A/N: Well this is my first Fanfic. I've had the ideas in my head for quite awhile now, so I decided to just write up what was in my head and see what you all think. Enjoy.
Note: I fixed a few grammer errors in this chapter. I fixed a character error also.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Stephanie Meyer owns it all.
Chapter One: Breaking and Entering
I heard the sharp crack of my bedroom window's lock splintering and the window slowly slid open. The cool night breeze swirled about the room and I shivered expectantly as I heard the gentle padding of light feet across the carpet. My bed dipped slightly before I felt a cool mass press against my back which I quickly relaxed into. A pair of white slender arms wrapped around my torso drawing me closer to the delightfully cool creature.
"My sweet Bella..." The creature whispered in a sing-song voice gently into my hair. I quickly spun around to connect my lips with a pair of full, smooth pink lips. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped me as we passionately kissed for a few heat-stopping moments. My eyes slowly opened as I met a pair of bright, honey-gold eyes rimmed with her long, dark lashes.
"My beautiful Alice," I whispered, pressing my lips back to hers in another gentle kiss. "I thought you would not come tonight." I stated as I gently laid back to see her face. A large breathtaking smile spread across her face as she pulled me close once again.
"I could never stay away from you, my sweet." She replied honestly, her eyes shining with nothing but love. The sight brought tears to my eyes; she was beyond beautiful, laying next to me in the moonlight, seemingly glowing, with the stark contrast between her and my darkened room. "Why... Why are you upset Bella?"
I just shook my head indicating that I wasn't upset, I was still at a loss of words. "Your crying though," She murmured, gently wiping away my tears, looking upset herself, now no longer smiling.
I couldn't have that now. I needed to see that wonderful smile again. "I-I'm just s-so happy," I finally managed to stutter out. "I love y-you so much Alice, it h-hurts to not be w-with you. I cannot be w-with out you that l-long again-" I couldn't finish. I loved this woman with all my heart and soul and somehow she loved me just as much, if not more.
She quietly shushed me while rocking us gently back-and-forth, rubbing soothing circles across my lower back. "I love you too Bella, never forget that, never... Do you understand me? Even if you wanted me gone I would stay. Bella,it may not seem like it, but I need you more than you need me. I really do."
I could only nodded as more tears weld up in my eyes at her confession. Faintly I heard her mutter something that sounded like 'Humans are so weird when they are emotional' and I couldn't hold in my giggles at her cuteness. "You're so cute, you know that?" I smiled at her as she just pouted at me, which cause another bout of giggles to escape my mouth.
"I show you something cute..." she trailed off, smirking wickedly at me. She carefully rolled on top of me before pulling me into a fierce and passionate kiss. Her hand slowly made it's way under my tank-top, lightly scratching my stomach in an arousing manner. I watched as her eyes quickly turn from those golden ones that I loved so much into a much darker shade, until they were pitch black. Her tiny magic hands slowly made their ascent until finally she firmly cupped my breasts in a gentle caress...
I was suddenly jolted awake, glancing at the clock, it was just past midnight―and I quickly took notice of how soaked I was... particularly around the apex of my thighs. I could feel the continuous pounding of my heart as I quickly scanned my room, all thoughts of why I was aroused gone. I could have sworn I saw movement out of the corner of my eye as they opened. I firmly placed my hand atop my chest, attempting to physically slow my rapid heart-rate. When my hand came in contact with the bare flesh of my left breast, I quickly realized something was wrong. Where was my shirt? I was positive I had on a tank-top before falling asleep.
I could do nothing to stop my heart from taking off double-time at my discovery. It was hopeless to try and stop my panic as adrenaline filled my system. Someone had been in my room I was sure of it. I quickly looked around the bed, searching for my top―I was not going to fight some creeper... topless, I mentally reasoned. Finding the yellow tank-top I had worn to bed next a smaller white tee with an intricate design on the front that wasn't mine, I picked up the tiny article of clothing. This shirt couldn't fit me, it was extremely small, smaller than anything I would be able to wear. I hastily pulled it over my head, not wanting to give anything the time to attack.
I turned on my bed-side lamp before pulling out a can of pepper spray from my nightstand that my dad insisted on me having. Looking back on how I argued about carrying it with me everywhere, I was suddenly very thankful I ignored him and instead just tossed it into my nightstand. Removing the cap from the spray, I adjusted myself so I was leaning against my headboard before pulling the sheets back over me which somehow ended up at the foot of my bed.
I was left thinking on whether or not I should go wake Charlie when a thought hit me. My lock. I carefully slipped out of bed before making my way across the room. After I thoroughly inspected my entire window, I came to the assumption that my window, indeed, had no broken lock. I then made my way over to my dresser and pulled out a fresh pair of panties. My face flushed as I felt just how yet the ones I was wearing were. They were soaked. Quickly I pulled off my ruined pair before tossing them in my hamper and slipping into my new pair.
