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Chapter One: Always at the Wrong Time
I groaned as the alarm began screeching for me to wake up. I turned it off almost immediately, and then I wanted to go back to bed.
Today was not going to be a good day, what with my lack of sleep, cramps, and extreme mood swings, I wasn't going to make it past noon. I might not even make it to noon. Minutes passed by slowly, I just tried to force myself to stay awake. After a good ten minutes, there was a soft knock on my door and then it opened slowly. "Bella, are you going to the Cullen's this morning?"
Did I actually have the choice to skip? Alice would have my head if I stayed home on this particular day. Just thinking about that was ridiculous…But the important thing was, was Charlie feeling that sorry for me? Better yet, was Charlie the one feeling sick? He has never attempted to go against Alice's requests. I contemplated it for a few seconds, already knowing the answer before I sat up in bed. "Yeah, I'm going," I said, dejectedly. Charlie nodded his head just once before closing my door. I tossed my blankets to the side and carefully crawled out of bed, frowning.
Why did I have to be a woman?
I tore through my clothes in my dresser until I found something that would reflect my mood; angry and in pain. A pair of my most comfortable jeans and a black hooded sweatshirt. I got a t-shirt, underwear and a bra, and then I walked carefully to the bathroom, wary of every step I took. I closed the bathroom door behind me and readied myself for a cold shower, it was obvious that Charlie didn't have any time last night to take one, and when I was wallowing in my own despair, a shower didn't occur to me.
I was shocked when I turned on the water and it was hot. A new wave of tears formed in my eyes at the small things Charlie did for me to make my life easier. I stepped into the shower and stood under the hot spray for what seemed like forever.
But my shower still didn't last long enough, or maybe I didn't accomplish my goal of drowning myself. I carefully dried off and towel dried my hair. I was in the mood to go back to bed, especially with such comfortable clothes on. I brushed my teeth and then left, walking down the stairs.
My lack of balance apparently didn't leave me, as I fell down the last few stairs, landing hard on my back. I laid there for a few seconds, gasping for breath, trying to ignore the fact that I had new pain coursing through my body, and then Charlie was helping me up, asking me if I was okay. I nodded my head dumbly and limped to the table, plopping down and dropping my head to the hard surface. I winced when my forehead smacked against the wood, but I chose to ignore it and sat there.
"Bells! Are you okay?" I shook my head, not sparing a glance at my father. My day is going to be terrible if it started out like this! Charlie stood by my side for nearly a minute, unsure if he should rush me to the hospital or not, before he returned to his seat and finished his breakfast. If I was hungry upstairs, I lost my appetite on the fall. The tears flowed freely from my eyes for a few minutes, until Charlie stood up and put his dishes in the sink, quickly rinsing them. He was still absolutely terrified of me crying. "I'll see you later this evening, all right, Bells?" he said awkwardly.
"Yeah." I didn't move from my spot, even after Charlie walked out the front door. I knew I had a good fifteen seconds before Edward was supposed to be here, but I waited until I heard Charlie's car leave before I walked back to my bedroom, groaning after every step I took. As I neared my bedroom, I prayed that my tailbone wasn't broken.
I had to search my bed for the twenty dollars Charlie gave me, I fell asleep with it clutched in my hands. I found it tangled in my blankets, and then I slipped on—well, they weren't really slippers, I guess you could call them house shoes—and walked out of my bedroom, grabbing my bag full of clothes. Another slumber party at the Cullen mansion.
At least I'm not being held hostage.
It probably wasn't a good idea that I was falling down a lot, even though I've had my cast off for more than a year. I scowled at the last thing I did with my cast on. Even though Prom was enjoyable with Edward, I still didn't feel all that great that I was tricked into going to the dance. I didn't feel all that great that I broke my leg in the first place! The torture of leaving Phoenix to Forks with an overly concerned father and boyfriend was just too much to bear!
I was still scowling when I walked outside and used the key beneath the eaves to lock the door. I hastily attempted to wipe the remnants of my tears from my face before turning around. Edward was already out of the car, walking towards me at a human pace and I could see someone, probably Alice, sitting on the drivers side of the car. He reached out when he was close enough and cupped my cheeks, wiping away the tears and gently pressing on the stains that blemished my face. He didn't say anything to me, he just pressed his ice-cold lips against mine.
I kissed him back carefully and I was beginning to feel dizzy when his lips pulled away from my own, but pressed softly against my hair. "Bella, I'm selfish, please tell me you aren't really leaving." Alice didn't have a vision? With all the decision changing I made last night, Alice probably tried to ignore me! I was pulled back to reality when Edward lifted my chin up. "Bella, please?" His voice was pleading and I felt a surge of emotion rip through me. I tried to stop the reemergence of my tears; I shook my head, not trusting my voice. Edward wrapped his arms tighter around me. "Are you in a lot of pain?"
Evidently, Alice saw my fall down the stairs.
"N-no," I stuttered. Edward led me towards his car, and I wasn't that surprised to see Alice sitting there, grinning. Edward opened the door for me, and I sat down beside his sister gingerly, sucking in a breath. The sharp pain that went up my spine made me groan inwardly. Back pain that was accompanied by cramps?
Will the pain ever end? I thought bitterly, dropping my bag between my knees. Edward shut the door gently and slid into the back seat without skipping a beat. I didn't ask why Alice was driving his Volvo or why he was sitting in the back today; I didn't have the energy. I turned to Alice slowly as she rushed on with, at least I think it was, a premeditated speech. "Bella, I'm so sorry we didn't get here in time to save you from your fall, but you'll be glad to know that none of your bones are broken!" I smiled softly at her and she leaned over and kissed my cheek. I buckled my seatbelt, and she swiftly pulled out of my driveway and got onto the highway.
"Are you doing better this morning, or do you think I should run home and find Jasper?" Edward growled from the backseat, but I smiled at Alice's playful banter. It was nice to attempt to have a playful conversation so my day wouldn't be as sour. With a smile on my face, I answered Alice, saying,
"I think I'll manage, but only you'll know."
A comfortable silence resumed in the car, and I turned around so I could see Edward. He flashed his dazzling smile at me, and I had to turn around to regain my breath. I should reprimand him for doing that! I heard both him and Alice laugh, and I blushed, trying to hide my cheeks with my hands. "Where is everyone else?" I asked, trying to make conversation to reduce my blushing.
"Emmett and Jasper went hunting late last night and haven't gotten back yet, and Rosalie is out driving the M3," Edward spoke softly, making me shiver. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and looked out the window. What made Rosalie go driving? Usually she and Alice work on our wedding plans together. It was so early in the morning that no one was really on the highway, especially since it was in summer time. I turned to ask Alice what exact we were doing when I noticed two things; one, Alice was sitting extremely still, her arms frozen to her sides, and two, we were going really fast. I felt my stomach clench when the car began to swerve; I craned my neck to see that Edward wasn't moving. Holy crow! She's having a vision!
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