Chapter 2
Disclaimer: All recognisable characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
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Bella's POV
I sat high up in a tree for most part of the day. I was getting rather lonely and a little thirsty. Sure Charlie was never much company but he was always there. I idly wondered if I should go to Seattle and feed. Bigger city, more game. I flinched at my own thoughts. What have I become.
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I thought about the Cullen's, though they were nothing more than just a foggy memory. I tried to remember why they had left and when... I remember the party and a little before that. It irritated me to no end because trying to remember was like trying arduously to look through muddy water.
Then an idea hit me. What if I was to go back to the Cullen's house? Just to have a look.
Curiosity got the best of me and I raced in the direction of their house. I didn't have a clue where I was going just relying on my sense of smell. That was until the foulest scent hit my nose, I wrinkled my nose in disgust. In my hesitation I saw movement in front of me. Then it launched itself at me. I dodged and jumped up into a tree. I looked down to see a giant wolf. It's fur a russet brown colour. The colour of autumn leaves. Then there was howling and then came a black furred wolf. It snapped its jaws at me. While the russet wolf starred at me in an almost friendly matter. I looked it in the eyes. Those eyes they looked so familiar except I don't remember. I didn't linger on the thought. I took off through the trees, leaping from branch to branch. My pursuers wasted no time in following me. Though I noticed a small change in the russet wolf's demeanour in my further pursuit. I couldn't dwell on familiarities. I needed to get away from them, but how. I jumped back on the ground and ran as fast as I could. I had begun to outrun them and as I looked over my shoulder I noticed more wolves had joined the hunt. I also noticed the change in temperature and weather. It was muggier; obviously I crossed some boarder as the pack of wolves began to falter. But I kept going and that was when I came across new scents I instantly knew they were vampire scents. They were old as much as I could tell. The Cullen's I thought and in a matter of minutes I came across the grand white house. It was like I remembered but in a lot more detail. I could see things that I missed in my human life. I could see imperfections in the paint that covered the walls of the house which added to its style, and the soft sway of the tree tops. I walked up the porch stairs. I gently twisted the door knob, which unsurprisingly was locked. Next I tried a window, Edwards's window. Oh the irony. Everything was untouched I walked around the room a few times taking it in; I then went out into the hallway. I looked at all the artwork that hung on the walls. I stopped in front of a portrait.
"The Volturi." I whispered aloud. Then something clicked. I remembered Edward mentioning the 'upholders of the law'. There one law that is regularly enforced. Secrecy of their- our kind.
I turned away from the painting. It was time to leave; I went back out the same window. It felt stalker-ish. I followed their scent from the door and down the road and to the airport.
Maybe I should leave my memories behind, perhaps I should move on. I ran back home. I needed a change of clothing and my wallet. When I got there, Charlie's cruiser was in the drive-way. I stayed in the line of trees it was after dusk, dark enough for me not to be seen. I listened for any noises out of the ordinary. None, except the TV. I quietly leaped and held myself on the tree and carefully opened the window. As I slid inside, my feet making no sound on the wooden floor.
I changed into a pair of jeans and a sweater, grabbed my money and passport just in case I did decide to leave. My throat ached. I needed to hunt. I picked up my discarded clothing and exited back out the window. I threw my clothes in the closest bin and made my way to Seattle.
Bit short but just a filler chapter really...