Climbing back into bed, a grabbed my nearest book, prepared for a sleepless night of watching and waiting until my father woke for work. I opened the first page of my worn copy of Wuthering Heights, one of my all time favorite works of literature. I soon became aware that for once, I could not focus on reading. I could only think of the dream I had not just ten minutes ago. I closed the book before setting it aside and letting my thoughts drift back to the vivid images of my dream.
I had an arousing dream―with me and a girl. I had never thought of myself as a lesbian or bisexual for that matter, but waking up with your panties soaked because of a girl can be some pretty incriminating evidence. I couldn't deny the fact that the girl, Alice I had called her, was extremely beautiful. That didn't make me gay, did it? I groaned, collapsing back onto the bed rubbing my eyes; all these thoughts were giving me a headache...
A soft knocking woke me this time as Charlie slowly opened the door. I quickly turned towards my alarm clock which read seven-thirty, then back to my father. "Um, sorry if I woke you Bells... I just figured I'd let you know that I was leaving."
He was leaving? "Where are you going?" I asked, my voice thick with sleep. I couldn't suppress the huge yawn as I watched him slowly open the door wider. Grinning he answered saying he was going to work today. I asked him about fishing and he laughed saying for once he wasn't off on Saturday. I forgot it was the first day of the weekend, I thought he was coming in to tell me I had ten minutes to get my ass to school.
"Did you have a good night's sleep Bells? You have some pretty dark circles under your eyes." He said quite suddenly, catching me off-guard.
"Um, well no not really. I thought I saw something outside my window," I lied casually, no need to give the man a heat-attack for my possible over-active imagination. Yeah, that's what it was, my imagination... "I just stayed up a little later to make sure it left."
"Was it an animal?" He asked, concern clear in his voice. I could just give him the half-truth and he might not have an aneurysm at least.
"Um, well... I think I saw a person." I rushed out hoping he would hear wrong. Stupid me. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head and he quickly turned and walked over to me window. He checked the locks and he turned back to me.
"You still have that pepper spray?" I merely nodded my head in the direction of my nightstand. He looked over before shaking his head with a small smile and picking up the container. "Expired.!" He said, sounding as if he never saw such a word before. "I'll go pick up a new can from the station on my way back from fishing."
I nodded again, walking up to the window where Charlie was standing earlier. I was about to say something when a flash of white near the forest abruptly interrupted me. My pulse quickened and my throat was suddenly dry as I took in the slight form weaving gracefully in between the trees, away from the house. I turned, wide-eyed to face Charlie.
"What?" He asked, sounding anxious as he rushed over to the window, peering around outside. "Did you see something?"
"An animal..." I said hoarsely, unable to keep my voice from breaking. Charlie must have taken this as a sign of relief, and just smiled at me. Stupid Chiefof Police, you should know if someones lying! Why was I defending this person anyway; they were stalking me... and I have no idea why, I'm not that interesting really.
"Okay then Bells, see you tonight." With that he walked back out of my room and I heard his heavy footfalls on the steps. Deciding I didn't want to be in the house alone, I got up and went to take a quick shower after hearing Charlie yell a quick 'Goodbye!' before slamming the front door.
I grabbed a towel and washcloth from the closet put in the hallway before going to turn on the water. After making sure the door was securely closed and lock, I stripped down and went to check the water temperature. Waiting a few moments to let the water heat up before stepping, I pick up a bottle of strawberry scented shampoo. Quickly lathering and rinsing, I grabbed the washcloth and furiously scrubbed every inch of skin within reach. I perspired more than I thought last night, slightly sticky from all the sweating.
Finishing my rather short shower, grabbed the towel after turning the water off. Thoroughly drying myself, I wiped away the moisture that had gathered from the steam. I did have some dark circles under my eyes, great. Not wanting look at myself, I unlocked and opened the door.
I was about halfway to my room when I heard a knock at the front door. I hurriedly run to my room, throwing on a pair of worn jeans and a band tee I hushed downstairs. I heard another knock and walked up and unlock the door, not bothering to see who it was, I pulled the door open.
Standing in front of me was a small girl, barely five feet tall. Her onyx hair, short and spiky, blew gently in the breeze. Standing there in nothing but a pair of jean shorts and a yellow tank-top, she must be freezing! I was about to invite her in when I met her eyes. A big pair of honey-gold eyes gazed steadily back at me. No fucking way...
I stumbled back in shock as I gazed down at the girl from my dream. How is this possible, she can't be real! I must have been staring too long because she just cocked her to the side and curiously looked at me. I was shaken from my stupefied state by a gentle, high-pitched voice, not annoyingly so; her voice was like music to me.
