Bloodtrance

Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: I am most certainly not Stephanie Meyer and did not create the amazing Twilight Series. I only own the plot to this 'Bloodtrance' fanfic.

A/N: Hello again! A late MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! Hope you all had a great Christmas break!! It snowed in England! Finally a White Christmas in England. :P

Anyways, back to work, I'm going have this chapter as a 'Mystery Person' point-of-view. You know this character already, but I don't think I should tell you just yet whose POV it actually is. Good guessers might know straight away. :)

I hope you thought bad of Edward in the last chapter btw, he's supposed to anger you a bit I suppose. That's my interpretation as I wrote it anyway.

Enjoy.

MPOV (Mystery Point-of-view)

The night was calm, the lights turned dim ahead of me as I watched over the grounds with a cautious eye. It was like any other night; the air was silent and peaceful, pretty much normal for Alaska. The breeze was chilly as usual, yet mysterious, something I'd never felt before, like something different, something dangerous was about to arrive in the not-so-distant future. I growled slightly and moved my head from side to side, as I stood in the snow in my usual spot under the tree, where I could watch over her carefully. Even from here, I could see her clear as day, standing in her night gown, which she'd actually bothered to change into this time, just within her balcony, her curly hair swaying behind her, a flush of brown and black shades moulded together, cascading down her back. I watched her attentively as she pulled her hair over to one side, and began brushing it gently, the curls bouncing up delicately.

How many times had I seen her like this? I just couldn't help but stare at her longingly as she stood in my view, humming under her breath, her voice soothing to my ears. She would never be a bore to look at, to hear. Everything about her was perfect. At times, I had doubts as to whether she was one of them, she was beautiful enough to be, and her voice was alluring enough. The only thing that dissuaded my thoughts was the absence of deadly fangs. An instant sign that my thoughts were wrong.

Questions flooded into my head, as I did my usual drill of reading her flawless expressions. It was obvious she had been crying again; her eyes were slightly blotchy and several eyelashes were stuck to her eyelids with tears. Even her voice sounded miserable; when she sang, her voice broke occasionally at the higher notes. It pained me to see her this way, and I still hadn't figured out why she was like this. She'd been like it since the day of the party, always crying every now and then, hugging her pillow to muffle the noise. I often hear her crying when she's in her bathroom; I can hear her sobbing softly as she runs the water, trying to cover up the noise of her cries with the sound of the water.

How many times had I imagined her naked too? I'm not embarrassed to think of it, I long to be able to see beyond the walls of the building, and watch her as she bathes. Very pervy I know, but any guy would think the same.

I watched Bella as she crawled into her bed, and the sobs began again. I felt so helpless as I watched her, sat up in her bed, hugging her pillow. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her sobs muffled against the pillow she had pressed to her mouth. I wanted more than anything to be able to run up to her and hold her in my arms, although I'm pretty sure if she sure me in my state, she be screaming for help, rather than bounding towards me as she usually does.

Bella is probably the most beautiful creature I'd ever gazed upon, like a goddess in human form. Her eyes were the best part; a delicate brown, like chocolate, and a small tinge of red added to the rim and core of the iris. I'd had time to look at her eyes in enough detail to draw them to perfection, although the idea of her finding out one day, didn't appeal to me at all.

I listened as her cries finally succumbed, and her sniffs and snuffles began to fade, and I watched patiently as her beautiful eyes began to droop. The pillow fell from her mouth, and her arms gently fell to her sides. Her head slumped back and she let out an exhausted sigh as she finally fell asleep, worn out by the tears. I lifted my head up to the sky, the moon just above my head, completely spherical to my eyes, gleaming white. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, my throat rumbling as I growled softly. My Bella was now sound asleep, and I would watch her all night if I had to, just to make sure she was safe. You never know what lurks in the woods beyond the house.

I raised my head higher, and let out a loud howl into the silent night, as I heard Bella snore softly in her bedroom. No one would hear it, they were all sound asleep, and even if they did, they wouldn't see me. I howled long and hard, calling the Gods to watch over Bella, as I sung my lullaby to her with the utmost passion to the clear, starry sky.

Goodnight my Bella.

Well? Who do you think it is? I'll leave you to think, although I'm sure most of you will know, especially after that last part. Hope you all had a great week, the next chapter will be up VERY soon. Probably today!

Thanx for reading!

Cherry xxx