Chapter 11

Bella's POV:

It was dark when I stepped inside the house, which I did not find shocking because Mom told me she and Phil were going out on a date. Even when though they are married, Mom said that they still have to spice up their marriage. I shook my head, trying to make sure my thoughts would not go there tonight.

Tonight, it's just me, Shakespeare, and mint ice cream. I turned around the corner to the living room and froze. My mom and Phil tied up with tapes on their mouths and guns pointed behind their heads.

"Hello, Isabella. Miss me?" Peter's mocking voice asked me.

"Let them go."

"I'm afraid I cannot do that. You see there is a lesson you still need to learn."

Suddenly, a gunshot echoed in the house and felt something wet splattered on me. My body stood frozen, staring at Phil's lifeless body in front of me. Blood spilling from his head onto the floor. His blood was what is on me. My mom's muffled cries drove my eyes away from the body to see another gun against my mom's head.

Before I could do anything, I felt something against my stomach and felt warm wetness in my abdomen. Someone stabbed me. I looked up and my eyes widen, seeing Edward's pale face with those familiar black, coal eyes.

I sat straight up on the couch and ran to the bathroom, releasing my stomach just in time when I lifted the toilet seat up. Something is wrong. Why would I have a nightmare –a memory that already happened, with Edward in it? "Because you know something is different about him and his family." A voice said inside my head.

I took out my toothbrush and toothpaste, taking the scent of vomit out of my mouth. I splashed water at my warm face and watched as the lights flickered dangerously in the bathroom. "Calm down, Bella. Breathe…" I whispered to myself and slowly, the lights stopped flickering.

Someone knocked on the door, causing me to jump. "Bella, is everything alright?" Esme asked.

"Yeah," I said as I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and opened the door to see Esme wearing a robe over her night clothing. "What time is it? Did I wake you?"

Esme chuckled as she walked me back to the living room. "It's six thirty in the morning but it's alright. I usually get up early in the mornings. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just…had a bad dream."

"What would you like to have for breakfast?" She asked me but I tried to tell her that I could make my own food, but Esme insisted that I do nothing because I am the guest of her home. But I guess she also feels guilty about Rosalie's attitude last night.

I stayed, sitting on the couch typing an email to Xander to see if there is anything else, he can give me. Hopefully, more of ex-Special Division agents are nearby so I can get some answers. Instantly, I closed my laptop seeing the rest of the Cullens walk downstairs in their night clothing; however, I felt strange staring at the clothes that Alice and Rosalie were wearing. I'd never felt so…uncomfortable in clothes before especially if I am wearing comfortable clothes, to begin with. There goes my self-esteem.

"Morning," I greeted.

Alice jumped on the couch, sitting beside me with a huge smile on her face. How could this girl be so hyperactive this early in the morning? "So Bella, how do you feel about a little bit of shopping today?"

"Shopping?" I chuckled nervously. "I'm not really a shopping gal."

"We can go to the bookstore after," Edward suggested.

"Please Bella," Alice pouted with sad, puppy eyes. "Edward and Jasper are going with us so you don't get bored with me."

I doubt anyone becomes bored with Alice.

I groaned, "I'm going to regret this later, aren't I?"

"Yes!" Alice jumped, smiling and I noticed that Jasper was also smiling but it looked almost fake but then…there was something else on the lines of his face. I cannot explain it. People say Rosalie and Jasper are twins and I can see it but then, there are moments when I notice that they cannot be siblings. I do not know how but I know that they are not. I just need proof.

"Let's go say in two hours?" Alice suggested.

"Yeah sure," I said and then, Esme put down a plate of pancakes in front of me. "Wow, this looks…delicious. I think you outdid yourself, Mrs. Cullen."

"Please call me Esme." She said.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated with an unknown number and I excused myself from the family as I answered.

"Izzy, you're not going to like what I am going to tell you." Xander's voice greeted. I turned my head to see the Cullens chattering with one another and decided to step outside with a jacket on me. "You want the good news or the bad news?"

I chuckled, "Is there a difference?"

"The bad news is that Peter told a friend or two about that little girl you saved. So they know she is alive."

"And the good news is what?"

"I can send you their identities and you can tell your dad to put their photos up around town," Xander said as I heard typing in the background. "Trust me; I don't think they are going to expect that."

"Do they know that I am alive?"

There was a pause and I took that as not a good sign. "I don't know, Izzy. I wish I knew. But if they do, you know what you have to do."

