Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. Sob, (runs and hides in dark corner depressed.) Oh, and the beginning of this story is quoted from Eclipse, and is not mine.

The Message

Bella POV (Pg. 149 in Eclipse)

"You are in Trouble," I said slowly, emphasizing each word. "Enormous trouble. Angry grizzly bears are going to look tame next to what is waiting for you at home."

I snapped the phone shut and placed it in her waiting hand. "I'm done."

She grinned. "This hostage stuff is fun."

"I'm going to sleep now," I announced, heading for the stairs. Alice tagged along.

"Alice," I sighed. "I'm not going to sneak out. You would know if I was planning to, and you'd catch me if I tried."

"I'm just going to show you where your things are," she said innocently.

My Story now (some things are still same from book):

She followed me upstairs to Edward's room, which was at the farthest end of the third floor. As I stepped though the door and flipped on the light, I paused in confusion. This was the right room, wasn't it?

Alice giggled. Something was up. There was a huge wrought iron bed in the middle of the room. I looked closer and saw that it was indeed Edward's room, but it had been rearranged. The stereo was now located on the opposite wall, along with all of Edward's CDs, and the long black leather couch had been pushed up against the window to make room for the bed.

"Alice," I sputtered, still confused. "What the hell is all this?"

"You didn't really think he would make you sleep on the couch, did you?"

I mumbled unintelligibly as I stalked forward to snatch my things off the bed.

"I'll give you some privacy," Alice laughed. "See you in the morning."

One she left, I changed into my favorite tank top and my holey sweats. If Alice catches me wearing this it will 'mysteriously' disappear from my closest and be replaced with some ridiculous girly pajamas, probably in pink. I shuddered at the thought of it. And than my eyes fell upon the huge bed, the pink elephant of the room.

I was angry. No, pissed. Not only does he bribe his sister into kidnapping me for a weekend of makeup, shopping, and other ungodly tortures, but he has to go and buy this huge bed that I will probably only sleep in once. And who uses a Porsche as a bribe?

I walked up to it, grabbed a pillow, and dragged the gold comforter off the top, heading towards the couch. I would not give him the satisfaction. He could take the bed and shove it. I lied down on the couch. Surprisingly, it was quite comfortable.

Why couldn't he have just told me? Would that have been too hard? I could've just stayed at Charlie's. Nope, instead I'm stuck in a house with an evil shopping-obsessed pixy. Yay.

I think Edward may have OCD. I mean, every time they go hunting? Why can't I just stay home? What does he really expect happen, a meteor to fall out of the sky and hit me square in the forehead?

I was seething. Just wait til he gets home…

OOOOh, Eddie's gonna get it…. lol don't review on this chapter, it's pretty much just a retell of what's in the book to set the mood. Check back for next chapter!

~Twilightchick31