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Maybe the longest chapter so far. No joke…
APOV
I lay on my bed. Bella was in the shower, having been taught how to use one by Rose and the others. The water had cut off ten minutes ago and I counted the spots on the ceiling. The door opened and out walked Bella, wearing Monster boxer shorts and a green tank top. She shook her head, sending a few stray drops flying. The top, I noticed, hugged her curves a little, but not too much. My butterflies (whom had become a common presence around Bella) took flight. And they all had a few friends.
What the heck was Rose planning? I bet Jessie was in on it, too.
"Hey," Bella smiled, taking a seat on the edge of my bed. Or was it our bed? Idk… ugh… my brain!
"Hi, Bella," I scooted over do she could lie down next to me. Once she did I cuddled into her side.
"Tired?" She asked me, wrapping her good arm around me. She had regained movement in the fingers of her injured hand, and somewhat in her hand. I was worried, but she told me it would only be another two days and she would be fine. Ironic, that she got better the day before she had to do her meditation.
"No. It's only 8:00, silly,"
"Me? Silly? Naw, I think you're the silly one," She chuckled, quickly tickling my side. I squealed, quickly countering her tickling with my own. "You won't win, Ali!" She gasped, trying to catch her breath.
"Oh, yeah? I think I will!" I used my Vampiric strength to flip her over and I straddled her hips. Her eyes went wide and I smirked, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Give in?"
BPOV
"Give in?" Her voice was husky and I heard my breath hitch. Her hands were on my shoulders and I felt her chest press against mine with each breath we took. But I was, but all means, an Alpha. I was not about to give in like this. I leaned up to whisper in her ear.
"Never," I heard the purr in my own voice and the way Alice's breathing seemed to hitch, then speed up. I realized my good hand was resting on her hip. I took it a step further. "I didn't know I had this kind of effect on you, Ali,"
"I-I didn't know either,"
A knock at the door sent us to opposite side of the bed, breathing heavily. "Come in," Alice called. Katie Lin walked in and smiled at us.
"Hey, guys. Just letting you guys know that we're all going out with our Mates tonight. You guys gonna be okay alone?"
"Y-yeah. No problem," Alice blinked.
"See you guys later,"
"Bye, Katie," I waved, composed a little faster than Alice. She closed the door and Alice looked at me.
"Okay… so… what was that?" She asked.
"A tickle fight?" I tilted my head to the side.
"Weirdest tickle fight I've ever been a part of," Alice ducked her head, and I swore if she could, she would blush.
I gave a nervous chuckle. I wasn't an idiot. I knew what I had just done. The position Alice and I had been in was… well, not exactly innocent. Far from it, really. To be honest, if no one had come in, I don't know what it would have led to. Maybe that was a good thing that someone did. I don't… I don't think she would have been happy about it and I don't want to wreck out friendship.
"You wanna watch a movie?" Alice asked.
"Remind me what that is?"
"A motion picture,"
"Oh. Okay, sure,"
She jumped up, leading me down the stairs and into the living room. I sat on the couch while she looked through something, then―in movements faster than I could see―did something and sat next to me. She hugged my waist and snuggled into my side. I smiled a little and managed to maneuver my bad arm so it draped over her. She hummed and to be honest, I didn't pay any attention to the first twenty minutes of the movie. When I did focus on it I realized it was about what humans call Zombies. Alice squeaked and buried her head into my side when the zombies went on the attack. I chuckled at her antics and took a chance, kissing the top of her head.
"How can you chuckle at a time like this?" She asked, and then squealed when a head went flying.
"To be honest, this doesn't scare me. Sides, you chose this one,"
"I know…" She whimpered, her voice muffled by my shirt. "I forgot how much it freaks me out,"
"Well, don't worry. I'll keep you safe from the" I bit my lip to hold in my laugh. "Zombies,"
"You laughing at me, punk?"
"Naw, that's Emmett's job,"
"Don't make me pin you down again,"
I mock gasped. "You wouldn't!" The next thing I know, she's straddling my hips again and I'm on my back. She had my good hand pinned above my head and a smirk was planted firmly on her face. "Hm, okay, maybe you would,"
"I think I just did," She whispered in my ear, a smile in her voice. The Alpha/Imprinter in me kicked in and I grinned, freeing my good hand.
APOV
I felt my breath go shaky as I felt Bella's hand on my right thigh. My entire body reacted to it and I remembered what we had talked about two nights ago.
"Hey, Bella?" I asked, curled into her side.
"Yes, Alice?"
