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Chapter 3: What If I'm The Bad Guy?
BPOV
We sat in the living room for the second time that night, Edward at my side, his arm around my waist. He had refused to lose physical contact with me. I think he was scared that if he let go, I would disappear again.
"So, Bella." Carlisle began as he paced the room. "Where did you go?" he looked at me, hands clasped behind his back as he paced, awaiting my answer.
"Ummm." I was nervous about telling them. Edward didn't even believe he had a soul, how would he take the fact that I had been in Heaven? "I went to Heaven." I blurted out before I could stop myself.
The room froze. Carlisle stopped pacing, Edward's hand stopped its soothing circles on my back. Heads turned to face me as slowly and steadily as a scene from an exorcist movie.
"Carlisle," Edward said slowly. "I think she's hallucinating. Can you check to see if she's coherent please?"
I elbowed him in the ribs, rolled my eyes, and sighed. I knew the barrage of questions Carlisle was going to ask, as I had been incoherent-and received these questions-more times than I cared to speak of. "My name's Isabella Marie McCarty. Today is the third of August. We're in our home in Denali, Alaska. Your names are: Rosalie and Jasper Hale, Emmett McCarty, and Esme, Carlisle, Alice and Edward Cullen. My eyes are turquoise, and yes I know that isn't relevant but I think they're pretty."
Carlisle made me stand up and smile so he could check my throat, and I was like, what the crap? But he's a doctor, so who am I to judge? "Well, son, she appears to be fine. How about we let Bella finish before drawing our own conclusions?"
"Yes. Why don't we let Bella finish before assuming she's crazy, hmmm?" I asked sarcastically.
Edward grudgingly nodded and pulled me back into his side, tighter than before. I clasped my hands in front of me and told them of my little 'field trip'. When I finished, Carlisle said, "I still don't understand, Bella. What are you? What happened to you?"
When he said, 'What are you?' Edward growled, his chest rumbled and had it been quieter, I would have said it was a purr.
"Frankly said, I'm an angel. More specifically; a guardian angel." I had just finished explaining when I heard His voice in my head. Tell them, child. You are meant to protect them for eternity. Show them their families. Make them happy with your gifts. I nodded and murmured softly, "Yes, Father. As you wish." The Cullens looked at me like I had lost it, but I didn't care.
Edward broke the awkwardness by chuckling. I looked at him, question all over my face. "You see, love, I've always seen you as an angel. So the fact that you are an actual angel really doesn't surprise me all that much." He said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
I looked down at my hands, debating whether to tell them about my powers, or simply show them. "But what if I'm not the hero? What if I'm the bad guy?" I asked in a small voice, quoting Edward from the Forks high cafeteria. "I'm not an angel of mercy. My job is to eliminate any threat that comes anywhere near my assigned family. You are my family, and I will protect you, no matter the cost."
Esme stood up, coming over to me to hug me tightly. "Bella, my beautiful daughter," she choked out and I knew that if she could cry, she would be.
I hugged her back, and whispered inn her ear, "Hey, hey, it's okay. Just breathe, I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. Ever." I pulled back and she smiled appreciatively.
I was about to turn back around to show the family my gifts when I felt it. I didn't know what it was; I just knew I had to eradicate it. It was a threat, and it needed to be destroyed.
My body shifted into a low crouch and a low growl passed my lips as my wings and halo popped into place. I saw the family staring at me in alarm, but I couldn't relax. My vision fogged over in a red haze, and my lips pulled back over my teeth as a feral snarl tore through my lips. Whatever it was, it was getting way too close.
"Stay here. Something's coming, and I don't want you anywhere near it." I snapped, darting into the night, toward whatever was posing a threat to my family.
Le gasp! Whatever could the threat be? Only 10 reviews will tell… *skips off humming Dangerous by Kardinal Offishall*
