Here is chapter 10! Thanks to the people who reviewed, but it would be so much better if even more people reviewed. I really enjoy it when people tell me they like my story; you don't have to go into an in-depth analysis of every little thing you like or didn't like, but I would like to know what you, the reader, thinks. It makes the experience all the more meaningful.

Vi

I don't own anything, by the way.

When I woke up in the morning in the backseat of Edward's car, we were almost in Phoenix. Alice, Edward, and Rosalie had changed clothes sometime during the night while I was sleeping. The three of them were all wearing variations on dark clothing that covered most of their bodies, and I wasn't sure where they had gotten the clothes seeing as I was the only one who had brought clothes with them. The three of them had just brought a bag full of books and some type of technological thing I didn't know anything about. Rosalie and Edward kept their appparel simple. They both wore jeans and long sleeve shirts. On the other hand, Alice had gone all out. She wore a long sleeve gray dress with black stiletto boots. She was even wearing a huge, floppy hat and long gloves to top it off.

"Good morning, Bella," Alice chimed. Her happiness at this time in the morning, but I had to remember that she never slept.

"Morning, Alice," I yawned and rubbed my eyes. I felt Edward, my pillow throughout the whole ride, shift beside me.

"Did you have any dreams last night?" She looked at me from the passenger seat.

"I actually did," I explained. "I was with my friend Liz in my old ballet studio. It wasn't really strange; I just remember being scared and Liz being there, but I didn't know why she was there. We were just talking. It really didn't make much sense."

"Why were you at your old ballet studio?"Edward asked. I noticed how beautifully the black of his clothes contrasted with the perfect white skin. It was hard to concentrate on what he was saying when he looked so beautiful.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "Well, I did know in my dream, but I never right out and said it. You see, in my dreams, I'm more like a spectator; I see myself talking, but I can't actually do anything except listen. It's like an out of body experience."

Edward just nodded as we pulled off of the interstate and towards downtown Phoenix.

"After we check into our hotel, we can go get you some new clothes, Bella," Alice told me.

"What about the sun?"I questioned. The sun did make vampires sparkle and I'm sure that the people of Phoenix surely would not ignore three, beautiful sparkling people walking down the streets.

"Miraculously, the weather is supposed to be cloudy, for this week at least," Edward replied. The weather in Phoenix was usually warm and sunny, never cloudy, but it did rain a couple of times a year. Maybe it would rain while we were down here so Edward, Alice, and Rosalie wouldn't be stuck inside the entire time.

I sighed as we pulled up to a small, upscale hotel that was hidden among the buildings downtown. I had never seen it before, but I had never really looked for it. Rosalie swiftly maneuvered the silver Volvo up beside the entrance where a valet was waiting for us. We took the few bags we had out of the car and went to check in.

We ended up getting a suite with two rooms. I was the only one who could sleep, obviously, but we got two rooms just so people wouldn't speculate. Who knew how long we would be staying there. I really didn't savour the idea of living out of a hotel room, but I could live with it.

"Bella, are you ready to go shopping?" Alice asked me after she had unpacked everything I had thrown in my small duffel bag. I was currently relaxing on my bed while she insisted that she unpack for me.

"Shopping? Alice, I already have plenty of clothes," I told her. I had brought all the summery type clothes that I had in my closet. That should be enough, for now at least.

"Come on," She whined. "I'm so bored, Bella, and I think I'm developing cabin fever. I need to get out and walk around somewhere."

"Can't you just walk around the hotel?" I huffed. I was still tired even though I had slept most of the car ride to Phoenix.

"Please, please, please," Alice grabbed my hand and put that adorable puppy dog look on her face.

It was hard to say no to a face like that. "Fine, but only for a little while."

Alice looked as if Christmas had come early. She eagerly grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room and into the living area to tell Rosalie and Edward we were going. I didn't know why she made a show out of telling them; we both knew that they had already heard our whole conversation with their super vampire hearing.

"Be careful," Edward rested his cold hand on the side of my face. Even though his hand was freezing temperature wise, it made my skin feel like it was burning.

Alice and I got in Edward's car and I gave her directions to the nearest mall which was about five minutes away. She gibbered on happily as I stared out the window looking at the city I had left behind over half a year ago.