"I've heard Leah talk about Imprints before, but I don't know what it is. Would you explain it, please?"
She was silent a moment. "It's very complicated,"
I was determined to get my answer. "I can keep up,"
I looked up at her face, seeing her chew on her lip. "Okay. Every Were-creature has what is called an Imprint, or more commonly referred to as a soul mate. The Imprinter and Imprintee are perfect for each other in every way possible. From the moment the Imprinter sees their Imprint, that person becomes the center of their world. Like… the strings that hold the Imprinter to this earth are cut and replaced by unbreakable beams or cords. It's the strongest possible relationship you will ever encounter. And the devotion that the imprinter has… only the Imprintee other Imprinters can understand it," She paused. "There is a catch, however. The Imprinter can choose to either deny or accept the Imprint. If they accept, then all the things I just listed come true, but if they deny, both the Imprinter and Imprintee find themselves in immense pain, and after it's over they feel nothing toward each other and go on with their lives,"
"Who could choose to give up their soul mate?" I asked after a moment of silence.
"Often the reason is simply they don't want to be tied down. They wish to continue being nomadic,"
"… Would you do that? Give up your Imprint?"
"I would never put them through something like that. I couldn't do that,"
"Have you Imprinted?"
She chewed her lip, not looking at me. I knew her enough to know she had, indeed, Imprinted. I should have been happy, but the thought that she loved someone made me frown to myself. It confused me. I hadn't ever felt that about anyone.
"You did," I stated.
"Yeah,"
"May I ask who?"
"Well, I, uh…"
She didn't want to talk about it. I pressed my finger to her lips. "It's okay, you don't have to tell me," She blinked and nodded.
Now, being in this position, and her drawing circles on my thigh with her thumb, I wondered, what if I was actually her Imprint. There was only one way to find out. I took a shaky breath and whispered, "Kiss me," To her. I heard her swallow; her eyes had dots of green here and there.
"Are you sure?" She whispered back, searching my face, my eyes, for permission.
"Yes. I want you to kiss me. Please,"
She hesitated before leaning up, her lips brushing my own. Before I could blink her lips had fully claimed mine, gently at first, and fireworks… "Fireworks" was an understatement. My hands buried themselves in her hair and she wrapped her arm around my waist. Finally, she broke away, breathing heavily. "Wow," She breathed.
"No kidding," I smiled, leaning my forehead against hers.
"I guess you figured it out?"
"That I'm your Imprint? Yeah,"
"Save me the trouble of telling you…" She trailed off and gave me a half smile.
"Oh?" I poked her nose. "And what does that mean, exactly?"
She smiled innocently up at me. "You try telling a girl that you barely know that you two are soul mates. It probably won't go over well,"
"I guess you're right…"
"It comes with age," She chuckled and I smiled, kissing her before laying my head on her chest. She began to purr, causing her chest to rumble, and I smiled as I felt myself drift off. "Goodnight, Ali," Bella whispered.
"Night, Bells,"
There was banging at the door, causing us both to wake up. I noticed someone had brought us up to my (our? Is it our room?). "HEY, BELLA! WAKE UP!" Emmett boomed on the other side of the door. Bella made to get up and I frowned and pouted at her. She turned to the door.
"What's up, Emmett?"
"Me, Eddy, and Jazz want to see if you can beat us in an arm wrestle,"
"Now?"
"Now,"
"Ugh… fine. Give me a second,"
"WHOO! GUYS! SHE'LL BE DOWN SOON!"
Bella shook her head and looked at me. "Hey, sleepy head," She smiled.
"You're one to talk," I smiled back, hugging her waist.
"True, but if you let me get up, once I beat the boys, I would like it if you came with me. Rose gave me money and an address to go to later. I am curious,"
"Curiosity killed the cat…"
"Cat jokes are Emmett's job, Ali, not yours,"
"I thought it was funny,"
"…okay, that one was good,"
I smirked. "See? You got yourself a funny girl," I looked up and saw her eyes were deep brown and softened further as she smiled.
"That I do," She whispered before kissing me. Again, it was gentle at first, but I buried my hands in her hair and felt her tongue run along my bottom lip. My tongue met hers in a battle for dominance. I admit, I lost. She grinned, cupping my cheek in her good hand and pulling away. "Your breathing is crazy, Ali-Bell," She whispered, her sweet smelling breath fanning across my face.
"Well, I've never been kissed like that," I smiled, and then giggled. "Ali-Bell, huh?" She blushed.
"Yeah… it doesn't bug you, right?"
"No, I like it, Issy,"
"Issy?"
