A/N: Hey guys! Guess what! I found out something the other day. So here I was, feeling stink about not having any reviews for ages when I realised something. I went back through all the reviews I've recieved and I saw some reviews that I'd never seen before! The problem is that I'm not getting the emails that tell me when I get a review! I felt so much better but also kinda guilty. I used to answer every review but I haven't been doing that for a while now because of the whole email fiasco so I'm increadibly sorry for that and I'd like to formally pass my thanks and appreciation on to everyone who's either reviewed, alerted or favourited this story. Believe me, I feel like I'm floating when I go back through all the lovely comments.
Anyway, here's chapter 9. I tried to make it longer and managed a 942 word chapter excluding the author's note. This is a new point of view and I hope it makes up for the fact that a lot of this chapter has already happened in previous ones. I just had to write out the bit at the end (you'll get what I mean once you've read it) but the chapter was waaaaaaaay too short if it contained just that.
At the rate I'm going, the A/N will be longer than the actual chapter so I'm going to leave you to it. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 9
A.P.O.V.
As soon as I find that irresponsible, unsensitive, lying piece of heartbreak, I, Mary Alice Bradon, am going to tear his stupid head off. Then I'm going to reattatch it just so I can rip it off again!
I shrieked a growl into the wind as I ran. If Jasper were here with me, he would have been blown off his feet with the force of my fury.
Slowly, the trees morphed into the familiar trunks and leaves of the forest surrounding Forks, Washington. Using the scent laid down by my brother, I sprinted to her house.
When I was absolutely sure I was within range of a certain mindreader, I started pulverising him in my head.
You are so dead, Edward Anthony Masen! I don't care what your reasons are for being here, I'm going to freaking kill you!
My fingers had just latched over the windowsill, when Bella's rambling voice cut through me. She was talking such rubbish and I was literally frozen in shock. I didn't realise at first when Edward started combatting her foolish thoughts but when I did, my head split into a fuzzy vision, growing clearer every second. I tried to shake the pure agony it caused out of me. Anxiety took it's place; I had to stop it from happening.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bella was definitely angry and I cheered silently. A raging Bella is a lot better than a comatose Bella, that's for sure.
I could see that Edward wasn't going to answer her so I intervened before she could deduce the wrong meaning, "Isn't it obvious Bella?" She stiffened the instant I spoke, "He's still head over heels in love with you."
I pushed the mounting visions back, refusing to let them take hold of my mind. Flickers of dark alleyways and broken screaming tried to smother the sight of Bella as she stumbled backwards on to her scrambled bedspread.
"Alice," Edward breathed, too low and fast for Bella to catch, "I was hoping to break your presense to her gently. Bella?" he raised his voice only slightly. My sister shook her head in denial, closing her eyes.
"No, no, no," Bella mummbled, "Dreaming, dreaming...dead." Bella looked at Edward with a strange light in the backs of her eyes, "Am I dead?"
I couldn't help it, I moved closer, so fast that she wouldn't have been able to see the movement. I threaded her fingers through mine and answered, "No Bella, you're not dead. Silly girl!"
Keep it light Edward! I screamed at my brother, We're so close to that vision and I can't have her like that... ever!
Edward nodded in my periferal vision.
"Bella," I asked with a smile and the same bubbliness as before, "Will you do something for me?"
Bella's gaze locked on to me and studied my face with a sense of urgency.
"I need you to go back to sleep. You're exhausted and I want to be able to speak to you when you're in a better frame of mind. Is that okay? We'll both be here when you wake up, I promise."
"Okay Alice," Bella said in a dreamy voice and smiled, while closing her eyes again. I laughed gently and nudged her backwards before she could fall asleep sitting up. Arranging her limbs carefully, I let my anger simmer away inside me.
Just you wait, Edward Anthony Masen, just you wait!
Suddenly, just as I folded Bella's hands together, her warm fingers that were latched on to my hand constricted. If I were human, I was sure my fingers would be throbbing.
"Bella, you have to let go. I have to have a little chat with Edward."
I grinned as I watched her lips part slightly and let loose a jumbled answer. Stroking her delicate skin, I tried to wedge my other hand between our tangled fingers but quickly realised that going any further would hurt her.
"I'm being serious Bella; you have to let go." She made a funny hissing sound but didn't relent her grip, "Isabella Marie Swan, you let go of me right this instant or so help me, I will have to take you with me."
There was a pregnant silence from her in which Edward found it necessary to growl a warning at me. Finally, she came out with a, "That's fine Alice. Just don't leave me."
My expression softened.
"Okay Bella, I won't leave ever again. I promise."
"I love..." she frowned slightly before saying, "icecream."
I laughed at her unpredictable nature and looked over at Edward to see him smiling at her in adoration. His pitch black eyes met mine and we nodded at the same time. We still had a lot to sort out but I could wait. It was just too much effort to stay murderous while being in the same room as Bella and her sleeptalking.
This doesn't mean I'm not going to rip your head off, Edward! I just...might delay the torturing and miaming...a while.
Edward moved forward to toussle my hair like all older brothers do but I stepped just out of reach.
I may not be as angry at you, but that does not give you permission to even think about touching my hair! I snarled at him through my mind.
"Sorry Sis," he snickered and moved to the rocking chair by the window. I hunkered down on the floor leaning up against the bed with my arm raised to craddle Bella's hand.
We were waiting for the dawn of a new day.
The next chapter should be up soon; I have the first bit already typed out.
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