"When are they coming to Forks?"

"I give it a four days top. Be prepared, okay?"

"I have something else for you to check out. Last night, someone broke into my house and went through my stuff –only my room. A few photos are gone, clothes, and my hairbrush. I'm staying at a…classmate's house and I need to know if it is them or some creeper."

"Sounds like to me that you have a secret admirer that you never told me about."

"Shut it. Call me if you find anything."

I closed my cell phone and screamed in frustration as my hands banged against the railing. No matter what I do, no matter who I kill or save, Special Division, somehow, is always on my trail. I can never get rid of them. After a couple of minutes, standing outside in the freezing cold, I stepped back inside to finish my breakfast and noticed Jasper staring at me with confusion and frustration.

Okay, that is not bizarre or creepy at all.


Jasper's POV

"No, please!" Bella's voice screamed throughout the house. I can sense her fear as she is having her latest nightmare and no matter how hard I try to control her emotions; she somehow goes back to being afraid.

Alice grabbed my cold hands and gave me a tight squeeze with a smile on her petite face. "Everything is going to be okay, Jazz. Trust me." I smiled at her. Never second-guess Alice. "Do you want to go downstairs to be closer to Bella? You can probably control her emotions better."

I hesitated. Like Edward, it is hard for me to be near the human because of that sweet scent running through her veins. But every day, I take it as another obstacle to better control myself. It was a good thing that Rosalie and Emmett took me hunting earlier and I was able to control my thirst. I don't know how Edward can handle being around her. Alice grabbed my hand as we headed downstairs and found Bella on the couch, her body moving side to side trying to escape her nightmare.

Sweat and tears glistened on her face. "Let them go," she whimpered. "No…Phil!"

"Jasper, are you doing it?" Alice asked me.

"I am but…I cannot explain it. It is as if she is trying to fight the calmness." I said, trying to push her emotions out of the way so I can put the fake ones in. But it was useless. "She's going to wake up."

A second later, Alice and I rushed back to the stairs and watched as Bella is woken up with fright. Then, she ran to the bathroom to vomit. "We should take her out today. Bella needs it after everything last night." Alice said as we decided to sit on the stairs.

"I still cannot believe Rosalie went that far last night," I commented.

I felt many emotions coming from Bella when Rosalie started that little argument last night at the table. She was angry, confusion, annoyed, and scared all at once. But what no one in my family noticed was how Bella was controlling herself, like she was clutching her fists when her father was mentioned or how her eyes were closed shut before she answered Rosalie's question.

It was like she was monitoring her emotions as if something depraved will happen if she does not. I have met few humans with anger problems but there was something more…sinister in the way Bella was trying to control herself that differs from other humans.

"Is Bella alright?" Esme asked us as she walked around us.

"I think she needs some food to settle her stomach," Alice suggested.

I watched Bella closely as she exited the bathroom and from the way she is sitting on the coach, she is anxious about something. "How is she?" Edward asked. I did not realize he was behind me.

"I do not know. She has many emotions right now especially since she woke up from a nightmare two minutes ago."

"Well I think her mood needs to be brightening especially since last night," Alice spoke up and jumped up to walk over to the human. "So Bella, how do you feel about a little bit of shopping today?"

"Shopping?" Bella chuckled nervously. "I'm not really a shopping gal."

Then she will not survive the trip with Alice. Poor little human.

"We can go to the bookstore after," Edward suggested.

I looked at him and sensed that he desires to go with the girls on their shopping trip. Why? Alice told me that Edward and Bella had a long conversation that did not end until midnight but whatever they talked about; I can sense that it made Edward driven to know Bella even more.

"Please Bella," Alice pouted with her sad eyes. "Edward and Jasper are going with us so you don't get bored with me."

She groaned but she reluctantly agreed by saying, "I'm going to regret this later, aren't I?"

Alice jumped happily on the couch but Bella's brown eyes then rested on me. She was curious about something –she was noticing my appearance and I am grateful that I am wearing a long sleeve shirt as a pajama shirt. She will not notice my scars. Bella left the living room when her phone started to ring and Rosalie and Emmett decided to grace us with her presence.

"Is she going to spend the night again?" Rosalie asked, angry of course.

Alice closed her eyes for a second. "Charlie has not decided. He wants his daughter to be safe. Why were you so rude to her last night, Rose? She didn't do anything to you."

