Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and it's characters
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Chapter 3
Hunt
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Bella's POV
I frowned at the information I just read. Vampire? I suppose it made sense. I did feel different. I felt awful for freaking out earlier. In my notes I had mentioned how kind these people seemed to be, they were trying to help me.
My hands flew across the keyboard, it seemed there were no plan's for today. I sighed and left the room, I needed to apologies.
A caramel haired lady was waiting outside my door. Along with a big burly male.
Esme and Emmett. Their description fit.
"Hello. I want to apologies for before. I'll pay for the damages." I looked to the ground and bit my lip, surprised to hear a stone crushing sound.
Esme smiled warmly at me. "It's perfectly fine dear. There's no need, you're part of our family."
I had to smile back at her, she radiated compassion. Emmett chuckled and grabbed my arm suddenly. "Come on Bellsy bear. You can't put off our hunt forever."
I frowned, hunt? Also, somehow his grip didn't bother me, it seemed almost familiar.
My notes had explained hunting. We needed blood after all. I was extremely nervous though, apparently I may have to kill a mountain lion. "Are you sure? It doesn't sound very safe."
Emmett snickered. "You'll be fine baby doll." There was a growl from somewhere upstairs. Emmett simply laughed and led me outside into the forest.
My hands began trembling as I ran to keep up with him. It was so odd to be running this fast, I felt as though I would trip at any moment. But I didn't.
"Here's fine." Emmett stopped running and gestured to a clearing.
I stopped as well and glanced around. "What do I do now?"
Emmett chuckled and patted me on the shoulder. "Close your eyes, let yourself go. Find something that smell's tasty."
I grinned at his humor but followed his orders.
Soon I found myself drinking from the neck of the elk. It was so relieving. I hadn't realized how thirsty I was.
I drunk from three more elk before Emmett caught up to me. "You done?"
"Yeah, I think so." Emmett grabbed one of the carcasses and begun burying it. I followed suit with the rest of my mess.
When we got back I documented everything. Including the familiarity between me and Emmett and Esme's compassion. Who knows? Maybe it will help.
Once I was done I left to go and see Chris. Some part of me was pained when I was away from him. He was sitting at the kitchen counter with a gorgeous bronze haired male who I assumed was Edward. Gorgeous? What am I thinking?
"Hello Bella. It's nice to see you." Edward turned and held out his hand.
I took it and was surprised by the electrical current that passed between us. "Um, hi. Edward right?"
His smile was over run quickly by a pained expression. Why did I hurt him? Because I asked his name? Chris suddenly whimpered. "Bella, can you teach me how to tie my shoelaces now?"
I moved over to him and picked him out of his high chair. "Of course my little prince. Let's go."
Edward followed closely as I headed to Chris's room. I reminded myself to make a map of the place, Chris was growing tired of showing me visions. He showed his room to me, it seemed to still be getting worked on.
"Chris, what was that?" Edward caught our attention.
I turned to see him. "Well Bella didn't know where my woom was. So I showed her."
Obviously, didn't everyone do that? But Edward frowned as though it was the weirdest thing in the world. "How did you show her?"
"Through our link Edward. Now can you help Bella teach me to tie my shoos?" I snickered at his pronunciation, it was so adorable.
Chris tugged on my arm, signalling for me to continue. I headed to Chris's room.
I showed him how to tie his favorite pair of shoe's a few times before he insisted he try it himself. I moved back and watched him, smiling.
"You care for that boy don't you?" Edward's words snapped me out of my admiring.
My smile grew wider as I spoke of him. "He's the only thing I remember. I'm connected to him so entirely."
"He's a sweet boy, the whole families taken with him. As they are with you." Edward raised his eyebrows to me.
He stepped towards me and took my hand again, the electricity surged through the contact. "What are you thinking right now Bella?"
That was strange, there was something mentioned about him being a mind reader. Was my gift blocking his? "There's something about you Edward."
"What about me?" Edward seemed to be staring into my eyes, but I knew it was deeper. He was searching for something.
I frowned. He seemed familiar, like how Emmett seemed like a brother, a friend. But Edward, he was different. "Emmett was like a brother, but you're like-"
My voice trailed off. I didn't know what to say. "Like what Bella? Don't be afraid to say anything. You can trust me."
His gaze became so intense, his hand slowly lifted up and brushed against my cheek. It was so familiar, I wanted him to continue. "Please stop. Not yet, please."
I didn't miss the look of disappointment he wore before he grinned his crooked grin. "I'll be waiting Bella. Forever."
Forever.
