Chapter 2:

Getting A.C. to Tell What's on Her Mind is Really Hard to Do

Evanescence's new album came out yesterday! :D You should all check it out! IT'S AMAZING! And yes, Evanescence is my favorite band.

-Dommy

I moved closer to A.C. and right away, she put her head on my shoulder. She did one of those dramatic sighs when I put my arm around her. Sethy looked at her too.

While Jacob, Seth, Leah, Bella, and Renesmee were having their own conversation, I asked A.C., "What's wrong?"

She looked up at my eyes and shook her head meaning, Nothing's wrong.

"Something's wrong and I know it," I said. "Sethy knows it too."

A.C. shook like a chill just went up her spine. "Can we go home?"

"Uh, sure," I said and stared at her with confusion.

Sethy got his head off of my lap. A.C. and I told everyone goodbye and ran back home. I didn't ask A.C. anymore questions. When we were jumping over the river, I landed perfectly but A.C…. not so much. She just missed the river but fell on her hands and knees. By the look of her face, I was able to tell that it hurt. A.C. wasn't afraid of showing her pain to me but she took it to the next level like she usually did.

"UGH! You just have to show off how perfect you are, don't you?" she yelled while getting up.

"Uh, no. You're just overreacting right now like you always do," I said.

"Nuh-uh!"

"Uh-huh."

A.C. groaned.

"Who crapped in you ice cream this morning?" I asked very sarcastically. Yes people, she eats ice cream for breakfast.

A.C. gave me a death glare and kept walking. Silently, I giggle to myself. In my head, I thought about what could possibly turn A.C.'s mood upside-down. It's too rare for anyone to do that! Anyway, we were finally at home and were greeted by Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Jasper, yadda yadda yadda. I ran upstairs to change my shirt. My white t-shirt with the number 87 on it in sky blue was soon replaced by a black tank-top. When I reached into my closet to grab my pink t-shirt, A.C. walked in the room.

"Holy crap! Can you, like, knock? I was changing!" I exclaimed.

"You were covered up," A.C. said dully and plopped onto the couch. I saw her curl up into a ball.

I walked over and stood in front of her. "What the hell is on your mind right now?"

"Nothing!" A.C. said in a moody way.

"Mhm, sure. Then why are you acting all crabby?" I asked.

At that moment, Edward walked in. "What's up?"

"Ask her," I told him and pointed to A.C.

Edward walked over to his daughter and knelt in front of her. I was able to tell that they were having an argument through mind. Impatiently, I waited until I couldn't take it any longer. I was about to say something but Edward "Shh"ed me. Must be an intense argument they're having there. Right now, I wished I was a mind reader. Hmm. Wait. No. I don't because then I'll be able to read Emmett's mind and I don't want to know what goes on inside that little brain of his.

Suddenly, Edward jumped up.

"Aha!" he yelled.

Both A.C. and I jumped up in surprise. A.C. gave her father a wide-eyed look.

"'Aha' what?" I asked.

"A.C. is upset about what she just saw from the future," Edward said.

"And that vision is…?"

"I didn't get that far yet. She started singing Evanescence songs in Korean," Edward explained.

I looked at A.C. "You speak Korean?"

A.C. just shrugged.

Edward reached out to hug his daughter but A.C. pushed him away violently. The force was so strong that Edward fell on top of me. You would've been able to hear the "oomph" come out of both our mouths.

"Violent!" I exclaimed and pushed Edward off of me.

He gave me a glare. "Like mother, like daughter."

I smiled proudly and he laughed. A.C. stayed quiet. Edward grabbed me by the hand and we walked out of the room. When he let go of my hand, he asked, "When did A.C. start acting like this?"

"When we were with Jacob, Seth, Sethy, Leah, Bella, And Renesmee," I said. "Then while walking home, she started going off about how I'm showing off for being sooooo perfect. I swear someone crapped in her ice cream this morning."

Edward rolled his eyes. He kissed the top of my head and walked downstairs. I walked back into my room. Before I sat down on the couch, I made sure A.C. wasn't going to attack. Since she wasn't, I sat down. There was a long silence before A.C. plopped down on my lap. I hugged her tightly and noticed that she relaxed a little bit. I rested my head on the top of hers.