"She is putting our family at risk because of our dear brother, Edward, for not shutting his mouth up."

Edward glared back at her, "I did not say anything to Bella that is close to our secret, Rosalie. Besides, I am sure Bella does not even want to know since your attitude to her was rude and childish."

"I'm childish?"

"Whoa okay, no more fighting or else Esme will take away the piano from you both," Emmett commented and that was when I decided to put clam aura around the room. Too much tension in the room will not only drive me nuts but our parents as well. "Besides, Rose Bella is just a little human girl. How can she be so bad? I bet she has not hurt a fly."

"She nearly strangled Lauren Mallory," She mentioned.

"Do they know that I am alive?" Bella's voice echoed in my super hearing. I doubt anyone else is listening in to her conservation because they are arguing with each other. But that question she asked is very interesting.

"I don't know, Izzy. I wish I knew. But if they do, you know what you have to do." A man's voice told her. He sounded tired and miserable.

"When are they coming to Forks?"

"I give it a four days top. Be prepared, okay?"

"I have something else for you to check out. Last night, someone broke into my house and went through my room –only my room. A few photos are gone, clothes, and my hairbrush. I have been staying at a…classmate's house and I need to know if it is them or some creeper."

"Sounds like to me that you have a secret admirer that you never told me about."

"Shut it. Call me if you find anything."

Who are them? Who was Bella talking to?

I watched Bella walk back in the room, controlling her anger and began eating the pancakes that Esme made her. There is more to Bella Swan than anyone knows and I intend to find out. I do not want our family to be in danger because of her.


Throughout the early afternoon in Port Angeles, Bella's emotions were still the same: happy and frightened. I know that the frightening part was because of Alice's hyperactive mood. A mood that I have no control over –then again, I could never control her emotions because Alice has always been happy. Unfortunately, Edward was not happy because we were basically bellboys, finding more clothes to bring to the girls in their fitting rooms or just waiting for them outside of the store but girls would try to flirt with us.

"No offense to you guys, but how do you manage to live with her?" Bella asked Edward and me as Alice paid for the latest jewelry for Rosalie.

I smiled. "You get used to it after many years."

Bella's eyes softened as she cocked her head to the side, staring at me. "You really love her, huh?"

"I cannot imagine myself without her," I told her truthfully. "Before I met Alice, I was stuck in this dark abyss and she became my light –my sun."

"Wow. So all of your siblings have each other but who do you have Edward?" Bella asked him.

"Is this your first question?" He asked and I looked at him confused. What is he talking about?

"Nope."

"Then I'm not answering it." He grinned down at her and her emotion went to annoyance very quickly.

"Okay, are you hungry? Do you want to go to the food court or a restaurant?" Alice asked, linking her arm with mine.

"Food court is fine," Bella said. "You already wasted enough money on me today, Alice. I still cannot believe I allowed you to buy clothes."

"But you are my friend now. Isn't that what friends do for each other?" Alice questioned.

Bella shrugged, "So what are you guys hungry for?"

I choked on my laughter at her question especially since I am around a bunch of tempting humans. Bella has a sense of humor that she does not even realize.

"Oh wait! Edward, I need your advice on something…" Alice said, grabbing Edward's arm and dragging him to another store. She left me alone with Bella. Why?

Abruptly, as if a ton of bricks fell on me, Bella's emotions hit me all at once hard. She was shocked and scared. But her fear grew by the second. I realized that Bella stopped walking as her eyes were looking forward. I followed where she was looking and notice a man in his early thirties with blonde hair speaking on the phone, standing ahead of us.

"No, it can't be…" Bella whispered and she turned around to face me, her hair whirling around –her scent –damn it, Alice! "Um, I'll meet you guys at the food court. I have to go to the…little girls' room."

"Wait, Bella!" I yelled as Bella's body went stiff. At that same moment, the man talking on the phone turned his head.

"Shit," Bella said with fear in her eyes. "I'll see you there." She said and began to walk fast to the bathroom but the thing is she already passed it.

The man ran past me but I could hear him say, "She is on the run. I repeat the Swan is on the run."

What is going on?

Just on time, Alice ran over to me. "Where is Bella?"

"She went to the bathroom but she passed it and there is a man –"

"A man with blonde hair and looked all muscular?" she asked me. I nodded my head. "I saw him hurting Bella."

"What do you mean?"

"I saw him hitting Bella and then, her future went dark. I cannot see anything else after that."