Chapter One: Movies and Madness

-TWILIGHT IS THE WORK OF STEPHANIE MEYER. I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT (unfortunately). SOME OF THIS STORY IS PARTIALLY FROM THE AMAZING NOVEL NEW MOON WHICH IS NOT MY WORK, AND ALL CREDIT IS GIVIN TO STEPHANIE MEYER.

Chapter One: Missing him.

The days dragged on. Every second without him made me sink deeper and deeper into depression. I was worrying Charlie, but I couldn't help the immense sadness I felt after being abandoned that night… I shuddered just thinking about it.

To get him off of my case, I promised to start doing things with friends. I decided to ask Jessica if she wanted to see a movie or something.

"My dad just saw Dead End and he really liked it," she suggested excitedly, getting over her earlier sourness.

I decided that would be perfect; romance movies were strictly forbidden, so a super scary horror film was exactly what I wanted.

The beginning of the movie was not what I hoped. A young couple walked down the beach, holding hands and talking about their love for one another. I stood up to escape.

"I'm getting popcorn. Do you want any?"

Jessica shook her head. I left, returning only when I heard the horrified screams of the viewers. The rest of the movie was exactly what I expected: gruesome zombie attacks and endless screaming.

After the movie, we headed out to get something to eat. Jessica started babbling about the "gorgeous" lead male, and I barely paid attention. Only when I noticed that it was silent did I look at Jessica. She looked tense and nervous, and her pace increased. I looked around to see what was making her so anxious; ahead I saw the golden arches that were our destination. Across the street was the only open business that was still open, One-Eyed Pete's, a bar. Four men stood by the entrance of the pub.

One of the men was strangely familiar. I stared at him, frozen with a strong sense of déjà vu. Could it be the man who, on my previous trip to Port Angeles with Jessica, ironically, threatened me?

"Bella, come on!"

I ignored her unconsciously began to walk slowly forward. I was halfway across the street when Jessica grabbed my arm. "Bella You can't go in a bar!" she hissed.

"I just want to see something…"

"Are you crazy? Or suicidal?"

"Go eat," I told her.

I turned from her and back towards the men who watched with amused eyes.

"Bella, stop this right now?"

I froze. It was his voice.

"Go back to Jessica. You promised nothing stupid or risky," the imaginary, gorgeous voice ordered.

"Keep your promise. Turn around."

I realized that the man across the street was not who I thought he was. I went back to Jessica. "What were you thinking? Are you crazy? They could've been dangerous!" Jessica ranted.

"Sorry," I said, not knowing what else to say.

McDonalds was awkward and silent as we sat and ate. Jessica would not cooperate with my attempts to start conversation. That night, I did not know what to expect. Was I going to have the same reoccurring nightmare again? I couldn't answer.

Thanks for reading! I know this is very similar to the book, but this chapter was necessary to start off my story. Let me add, I am writing this story for fun and my own entertainment. However, I hope you enjoy it anyway.