Minor Inconvenience

Chapter Two

Bella's POV – [obviously] **I switch it up with 3rd person**

An overeager Mike Newton offered to walk me to class—or should I say our class. Apparently we had Biology together. Entering the classroom, I noticed that every seat was filled, except for one… Just my luck—the bronzed haired Cullen boy I saw at lunch didn't have a lab partner. One guess who the lucky recipient of the seat next to him was. Walking up to the teacher, I handed him the slip that Mrs. Cope told me to get signed. With a grunt he scribbled his name and told me to sit next to Mr. Cullen. Reluctantly I obliged as I made my way down the isle with twenty pairs of eyes on my back. AS hard as I focused on not falling, I managed to trip over someone's backpack, Lauren's backpack I think, and caught myself using two desks for support. Snickers met my ears as I slid into the vacant seat next to Edward Cullen.

Looking at the signed slip, I attempted to make some sense out of the teacher's chicken scratch, hoping I would discover his name. Luckily, a girl in the class raised her hand for his attention—which she wasn't getting until she shouted his name. Mr. Banner.

Glancing out of the corner of my eye, Edward seemed as though he was having a very, very difficult time sitting—he looked as though he was in pain and restricted himself. His hands were grasping the table in front of him, causing his knuckles to turn a deeper 'ghost-like' white. Edward's jaw seemed to contain that same pressure his hands did. I saved his eyes for last—they were different! The warm butterscotch eyes I saw earlier in the cafeteria are now black. Stunned by the drastic change in his eyes, I turned and faced the opposite direction—I knew that I wouldn't want to meet them again any time soon. As usual, I used my long, brown hair as a curtain.

Not surprisingly, this class was easy.

Quicker than lightning, a bronze and white blur traveled around the biology room, leaving destruction in its wake. What would have been long, ear shattering screams of her classmates were abruptly stopped as the blur came. It drifted from table to table leaving bodies with eyes open in terror and mouths agape with screams that will forever be silenced.

As realization hit her, Bella's jaw dropped as a gasp slowly escaped from her lips. All around her, bodies littered the room. Necks bend at odd angles, while arms and limbs seemed to be shattered.

Running to one of her mangled classmates, Mike, Bella was speechless. Dropping to her knees, she saw the full extent of the damage. The once baby-faced teenager appeared to have to face at all. His eyes still contained astonishment, while hit nose appeared to be smashed along with all the other bones in his face. Rising from the lifeless heap that was Mike Newton, Bella turned to see the last person in the room fall to the ground, joining the other bodies. Her classmates and their teacher all lay on the floor, never to stir again.

Near the front of the classroom, Angela Weaver lay also. Her eyes remained wide open—frozen in fear due to her sudden and unexpected death. Bella positioned herself Indian-style next to Angela. The soft spoken girl, now no longer breathing was still. Bella stroked Angela's hair as tears began streaming down her cheek and formed mini-pools of salt water on the ground. Patting Angela's hand, Bella closed her friend's eyes with tenderness—knowing she would never have another conversation with Angela nor hear her friend's voice. Bella abruptly stood and headed towards the chalk board. (A/N: I love Angela as Bella's 'human' BFF so I felt the need to say a proper 'goodbye' sorry for the interruption)

She did not get far—grief surrounded Bella as she slipped into the nearest chair and entered an eerie silence. They are gone…all of them. In less than a minute, her entire class minus her had been killed—slaughtered like animals. But who? Looking around the classroom before her, Bella began to count the fallen people. One…two…three… Finishing, she discovered that she was one short. There was only one answer, the killer, who ever he or she was, was still in the room and was clearly not human…at least, not by modern standards. Bella fought to contain her growing urge to run for the door. Breaking out of her dazed state, Bella turned her head slowly and met a pair of piercing black eyes. These eyes belonged to Edward Cullen—her Biology partner and now murderer.

Gasping, Bella stared into the eyes of Angela and Mike's murderer – the one and only Edward Cullen. Transfixed by his eyes, Bella struggled to retain her steady breathing, which was now coming in short, harsh gasps.

"You," said an astonished Bella, "But...I don't understand…Edward… Why Edward? Why?"

"My god…Oh my god," murmured Edward, "What have I done. How will I tell Carlisle and Esme? Why didn't Alice see this coming! Surely Jasper would have felt…" Edward began to talk too quickly and hushed for Bella to hear despite her perfect hearing.

"Damn it Edward! Answer me!" screeched Bella.

