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Nightmare

Bella's POV

"Um, Edward," I had to get this over with. "I have something to...um, ask you..."

"What is it?" He asked.

"Well..." how do I say this? "Here's the thing..." I need to stop stalling...

He sat down on the bed and faced me. "You can tell me anything."

"I- I want to say thanks." I'm a coward.

He smiled. "Oh, is that all?"

"Actually," I continued. "What I really wanted to ask if... If I could stay here." Liar.

"Of course," he smiled again. He stood up and picked me up with one arm, and pulled back the covers with the other. He set me down and covered me up. "Go to sleep, Bella. Um, by the way. My sister hasn't shopped in 3 days, and she was wondering if you wanted to go with her. But be warned, if you go with her, she'll make you try on endless outfits."

I grinned. "I think that I can handle it." He smiled and gave me a little wave.

"Good-night, Bella."

"'Night." And I drifted off to sleep.

Edward's POV

I watched Bella close her eyes and fall asleep. She looked so peaceful. I almost crawled into bed with her, but decided against it. Last time, she wasn't OK. She was scared. I don't have an excuse, and I definitly do not want to scare her.

I walked towards the kitchen. I was extremely tired, but I don't think I could sleep yet. I had too much of Bella on my mind. I don't understand this. I used to be the biggest bachelor in Washington, so why do I care about her so much? These thoughts keep haunting me. I don't know what to do.

Suddenly Claire de Lune played out loud. I flipped open my phone.

"Hello?" I didn't really want to talk right now.

"Edward, what's up? I haven't seen you in forever." It was Emmett.

"Hey, I've been...busy." I didn't want to tell him about Bella.

"Well, you should always make time for us, man." This time it was Jasper who spoke. He was dating my sister, and if he would cross the line I would beat him to a pulp. Even if he was one of my best friends.

"I will," I promised. "Just give me a few days."

"Sure, man. We'll call you back in three days." Emmett again. Always with the ultimatums. I hung up.

What am I going to do about Bella? I am so screwed.

Bella's POV

I woke up. What made me do that? The neon numbers on my clock said 1:36. Oh, Joy.

BANG!!

What was that? Is someone in my kitchen. I looked over to Jacob. He wasn't there. Oh, it must be him in the kitchen.

BAM!!

Ok, that is definitly not Jake. I slowly got out of bed, and tiptoed over to my door. Creaking it open, I peeked out. Nobody was in the hallway, so I made my way towards the kitchen. 'Please be Jake, please be Jake' I thought silently to myself. I took a deep breathe and stepped into the kitchen...

It wasn't Jake. He turned around.

"Hello, Bello." He had a deep voice.

"W-who are you? H-how do you kn-know my n-n-name?" I stuttered.

"I'm your worst nightmare." He replied. He pulled out a gun and began toying with it. "My name is Brandon, not that you'll survive to remember that." He lifted the gun so slowly, that it felt like hours, days, before it was pointed at me. "Bella, you will die, very slowly. And I'm going to leave you here, to let your beloved boyfriend find you. And maybe, you'll understand how pain feels..."

And then, he shot me...

And I screamed...

Author's Note: I actually kind of liked this chapter. Kind of. Anyways, if you review I will give you...another chapter!! Now, what's better than that?!

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