After my mother's fatal car accident, I had stayed in Phoenix for a couple of months. I had loved this city so much and even though I knew I had my father's place to go to in Forks, I didn't want to leave Phil, my step dad, and all my friends. I especially didn't want to leave ballet, but it was just so hard with my mother's memory being around me all the time. I just couldn't function normally anymore so I did the only thing I could do: I left Phoenix and everything I knew behind.

Looking back on it, it probably wasn't a smart idea. I had completely cut the people I loved and cared about the most out of my life. I had given up the thing that mattered most to me, which was ballet. However stupid my choices seemed to me now, I didn't regret them. They had led me to Edward and to the Cullens.

"Finally," Alice said as she got out of the car and breathed the fresh air in the mall parking lot. Like many people had told me before, Alice was a compulsive shopaholic. Letting Alice loose in a mall was like letting an alcoholic loose in a liquor store.

Three and a half hours later, we were done. We had been to over a dozen stores, and I had tried on so many outfits that I actually lost count. I ended up walking out of the mall with a whole new wardrobe. It was almost embarrassing how many bags Alice and I were carrying. Of course she was carrying the heavier ones, but we were both carrying at least ten bags each. She had also bought clothes for Edward, Rosalie, and herself. Most of the things she had bought them were things that would cover up most of their skin in case the sun was to make an appearance while we were in Phoenix.

"I am never going shopping with you again," I collapsed on the couch once we got back to the hotel room. "I don't think I've ever been this tired."

Edward was attentive as ever and I could tell that he was mad at Alice for keeping me out so long and wearing me out while I was already exhausted from our long trip. Normally, I would tell him not to be mad at her, but now I was just too tired to even say anything. The last thing I remembered was Edward's face as I feel into a deep sleep on the couch.

"Bella!"A woman's voice called out to me in terror. I knew that voice, but I couldn't place it. "Bella!"

I looked around the room for any signs of life. There were none, but I could tell from the pools of blood on the floor that someone had been here earlier and that person had been horribly hurt.

Mirrors lined the walls from floor to ceiling in the huge room. A barre also went around the room. It was my old ballet studio. I hadn't been there in ages, specifically the week after my mother had died when I dropped out of my classes, but the room was still as familiar to me as it always had been. I could have found my way in that place with my eyes closed.

"Bella!" The voice called out again. I could hear the anguish and the pain that was clear in the person's horrible. It pulled at my heart and I knew that this girl was the one who had been hurt. It was her blood that was all over the floor.

I looked around again for any signs of where the girl could be. There was a trail of blood leading closer and closer to the costume closet on the far end of the studio. It was where we always kept our tutus and the props for performances. Clearly, the wounded girl was in there. I could only think of what I would find when I opened the door.

"Bella," The voice called out to me again for the fourth time. It was softer this time and fading away. Whoever she was, she had lost strength. The same pain and anguish were there in her voice, but they were muted behind the exhaustion that was taking hold of her. She had lost so much blood—it was everywhere around the studio, including the mirrors and windows.

I made my way slowly, but surely towards the closet, preparing myself for the bloody sight I was sure to find when I opened the door. The wood doors were heavy and hard to open, but I managed to budge them open with all the might I had in my body. There, on the floor lying in a puddle of her own blood, was my best friend Liz.

It was a horrific sight to see, and it was unlike anything I had ever seen before. She had been beaten almost beyond the point of recognition, but I would have recognized her anywhere thanks to her trademark long, golden blonde hair which was now coated in dried blood. Her leg was at an awkward, sickening angle, and I could hear her wheezing for breathe on the floor. I tried to look away, but I couldn't seem to tear my eyes away.

She struggled to raised her bloody hand and pointed at something behind me before managing to wheeze out one word. "Run."

I felt the hair on the back of my neck raise on end and I slowly turned around and looked into the eyes of a monster.

"Bella, Bella, Bella," I could hear Edward's voice, but I could also hear a familiar voice screaming loudly. I could also hear Rosalie and Alice shuffling around in the room. "Stop screaming, Bella. Stop."