"Isabelle… I took the first bit out and got Issy,"
"…" She smiled. "I like it. No one's everyone called me that before,"
I laughed a little. "I'm a first,"
"That you are," She kissed me quickly again before getting up to find clothes. She walked into the closet and closed the door behind her. I tilted my head to the side, hearing her looking around her part of the closet. After a moment she walked out, wearing loose jeans, a white tank top, and a pair of white old-style welding goggles. She looked down at herself. "Is this okay? Does it look bad or something?"
"No! No, it looks… honestly it looks hot," She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh. Okay, cool, then," She grinned and walked over to me, sat down, and nudged me. "Go on. You got to get dressed, too,"
"What? Oh, right," I got up and went into the closet. I looked around. What can I wear? I want to look good…
"Ali, you don't have to look any different than normal,"
"How did you know I was thinking about that?"
"Part of the Imprint. I can tell what you're feeling and vise versa,"
I thought about it and realized I did feel this really strong emotion as I picked out jeans and a t-shirt. I had a feeling it wasn't mine, too. "Bella? Is this feeling right now, is that yours?"
"…" She cleared her throat. "Yeah,"
"What is it?"
"It's… uh… its Love,"
I smiled, dressed, and poked my head out. "You love me?" Her face was beet red. She ran a hand through her hair and nodded.
"Yes, I do,"
I ran toward her and hugged her hard. She wrapped her good arm around me and I kissed her.
"Come on, Bella! We're all waiting!" I broke away to glare at the door, and then smiled at Bella.
"I can't say 'I love you' quite yet, but whatever my feelings are, they're really strong," I kissed her cheek and she smiled.
"It's fine. Just take your time, Ali," She whispered. We got up and headed downstairs. Emmett yelled with glee and high fived Edward.
"She's finally here!"
"Boosha!" Jasper grinned. I giggled at this, for usually Edward and Jasper were calmer.
"Who's first?" Bella grinned, flexing her left arm. Who knew? Bella could be cocky.
"Me," Jasper grinned.
"OUTSIDE! YOU WILL NOT RUIN ANY MORE OF MY FURNITURE!" Mom yelled from the kitchen. We all promptly headed outside. We walked over to the bolder in the front yard, were Bella and Jasper sat down on opposite sides. They grasped their left hands together, elbows on the rock. Jessie held her hand up, and then brought it down. "Go!"
Jasper pushed against Bella's hand, though she didn't budge. "Come on, Jazz!" Katie Lin cheered. Bella flexed and pushed, moving Jaspers hand over a bit. Jasper grunted in effort and pushed harder.
"Bella, don't be so mean! Finish him off," I laughed. She grinned and slammed his hand into the bolder, released his hand, and grinned at me.
"Who's next?"
"I'm up!" Edward smirked. Jasper got up, holding his hand to his chest, and Edward sat down.
"Ready to be creamed?" Bella grinned, putting out her hand.
"Nope," He grasped it. "Are you?"
"Never,"
"Go!" Jessie yelled again. Edward pushed, gritting his teeth. Bella raised an eyebrow at him, and then slammed his hand down as well. I grinned. That's my girl…
"My turn!" Emmett grinned like a fool, grabbing Bella's hand.
"Bring it on, lil' brother!"
"Ready…" We all held our breath. "Set…" They both tensed. "Go!" They both pushed against each other's hands, though neither budged one bit. Bella pushed harder, her muscles showing through the skin. Emmett's hand moved just slightly and we all watched in awe as his hand moved slowly, but surely, down. He pushed back, moving her hand slightly, though the effort of it showed in his shocked and strained face. I watched as Bella's veins started to show through the skin, but she was beating him back.
"Come on, Bella!" I held my breath. She did one last push and slammed his hand into the boulder. "Yes!" I jumped up, laughing, and hugged her. She grinned and shook Emmett's hand.
"Good game, bro," She grinned. "It was fun. Haven't had a challenge in a while,"
"Same here," He grinned, laughing.
"Were you showing off, Issy?" I whispered, knowing only she would hear me.
"Maybe…" She avoided looking me in the eye.
"Who knew such a sweet girl could be so cocky," I grinned, standing up with her. Rose looked between us and smiled.
"You did and…" She looked at Rose. "You think Rose…" She trailed off.
"I think so… Edward might know, too,"
The family started to walk back inside, patting Bella on the back as they went. When we were alone Bella turned to me. "Do you want them to know?"
