Confrontation
The door was moved out of the way so that Alice could enter, quietly she walked around the side of the bed and threw me off it in one swift movement of her hands. However, after 388 years of saving myself from unprovoked attacks, I landed on my feet. Another thing that helped was the fact that I had seen how she had attacked before in Edward and Jasper's memories.
"Have a nice shopping trip?" she asked in a sickly sweet voice. I narrowed my vision to see the knife Alice held in her hand, shielded by her spindly fingers.
"Yes, I did" I stood up straight and smiled. "Can I ask why you're holding a knife?"
"Sure!" she replied. "I'm going to cut your hair" she winked, my face face turned to horror then jumped out of the window. No way am I getting an amateur hair-cut, especially not by an angry hairdresser. As I landed on the forest floor I took off in the direction of Forks, she wouldn't be able to do anything in the humans' plain sight. I passed by a tree that held many twisted and well structured branches, they swooped upwards in all directions. I stopped to admire it for a moment, I then noticed a small note on a spike at the end of one of the branches. I climbed the tree to read it.
Dearest Bella,
You should know not to climb trees in a storm by now, what if you get struck by lightning?
My brow furrowed while I read it again and again in confusion, thirty minutes later I felt rain drop down onto my back and hair, seemingly unscathed. I looked up, the sky was completely black. I jumped out of the tree into another, I flew from one branch to a new one, each coated in the scent of squirrels but also a strange species of bird. I thought nothing of it, the Cullen home wasn't far. By the time the sun had set, I was no closer to safety and found myself out on this stony shore named First Beach. I stomped my foot in aggravation, how could my sense of direction failed so appaulingly? I went to sit on a driftwood tree and looked out on the ocean, I don't know how long I stayed there but a phone began vibrating in my jeans pocket. What? I was infuriated that someone had placed a something in my pocket without me even feeling it, or even knowing it. I flipped it open and pressed the 'receive call' button.
"Bella?" asked a frightened Edward. Who else?
"Yes?" I replied.
"Where are you? You've been gone for hours!" the questions flowed through the line at a pace I could barely understand.
"Hey, shut-up! I'm fine, and I'm at a place called First Beach" my tone was calming, hopefully he would ease up.
"It's amazing you haven't been killed yet" his voice was dark and grim.
"Not really, don't forget my, big, big, powerful shield from danger" I kicked up my feet onto the wood, to lay down. Edward sighed.
"Well, why did you go there?" ashamed of my own stupidity, I lied.
"To think" I whispered, thinking back to hat he'd just said. It's amazing you haven't been killed yet. What?! "Wait there, rewind! 'amazing I haven't been killed yet'?" my tone was urgent, the tone I used when I really wanted someone to tell me something.
"The wolves" was his answer.
"Wolves?" I asked, uncomprehending.
"Werewolves, that is the name they are given in myths" Edward explained. I smiled.
"I've come across them before, silly, selfish creatures" my description fit them well. They don't care for anyone else unless it involves vampires or whom they have imprited on. Plus, their strategies are extremely predictable. At that point I heard a fir falling behind me, I wasn't worried though, I sat idly on the driftwood staring at it as it fell then as it stopped in mid-air. I didn't flinch, however I knew that if I stayed where I was for too long the shield would wear me out and break.
"What was that Bella?" Edward inquiered, worried.
"Nothing, but I've got to go now, the battery on the phone is low and I want to go home" I stated, throwing in the phone story to see how he reacted.
"That had-" he stopped himelf before he could say anything that would incriminate him.
"That had?" I pressed, smiling widely and smug that i had caught him out.
"That had better be soon, I want you home" I raised one eyebrow. He's keen. How sad, but I like him. I chuckled and shut the phone, ending the call. Heading off in what I guessed was the direction of home, I smelt that disgusting stench that I knew all too well. Yet again, I wasn't worried, nothing could harm me while I was this strong. As if to prove a point, in the distance I heard the tree crackle and fall as it should have, were I not there. I smiled once more.
A/N: Those of wondering what was up with Rose last chapter; she was thinking about Emmett. ;) Please review! It makes me happy when hear that people actually like what I write.