Unexpected

'Alice, are you sure you can't see anything?' I panicked.

Something similar had happened years ago. Alice had seen her jump off a cliff more than two decades ago. My sister had gone to check on her and had texted me that she was fine, just doing recreational activities. I had wanted to press for more information but realized that I had stopped meddling with her life months ago. When Alice came back, her thoughts weren't clear, all jumbled up in places until finally I could sift through them with the exception of the one she had been blocking from me. Soon that one thought combined with others became a whole section of thoughts I couldn't decipher. I eventually stopped asking her about them thinking if it was something to do with Bella's safety, she would've told me.

I was again wallowing in my grief this evening when Alice suddenly burst into my room.

'Edward we have to go back to Forks! I think something terrible just happened to Bella!' she said in a frantic voice. She then relayed all her visions from the last twenty years or so. They were flashes going by far too quickly for me to linger on and capture the details. Alice kept mentally adding the date to each one. She'd been having visions of Bella at least once a week yet for the last couple of weeks, Alice hadn't received a single vision of her. I didn't know whether to be mad at Alice for maintaining a connection with Bella or to be mad with worry. After a few minutes of arguing with each other we had taken off from South Africa and now here we were, standing in front of Charlie's house unsure of what to do next. I repeated my question.

'Alice why don't you try looking again?' I was on the brink of ripping the door off Alice's Porsche.

She huffed in annoyance. 'I have tried Edward, many times and you know it. But do you smell that other scent along with Charlie's?'

I had noticed but hadn't paid much attention to it. Now that I inhaled deeply (and winced immediately), I was astonished to find a scent very, very similar to Bella's. Bella's scent was a mixture of lavender and freesia but this scent also had a touch of cinnamon in it, making it spicier and even more mouthwatering than I thought possible. What I saw next shocked the living daylights out of me, if you call this living. Trust me, after existing for more than a century there isn't much left to see.

Stepping down onto the porch was Bella, or was it? I gasped and saw Alice drop her jaw in my periphery. She's so beautiful, Alice thought while I struggled to make sense of the situation. This woman, or girl I should say, was definitely not Bella. Though her face was the exact replica of Bella. She had the same face, same set of wide eyes and the same crimson flush of Bella's cheeks. Yet she had long black hair falling at soft curls to her waist, she was much taller around six feet, her eyes were a deep coffee black and her skin was a deep golden colour. She stepped down with easy grace, something Bella lacked. She wore black cotton shorts with purple hoodie and hiking boots. Bella would never dress like this considering the weather. Plus this girl didn't look older than 18. She spotted our car and raised an eyebrow.

I heard her mutter. 'Who drives a Porsche in the middle of this rainy town? I'd be damned if I could get my hands on this car. Oh swoon!'

I made another soft gasp. Her voice was exactly like Bella's. She straddled onto a motorbike and sped off, without a helmet.

'She and Rose would get along well.' Alice murmured, amused.

I didn't respond to her. I was still reeling from the fact that she resembled Bella so much and her obvious connection with Charlie. How did she know him? Why did she look so much like Bella? I couldn't hear this girl's thoughts either. Then the other nagging thought which had brought me here in the first place…Was Bella safe? I sighed, deeply frustrated. Along with Bella I also had to find out about this girl, whose mind I couldn't read. I yet again had to quench my curiosity which burned stronger than my thirst.