A/N: Uh, yeah. I know this is pretty short, but hopefully it's not too bad. And all three of these POVs are happening at the same time.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, and all that jazz.
Julia POV:
It was the first trace of humanity I had seen for a years, and it came flying through my window. Stupid vandels. Didn't they understand how dangerous I was? How the smell of humanity tested my strength? What were they thinking those ignorant little...
I shook off my anger and took a deep breath. This is no time to be angry I told myself, they didn't know...anger is dangerous. And that it was. When I was calm I was in control. If anything happened I don't know how I would live with myself. I had gotten this far at least, but I don't know how much longer this will last. I'm pushing my luck. If only I had someone like me to talk to, to ask questions. But I was alone. I had been alone for a year, ever since...the attack. I wonder what ever become of...
BRING! BRING!
The phone rang, interupting my thoughts.
"Hello?" I said, a little unsure of who would be calling.
"Julia? Is that you? It's me, Johnathon."
"Johnathon?! I didn't know you had survived. Did...did they get to you?"
"Yes...but I'm managing. I found a book...I sent you a copy...I think you shoud read it."
"Okay, I'll look out for it." I heard a scream from the other end of the line. "Johnathon? Johnathon! Are you all right?" I heard a whisper and a muffled reply...and the phone went dead...
I was getting very frantic. I paced all around the room, up and down and up and down and OW! I stubed my toe on a book...why was there a book in my kitchen? I looked down at the book. There was a sticky note on it. Julia – It is obvious enough from the attack that this is not fiction. They can help us. Love, Johnathon. The word Twilight sparkled on the front cover.
Johnathon POV:
I stood in a dark ally, hunched over, phone in hand. I carefully dialed the number I had worked for three months to get ahold of. The phone rang once...I couldn't help feeling I was being watched...the phone rang again...
"Hello?" An unsure voice came from the other end of the line.
"Julia?" I said, "Is that you? It's me, Johnathon."
"Johnathon?! I didn't know you had survived. Did...did they get to you?"
I knew at once she had been changed too. At least she had survived...
"Yes...but I'm managing. I found a book...I sent you a copy...I think you shoud read it." I said.
"Okay, I'll look out for it." As she said this a cold hand clamped my mouth, but not before I let out a scream.
"Be very quiet." A soft voice whispered in my ear. I nodded and said yes, but it was muffled. The hand came off my mouth cautiously and pressed the END button on my phone. I hoped Julia wouldn't worry...
"Thank you for cooperating." The voice said. It was calm, polite, and strangly...kind. "Now please come with me..."
Bella POV
FLASHBACK – Friday Afternoon
"Bella darling, I am going with Carlisle to Denver for the weekend." Edward said in his most dazzling voice.
"Why?
"We need to meet someone there..."
"Okay, have fun. I'll miss you." He kissed me quickly on the cheek before turning away to leave.
BACK TO PRESENT TIME
With Edward gone I had to find some way to amuse myself, so I went to a little bookstore to look around. The book Twilight had gotten a lot of praise, so I bought it and went home to read. Well you can imagine my surprise when I read it. Who is this Stephanie Meyer, who is she to write about my life, to publish my secrets. I threw the It just sat there, staring at me, mocking me. I couldn't figure it out...how did she know what I was thinking? HOW DID SHE KNOW?!?!!? I would have to look into this. I was about to call Edward, but then a thought hit me. If she knew what I was thinking, perhaps she knew what Edward was thinking...or Alice...OR EVERONE!!!! I must find some way to contact her...
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