The rain soaked through her clothes to her cold skin. She barely felt anything as she ran. She heard each individual rain drop splat against leaves and branches. Her eyes were more focused than they have ever been in her eighteen years of life. The moon shone bright. The stars were hidden behind clouds. Her hair clung to her skin with its heavy wetness. She recognized the familiar, almost hidden, turn for the Cullen's house. With lightening speed, she was in front of their home within milliseconds.
She took a deep breath, habitual, of course. She banged on the door. She did not realize her own strength. The vibration of her fist on the door reminded her of that fateful day of baseball in the meadow.
The door opened and curious eyes peered down at her. It was Carlisle. He realized who he was glaring upon and his gaze softened and confusion set in.
"Bella?" His soft voice questioned.
"Is Edward here?" Her voice was raspier than she remembered.
With anxiety in his voice, he asked, "who turned you?"
"I need to speak with Edward." Aggravation and impatience threatened her mood.
"Alright, come on in." He opened the door wider for her to pass. He instinctively looked behind her into the darkness. "Where's your truck?"
"I walked." She stated simply as she bounded up the stairs.
"Is that Bella, dear?" Esme's soft voice called from the kitchen.
"Yes, she's here for Edward." He replied.
Esme met Carlisle's gaze from the wide archway of the foyer. "She smells different."
Edward paced his room, unsettled. It had been exactly three days, two hours, and sixteen minutes.
A soft knock broke him from his thoughts.
"Come in, Alice."
The pixie-like vampire entered his room. Worry etched across her perfect face. "She's on her way."
Edward read her mind to see the picture Alice predicted in her thoughts. "Thanks," he whispered.
"You never told me why you did it, Edward." Demand dripped from his name.
He ignored her question and breathed deep. Her scent was faint, but it was growing stronger. He looked up at Alice, his eyes pleading what his words could not.
She went rigid. Her brow furrowed. "I don't understand."
Edward read her mind, not waiting for her to explain. "You can see the future. You asked me why I did it."
"I wanted to know why you severed ties with her!" Alice paused, trying to read the expression on his beautiful face. "You turned her." She was breathless.
"I had no choice!" He bellowed, defensively.
He tried to calm his anger. "Get out. She's here."
Alice left his room, anger racking her body. Seconds later, the sweet smell of Bella filled his room. He looked over his shoulder to the doorway.
If he could have shed tears, he would have.
It ached to look at her. There were no words to describe her beauty.
"Edward," She whispered.
He lunged at her.
A/N: Oh goodness. I'm sorry they are so short. But, at least I'm updating regularly. Love to my readers.