"Maybe… but not… not yet,"
"Okay. PDA to a minimum," She smiled softly at me, then swung me onto her back and started jogging to the house. For only having one arm, she sure could catch me by surprise… dang. I hugged her neck and rested my head on top of hers. When we walked in Rose just smiled, and read her magazine, but no one else turned away from the T.V.
"Guys, I have to tell you something," Bella stated. I looked at her with wide eyes that she didn't see. She wouldn't tell them… "On the night before the New Moon, I must prepare if I am to truly go into full Meditation. I ask that you do not disturb me. It will ruin it and alter my chances of retrieving the memories," I relaxed when she said this, though inside I felt sad. She would be gone for such a long time…
"Alright, Bellsie! Be careful," Emmett grinned, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Always am," She grinned. "Now, if you'll excuse me," She started up the steps two at a time. When we were in my (no, seriously, is this our room? Ugh! I really gotta ask her…) room, I hopped off her back and closed the door. When I turned to her once more I saw her looking through her cloak.
"Issy?" I asked, sitting next to her. She turned to me, eyes soft and a smile on her lips.
"Yes, Ali?"
"I was wondering… well…" Oh, how do I say this? "You know… can I do the meditation with you?" I bit my lip.
"Ali, you may not like what you see. Maybe the reason you can't remember is because you body, your mind, doesn't want you to,"
"I have to know. Please,"
She chewed on her lip. "You really want to do this?"
"Yes,"
"It will make you happy?" She took my hand, rubbing circles on the back of my hand with her thumb.
"Yes, it will,"
"Okay," She placed a tender kiss on my forehead.
"Thank you,"
"Anything for you, Alice," She traced a finger down my jawbone and smiled, before kissing me softly and proceeding to tell me exactly what we needed to do.
BPOV
It was seven minutes before the new moon. I was in a ceremonial deer skin dress and I had managed to make one for Alice. She looked beautiful and I slapped myself mentally. Focus! "Alice, are you ready?"
"Yes," She whispered, turning to me. She looked uncertain as she sat next to me. "Let's do this,"
I nodded, offering both hands out to her. She took them and breathed deeply. We both closed our eyes and I began to chant.
"Anota kemo nota mo. Lateya ashnee morka. Letpoto kemonotsti gotamoree. Shneva yo," I took a deep breath and began again. "Anota kemo nota mo. Lateya ashnee morka. Letpoto kemonotsti gotamoree. Shneva yo,"
Alice gasped as the spell took effect. I felt myself being seemingly thrown back into my own mind. Pictures flashed before my eyes so quickly I couldn't make anything out. Then, suddenly, I was running.
1901
I ran, never stopping, even after my muscles started to burn. I felt a pull to run here. I didn't know why. I did not care, to be frank.
I leapt over a log, then another, clearing the woods. I looked around. Where am I? I saw a sign. Biloxi, Mississippi. I breathed deeply. 1901, and this was the first time I had felt a pull of this fashion. I huffed, and continued, not really caring that my bare feet were in pain and there were twigs and leafs stuck in my hair. There was one name going through my head.
Mary Alice Brandon.
I didn't understand it. Never, in all the time I've ever been a Werecat, have I felt this… what do I call it? A pull? I don't know what it was, but it was leading me down a street with meny women looking at me with looks of disapproval. I was a woman wearing pants, something still likely to be frowned upon. I ran faster, starting to feel a pain in my gut. I came to a crossroads. What now?
Right.
I go right.
Okay, then. Let us go. I bolted down the street to my right, coming all the way to the end of it. To the right was an empty house, and the home on the left held much activity. The pull was coming from there. Curious… I walked to a window and peered in. a man was pacing back and forth. He was a tall man, with blond hair and faded brown eyes. He looked old with worry. Three men stood with him. "Alex, it will be fine. Your child will be here soon,"
"They told me it wasn't possible. I couldn't have children. Yet here I am, waiting for my baby boy to come,"
"You don't know it is a boy. It might be a girl,"
"I know, I know, but… momma wanted me to bring a boy into this world,"
I found this conversation tiresome. Hearing a shriek of pain I whipped my head around and walked on to the next window. A woman was there, black hair matted with sweat and blue eyes blazing. "Breath, Marie," Another woman with brown hair whispered softly.
"Ahh!"
"Push!" She shouted over the black haired woman's shrieks. I looked away, finding myself sick to my stomach. Childbirth always made me woozy.
"It's a girl," I whipped my head around. The pull was stronger now and my eyes fell on a crying baby. She had black hair like her mother. The need to protect her overpowered all other instincts and I gulped. What was this? Wait… no…
"What, exactly, is an Imprint?" I asked Leah.