"Mom?" A.C. asked.

"Yes?"

"What if you had another child? Would you stop loving me?" A.C. asked.

My eyebrows creased in confusion. "No, why?"

No response.

Later that night, I saw A.C. brushing her hair in the bathroom. She wasn't even trying to get the tangles out. Since it was bothering me, I walked up to her and snatched the brush out of her hand. She didn't try fighting back for it. Instead, she rested her hand on the ledge of the sink and stared at nothing in particular.

"A.C., you gotta tell me what's bothering you," I said as I brushed the tangles out of her hair.

A.C. shook her head. "It's nothing."

"What was with the question you asked me earlier today then?" I asked.

A.C. turned her head towards me so I stopped brushing her hair. "Things are changing," she said.

"How?"

"They just are." A.C. turned her head away and I started to brush her hair again.

I then came across a giant tangle in the back of A.C.'s head. It was more towards the bottom. As I pulled, A.C. would come with it. I did a really strong yank and A.C. screamed. We both looked at the brush and gasped. A clump of A.C.'s hair was in it.

Jasper came in the bathroom and immediately A.C. said, "Do I have a bald spot?" She showed him the part of her head that I had to pull.

He gave me a confused look so I showed him the brush.

"You don't have a bald spot," Jasper said. He patted A.C.'s shoulder and kissed my lips. Then he walked out of the bathroom.

A.C. glared at me through the mirror. "You're lucky there's no bald spot."

"Sorry," I said.

A.C. sighed and turned around. She gave me a tight hug and I threw my arms around her to finish the bear hug.

The next day, A.C. was in a better mood but not like the one she's usually in. Everyone was doing their own little thing. A.C. was with Sethy, Renesmee was with Jacob, Edward and Bella were in their cabin, Carlisle and Esme were hanging out by the ocean, Emmett and Rosalie went in the forest, and Jasper and I stayed home in our room. I was sitting against the wall, looking out the whole-wall-window, and Jasper was pacing up and down the room.

"I'm bored!" he yelled.

"Congrats," I said. "I am too."

Jasper came up to me and sat in front of me. "Any suggestions?"

I shook my head. "I've never seen you so bored in all of eternity before."

"I've never felt this bored," Jasper said.

Suddenly, he got that face that said, "Idea!" Then he rushed toward me and the next thing I know, I'm laying down with Jasper on top of me.

"Uh, hello," I said.

"Yo!" Jasper said happily and kissed my lips.

Without my permission, Jasper obviously decided that we will spend our day doing make out sessions. We probably had more make out sessions than anybody else. Wait, no, Edward and Bella still have that record. Go in a record book and look up "Most Make Out Sessions" and you'll find their picture there. Anyway, Jasper was starting to get aggressive and I knew what was coming up. I'm not getting into details.

When we were done, I was sitting on the couch with my head against Jasper's bare chest. We were listening to the sound of silence. Suddenly, my throat started to burn like there was no tomorrow (even though I don't want it burning tomorrow) and my stomach started to hurt. I made a mini screech (mhm. It's possible. Why? Because I just did it) and Jasper looked at me with concern in his butterscotch eyes. The scar on my stomach started to burn for some reason.

"Alice, what's wrong?" Jasper asked quickly.

"Too… much… pain…" I said with a somewhat raspy voice.

"Do you want me to get Carlisle?"

I nodded slowly.

Jasper got off of the couch and ran out of the house. I tried to keep calm but I couldn't. Something is happening and I don't know what. My throat feels like it did when I first became a vampire: thirsty and on fire. The scar on my stomach hurt like it did when I first saw A.C. in a vision: like my body was being cut open without any anesthesia in it. My stomach: how can I describe how my stomach felt? It hurt when I breathed, it hurt if I moved, it even hurt when I stayed still. I took deep breaths even though it was painful. Suddenly, I got a craving for blood. But not just any blood.

A.C.'s blood.