Ugh, I hate that I'm updating even though no one is reviewing. I'm trying out a new writing style in this chapter…poetic (kind of) and concise, but hopefully it will still be ok. Tell me what you think. :D

Ch7

"What is she doing?" Edward asked Alice after Bella left. Even though he already had a pretty good guess.

"You know I'm blind when it comes to the werewolves," Alice said.

"But you can see Bella, right?" Edward said.

Alice was silent.

"Tell me," Edward said.

"A day ago I had a vision of Bella driving, and then running, to La Push. I didn't know what it meant until Billy called," Alice said.

"What do we do?" Edward asked.

"Just wait," Alice said.

"Are you sure? Are you sure everything will be alright?" Edward asked.

"Yes," Alice said. "At least…" She was trembling.

Just then Jasper walked in the room. "What is it, Alice, love? You can tell me," he said.

Alice shook her head. "I have to go. I have to…Alaska…." she said.

Alice looked into Edward's eyes. "The same…as…you…except….without the love…" she muttered.

"Who?" Jasper and Edward asked simultaneously.

"Chloe," Alice whispered.

"You can control yourself, honey, I know you can," Jasper reassured Alice.

"Besides," Edward said, "I have a feeling that Clark person would protect her."

"What?" Jasper and Alice said simultaneously.

"I don't know what exactly Clark Kent is," Edward started, "But I've read his thoughts, and I've smelled his blood, and…all I can say is, he definitely isn't human."

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It was painful to watch. Too painful; far too painful. She had wanted to stay by his side…comfort him. It wasn't really the burning in her throat, although that certainly was something to think about – she didn't want to end up killing Jacob. His blood did smell bad, though. Funny that she hadn't noticed before. And it tasted bad too.

It was painful to watch because she knew that he would hate her for this. Billy would thank her, but Jacob would hate her.

"I'm sorry," Bella whispered, caressing his forehead with her cold hand. "I'm so sorry."

Then she left.

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As soon as she had retrieved her car and returned to Smallville, Bella found herself sitting in the living room explaining everything to her family. They understood.

In the end, everything will be okay.

Will it?

Bella looked to Alice. 'Will it, Alice?' she pleaded with her eyes. Not actually saying anything.

The Cullen House had always been a haunted house. No one knew that silence is what had always haunted it. Who knew?

It wasn't like anyone died.

Well, some people might see that point differently.

They hoped he would come live with them, become a Cullen, but then again, they couldn't really ask that of him.

'He's going to hate me, he's going to hate me, he's going to hate me.'

Maybe he won't even remember. Some don't. Some don't have any recollection whatsoever of their previous life. Alice didn't. Maybe Jacob wasn't any different.

But Bella knew that Jacob's fierce hatred of the matter would make all the difference of the world. He would remember.

"We have more than one crisis," one of them had said. The house was a little chaotic right now. It didn't really matter who said it. Not that anyone noticed who said it.

More than one crisis. Haha. Of course. Because there was always the giant elephant in the room. They were monsters; when wouldn't there be a crisis?

Of course, Bella didn't think they were monsters. Or maybe she did. She was too in love with Edward to care.

It seemed like they were destined to repeat tua la cantante [A/N: sorry, I don't know Italian; I probably spelled it wrong!] over and over again. But Alice was in control. Nothing was going to happen.

Right?

And then, of course, there was another monster. The Cullens were good, well, at least they tried to be, but not all monsters tried to be.

Maybe they were just jumping to conclusions.

Maybe every single person in the world was a monster. No, scratch that. Maybe the world was a monster.

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"Can you see him, Alice?" Bella asked. It had been three days. "Can you see him, now?"

She hadn't been able to, of course, before. But this wasn't before. This was after.

Alice shook her head. "I don't know," she said.

She tried.

Hell, maybe he was both now.

Or maybe once invisible, always invisible.

Only time can tell.

But one thing was for sure….tomorrow was Monday. Scary, right?

To Be Continued…