"Well, are you going to invite me in?" She asked, shuffling her feet nervously, now glancing down at her sneaker-clad feet. She was wanting me to invite her in after she broke into my room possibly? No fucking way. My heart-beat increased rapidly and by now I was sire we could both hear it easily.
"You... Hell no!" I shouted hastily. Noticing the hurt look that passed over her small features, I quickly averted my gaze.
"Step aside Bella," She said no longer looking hurt, she looked pissed. "I don't want you to get hurt." She no longer looked like the cute, innocent girl a few moments ago; now she looked feral and she stood with a posture that scream 'Danger,' a small growl escaping her delicate lips, her fists clenched tightly at her sides.
I looked at her wide-eyed before coming to my decision. I slammed the door in her face and spun around, sprinting to the living room, tripping over the coffee table while looking for the phone. I needed help, I needed Charlie.
I heard the sound of splintering wood and quickly spun around to see the girl climbing in the living room window! When she noticed that I spotted her she just smirked before dropping down to the carpet without a sound. I felt tears come to my eyes as I quickly renewed my search with vigor. I could faintly hear her light footfalls as she neared me.
Tears were now streaming down my face when I finally located the phone in between the couch cushions. I felt a cool hand settle on my forearm as I stared down at the phone. I was going to die, this beauty before was going to strike me down. "Please, please..." I begged, now openly sobbing.
"Shh... I got you, I got you..." She said while pulling me into a tight embrace. I was beyond terrified by now as she gently rubbed my back, in what I assumed to be a soothing manner, while a delicious smelling scent filled my nose. I shoved my nose into the crook of her neck and inhaled. She smelled amazing. "I'm sorry that I scared you Baby, I'm sorry. I just wanted to see you again, I am so sorry." She muttered. I struggled in her arms as I came to the conclusion that this woman was mad.
She released me after she felt me struggling and I shot across the room, heart racing and shaking slightly. "W-who are y-you?" I managed to get out between deep breaths, hoping to calm myself. She just smiled at me and said the one word that I was dreading.
"I'm Alice." I slid down the wall behind me, I was cornered with nowhere to run; I had been expecting this answer, but it still knocked the breath out of me.
"I had a d-dream about you..." I said shakily. If possible her smile got a little wider and she took a step towards me, but stopped when she noticed that I flinched away from her. Her smile faltered slightly before she seemed to shrug it off.
"When?" She asked, excitement evident in her voice. She stepped forward again and continued when she noticed I didn't shy away. She crouched down in front of me until we were eye level and waited patiently for my answer.
When I told her last night, she let out a low moan and her eyes darkened slightly. Just like in my dream, I thought. A sudden thought came to my head and I was suddenly terrified once again. My heart beat rapidly in my chest and she came out of whatever trance she was in. "There's no need to be afraid of me you know..." She whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes. "I would never hurt you Bella."
"How do you know my n-name? What d-do you want w-with me?" I pleaded, needing some answers to all this insanity.
She glanced down at her hands before looking back into my eyes. "I, uh, I see things. I see things that happen in the future, and well... I saw you... and me... together," She said, each word said with less intensity until the last one was barely a whisper. "And Bella," I glanced up to met her eyes. "Bella, I want you. I love you." She said with a small purr.
This beautiful woman who I just met breaks into my house only to tell me she loves me? I glanced at her wrists and ankles, making sure she wasn't a recent escapee from a local mental institution. Nope, no bracelets. She surely must be crazy; nobody can see the future or be in love with someone they just met via breaking-and-entering. There was just one other problem... "I am not gay." I said, each word sounding like its own sentence.
"Neither am I Bella," She said. "I don't like girls... I've never felt this way before. I just like you Bella, only ever you. Ever since I first woke and had visions of you, I knew you were it. I knew you would be mine and mine only."
"I'm not yours!" I spat venomously. Who was this girl, coming here and claiming me as hers; did I have no say in it? I sure as hell would.
She just looked at me longingly before casting her eyes behind her and sighed. "Bella, you will soon see what I mean by we were made for each other. I just hope it's soon... Oh, and Bella? Can I have my shirt back?" She said smirking, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I can't go around everywhere only wearing a tank-top now can I?"
"W-what did y-you d-do to me?" I sputtered, quickly realizing that the white shirt would be just the right size for her. "Oh my God! You fucking raped me!" I screamed, it would clearly explain my lack of clothing this morning.
Her big doe eyes widened in horror as I saw pain briefly in her eyes. "Bella I would never do something like that! Especially to you, I love you!" She said hurriedly, the panic in her voice was clear. "I swear Bella, I didn't touch you like that. I swear."
"I-I was half-naked! You took my top off!" I screamed at her, my eyes wild as I worked myself into hysterics.
