Tossing Our Hearts.
Chapter 1.
Baby, make me fly.

A/N:
The story will get a litter more deeper into the Belice feel later on, I just want to kind of plan the story out first. Sorry for the short-ness, I promise the next chapters will be longer and more explanatory. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, reviews would be great. x, Sherie.


As I closed my eyes, I ran a finger along the bottom of my lip.
A clear, flawless image of those dusky, golden eyes laid imprinted in my mind.
Those eyes were indescribable, if you even tried to branch out and have the most advance vocabulary, you still wouldn't be able to find the words to describe the way they made you feel.
Something close to, flying on air.
They seem like a dream, they're a gateway to the soul.

I heard the whimper of a voice come from down-stairs, like usual, next was a weak cough, but so distinct.
"Charlie." I whispered under my breath, I pulled the blanket over my head, I tried my hardest not to breathe, but all that came out was, long-awaited gasps for air every 20 seconds.

I grumbled as you could hear him climbing the stairs so loudly, to the point where someone unknown to my family would think he was deaf or something of the sort.
It was 4:39am, you honestly would think he'd have some form of decency, and be a little more silent.

I didn't even need to guess it though, he would be a drunken mess, coming home late from the pub.. Like every other night. It was a just another replay of the same old sequence, ever since his most recent mistress, Samantha had left him for a much younger, richer man.. Typical.
But I knew that tonight I wasn't going to put up with it, I don't care how 'miserable' he was.
I waited for a few minutes before getting up, just in case he decided to be ignorant and come into my bedroom and shout at me for no reason.
I swept a few over-night items from my dresser into my school-bag, threw it over my shoulder and headed out the door, tip-toeing down the stairs and out the door.

The Cullen's were my closet and most best friends, they supported me through everything and anything.
They protected me and loved me as if I was apart of their family.
It'd been that way ever since I moved here a few years back.
I could rely on them for anything, Esme is like a mother away from home to me, Carlisle had become my father at heart ever since Charlie entered depression, Rosalie is my older sister, guiding me through life, Emmett is my big brother that wants to help transfer me onto the guy team, Edward is my deepest best friend, he taught me things that only century old men would know, I can be mean and rude to him sometimes, but he still treats me with so much respect, and Alice, she's just that one person who makes you smile when you feel like giving up on everything.

"Bella?" The sweet, soothing voice floated from her lips as she stood, leaning sideways on the door-frame.
I had to swallow my words, they'd be jumbled up and all over the place otherwise, I couldn't just blurt out anything to her, I had to have my speech precise.

"You're here for, Edward, right?" She finished with a wink.
I stumbled over a rock as I watched her flicker down to my side, grabbing the bottom of my elbow.

"Careful, Bella." Her giggle sent a tingle through my body.
I nodded before I could say anything else.

"Is he home? Charlie was drinking again tonight-" I scoffed and walked inside with her, keeping as much cool as I could, pushing a piece of my brown hair behind my ear. "Is it okay if I stay here for the night?"

Alice quickly agreed. "Of course! Actually, I was going to call you tomorrow, to see if you wanted to have a girls night in for the weekend, since the rest of the family are going hunting.. But Rosalie and Esme decided to go." She laughed with a sigh.

"Tomorrow night? I'd love that."
I tried my best not to stutter. But my favorite thing about me was that my ability to never show the obvious.

"I need to get away from Charlie for a little while, he needs space. "

Alice tossed a glance at me. "I'd love it too Bella." Then stared back to the stair-case, she started grinning, it left me a little clue-less.

"Bella!" Edward called as he sped down the stairs. "Alice -" He stared to his right, Alice smirked and danced away.

"Hi, Edward.. I guess you already guessed I'm staying?" I stared down at my feet, swaying a little back and forth.

"You're always welcome here, Bella. Please, come upstairs, I was in the middle of setting up your bed."

"Edward, I don't need any special treatment, the couch is fine."

"That'll never be enough, just come along."

With a roll of my eyes, I hooked my finger around one of the loops in his jeans and tagged along behind him.
I loved the way he treated me so special, yet hated it at the same time.