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Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with The Twilight Saga. That all belongs to Stephenie Meyer. The story is all mine but the original characters aren't, I just like to use them as puppets!

Bella's POV

When I got home I saw a note on the phone book in the hallway.

Hey Bells,

Been called in at the station. Be back as soon as possible. Don't stay up too late.

-Dad

It's not that I hated this situation, I was proud for how hard he worked, it's just that he's rarely home when I get back from school. I go upstairs and throw my bag on the floor. I pull my hair down from it's pony tail, change into an old shirt and sweats and drop onto bed. I went onto autopilot at this point and repeated the daily routine.

I went downstairs and grabbed some food out the freezer. Burgers and chips. I layer them on a tray and put it into the oven. I grabbed my new magazine off the side and went back upstairs.

After about half an hour I went back downstairs and checked on the food. About ten more minutes and it'll be done. I grabbed two plates and two sets of cutlery, I laid it all out on the dining table and went into the living room. Seeing two beer cans on the coffee table and grabbed them, planning to put them in the bin before I realised they were half full. Charlie never left a can around.

I went and checked the note again. Where was it? I could've sworn I put it on the phone book. I checked behind both the phone book and the table but it wasn't there. What the heck?

I picked up the landline planning to ring the police station when I saw a note pinned on the wall.

28 Avenue Park, 6pm, alone

I checked the time 5:45pm. I quickly grabbed a bag and threw some emergency things in there. After that I got into my truck and started heading to the address I was given. After about ten minutes I was there.

"Hello?"

My phone buzzed and I looked. I had received a message from an unknown number.

Isabella, go home now. You aren't safe there.

J.W

I shoved my phone into my pocket. Like I was going running with my tail between my legs because some stranger told me to. After another two minutes my phone buzzed again.

If you don't leave I will come and make you. There isn't long before she shows up now you have to go.

J.W

Was this secret person watching me? If not how did they know I didn't leave? I looked around and after seeing no one I calmed down a little. But that feeling didn't last long. At exactly 5:59pm I heard a voice from behind me.

"Isabella, I thought I warned you to leave. Come on I'm takin' you home"

I spun around and when I saw him I froze.

"Oh my god. Am I dead?"

He chuckled a little but quickly returned to his serious face.

"No you are not but if you don't leave now you will be"

He grabbed my arm and started dragging me to a car.

"Sorry but stranger danger. I'm not getting in there with you"

"Then we take your truck. Either that or I carry you to your home and I'm sure you won't appreciate that now will you. But there is one thing that can't be compromised, I'm not leavin'. Until I see you walk through your front door and you don't leave for 2 hours, I'm stayin'"

"At least tell me who you are so I feel a bit better. I'm guessing you are J.W but that doesn't help much. So I have some requests: name, favourite colour, place of birth, favourite music genre, favourite song, favourite book. Answer them and I'll get in the car."

"Jasper Whitlock ma'am. I love the colour blue, I was born in Houston, Texas, country is my favourite genre of music, don't have a favourite song or book but I do love a good history book. Now, Isabella, can we go? Not trying to be rude or anything but I don't think blue jeans and white tops look good with blood on 'em."

I got into the car but made sure I had my phone in my hand. If he tried anything I was calling the cops. Little did he know he had told me enough about him to tell the police if he made a runner.