"The elders say it's a Were-creature's soul mate. The Imprinter and Imprintee are perfect for each other in every way possible. From the moment the Imprinter sees their Imprint, that person becomes the center of their world. Like… the strings that hold the Imprinter to this earth are cut and replaced by unbreakable beams or cords. It's the strongest possible relationship you will ever encounter. And the devotion that the imprinter has is so strong, only the Imprintee other Imprinters can understand it. You will feel this pull. Like you have to be near this person. That's how you know they're the one," She looked at me from her seat by my vanity. "There is a catch, however. The Imprinter can choose to either deny or accept the Imprint. If they accept, then all the things I just listed come true, but if they deny, both the Imprinter and Imprintee find themselves in immense pain, and after it's over they feel nothing toward each other and go on with their lives,"
This child… infant… was my Imprint? That's… wow…
"Whats… that out there?" The mother's voice, weak from childbirth, sounded. She was pointing at me and I jumped into a nearby tree. The other woman opened the window and looked around.
"There is nothing out here, Marie,"
"I thought I saw… never mind,"
"You just had a baby. Maybe you just thought you saw it,"
"Maybe,"
I heard the baby crying and crept closer again, chancing a glance at the baby. The man was in there now, holding her. I felt jealousy and swallowed it down. I made a promise to myself that I would keep this child safe.
"Mary Alice!" Mrs. Brandon called from the house. I watched from a tree as a two year old Alice with a blue dress and long hair looked up from her blocks and turned to her mom.
"What is it, mommy?"
"Don't play in the dirt!"
"But momma…"
"That is a new dress!"
Alice sighed and got up, walking over to the tree I was in, leaning against it. She didn't talk, just stood there. She closed her eyes for a minute, something I noticed she did a lot, and looked up suddenly. She saw me and I froze. It was the first time this had happened and I didn't know what to do. Making a snap decision I jumped down, landing out of her mother's sight and but Alice turned around and tilted her head. "Who are you?" She asked sweetly, coming to stand in front of me.
I thought a moment, kneeling down beside her. "I am… I am your… guardian angel, in a way,"
"Guardian… angel?" She frowned. "Whas dat?"
"I'm here to keep you safe, sweetie,"
She nodded and looked at my right arm, which held my tiger tattoo. She pressed it with her finger. "Kitty," She giggled.
"Yes, that's a kitty," I smiled.
"No, you kitty," She grinned, poking me in my upper chest. I chuckled.
"If you say so, squirt," I poked her gently in the stomach, causing another giggle to escape her.
"I do!"
"So, how did you know I was up there, kiddo?"
"I closed my eyes and sawded you in da twee!"
She's a seer… interesting. "Sweetie, don't tell your mommy about me, okay?"
"Bu why?"
"She may not be happy about it,"
"Aww…" I stood up. "Where you goen?" She grabbed my pants cloth, tugging at them.
"I have to go get something to eat,"
"You gonna come back?" She pouted and I stooped down again.
"Yes, sweetie, I'll come back," She grinned and jumped up to hug my neck. I chuckled and hugged her back.
"Soon?"
"Yes, soon,"
"Good," She let go of me and let me head into the woods in search of something to eat.
APOV
I was eight years old now, sitting out by the tree I had found Kitty in. Every year we met here and she gave me a birthday gift. Momma was out today, shopping for dinner tonight and daddy was at work.
"Hey, Squirt," I grinned when I heard the familiar voice of the girl that called herself my guardian angel. I turned around, seeing her just outside the tree line.
"Kitty!" I laughed, jumping into her arms. She swung me in a circle, making me laugh harder and cling to her neck. Laughing, she set me down and reached into her cloak and pull out a wrapped present. "Is that for me?"
"Yes, it is," She smiled, kneeling down next to me.
"Can I open it?" I grinned, hoping for a yes.
"Should I let you?" She chuckled.
"Yes," I pouted at her.
"Oh, man, you pouted at me. How can I fight that?"
"You can't?"
"Yeah, I know. Here you go, Squirt," She handed me the present and I ripped it open, opened the box, and grinned. It was a stuffed cheetah.
"Thank you!" I hugged her again and her chest rumbled as she laughed.
"You're welcome, kiddo,"
"Kitty, can you braid my hair today?" I pulled away and tilted my head to the side, mimicking her head tilt.
"If you want me to, then yes,"
"Yay!" She sat down cross-legged and patted her lap. I giggled and sat down on her lap as she began to run her hands through my hair. I felt myself relax as she began to braid my hair, slowly smoothing it out as she went. I smiled. "Hey, Kitty?"