"Bella I did it! I twied my shoos!" Chris ran up to me and tugged on the edge of my pants.
I grinned down, thriving in his happiness. "That's my little prince!" I pulled him into my arms and rocked him into the sky.
His shoes were indeed tied. "Thank you Bella."
"No problem little prince, now don't you think it's time you go to bed?" At my word's he began to yawn, but I didn't need this as confirmation. I could feel through our bond that he was tired.
Edward coughed to gain my attention. "I can do that, Alice wants to speak to you."
"Okay, thank you." I wasn't reluctant when I handed Chris over. I knew I could trust Edward.
Alice was waiting outside the room, she gave me a hesitant smile. "Hey Bella. I'm Alice, I wanted to give you a make over."
I nodded. "Sounds fun I guess."
Alice's smile grew after my confirmation and she tugged me upstairs to her room. She pushed me into the bathroom, telling me to take a shower.
Once I was done she sat me in front of a mirror and began applying products to my face. I took the time to enter all the new information in my BlackBerry. I added the things about the electricity that passed between Edward and I.
"Oh Bella. I know you don't remember us but I hope that you can consider me your friend again. You can tell me anything." Alice was working on my hair. The way she brought up speaking to her made me wonder if she'd seen my 'Memory journal'. Esme had come up with that name.
I sighed. Alice seemed to know me on a level I wouldn't understand. Maybe she knew about Edward and I? It couldn't hurt to ask. "Can you explain Edward to me? He acts so differently from the rest of you."
"Well, we are your sister's, Rose and I. We both love you allot of course. Emmett and Jasper are your brothers, they love you as well. Carlisle and Esme love you like their third daughter, you will always be welcome in the family no matter what happens between you and Edward any more."
I frowned. "Between me and Edward?" Alice remained silent, clearly wanting me to figure it out for myself. "He's not my brother?" Alice shook her head.
Damnit! This was all so confusing. Edward. The name sent butterflies through my stomach. "Bella, before you lost your memory. He was your lover, your mate."
"My mate?"
Alice nodded. "Vampires have a very different love than human's. Our love is so strong, that it hurts us physically to be away from our mate's."
Was I hurting Edward then? No, there's no way that god could love me. I was just, well, a freak. The only vampire in existence to have amnesia. "Bella. He loves you, he's going to get you through this. We all are."
"Edward loves me?" Impossible. There's no way.
Alice giggled and pulled me into a hug. "Yes Bella. Edward loves you. You love him too, deep down. Of course I doubt he'll pressure you into loving him so soon, but don't feel bad about sneaking a kiss in every now and then."
Edward loves me. My leg's felt like they would collapse even though I was sitting. There was a part of me saying, how could he love me? It's so soon. I only met him an hour ago. But then another part was utterly incoherent, so happy that that perfection of a man had feelings for me.
I suddenly felt ill, he loved me, the girl that would forget him eventually. He shouldn't love me. The brief moments of paint hat flashed across his face suddenly made sense to me now.
I was hurting him.
"Are we almost done Alice?" I drastically wanted to retreat into my room and began writing all this down. I wanted to make a chart of how often I see him in pain.
It didn't make sense how much I cared about him. I hated the fact I was hurting him. Could I already love him? Maybe I never stopped loving him, it was just set back because of my memory loss. "Yeah, come stand in front of the mirror. You're going to love this!"
She spun the chair around and pushed me towards her closet. A wall length mirror stood there, reflecting something I didn't believe.
Alice had dressed me in a short length bright purple dress, adorned with hundreds of tiny diamonds. my hair was died slightly brighter then it's previous red and curled so it flowed down my back. The make up on my face highlighted my cheek bones but the lip gloss dulled the stern look into a very... sexy look.
"Alice, why on earth do I need to look like this?" I could hardly believe it was me in the mirror.
My sister giggled and tugged on my arm, nearly making me fall over. "You'll see. We're going upstairs."
Upstairs? What was upstairs? I searched my mind to see if I had any clue but I didn't. I still hadn't made a map yet. Silly me.
"Alright, just don't make this take too long. I want to write everything down before I... forget."
Alice sighed. "It's fine. You won't forget for at least a few hours. I can see it won't take that long."
She pulled me through the hall and stopped in front of the door. It felt familiar somehow. It was as though something within was tugging me towards it. Like a magnetic pull. Strange, I hadn't been feeling this before.
My pixie friend knocked on the door before mumbling something about cleaning her room up. She dashed downstairs. I was beginning to think she may be crazy. I turned back to the door waiting patiently as I heard movement within.
I was shocked at who opened the door.
