Chapter 5: Run

If someone had asked me the same question when I first found out Edward's secret I'd say we're all entitled to secrets. However after being told by Alice that 'she had seen me become one of them and being happy with them' so many times that I actually started to believe it myself I knew what my answer would be.

"A rogue passing by vampire. He bit me and started the change"

I took a deep breath

"Edward bit me afterwards to suck the venom out. The original bite had been closed by the venom"

Looks passed by me.

"Are you sure?"

Sam asked me. I would never forget that pain.

"Being bitten feels like being prodded with a burning rod. Being bitten after the venom is in you feels like adding liqueur to the blazing fire"

Jared reached out and took hold of my arm looking at the scar closely.

"If you look carefully you can see two distinct scars. That backs her story up"

A slow, cruel smirk found its way onto Sam's lips. I have seen that smile before and I know what it means

"That gives us right to dissolve the treaty then. I should discuss it with the tribe elders to make sure but as the Alpha I judge we have enough evidence."

He stated and a wild chorus of applause followed it. We headed back inside and sooner that I expected the evening was over and the group dissolved. Jake walked me to my track and told me that a tribe meeting had been scheduled for the next day. Charlie dropped off Billy and Jake at their house and we headed at our house.

I got Charlie a beer and took one for myself as well while Charlie checked the messages on the blinking machine. One was from Renee, a few more from some of his deputies and one wasn't a 'Happy new year' one.

"This is a message for Miss Isabella Swan. I am detective Breyer with Rosewood PD. We have a breakthrough in the case of Alison DiLaurentis and we need to talk to you as soon as possible. Please call me at this number."

Charlie turned to look at me.

"A breakthrough?"

"Seems like it. Let's finish our drinks Bells and tomorrow morning we'll call this detective. Okay?"

"'k dad"

The next day we woke up late enough for lunch and then as a fellow cop Charlie called detective Breyer. His message was simple. They had Ali's killer but no word about my attack. He wanted to see me. Tomorrow. 12.00pm sharp.

"12pm sharp? If I remember correctly - and I do - it's about 12 hours flight. To Seattle!"

"OK Bells. It's 11am now. You go pack and I'll try to find you a flight."

I gulped and nodded. Ignoring my hangover induced headache I used upstairs and packed. By packed I mean I took my laptop and shoved it in its case and in my schoolbag, same with my cell phone and charger, diary, mp3, the latest Stephen King novel and my favorite stuffed animal. I got dressed in a pair of old, comfortable jeans and a thin top knowing that during the flight I'd be very warm. I didn't pack any clothes knowing I had left in Rosewood all my warm clothes and that winter was strangely light there. I threw on my boots and ran back down again. Charlie was also dressed in his uniform this time and in the cruiser with the sirens blaring and the red and blue lights disco dancing. He had already grabbed us two travel mugs filled to the brim with coffee. I hopped in the passenger seat and we were off.

"Your flight leaves in one hour. From Seattle. Hold on tight"

He was telling the truth. He didn't stop at any red light and the cars on the highway split like the red sea for us thanks to the sirens. We made a normally three hour drive in less than one. I think I left my spleen on the way though...

He parked in a handicapped spot and we went to the check in to get my ticket.

"Call me as soon as you land"

"Ok dad. You be careful on the way back and remember to pick up my spleen"

He rolled his eyes and hugged me tightly

"if you need me call and I'll come. Ok bells?"

"Ok daddy"

I turned and headed to the bus that would take me to the plane making mental notes to call Renee. The plane took off just as I took my seat and threw my coat and carryon back to the thankfully empty seat next to me. I slept, drank the horrible airplane coffee, ate the equally horrible flight food and slept some more. When we landed in Philadelphia international airport at midnight I called Charlie as I had promised. He was half asleep on the phone and just lucid enough to tell me goodnight. I hailed a taxi and gave the address. About a quarter after midnight the taxi came to a stop in front of my old house.

