BPOV
Chapter 4
Trusted Protector
I carried the crystal vase over to the sink. I'd gotten some flowers from town, and was filling my best vase with water when I heard a voice I never thought I'd hear again.
"Bella" they called. I turned round slowly, thinking that it couldn't possibly be them.
I dropped the vase as soon as I saw them.
Standing before me, pale as a vampire, the brown intensified in her eyes and hair, stood Angela Weber. She hadn't changed from the last time I saw her. Except that a visible light shone around her form in the purest shade of white.
"Angela?" I asked tentatively, still hopelessly telling myself it wasn't her.
"It's been too long," I opened my mouth to say something, but she raised one hand to stop me. "I know is weird for you, it is for me, too, but please listen to what I have to say"
I nodded at her, and she zoned out.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you will not be alone much longer. They come, seeking unknown truths, and will not leave empty-handed. Listen as you have with me, and you will be rewarded"
"Angela, what does that mean?"
She zoned back in again.
"I have no clue whatsoever. But there's more" Zoning out again, she continued,
"Keep your friends close, Bella, but keep your enemies closer. There is a fine line between enmity and friendship- people who you think of as enemies may prove to be friends, and vice versa. Tread carefully, Bella Swan, you never know when you may slip"
With what I assumed was her last message, she started fading.
"Ange!" I screamed
Her eyes fixed on me, with such intensity I'd never seen in them, and she spoke in grave tones, "Listen to me, Isabella Swan. I have to leave you, but I will not leave you unprotected. I trust the hands I leave you in, and know I am right to"
Angela's fast-fading figure hugged me gently, "Goodbye, Bella" she whispered in my ear.
A blink later, she was gone.