Hey everyone! Here is my next chapter! This chapter is dedicated to Jo Schmoe! i really hope that you get the chance to read this before you leave!! Please keep in mind that this is 100 some years since Bella was a human. PS: BloomingNights and BloodAngel23…read again…I added! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any twilight characters…only Damien and Tristan!
Regular POV
Bella and Damien walked out of the airport in Seattle.
Damien took a deep breath of the humid air.
He had been fighting for control whole 31 hours on the plane.
There were times when his hate for Bella overshadowed his hidden love.
The stupid girl was not a natural vampire.
She showed no discomfort around humans at any time, where as he had to use all of his control to resist from draining one of them.
They walked through the packed parking lot, heading towards the rental cars.
Damien reached into the pocket of his dark washed jeans and pulled out the keys to a blue and silver Audi Le Mans Quattro.
They threw their bags into the back of the car.
Damien got into the driver's seat and tried to tune out the uneasy feelings
that quelled inside from the silence that had residence over them since they boarded the plane in Italy.
Bella ignored Damien as they pulled out of the gated area and onto the highway.
The speedometer reached 120 MPH within the minute.
In five minutes they had made it to a car dealership in Port Angeles.
Two hours later Damien exited the parking lot in a silver Chevy pickup.
Bella followed in a midnight blue Aston Martin V12 Vanquish.
Bella studied the scenery as it grew greener and murkier as she neared Forks.
They both pulled up into the driveway of their new home
. It was a small house on the edge of town.
They climbed out of their car and approached the dilapidated porch.
They opened the front door and revealed a neglected living room,
with a ratty torn-up couch and an antique television set.
Bella walked up the creaky steps and opened the first door.
She had discovered and an old bathroom.
The toilet was cracked from age and the shower curtain was covered in dirt and cobwebs.
She closed the door and walked down the hallway to the right.
She opened the next door and walked into the bedroom.
Bella walked over to the side of the bed and sat on the edge, sending a cloud of dust into the air.
She reached over to the nightstand and opened to top drawer.
A small gasp escaped her lips as she reached carefully into the drawer.
Bella pulled out at least ten medals.
She recognized the emblem as that of the National Police Association.
(A/N: I have no clue if that exists or not)
They had been thrown in the drawer as if they had no more value than a crumpled piece of paper.
She turned on over and wiped away the dust on the back so she could read what was engraved there.
Presented to Charles Swan
In reward for his bravery
Why would someone take something that they should be honored to have received, and treat them so recklessly?
She laid each one back carefully.
She slowly shut the drawer and walked out of the room following her previous footprints in the dust.
She backtracked to the last room.
She walked through the doorway and studied it.
She couldn't help but notice that the room felt familiar.
The yellow curtains were covered and dust and the corners of the light blue walls had cobwebs hanging from them.
There was a old rocking chair in one of the coners that looked like it could fall apart if any weight was put on it.
The bed was next to the desk that you could tell hadn't been moved in ages by the ring of dust that had settled on the wooded floor.
Sunlight streamed in through the grimy window.
She was about to turn and leave when her eye was caught by something under the bed, sparkling in the sunlight.
Bella carefully reached forward and lifted the dust ruffle when she realized what it was.
Her hands started to shake as she reached out for it…
Cliffy! REVIEW! Tell me what you think will happen please! A special thanx to my beta BloomingNights who put up with my rushed author madness! Also thanx to BloodAngel23 for the advice today! REVIEW!!