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BPOV
I hate it when Edward has to go hunting. I'm always bored. There is absolutely nothing to do. I could just die of boredom.
"Calm down, Bella," I told myself, "he's going to be here in a matter of hours. Don't get so worked up."
Finishing the thought, I heard a knock on the door. That's odd. Edward would have just come in through the window. I looked outside; there was a black car with tinted windows. That was odd. There was no need for a car with tinted windows here in Forks with it always being cloudy and no one else had new cars here other than the Cullens. Must be someone new to the neighborhood or it could Victoria trying to get be. You never know. It had only been two months since my encounter with James, Victoria and Laurent and I finally got my cast off two weeks ago. Well, you could never be too careful.
I decided to open the door seeing as Victoria could have just knocked the door down. There was an Indian-looking man with a bit of scruff on his chin. He was a pretty decent looking man but he had nothing on my Edward.
"Hello," I said meekly, the way I was with new people.
"Hello," the man answered back. "Are you Isabella Marie Gibbs?"
"No, but my name is Isabella though"
"Oh. I thought you liked to be called Bella.
How did he know I liked to be called that? Only about the whole population of Forks knew that and I have never seen or heard of him before. He has to be new, but how did he know I like to be called Bella and who has the last name Gibbs? Wait, I have an uncle named Gibbs, but he lives in D.C.
"I'm sorry," after about a minute of having a horror stricken face on. "You must have the wrong person."
The man proceeded to take something out of his back pocket. He took out a picture; a picture of Kelly, my uncle's daughter, but she died years ago. He held it to my face a put on self-satisfied smirk on his face, almost like the one James had when…
"You are obviously her," he spoke up. "I can see the family resemblance. Isabella Marie Gibbs. I have finally found you."
I started shivering. Not because it was cold outside but because I had another person after me. To make it worse, he could see me shaking in fear. He was human. I shouldn't be afraid of him. I hang with a family of vampires but I couldn't stop shaking in fear.
"My name is Ari," he continued. "I think you should know since we will be spending a lot of time together. You'll me coming with me."
"I not going anywhere with you," I said in a shaky voice, trying to find the pepper spray Charlie gave me for safety precautions.
Ari pulled something else out of his pocket. A gun! I tried to find my voice but nothing came out but gasps. When I was finally able to scream something hard hit my head breaking skin. Blood dripped down the left side of my face. Smelling the rust, I slowly lost consciousness. Last thing I remembered was feeling me body dragged out of the house.