Edward's point of view

Loud pop music blasted out of the giant speakers at the Misty Monkey club. The room was tightly packed with tons of sweaty, gyrating bodies. Bella and I danced, but not as aggressively as some. She began to stumble a bit as we danced and looked paler than usual.

"Hey Eddie, I'm not feeling so hot. Can we sit down for a bit?" she asked trying her best not to slur her words or trip in those stilettos Alice forced her into. We picked a table away from the main scene, and she practically collapsed into a chair, looking worse than ever. She hadn't had one alcoholic drink, but she looked like she had twenty.

"You want me to get you some water, love?"I asked, concerned.

"Sure, do whatever you want cause I loooove you no matter what you do!" She paused for a moment, a thoughtful look on her face. "Do you think they sell New York cheesecake in Idaho? I like cheesecake, what about you?" she let out a giggle then burped a bit, laughing even harder.

"I am going to go get that water. Stay right here and please don't do anything stupid," I begged before I hurried off to the bar.

The bartender was really slow and I barely kept my temper under control with her. Once I got that water, I returned to our spot only to find nothing but a metallic silver stiletto and a pair of underwear on the table. I glanced up to see Alice running towards me. She didn't anything, but she showed me one of her visions in her mind.

Bella was running through a park holding a duck like a football in one pale arm and the other flailing wildly. Her mascara was running down her cheeks and she was soaking wet. She pauses in front of a woman on a bench holding on to a stroller. She reaches into the stroller, drops the duck, and takes off with the baby held above her head.