Ok- So we know what Edward was thinking, we know what Bella was thinking, and we know what the reast of the Cullens were thinking.
But what was Tyler thinking?
He he was the one acctually in the car after all. This is a drabble that will oneday be a fully-fleged fic, but this is the first onr fourth or so. The rest wasn't comeing easily, and I thought I'd put this up as a drabble/teaser/tidbit/prequel uhh... thing. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: They h'aint mine peeps. See Mrs. Meyer for that!
It started out as an innocent no-big-deal skid. I hit some ice turning too fast, not exactly tragedy material. I let off the gas and covered the brake with my left foot, exactly how I was told, and began to turn in the direction I was going before that senior girl- I still can't remember her name- took my parking spot. I would have been fine, I might've hit the curb, but the lane I was heading towards was mostly empty, I was pretty sure I could void hitting a car.
Two seconds later, I realized how wrong I was.
Isabella Swan was leaning over at end of her truck, apparently looking at her back left tire, and I was absolutely sure I was going to hit her. I hit the brakes harder, and they squealed at the abuse, but I wasn't slowing down fast enough. I saw Bella look up in confusion, not fear; I realized that she didn't know what was happening yet. I remember my stomach clenching in terror- I was going to kill her. My van was maybe two feet from the back end of her truck when she disappeared.
I hadn't hit her yet- I was still moving. She didn't jump; I know that for a fact. She disappeared. As in, one second there, the next second, gone. No Bella, and no way it was physically possible.
It wasn't possible. But it happened. How?
I didn't get the chance to think about the impossibility of what I had just seen; I had a half-second of relief that I wasn't going to kill the hot new girl, then a spasm of fear when I realized that didn't mean the hot new girl's car wouldn't kill me, And then my chest connected with the airbag, and the world exploded around me.
A/N: Ok, so waddya think? Its rough, and its unfinished, but I like it!!