"Yes, Alice?" I smiled at the name. She was the only one that ever called me that.
"You're my best friend,"
Her hands paused. "You're mine, too, Ali,"
BPOV
"MOM, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" I heard Alice yell. She and her mom were arguing. She was fourteen now, and her mom had come home yesterday to see Alice and I talking in the back yard. I was horribly sad to hear this conflict between them.
"Mary Alice Brandon! Do not raise your voice at me. What am I suppose to think when I come home to find this total stranger in our back yard?" She hissed. "Who is that young woman? And why have you not introduced me to her?"
"Mom, she's my best friend. I can't just not talk to her. Why are you so mad about all this?" Alice sounded defeated and I wanted nothing more than to jump out of my tree and pull her into a hug.
"Alice, that isn't all! These… these dreams you have! They are not normal!"
"Mom, those dreams are-"
"I know you call them visions, but honey, visions aint real,"
"Mine are! Remember when I said daddy was going to get a promotion? Or when the Johnsons moved out? Or even when I knew who the president was going to be?"
"All lucky guesses,"
Alice sighed. "Mom, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. I'm going to my room,"
"Dinner will be ready soon,"
"Not hungry,"
"Okay, sweetie,"
Moments later the upstairs window opened and Alice poked her head out. "Kitty," She said, looking around for me. I silently leapt to the tree in front of her window. She smiled, stepping aside for me to jump in. I raised an eyebrow, but shrugged and lightly jumped through the window, landing without a sound. She waited until I straightened up before she hugged me. She had grown a good bit, so her head rested in the arch of my rib bones. I lightly embraced her back and rubbed her back. "Kitty, I don't want her to make you go,"
"I'm not going anywhere, Ali, I swear. They can't take me from you," We laid down on her bed, my feet dangling heavily over the edge. She rested her head on my shoulder and draped her arm over my abdomen. I protectively wrapped my arms around her and rested my cheek on top of her head.
"Why is she acting like that? Why won't she understand that I need you?" She whispered, drawing circles on my stomach with her pointer finger.
"She just wants the best for you," I whispered back, kissing the top of her head.
"You're what's best for me. I just know it," I felt a single tear hit my shirt and lifted her chin. The tears were forming in her eyes and spilling over. I whipped away those tears and kissed her forehead.
"Please, don't cry, Ali," I traced her jawbone with my thumb and leaned my forehead against hers. She closed her eyes and sighed, a soft smile formed slowly on her lips.
"Kitty, what are you doing to me? I don't just feel safe with you, but I feel… I don't know what this is," She opened her eyes and my brown met her deep ocean blue. Was she saying what I think she was saying?
"Sweetie, you're only fourteen. Don't rush yourself with anything, okay?"
She nodded, closing her eyes. "I like it when you say 'Sweetie' better then when mom says it,"
"That's because I'm cool like that,"
"You know, you haven't aged one bit from the moment I met you all those years ago," She opened her eyes and I knew what was coming next. "May I ask how old you are, exactly?"
I sighed, feeling her hand trace up to rest on my neck. "Older than I care to admit," She pouted at me. She knew I was powerless against it… "I was born in 1096, so that would make me 819,"
"Wow, angels live a long time," Her brow furrowed. "But you don't have wings, Kitty,"
"Well…" I bit my lip. "I'm not really an angel, Alice,"
"Then how have you lived that long?" She tilted her head to the side.
"I'm… this will sound crazy, but I'm a Werecat,"
She was silent for a moment. "That is so cool!"
"You're not freaked out?"
She shook her head. "I've known you for as long as I can remember. Why would I be freaked out?"
"Because I just told you I was a…" She placed a finger on my lips, stopping my words.
"Yeah, and I don't care. Werecats are way cooler then angels, anyway," She shrugged, removing her finger and placing her head on my shoulder again. "That explains why you're always so warm. I was always trying to figure it out,"
"I'm warm?"
"Yeah. You always feel like you have a fever, although now I know it must be a Werecat thing,"
"Huh, well, now I know," I chuckled, but stopped. There were heavy footfalls on the stairs. "Alice, your father is coming,"
"Oh, no," She sat up, allowing me to get up. I snuck over to the window and turned when she placed a hand on my arm. She was looking sad and I kissed her cheek, something I had never before done. She looked shocked, then blushed and smiled.
"I'll be back when he's gone," I whispered.