"I was only cuddling with you Bella, I swear. I shouldn't have and I'm so sorry, but when you whispered my name I lost it, so I took off our shirt. I just wanted to feel your skin, I swear." She pleaded desperately with me. "Please, please understand that I would never hurt you Bella."
So she broke into my room and removed our clothing, to cuddle with me, wanting to feel my skin on hers. I needed to extremely freaked out that she did that and should probably beat her for touching me. Oddly enough though, I believed her that she didn't intend to harm me. Still the damage was done. "Get out," I said in the most steady voice I could muster. She just gazed at me sadly. "I said get out. Now. Before I really call the police." She chuckled darkly, saying that they would never find her.
I watched as she slowly stood and walked towards the front door, all thoughts of her shirt up in my room gone apparently. Glancing back at where I had yet to move from I could see the pain and sorrow clearly in her eyes; her eyes were so big and expressive, I thought. "Goodbye Bella, please think about what I said, please. I'm so sorry I lost myself last night. Just remember... my premonitions prevail." With that she opened the door and walked out, letting the door gently swing closed behind her.
I had no idea what she was talking about losing herself or how she new my name. It wasn't possible for to know that, unless she really could see the future like she said she could. She couldn't just show up and tell me that I was a lesbian and that we were meant to be together. She just couldn't. Most importantly, I wasn't gay!
I looked down at the phone still tight clutched between my hands. Should I still call Charlie? Alice clearly didn't mean me any harm. She just was a little mislead that's all. Sighing, I stood up and put the phone back on the receiver. He wouldn't believe me that some small girl broke the lock on the window with her hands, or somehow scaled up to my bedroom last night and then proceeded to cuddle with me. He would think I was crazy.
Walking over to the stove, I read the digital time displayed. Nine forty-three. Had I really spent almost two hours talking to the person who just broke into my house, twice?
I didn't feel like leaving the house anymore, it didn't matter did it? Alice could just break-in again anyways. Walking to the stairs I decided that I would just try to relax and read until it was time to make dinner for me and Charlie. I set my alarm to go off about thirty minutes before Charlie would be home and grabbed my book which lay discarded on the side of my bed from last night.
While I was cooking spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner I heard Charlie's cruiser pull into the drive. Hearing the faint jingle of his keys, I turned to greet him. He walked in looking exhausted, per usual when it was a rough day at work. "Hey Dad, how was work?"
Rubbing his hand across his face and signing he looked at me. "Lots of paperwork today. I don't think I've written so much in my entire life," He mused.
He just nodded his head before taking a seat at the table. I quickly grabbed two plate for us and a beer from the fridge for Charlie. "Thanks Bells," He mumbled. "So how was your day today?
I could feel the blush rise on my cheeks as I thought of what to say. "Um, well I went out to get some groceries for dinner tonight..." That would work, no proof needed, it was all in front of him. Then I had a sudden idea. "Hey Dad. You wouldn't have heard anything about a girl named Alice have you?"
He just stared at me strangely before slowly nodding. "Yeah, she's the new kid I here. Just moved here from somewhere up north. I heard he parents kicked her out, or something like that." I suddenly felt sorry for the girl. Maybe she just was lonely and needed someone. She had said she needed you.
"What grade is she in?" Shaking what she had said to me earlier from my head. I've already done enough thinking on her behavior as it is.
"Same as you Bells, a Senior. Maybe you'll finally make some friends instead of constantly reading all the time." He mused while I just glared at him.
"Not funny." He had no idea how serious I was. I could only imagine being friends with her; it would be extremely awkward to say at least since she had already declared she loved me multiple times.
Finishing up eating, I quickly grabbed our dishes before rinsing them and putting them in the washer. I then told Charlie I was going to go to be early tonight and wished him a goodnight.
I saw Alice's shirt laying at the end of my bed and picked it up. I inspected it thoroughly, for a shirt. It was well made and clearly designer, though it sure needed to be washed. Looking back to Alice's wardrobe, I noticed how all her clothes, as nice as they may be, were worn and dirty. I sniffed her shirt hesitantly and was surprised by the amazing scent wafting off it. It smelled just like her.
Tucking the shirt away in my nightstand, I quickly changed into a pair of sweats and another tee-shirt. Crawling into bed, I prayed halfheartedly that I wouldn't be plagued with dreams of a certain pixie-like woman with golden eyes.
A/N: Well if you are reading this I assumed that you've read the first chapter. Congratulations!
I had the entire first chapter done before I decided I would write it completely different. I scrapped it and wrote this.
So I have no idea when updates will come along though I hope to get a chapter out every week, if not sooner. I am starting the second chapter now, so hopefully sooner. I also don't know how long each chapter will be, but I hate short chapters myself, so I work on making them longer as this story progresses.
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