Carrie Manning

As my body awoke itself, my mind was still in a dark abyss, falling, grasping, and weaving its way around the kitchen and into the almost-empty refrigerator, finally coming to terms with itself after one swallow of orange juice.

The house was quiet and yet I knew that Bella was still asleep upstairs, dreaming the early morning away in a cozy bed. I swear that her couch was eating me when I struggled in my dreamland. You would think that it had a greater satisfaction from consuming the remote control, various coins and potato chips, and different types of lint.

I soundlessly moved throughout the house, only going up the stairs to brush my teeth and change my clothes. I would be gone soon enough, so I wouldn't disturb the monster that hid in her bed, and I could escape to be alone since the past few days,

It was gloomy as always, the bright sun hidden to let the tearing sky fall upon the Earth. I put up the hood of my sweater and began my daily jog. My heart and adrenaline racing was exactly what I needed to get away from the dullness in the chipped-away home of Uncle Charlie.

Within a few miles and many gasps of air, I came across a beach; sand wet and the waves breaking across the shoreline, I felt the belonging that was missing before. I was the waves, wasn't I? Continuously breaking and remolding to my surroundings. Like everyone else. But what was Bella? She wasn't the waves. She was something different. The sun; she was hiding away, daring to be different than anyone else. Daring to be out of the whole cycle; daring to be free.

In that instant I noticed the lightning from the sky reaching for a cliff and breaking it into pieces.

"You really shouldn't be standing on the beach during a storm like this. If the lightning hits the shore, you could get electrocuted."

I whipped around to the source of the voice. A muscular boy stood before me, his dark hair easing into his face from the wind. His lips parted slightly, he approached me cautiously, gesturing to the sky as a warning.

"Oh; right. I guess I should get going anyway, thanks." I tried to step past him but he blocked me holding out a hand.

"I'm Jacob," he grinned as I grasped his hand. It was hot compared to the coolness of my hands.

"Carrie." I said nonchalantly. I stared into his warming eyes without having to speak. He did it before I could part my lips.

"Come on; let me get you out of here before you hurt yourself." he said directing me off of the beach.

Jacob led me into his house without any questions or concerns. In silence he led me up the porch steps and into the front door.

"Are you hungry?" he asked gesturing to what I assumed was the kitchen. It took me until he asked that question to realize that I was hungry. I had only a glass of orange juice before my jog.

"Would it be rude to say yes?" I asked uneasily, gingerly placing myself onto the couch.

He chuckled. "Nope; I'm starved too. Come on, I'll make you a sandwich or something," he directed me into the kitchen and sat me down. "Watch my massive chef skills."

Bella Swan

When I woke up finally, both Carrie and Edward weren't around. I was a little relieved. I needed time to think and consider what I was going to tell Charlie. So far I had come up with:' Dad I need to talk to you about something important.' After that I blanked. I was planning on telling him during a nice dinner where he was calm. But that had sharp utensils involved and I worried that the minute I told him he would take his knife and spear himself right into his chest. Something with less weapons perhaps? This was difficult. I couldn't wrap my mind around it all morning.

By the time I had showered and eaten some cereal, Alice was waiting in her car. "So, how is the new housemate?" she asked the second I closed the door. I groaned. "That bad, huh?"

"That is an understatement. I already have enough to worry about as it is. I mean the wed- the…you know. I still need to tell Charlie and my dream last night and Carrie and-."

"Wait, back track for a second; what dream?" she looked at me puzzlingly. I sighed. The story was long and when I told her she seemed to look understanding but that wasn't enough. I knew that it would be on her mind all day as well, which would probably hurt Edward to think about too.

Even when we shopped, Alice wasn't as perky as usual. I smiled and talked when necessary to please her. However, she still didn't dance around the floor like usual. She was hiding something.

"Alice, what are you hiding from me?" I asked when we got back into the car after buying about four pairs of identical earrings. I stared into her golden eyes which seemed a bit cloudy.

"Bella, I don't know. Something just seems weird. I am getting really scattered visions of Edward today. I mean, he seems even more unusual to me than I probably do to you. I think that something is going wrong back at home. I keep seeing him in fits of anger and frustration. Oh, Jasper is probably having a fit too. We need to get home. Strap in tight. We'll be home in about five minutes."

"Bella this isn't too good." Edward told me as I stepped out of Alice's Porsche.

"I guess so, if that means you are telling me the second I step out of the car. Does it involve the Volturri? Or Charlie? What is it?" I asked.

Edward sighed and looked at Alice. "Well, it seems that your dream may be coming true, for lack of a better term. I heard Carrie's thoughts earlier. She's with the dog. Just like your dreams predicted."

"What?" I screamed. My little baby cousin was with my ex-best friend? What if something happened to her? What if he was planning something idiotic and decided to take her along for the ride? What if he told her about Edward? No, I would not let this happen.

"That would explain why I couldn't have any visions about her this afternoon. She's with the pack. Alone with the pack, and if we don't want another trip from the Volturri we need to stop her from finding out." Alice decided.

"But how can I burst into Jacob's house after not talking to him and make Carrie leave with me? He's bound to have found out that we are related by now. I mean this is Jake after all. He is the one who led me to finding out about you." I stated.

"I only have one idea." Edward suggested." Ask Carlisle."

Carlisle was in his office talking on the phone. The moment I stepped though the door though, he hung up. "Is something wrong?" he asked standing up from his chair. I nodded.

"The pack has Bella's cousin. We figure that Jacob Black is planning something. Do you think that he knows about the Volturri and is planning on making them visit?" Alice asked.

"I don't know. The Volturri have made it a goal to make sure that werewolves don't know of their existence. Besides, if the werewolves did know, I am sure that the Volturri would have taken care of them by now. Maybe he doesn't know that Bella and Carrie are related. Bella, have you ever mentioned her arrival?" I shook my head.

"No I didn't even know. But Charlie probably told Billy who probably told Jacob who found Carrie and is probably telling our little secrets to her right now." I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. "And even if Jake doesn't know if I run into the house and grab her, it's no doubt that he'll find out and Carrie will start becoming suspicious."

"Well, then I guess we all have to be patient, watch and see, and pay close attention to where she is going. Bella, you shouldn't worry. I heard that over amounts of stress before the wedding causes break outs and more reasons for you to not be a bride." Alice said, rubbing my back.

"Ugh, now I have to worry about that and telling Charlie I'm engaged. Damn it this sucks!

Edward stood besides me and clasped my face into his hands." Don't worry; we'll get through this together."

"I know, I know." I whispered. Edward kissed my lips tenderly.

"Carrie isn't part of the equation anymore and either is Jacob. Tonight, just worry about us."

"Us, right; us, got it." I breathed." Should we go tell him now?"

"Why not, what do we have to lose?" he asked, taking my hand.

"My life."