"Okay,"
I jumped out of the window, landing in the tree and hiding behind a curtain of leaves. I heard the door open and Alice greeted her father. "Alice, what is your mother telling me? About this girl?" He had a strong southern accent, something I rarely heard Alice have.
"She's my best friend,"
"Your mother said you were sitting on her lap under the tree,"
"Yeah. She was telling me about her travels,"
"Travels?"
I smirked. "Yes," Alice replied. "She's been all over the country, and she has some really cool stories,"
Her father grunted. Of the two parents, he was the closest to Alice and they got along far better. "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Yeah, dad, I know,"
"Okay," He paused. "She also mentioned something about dreams,"
"Visions," Alice corrected.
"Alice, she's thinking about sending you to the loony bin if you keep that up," His voice was gentle, but I knew he meant what he said and it caused a white hot anger to burn inside me.
"Dad, you can't be serious,"
"She is, and I can't help but… but agree with her,"
"Dad…"
"Visions aren't real,"
"But mine are,"
"Have you told your friend?"
"Yes. She's seen it happen,"
"Alice, this… its insanity. Don't mention it anymore, you hear?"
"…"
"Alice," His voice was hard.
"Yes, sir,"
"Good," He left and I waited until he was halfway down the stairs before leaping through the window again. Alice had rivers of tears running down her face and I quickly sat next to her, pulling her to me. She cried into my shoulder for a while, all the time I held her in my lap and hummed, hoping it was calming her down.
"Kitty, I don't know what to do," She whispered after a while.
"I know, Ali, I know," I rubbed her back.
"You heard all that?"
I growled. "Yeah, and I don't like it,"
"What do I do?"
I sighed. "Maybe you should keep the visions between you and me, okay? I don't want you to go to that… that place," I rested my chin on top of her head.
"Okay,"
I lay back, bringing Alice with me, and let her fall asleep that way.
APOV
"Mom, I'm not lying. I saw it," I was panicking a little. Dad had started drinking after my 16th birthday and I had a vision that he beat mom. Tonight, actually. I had to warn her.
"One more work, missy, and I will call them," She growled, though I knew Kitty's growl was far more intimidating. By them, she meant the loony bin.
"But…"
"Don't,"
"Mom,"
"No!" She slammed her fist down on the table as she said this. "Your father has never hit me and never will!"
I made to argue and she pointed to my room. I bowed my head and went up to my room. Kitty was waiting and once I closed the door I felt her strong arms wrap around me. "Alice, you told her," She said sadly. I nodded and she sat down, patting her lap. I sat down, resting my head against her collarbone. "It was what you felt was needed," She defended me from my own feeling of hate.
"She's going to call them, Kitty,"
"I won't let them take you," She growled, though I knew it wasn't at me, but at anyone who would take me from her.
"Kitty, you can't get in their way. It would only get you in trouble,"
"But…"
I cut her off. "Kitty, you could just come and visit me, okay?"
"What do we do now?"
"Enjoy the time we have together?" I asked, hopeful that we could do just that. I had realized only yesterday what my feelings were and it hurt me maybe more than her that we would have to be apart.
"Okay, Ali,"
I snuggled into her further and she tightened her grip on me, rocking me back and forth. "You look pretty today, Ali," She whispered, causing me to blush deeply.
"Thank you,"
Before I knew it I had fallen asleep to the sound of Kitty's chest rumbling with a purr.
The next day they came for me. I let them take me to the truck and outside I saw Kitty looking like she wanted to come and get me. I plead with her, told her with my eyes, asking her to stay put. "Don't," I mouthed. She stared at me with wide eyes and as I watched a large man crashed into her. Kitty yelped and that was the last thing I saw before they slammed the door shut on me. "Kitty!" I yelled, running to the window on the door. She was nowhere to be seen and I began to cry. "No,"
BPOV
"A whole year, my dear Bella, and you still fight me?" My capture said, standing above me. I was chained down to a cold table, something I had become use to by now, and he had a knife that dripped with a Vampire's venom. He placed it over my eye and I jerked away. Bad idea. The edge cut a deep wound over my eye, causing the venom to cause blindness before it was forced out of my body. I screamed and pulled against the chains. "You can't get away. Those are made of Adamantium. You can't break them. We've gone over this,"
I tried again, pulling away, but got thrown into what I could only call a vision.
"No! Get off me!" Alice yelled.
"You must be taught how to behave!" A man yelled back, holding her down. I saw him drop his pants.
"NO!" I yelled, feeling white hot anger burning inside of me. I felt a new strength coarse through my veins and I pulled at the chains. They groaned at the new conflict they were faced with. More strength hit me and I heard my shirt rip a little as the chains snapped.
