AN: wow. I never expect that many people to read my story. Sorry if this chapter isn't very good, it's mainly a filler. PLEASE REVIEW
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Chapter eight: Forest Wanderings
BPOV:
After crouching on the ground for an immeasurable amount of time, I stood up and began to wander around. I knew I couldn't go back to live with the Cullen's, not now, not ever.
Now that they knew that I could talk, I would have to talk, and then would come the questions.
They would want to know my name, my age, my power, everything.
And the there's Andrew, I knew from touching his skin on many occasions, that his deepest darkest secret was that he wanted to dominate the world.
He wanted to over throw the Volturi, and everything along those lines. And I knew for a fact the absolute power, corrupts absolutely.
He would become a savage, a raging killing beast, corrupted by power and money, and he would never stop.
I also knew that the only reason he married Alina was for her power, her power of making you think what she wanted you to think.
Her power, luckily, did not work with me because of my natural ability of blocking mind powers, but who knew what she could do to the Cullen's.
If Andrew discovered my power, I would become yet another pawn in his little game, and he would take me away.
I would become like him, mean, and power hungry.
His façade was good, too good.
That's why I couldn't go back, ever.
EPOV:
I went every which way, searching for a trail, or any hint of where she had gone. I searched the perimeter of the woods, pretty sure she had left Forks.
Why did I care so much about her? The thought hit me like a stone. I had never felt this way. It was as if I had to find her, I wanted, no, needed her with me.
I began to head north, sure that she would have stayed away from civilization.
Every now and then I would pick up a scent or two, but none of them were hers.
Squirrel, deer, rabbit, bear, random human, it went on like this for hours, that's when I heard my cell phone ring.
Flipping it open I noticed it was Alice, "Hello?" I said, my urgency apparent in my voice.
"Edward, I saw a vision of her, she was just wandering around." She said quietly.
I sighed. This was going to take forever.
"Do you want me to send Emmet and Jasper?" Alice offered.
"No, she knows me better, it'll be better if there's not a whole bunch of us." I decided.
"Alright, I guess your right." Alice answered softly. "I'll keep a look out for her."
"Thanks," I answered. "Bye Alice."
"Bye." Came her small voice from the phone.
This was all Rosalie's fault, if she hadn't been so mean, she would still be here. But then again, if Rosalie hadn't been so mean, she wouldn't have talked.
Her voice was so beautiful, I just wanted to listen to her talk forever. Maybe I was becoming a bit obsessive? I chuckled at the thought.
Just then my thoughts were cut off when I came across her trail, ah-ha, now I was getting somewhere.
I followed the trail northbound till I hit the Canadian border, she was fast.
I was about a half mile in Canada, when I heard a quite sobbing, but it wasn't a human sobbing, I knew for sure. It was her.
I came upon her leaning up against a tree trunk, her head resting on her knees, her small arms wrapped around her legs.
Slowly, as to not scare her, I sat down next to her and began rubbing soothing circles on her back.
After crying for about ten more minutes, she finally looked up, finally meeting my eyes.
What she did next took me by complete surprise. Instead of running away, or looking away like I expected her to, she smiled, a half smile.
Then she stuck out her hand, "My name is Isabella Marie Swan." She spoke, "and I am sixteen years old."
AN: I know, I know, it's short but It just turned out that way, new chapter up soon! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews!