I was the one screaming. The familiar voice was mine. I was laying in my bed in the hotel room; I wasn't sure how I had gotten there since I had fallen asleep on the couch earlier. Edward had probably carried me.

"What happened?" Edward asked after I had a second to think. I had stopped screaming, but I still wasn't over my horrible dream. It was so real. It was like I was actually there.

"You had another dream didn't you?" Alice questioned me. She looked worried for me as did Rosalie and Edward.

I nodded. I was still in some sort of trance from the dream. It felt like any minute that horrible…thing was going to jump out at me again. I could still see the blood on the floor when I closed my eyes, and my skin was still covered in goose bumps.

"What happened in the dream?" Edward pried. He knew how important it was to learn what had happened. If Jasper and Alice were right about me being clairvoyant, then this dream could serve as a tool to help us in the future.

"Can we not talk about this now?" I looked at him pleadingly before checking the clock and seeing that it was three a.m.

"Bella, you just woke up in the middle of the night screaming bloody murder," Rosalie pointed out to me. "I think we need to know what happened."

"No, Rosalie, Bella's right," Edward sighed. "We should just wait for morning. She needs her rest."

Alice nodded and left the room, but Rosalie didn't seem too happy about this arrangement. She shot me a glare before storming out of the room. Edward reluctantly turned to leave the room as well.

I was still terrified. The dream was fresh on my mind and I felt as if any second it would become reality.

"Edward, don't leave," I didn't think I could take being alone.

He turned around as quickly as I said it. He smiled gently and came and sat down on the side of the bed by me.

"What's the matter, Bella?"

"I'm scared," I said quietly. I was almost ashamed of how childish I was acting. I didn't remember ever being that scared since I had watched a scary movie when I was nine and made my mom come sit with me in my room until I feel asleep to keep all the monsters away.

Edward groaned and let his hand stray up and stroke my hair softly. "I don't want you to have to be scared like this. You shouldn't have to worry about visions or vampires or anything else like that."

His voice sounded tight and painful, and it hurt me to listen to him speak like that. He was right, though. I was seventeen years old, and here I was worrying about whether or not I was going to be alive tomorrow or the next day because some demented vampire was out to get me. How many seventeen year olds actually have to worry about stuff like that?

I didn't say anything. I just took his other hand in both of mine. He just stared down at our hands thinking something unknown.

"We never should have gotten involved in your life, Bella. I'm so sorry we have put you through all of this," He removed his hand from mine. I had never seen Edward like this before. He had always been smiling and laughing and romantic when I had been around him. Now, he was brooding and full of unreleased angst.

"Don't say that," My eyes were getting slightly watery. It hurt to hear Edward say that. "Stay here with me. It will make me feel better."

He didn't say anything else, but just lay down in the bed beside me. I moved closer to him, but I didn't touch him. Edward had always been careful with our physical contact and I was afraid if I had moved too close to him, he would have left.

I didn't go to sleep for a long time. I just lay there in the silence with Edward, thinking about what he had told me earlier about how the Cullens should have never gotten involved in my life. He knew I was awake, I could tell, but neither of us said anything. I wasn't sure what time I finally drifted back off to sleep.

The next morning, I filled the Alice, Rosalie, and Edward in on my dream. Rosalie was still a little angry that we hadn't discussed it the night before and Edward was being unusually frigid towards me. Only Alice was acting like her normally self.

"That's horrible, Bella," She comforted me after I had finished telling the dream. "I'm so sorry you had to experience that."

"Do you have any idea why you would go back to your old ballet studio?" Edward asked. He had been acting strange since I had woken up. I was pretty sure he was trying to avoid me after last night, but not trying to seem like he was avoiding me. I knew him too well to fall for that.

"I don't know," I answered honestly. I really couldn't think of a reason to go back. I didn't have any ties there anymore except for Liz. "In the other dream I had, Liz and I were just fine. No one else had been there but us."

Edward seemed to think about this for a minute. He looked to Alice and Rosalie to, I guess, gather what they thought about the subject.

"Where does Liz live?" He asked. I wasn't quite sure where he was going with this.

"She lives a couple of blocks away from the studio," I told him. "Why do you want to know?"

