The Halloween night
Chapter 1: The Lights Go Out
I was sitting in my bedroom reading my much abused copy of Weathering Heights. Edward was no where to be found, so I am guessing he went hunting. I was surprised that any one would go hunting in this weather. Tonight Forks was a cloudy night and fog lingered in the air. But, of course fog didn't stop the trick-or-treaters from going out to collected candy. No one had knocked on our door simply because I put a bowl outside with a sign that said Please take one. But I doubt that the children will only take one. I remember what I use to do when I saw those signs on Halloween night. I would take half the bowl. I smiled at the memory. I was starting to get into the book when I heard lightning. It startled me and I dropped my book. I shook my head. I was always so jumpy on this night and I don't know why. All those ghost and monsters is just a bunch of mumbo jumbo. Mythical tales that are suppose to be fun to tell and dress up as. Charlie was in Port Angles because in the big city you never knew what would happen on Halloween so he will be working late. I had the whole house to myself and here I was reading the book that I read about a hundred million times and I loved it. I enjoyed the quite but then my stomach spoke, telling me it was hungry. I went to the window and saw that it had started to drizzle and umbrella's of all different colors walked around still collecting candy. I went downstairs and decided to check the candy bowl. As I went downstairs I realized that the lights went out. "Shoot" I said. I tried to maneuver my way through the stair and was unsuccessful when I tripped and hit the floor. "Of course" I sighed and then I got up. My head pounded in protest. I smelled the rusty smell of my blood but tried to keep cool. I wished the light would come back on, the stupid storm. Then as if someone heard my unsaid prayed the lights came on. "Thank goodness." I got up and went to the bathroom. My head was bleeding, I started feeling light headed but fought against it and then I heard a whistling sound and I knew the wind started picking up but it startled me a little. The house was oddly quite tonight with out having to hear Charlie listening to a game. I was use to the upstairs being quite but not the downstairs. I shook off the feeling and grabbed a towel and started cleaning the wound. I might have to drive to Carlisle's house. I thought to myself and then when I looked in the mirror to wipe the wound a face was the mirror. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed and then I realized who the face was, Edward. I sighed, my heart racing from being scarred.
"Edward-don't ever-do-that-again" I said in between gasp.
"I'm sorry if I scarred you, love. You're never this jumpy and what happened to your head?"
"I fell when the power went out"
"Ahhhh, yes I was the one who turned on the power"
"You were here when I fell?"
"Right after you fell I came in"
"How did you exactly come in with out me hearing you?"
"The eve on the tree and I thought I made noise, I guess I was to quite"
"Yes, you were"
"I'm sorry; I'll try to be louder next time. Now why don't I drive you to my house so Carlisle can have a look at your head?"
"No, it's ok, I'm fine." I lied to him. I didn't want to go see Carlisle. I didn't have anything against him its just I don't like doctors.
"Bella, please?" he whispered to me in my ear making me melt, "it will make me and you feel a lot better"
"I…I don't know Edward…I…" I started to feel light headed and stumbled backwards. Edward caught me.
"Are you ok, love?"
"I just…I…" I couldn't bring myself to answer him. I was starting to fall into unconsciousness. The last words I heard was Edward telling me he will take care of me.