Raising his eyes, Edward locked his gaze onto Bella. Caught off guard by his blatant, exploring expression, Bella squirmed under his gaze and was forced too look away.

"I'm so unbelievably sorry Isabella. . . so sorry. They were all innocent bystanders," answered Edward.

After a long pause, under his breath, Edward murmured, "Actually Miss Swan, you partially at fault here too."

"Me? I am not the murderer here Edward! That is you and nobody else but you!" exclaimed Bella as her eyes drifted towards the open windows.

In less than the time it took Bella to blink, she was no longer standing in her position near the middle of the room – Rather, she was now in the front of the room, being pinned to the board by Edward Cullen. Wither his wrist forming shackles on her wrists, Bella attempted to use her feet and possibly throw him off balance. He was having none of that. Quickly, Edward used his own legs to inhibit Bella's movement. In less than a minute, he had her contained and under control. The shock of the quick movement left Bella breathless and fighting to contain her composer.

"Planning an escape Isabella?" questioned Edward with a grim expression.

"Maybe. What's it to you? Do you want to murder some more people and destroy even more families?" remarked Bella as she watched Edward's face fall in guilt.

Noticing his falter, Bella twisted out of Edward's embrace—but she wasn't quick enough. Before she could entirely escape his immediate boundary, he succeeded in regaining his grip on her left wrist and encompassed her in an awkward, forced hug. A short and quick snap rang throughout the destroyed Biology room that has since turned into a tomb. The noise came from Bella's wrist. It was now broken from Edward's accidental slip in control.

Tears began to flood Bella's eyes as she attempt to prevent them from spilling over. Looking up into the eyes of her attacker, Bella pleaded with him.

"Ow. Edward, you're hurting me! Please. Let me go," sniffled Bella.

Horror-struck, Edward released Bella at once and stepped away from her as she mirrored his own movements. Cradling her arm, Bella distance herself from Edward—all the while keeping her eyes on him, until her back hit the wall. Watching him, Bella noticed that his lips seemed to be trembling—almost as if he were twitching. When his twitching ceased, he lifted his head to meet her eyes.

"I truly am sorry Isabella," he said, pleading with his eyes as he continued to move towards her.

"Stay. Away. From. Me. Edward," emphasized Bella as she left her wall and separated herself from Edward by means of an side-ways lab table.

"Or what?" questioned Edward.

"Well—I—I'll scream bloody murder," stuttered Bella, "Trust me, that shouldn't be hard—all things considered."

"Hmm. Now Isabella—," began Edward.

"Bella," she spat towards the inhuman teenager.

"Okay, Bella," replied Edward.

The beautiful teenager then turned away from her and sat on the teacher's desk. After Edward closed his eyes, be started mumbling to himself—speaking so rapidly and softly that Bella could even begin to comprehend what exactly he was saying. Maybe he's having an episode, thought Bella. Should I ask him if he has taken his meds?

"Edward," started Bella, "Are you feeling already—you don't have a multiple personality disorder or schizophrenia, do you?"

Humor and amusement filled Edward's eyes, which turned into a dark yellow, mirroring that which he had at lunch, along with his other siblings.

"Is that what you think Bella?"

"Um…Frankly Edward, I'm not sure what to think."

"We will have company soon," stated Edward.

"Oh. Who? Shouldn't you be running away?" said Bella.

"My siblings," said an emotionless Edward.

"Oh," repeated an astonished Bella. Before she could ask him why or have him confirm her fears a shadow passed over the door's window. "Holy crow," exclaimed Bella as she started to step backwards. Her clumsiness still did not let up as she tripped backwards over one of her classmate's bodies. Before she managed to completely hit the ground, a set of arms flashed out. An arm wrapped around her waist, while the other went to her mouth—preventing Bella from yelping louder, clearly a scene was not wanted.

"Shhh. It's just my siblings," reassured Edward as he released Bella.

Author's Note: There you go! Chapter Two of Minor Inconvenience! Sorry for the extremely long wait – Being my first fanfiction and all I never really knew what to expect. . . Thank you all for your patience :] I have a really detailed 'events' coming up in a chapter or two .. I'm short of skipping around a bit and never started out with a 'real outline'…BuT I'm going to try and get another chapter up within the next week or two. – PLEASE NOTE: May consider deleting this FF temporarily so I can edit more thoroughly and perfect it, then I can give regular updates. Let me know what ya'll think!

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