what happened with all the thuds now.

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hey! ok, so this is my first fanfic thats published, but ive been writing for a while, i know the chapters short, but im gonna make them longer, review please! im not gonna do that whole" no review no new chapter" because i just like writing. but reviews would be appreciated. :)

-missstone123