I paid the cabbie and got out. I stopped short to admire it for a moment. It looked just like it was when I left it in March, although it could use a new coat of paint. Deep brown horizontal sliding with light faded cherry colored details and white painted widows. Exactly identical to my next door neighbor, Alison, with a few differences in color. I walked up to the door and unlocked it easily. Inside it was also exactly as it was when i left. Renee hadn't packed the furniture so it was livable. I pounced in the security code to the alarm by the door. A measure that Charlie had insisted upon after Ali's disappearance, even though I was not at home. I took off my coat and bag and headed to the basement where out of memory I turned the electricity, heater and water back on. Everything was still getting paid and working. I fell asleep still fully clothed on my old bed, in my old room.

DREAM

I was in Spencer's barn. We all were. All six of us. The wind had blown out the electricity and we had resorted to candles. Aria and Emily were drinking rum and coke 'ali style' (a ton of rum and a drop of coke) like it was no one business. Hanna had taken the box with the cupcakes in her lap and was munching. Spencer was writing something furiously. I was proofreading a paper for her and Alison was filing her nails while glancing at the clock on the wall. At some point Eria and Emily drunk themselves to sleep with Hanna following suit in sugar coma. Spencer had also fallen asleep on her papers. Looked at Alison and smirked.

"Come on Ali lets put the sleeping beauties to their sleeping bags"

"Beauties? In their dreams!"

"Manners"

I fake scolded her and she chuckled and helped me carry the fast asleep girls to their respective bags. After all these years she and i had our own communication codes. She loved to make funs of the other four girls while goading/charming/terrorizing them to 'make them better'. Emily with her sexual orientation, Aria with her crush on noel, Hanna with her weight and Spencer... with everything really.

"Is everything ok, Ali? You seem distracted"

"nah, everything is alright. Just tired i guess"

"You had a long trip... And a long night"

I hinted. I knew she had a summer fling but she wouldn't give me details. Ali is a bit of a slut sometimes and always shared her flings with me whether i liked it or not.

"Yeah, yeah. goodnight baby Bell"

"night Ali-cat"

we were about to fall asleep but Alison heard something.

"Did you hear that?"

"hear what?

"i heard something. Come on let's see what it is"

"That's how all b horror movies begin"

I grumbled but got up anyways. I am far too curious to ignore this. we got out of the barn making sure not to wake up the girls. We walked straight into the woods for a while. I heard a twig snap behind me and i turned around

"Ali? Ali!"

She was nowhere to be seen. I whipped out my phone to call her but i heard a noise and headed to it. Alison was standing a few feet away from me.

"Ali! Where were you?"

"I'm sorry Bella"

She told me in a clear cold unfeeling voice. I started to panic.

"Ali?"

"I really don't want to do this but I have to. You know too much"

she started advancing on me holding a shiny object in her hand. A knife. I backed a few steps.

"Ali? please calm down"

"I am calm Bella"

"what did I do?"

"nothing. Yet"

She lunged at me but me being the one in sneakers i was able to dock the knife and start running to the barn. Even though she was in a pair of killer heels Alison ran after me. she caught up to me and attacked me. We rolled in the mud. I managed to knock the knife out of her hand and run away but i had lost my sense of direction. I had no idea where the barn was anymore. I felt something wrap around my ankle and fell down. Alison was advancing to me and my leg was stack in some kind of ivy. I pulled it angrily off me. She was angry. Her long blond hair was messy and her jeans muddied. Her hands were extended in front of her. I leaned back but i was running out of room and she straddled me. Her tanned hands were wrapped around my throat tightly. I couldn't breath. I tried to claw her and I think I succeeded but she was unrelenting. Stars were clouding my vision as I heard her voice

"Die damn it, die"

I let the darkness consume me. I started coming back to it a while later and heard moans and groans. I fought to sit up and crawled to the sound. I didn't make it far. My vision wasn't fully back and it was dark but I could see Alison having sex with someone. A man with brown hair. I tried to crawl away but i was too weak and collapsed on the ground again. She was on top of me again and pulled me by the hair

"you're still alive? damn it bella"

i was pulled and pushed until she threw me off somewhere. I fell and fell and the dark blue night sky went further and further away. I landed harshly on rocky ground.

"Goodbye bitch"

END DREAM

I sat up in my bed panting with hot tears sliding down my cheeks. I fought to find the light and hugged myself. Is this what happened that night? did Alison, my childhood best friend really try to kill me?