"Impossible! You shouldn't have been able to…" I backhanded him, sending flying.
"That's for keeping me from her!" I growled, busting through the door and running toward the pull. I had to find her. It was a need, a want… I had to get to her.
ONE YEAR LATER
I busted through the door of the building, causing the doctors present and the receptionist to turn toward me in shock. "Can I help you, miss?"
"I need to see Mary Alice Brandon, please,"
"She's under high security right now,"
"Bulls-"
"I'll take her there," An elderly man with graying hair stepped up. Though he was clearly old as dirt (a phrase I learned from Alice a while ago), he had many of the women fawning over him. I wasn't stupid, however, and saw the burning crimson eye color and the pale skin.
"Thank you," I said in a tight voice. He began to lead me down a hallway and it was silent until he said, "You are not human,"
"You're not human, either, red-eye,"
"Yes, you're right. Now, this Mary Alice, what is she to you?"
"Why?"
"She speaks of you often. Or, I believe it to be you. She talks about "Kitty" in her sleep and I had the feeling she wasn't talking about a pet,"
"…" I sighed. "I love her. She's my Imprint,"
"Ah, young love," He chuckled, stopping at a heavy looking door. "She's in here. I hope the best for you both,"
"Thank you," I nodded my head and opened the door, closing it behind me. I turned around and saw a more mature Alice sitting on an old bed. She looked paler, taller (if only a little), and someone had cut off all her hair, but it was Alice. My Alice. She looked up from her book and the book fell from her hands.
"Kitty?" She whispered. I nodded.
"Hey, Ali," I smiled. She jumped up and shocked me by jumping on me and hugging me hard, wrapping her legs around my torso.
"Kitty!" She yelled. I laughed, hugging her back, kissing her neck gently.
"I missed you, Ali," I whispered.
"I missed you, too, Kitty," She muttered, her head buried where my neck met my shoulder. She lifted her head to kiss my lips fiercly. I wasn't complaining. I had wanted to kiss her from the moment I got there, but that wasn't what a proper gentlemen would do…
Okay, cant think anymore…
I pulled away for air, causing both Alice and myself to whimper. I didn't want to stop, but we were both breathing deeply. "I love you, Ali," I whispered in her ear, kissing the spot just below it.
"I love you, too,"
I had my love back once more, I thought, smiling and sighing in relief.
"What do you mean, there's a nomad on the loose?" I yell-whispered. Newmen shook his head and pointed at the door of Alice' room.
"No matter how much you storm about, the simple fact is he may or may not be after Mary. Maybe it's you, I don't know for sure! But, look, I've seen him looking into her window, and I cant remember if it was when both of you were in there or not,"
I ran a hand through my hair. "Fine, but you seem to have a plan. I hear it in your voice and feel it in your intentions,"
"I'll never get over your ability to know that. As I was saying, yes I have a plan. I'll keep an eye out for them, all you have to do is stay with Mary. Keep her safe. Can you do that?"
"Keep her safe? That's what I've been doing for a while now,"
"You left her here for two years," He pointed out. I growled.
"Not because I wanted to. I was trapped by some bastard and then it turns out I wasn't even in this country anymore! If I had it my way, she wouldn't even be here,"
"My point is, she's 19 now. She's been having visions of this kind of thing for a year while you were away,"
My eyes widened. "What happened?"
"I don't know. She screamed a lot and started saying 'Stop! Don't hurt her!' it could mean many different things,"
"I'll keep her safe," I said. "You find the bastard that's doing this,"
"Deal,"
I walked into Alice's room and she looked up from her book. She smiled, scooting away from the head so I could sit behind her like I always do. I did, wrapping my arms around her waist, causing her to relax back into me. She broke the comfortable silence, saying "Kitty, you're tense," She opened her eyes, meeting my brown eyes with her own ocean blue. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, my love. It's fine,"
"You're a liar," She whispered, pouting at me. That, coupled with the puppy dog eyes… I caved.
"There's a nomadic Vampire. I don't know much but that he may be after one of us. But I'll keep you save. Don't you worry about it," I closed my eyes and sighed. Alice kissed my lips gently and uttered the words "I don't worry. Not when you're here,"
"Good,"
Okay, sorry for the delay. This it, by far, the longest chapter… I don't know what else to say but that. I thought I would cut off the memories at this point for now. I'm technically grounded, so this could be the last one for a while. Hope you liked it, and I live on reviews.
Hey, Juliet, I miss ya…