Disclaimer- I still don't own anything related to Twilight.

A/N- From now until the meadow scene, I will be dropping hints as to what kind of monster Edward is.


7. Night Terrors

They'll come for you… they'll come for you… This was the phrase that haunted Bella's dreams. Who'll come for me? She glanced at the clock on the beside table. 3 AM? What is up with my insomnia? And what is up with people these days? I live in the real world not the fantasy world.

In the morning, Bella grabbed a bowl of cereal and a notebook. One page was marked, Weird Stuff. She took out a pen and wrote down the words "They'll come for you in the night." Beside it was scrawled "Some crazy Indian boy told me this. Who is coming for me?"

Bella finished her cereal and walked outside. Forks. She walked down the forest trail, examining nature. This place is really crazy. Come for me in the night? I have my windows locked, so who could get me? Besides, what are the Cullens and what is drawing me to their youngest son? All I know is, Edward isn't human. I better go back inside. All of this philosophical crap's giving me a headache.

Bella walked inside and got into a T-shirt and jeans. She walked upstairs to finish her English homework. Let's get this over with. The paper's due Wednesday. And where's Dad? Oh, out fishing. Bella paused to sharpen a pencil. Gotta get this done. She looked over and read a portion. "Shakespeare's works were heavily influenced by life in Tudor England."

Charlie came home with a large fish and the two feasted on it.

The next day Bella arrived at Forks High, rough draft of essay in her possession. I better not lose this or I'm screwed. And all of that hard work will be for nothing. Which reminds me, tonight I'm going dress shopping with Jess and Angela. However Jacob's voice replayed in her mind.

"They'll come for you in the night," she kept hearing. All through the school day, that's all she heard.

Jessica turned to look at Bella after school on the way to Port Angeles. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, some Indian superstition," Angela sighed.

"But what will come for me?" Bella blurted. Her two cohorts looked at her strangely. Damn, they think I'm crazy. I should ask 'em to drop me off at the insane asylum.


Pardon the brevity of this chapter. I don't know why I'm out of ideas. Maybe because I gorged myself on Chicken Alfredo and I'm too bloated to even think of anything else to type. More will be up tomorrow.