A/N: I feel REALLY stupid right now. My notebook was in an uber-obvious place. So, I'm updating with the two chapters I have right now. Then I will write because I'm out of school (happy dance) and I have almost nothing to do this week!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. But I do own the rights to the phrase: "If I can't have uber-super yummy gummy worms, then you my friend have no right to borrow my books." This phrase is followed by me sticking out my tongue.
Midnight Moons Chapter Six: Explanations are a Bitch
El's POV
"I'm sorry, did you just say that…person was your 'other half'?" Edward asked whilst everyone else just stared at me like I'd just revealed the person I was running from was actually my true love…Oh wait, I did just reveal that.
"Yes. I did. Is there a mirror in the kitchen?" I asked.
"I don't think this is a great time for vanity." Rosalie quipped. (I originally had Alice saying that, but something in me just wanted Rose to seem not Rose-ish)
"I need to know how far away Ri is. I need a mirror to do this. So I ask again, is there a mirror in the kitchen?" I snapped back. She just nodded sheepishly as I made my way into the kitchen.
I looked into the mirror and gasped. They were so, so bright. He was a day away at most. I stepped into the living room and was greeted by straight stares.
"How long do we have?" Emmett asked.
"A day. At most." I replied, sitting back down.
"You really didn't notice your eyes were white, did you?" Alice asked.
"There is no way for me to know without a mirror or someone else telling me. There is no change in my vision, nothing changes." I replied.
"So, what do we do?" Esme asked. She had shifted into a position that seemed somewhat territorial.
"You do nothing. I wait for him to get here. I don't want anyone more involved than need be, and I don't want anyone here to feel any unnecessary grief."
"Why not?" Bella asked. "Because, I'm not running from Ri anymore. I'm tired. Or a lot of things." I said, looking at the white carpet. I yawned unexpectedly.
"How can you still be tired?" Jasper asked.
"I don't know, but I am. Is there a place I can rest?" I asked, yawning again.
"Yeah. Just follow me." Alice said, reaching for my hand as she stood. I followed her up the stairs and into a room that was…white. Very white. I sighed as she closed the door behind her.
BPOV
"We should really discuss this. Discuss her." Edward said as Alice stepped off the stairs.
El was truly a mystery. One that twisted itself more and more with each passing breathe. I wondered what everyone was getting from her.
"Jazz?" Alice asked her husband as she sat next to him. He looked at her, then us, then out the glass wall.
"She's…icy." He said. Sensing our confusion, he turned back to explain. "She's sad, cold. Heartless, almost. Like she's lost more than she had." We thought about this. Could this Ri guy be the cause of this? Or is it something else?"What's going on in her head, Edward?" I asked. He glanced down at me for a moment.
"She's thinking of him. What he will do when he finds her." Carlisle looked thoughtful before speaking.
"What did she dream of? Before meeting Bella." He asked. Edward mused. Confusion crossed his face, as if he were unsure of his answer.
"It was a memory. Or a dark, rainy night. She was in a clearing, holding her father in her arms. He was dying. Attacked by some sort of animal. Ri was standing behind her, watching her with a strong intensity. He was worried. She heard something running towards them but paid no attention to it. Then, her father died." I gasped. "She just sat and cried, unafraid of the death running towards her. Ri pulled her up into his arms to get her away. That's when it ended."
Even without Jasper's extra sense, I could feel my love's frustration rolling off of him in waves.
"And just now, what was that?" Emmett asked. He was being so uncharacteristically calm about all of this.
"They spoke." Was all he was able to say before we heard El's voice from the stairway behind us.
"I'll forget the fact that you were talking about me. Ri is closer than I thought."
"What do you mean?" Rosalie asked.
"He's about 30 feet from your 'driveway'."
And there it is! My first post in…ever….Again I am so sorry about that. My aunt graduated high school, then I passed out of middle school(there was this really stupid ceremony) and this whole bunch of other crap I won't bore you with. Review please! CSP
