A/N:

Thanks everyone who reviewed. Okay, so this next chapter we meet Carlisle Cullen. But I must warn you, I haven't read Twilight in like a month and may get some things wrong. Still I hope you enjoy reading this chapter.

~Chapter 9: Phone Call~

Seth was in here, and he was shaking slightly. "So it's your brother's fault you are hurt?" he growled, and I mean growled not the lame human impression of a growl it was a lighter version of a dog growling.

"Seth calm down. She'll be fine." Sam said.

"Yeah I'll be fine." and when I said it to him, he calmed down and sat with me on the couch to wait for jake.

. . .

When we reach a large mansion I've stopped crying completely and follow Seth and jake into the masnion. It was surrounded by woodland, much like my house, only it had a much better garden and was near a river. Inside the main room also the living room was wide spaced with a white couch, carpet and the entire back side of the wall was glass. On a platform was a baby grand piano which had me awestruck. Whoever lived here had a lot of money.

Jacob exited the house through the backdoor while Seth showed me into a bright kitchen where docter supplies were already on a large wooden table. I sat down in a chair and waited patiently for whoever was fixing my hand to come. "Hello Seth." a man's voice says.

I turn and gasp as I see a tall blonde man with smooth pale skin that somehow matched his perfect beauty wonderfully. His eyes were a light caramlly color. "Hi Carlisle. My friend has a bad cut on her hand." Seth said.

"So this is the Rain I've heard about." Carlisle said as he turned to me. "Jacob has been telling Nessie all about his friend's new friend. I overheard some of it"

"My hand hurts." I complained and held out my injured hand.

Carlisle smiled and unwrapped it, he didn't seem as shocked as Seth, Sam, Emiley, and I were when we first saw it. I explained what happened as Carlisle began cleaning the cut, which stung but I didn't flinch or move since his icey cold hands kept my hands feeling a little numb.

"Hm...Doesn't sound like a very nice brother." Carlisle commented.

"Well, Rick's nice if he's not too bored." I said even though I agreed with him and soon before I knew it he had finished fixing my hand.

"Now clean it at least three times a day." he instructed me.

"Okay I will, thanks." I replied and got up.

. . .

Seth comes over the next day, at his usual time. Mom lets him in, he finds my room, I let him in, and he plops down on my blue beanbag chair. I am oddly in the purple so, we end up sitting next to each other which makes me smile but of course I have to be stubborn and ingore the warmth I feel inside when i'm near him and scoot away.

"I brought you your faverite candy bar." Seth says.

I look at him from the corner of my eye in questioning. "And that would be?" I asked, wondering if he even listened when I was talking about candy last night.

"Twix." seth answered triumphently.

"Correct." I said puttung my book down as he tosses me a twix. "So you were listening to me ramble on about candy last night."

"yup."

This confused me, so as I'm taking a bite I talk. "Why? It's not like it's a very interesting subject. I was hungry, usually people ignore me when I'm hungry."

"Well I like hearing your voice." Seth said.

The next bite I take of the candy bar is small and i chew it slowly, thinking of how to respond to that exactly. He likes hearing my voice? That makes no sense. And he says it in such a loving way...No, we can't go out we barely know each other. Sure we've known each other for a week almost two but that's not actually much.

"What?" Seth asked.

"You're weird." I replied.

Seth began laughing. "Of course."

I didn't reply to that, I hated being laughed at and sometimes if you laugh at me enough I get angry and I'm supposed to 'Control' my anger because I can't. But I could never get mad at Seth his laughing makes me wanna laugh, but I don't. My head hurts and so does my hand so laughing isn't what I'm up to at the moment.

"Whats wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing." I said frowning. "And what is up with you asking a question every other sentence?"

"Answer me and I'll answer you." he told me.

"My head really hurts and so does my hand." I said.

He scooted over to me and gave me a hug. "Awee they'll get better, just take medicine and I'll bring you sweets to calm you."

. . .

I end up getting up at two in the morning when I hear an outraged wolf howl in the distance, which draws me to the window. Outside it was rainy and pitch black I couldn't see two inches in front of my face I couldn't even see the nearby woodland. I sighed and was about to go back to bed and turn off my light when I heard rustleing in nearby bushes so I'm looking out the window again.

"Hello?" I said as if anyone was out there.

No reply. I opened the window which sent an angled rain shower to come into my room; I didn't care and stuck my head out the window. Again nobody was in sight, but I could feel eyes on me so I stared out into the forest.

"I know whatever or whoever you are, you're out there." I called.

Again, no reply so I closed the window, turned off my lamp and fell back asleep.

It was only an hour later that I woke up, only I didn't wake up merely because of routine. No I think I was tired enough to sleep until at least four but my phone was ringing. I picked it up and answered it without reading the caller ID.

"Hello?" I said.

No answer for a minute. "Headaches, they're getting worse aren't they Ms. Duel." a semi-deep voice said, it sounded cold but still friendly.

"Wh-Who is this?" I asked.

The person on the other end waited a minute to reply again. "I will speak my name whenever we meet." the caller replied.

"Meet? Look buddy I don't go meet anybody unless I at least know their name." I told him angrily.

"Again I will not speak my name, but I will speak my purpose and where to meet me." he replied chillily. "I can stop your headaches, meet me deep in the forest in three days. I'll be waiting ms. Duel."

Click

I put my phone down, eyes wide but mouth shut. Who just called me? I never gave my number to anyone, not a single soul. And how did he know my last name? I got up and got everything I needed for my morning routine. Only it took me half an hour longer since I was distracted half the time. So whenever I finally was ready I exited the bathroom and went back into my room.

It wasn't until I sat down in the purple bean bag chair that i realized I'd grabbed a sleevless blue dress. I groaned in annoyance but because of my laziness and tiredness I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

A/N:

How was it? If I messed up on anything, please let me know so I can fix them. Well thanks for reding and I hope you stick around for the next chapter.