"Alice is going to go check things out around there to make sure that nothing suspicious is going on," He replied. "We don't want anyone to get hurt."

Alice nodded at Edward and I could only guess what she was telling him in her mind as she left the hotel room before I could even say 'go.' This left me alone with Rosalie and Edward, the two people who didn't seem to want to be around me lately.

Although Rosalie had come on this trip with us and she had spoken to me more than she had in the past few weeks, she was still the ice queen, sending glares my way almost every second and no doubt thinking horrible things about me. Alice and Emmett had both told me she would come back around to me eventually, but I was beginning to seriously doubt it. Edward, on the other hand, had been the first to volunteer to take me to Phoenix, but right now his mood swings were starting to give me whiplash. One minute he would be following me all over the small hotel room and the next he would seem to want to be as far away from me as possible. Between the two of them and this sadistic vampire that was after me, I had my hands completely full.

I had barely thought at all about the audition I had missed yesterday, but now that I had time to sit around with no Alice around to keep me company, I was growing increasingly depressed. I had bailed on my Swan Lake audition without even calling to say that I wouldn't be able to go after Madame Holman had gone through the complicated process of getting me an audition. I was practically ruined at the PNBC now. I would never be able to get a good role.

As I sat moping around the hotel room about my lost audition and ballet career, my phone started vibrating frantically. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Liz calling. I was eager to make sure she was all right. So I told I Rosalie I was going outside in the lobby for a minute to talk on the phone. Edward had slipped outside on the balcony for a moment and I really didn't feel like telling him anything.

"Liz, are you okay?" I asked immediately as I picked up the phone.

"Hello, Bella," The voice on the other line did not belong to my friend Liz. I had only heard that voice speak a few words, but I was able to identify it quickly. It was James, the vampire from my dreams and the club.

"James," I replied, putting on a façade of bravado. Inside, I was absolutely terrified. My hand was shaking as I held the phone up to my ear. "Where is Liz?"

"Oh, you're little friend?" He said after a moment of thinking, like he had forgotten about her or something. "She's fine. For now, that is."

"What do you mean 'for now'?" I asked.

"I mean exactly what it sounds like," I could practically hear him smirking on the other end of the phone. "Now, if you will just follow my directions everything will go smoothly."

I swallowed hard. "Fine."

"I would like to finish what we started the last time we meet, Bella," He said as calmly and plainly as the day. It was as if he was talking about going and walking down the street or doing some other daily activity, but this was my life he was talking about.

"Okay," I breathed.

James laughed cruelly at me. "Make sure you don't bring anyone with you, Bella. We wouldn't want sweet Liz here to get hurt, now would we?"

"Where do you want to meet me?" I was taking this as well as I possibly could, but I knew I had to do something. He had Liz and I couldn't let him hurt her.

"How about at your old ballet studio? The one downtown on Fourth Street? At 1:30?" He suggested casually. He had apparently been doing research on me.

"I'll be there," I said meekly, my bravado had already faded away exposing what I was truly feeling.

"Good bye, Bella," His voice rang through the phone.

I hung up the phone quickly and looked at the clock. It was 12:45 right now. I had just enough time to get to the ballet studio with a little bit of time to spare. Maybe that would give me some time to come up with a plan to get myself and Liz out of this mess unharmed, but I had a horrible feeling that wouldn't happen.

I went up to the lobby and asked for a piece of paper on which I wrote down a small note for Edward explaining myself and what I had done. I also told him that I loved him. I figured that I would probably be dead by the time he read, so why not tell him how I felt? I thanked Alice for being so kind to me and I forgave Rosalie for being such a bitch to me the past few months. I left the note with a man at the front desk and instructed him to give it to Edward the next he came down into the lobby, which wouldn't more than likely wouldn't be for a while. I also asked the man at the front desk to call a cab for me and charge it to my room.

As the cab pulled away from the hotel, I had another horrible feeling that I would never see Edward again.

Well, that was chapter 10. I'm thinking there is only going to be two more chapters, but it might be three at the most. I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to do a sequal either, unless anyone really wants me to. I have some idea floating around in my head, but I'm haven't made up my mind yet. If you have any good ideas for a possible sequal, you can either message me or just tell me in a review!