Disclaimer: I don't own the ideas, concepts, characters, settings and even some of the dialogue. Thanks SM.
A/N: Sorry, it's been a while. Exams, studying, that of which I'm going to do once I put this chapter up. I've been typing for a while on it in little bits but just finished it in a big block. Hope it's okay and not too rushed. It seems like ages ago that I was writing about them playing piano together. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy.
"So," I said, getting up from the piano and remembering something that I'd been curious about before. "Who exactly from your family knows about Twilight?" I asked.
He shifted his gaze, "Only Alice and I."
I made an assumption, "Let me guess, she saw it in a vision?"Edward nodded in agreement. "Oh, before I forget. When Carlisle was sort of non-verbally saying something to you before, was that about James, Victoria and Laurent?"
He gave me a look, as if to remind me to stick to present and what I should know rather than what I was assuming from info in my books. "Was it?" I pushed.
He sighed, "A group of rogue vampires are in the area, yes. " He glared at me. "But as for being on name acquainted level, I'll save that for when I actually meet them."
"You mean we," I corrected him.
The glared deepened, hardly. "No, I mean I. You aren't going anywhere near them, especially after what we've read."
I rolled my eyes. "Kill joy." I mumbled under my breath. If he heard it, he ignored it. Then it occurred to me that we were actually in his house and where I wanted to be was…
"Oh! Upstairs." I cried, as I began rushing upstairs. About half way up the staircase I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face. I looked behind me at Edward who was shaking his head in dismay. Ignoring this, I continued running until I reached the top. When I caught sight of the old Cullen cross, I knew that I was heading in the right direction.
I felt a whoosh of air rush past me before I turned the corner. At the end of the hallway was a door, one that led into a bedroom. I glanced to my side and jumped. "Oh my god, don't do that!" I cried, breathing heavily from the shock and the run.
Edward grinned from beside me. "Seeing that look of surprise on your face is so rare, I doubt it will ever get old."
I scowled, before freezing. "Wait," I listened, hearing voices along the corridor, coming from another room.
"What is it?" Edward asked.
I walked past him and began briskly crossing the hall until the speech became louder. Eventually I found the right door and stopped. Shooting Edward a huge grin, I quickly threw open the door and bounded into the bedroom.
Standing in the centre of the room were two people, Emmett and Rosalie. "I thought I heard you." I exclaimed, taking them in. Emmett looked surprised, Rosalie livid.
I walked forward, noticing that Edward had come in behind me. His anxiety was back in full force.
"Wow," I said, looking at Rosalie. "You really are gorgeous. It's too bad that you hate my guts. Oh well." Ignoring Rosalie's expression, I turned to Emmett and smiled. "And you look just like an oversized teddy bear." I laughed. "You're so much more awesome in person."
Emmett raised an eyebrow but was still grinning when he looked to Edward. "Where'd you pick her up?" he asked.
Stepping back at Rosalie's sudden sharp tone, I gave a embarrassed smile. "Sorry, major fan girl moment."
Emmett shot Edward another look, "Don't ask." Edward told him.
"What is she doing here?" Rosalie snapped, cutting in. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, right. I'm in your room, privacy. Err….sorry. I'll just leave now." I stuttered, heading past Edward and out the door. Just as I reached the door, my body walked straight into the doorframe with a smack. "Ouch," I cried as Emmett roared with laughter. Once I reached the corridor, I doubled back and leant around the door frame, "It was nice to meet you." I said before changing my voice to a more excited pitch, "This is so cool!" I squealed quietly.
It was only on our way back up towards Edward's room that I heard Emmett chuckle, "I like her."
Edward laughed from beside me, "It seems that you've made an impression. How's your head?"
"Okay." I said. We had again reached the door. Gesturing after me, I entered before Edward.
My eyes darted around the room, attempting to take everything in. On the wall to the south, spanned an entire length of clear, glass window while the western wall was covered from top to bottom with CDs. It was better stocked than any JB-Hi-Fi or Sanity store I'd ever been to, plus a whole lot better organised. My friend, Tatum, would have been proud of his proper separation of album genres. In the corner sat an expensive and complicated looking stereo system. The room was well padded, a way to achieve good acoustics. To my side, there was the famous leather couch and on various surfaces were piles of books, journals and notes. It was probably how Edward spent his time during the night while the others were…ahem…doing other things – Breaking Dawn; it scarred my view of the Cullen's for life.
"It's so smooth and sophisticated yet," I eyed the books. "Your thoughts seem to be all over the place."
He sighed. "What?" I asked.
"You cannot understand how relieving it feels to have someone outside of what I know, who finally understands. Not needing to keep secrets. I like it. It makes me…happy." He explained honestly.
"I'm happy that you're happy." I replied. I'd always liked hearing his thoughts and feelings. It made me feel like I was more on the inside than that of the outside.
"Don't worry, just because I'm realising that my fictional world is real, doesn't mean I'm going to start getting scared of you all of sudden. No running and screaming in my future, ask Alice." I joked.
He smiled weakly and nodded. "Well, at least I hope not." I amended. "Still, even so, it won't be because of you. You're not scary in the slightest." I told him boldly.
He raised his eyebrows before shooting me a wicked smile, "Not frightening am I?" he chuckled, "You really shouldn't have said that."
Knowing that he was about to pin me down, I attempt to move out of the way but failed. He leapt into the air, lithely and we crashed into the sofa. Damn human reflexes. He held me securely against his chest in a ball. His eyes were bright with humour. "What? No, 'you wouldn't!'" He mimicked my voice.
I looked shocked, "Firstly, was that supposed to be me?" he laughed. "And second, I didn't have to ask because sadly, I already knew that you would."
"No attempts to get away?" he teased.
I frowned, "Yes, only problem is that you're a little bit faster than I am."
"A little?" he scoffed.
I nodded, grinning. "Am I allowed to be free at some point? Or are we going to sit like this forever, not that I mind of course."
"Can we come in?" Alice's soft voice asked from the hall. Edward readjusted us into a more company acceptable position, leaving me sitting on his lap.
"Go ahead." Edward called, still chuckling.
Alice didn't seem to care about the way we were sitting. She bounded gracefully into the room, bouncing around. "Okay," she said, looking at me. "Questions time," Jasper slunk in quietly, looking a little shocked at our seating arrangements.
Edward rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "Alice…" he began.
"This isn't about you Edward, this about Ashley and I." she cut him off. Oh great, what now? "Ashley, would you happen to have any idea why when I try to see more than a day or so into your future I get nothing?" she asked. I could tell just how agitated she was by this.
"Nothing? What do you mean by nothing?" I asked.
She frowned, "All I see is some door, and then nothing. It's black, fuzzy, gone!" she cried.
"Errr…I have no idea. I hope I haven't died or something. That wouldn't be good." I felt Edward's arms tense around me and his body go rigid.
Alice quickly shook her head, "Oh no, nothing like that. I would have seen it."
I gave her an apologetic look, "Well, sorry. I haven't got a clue."
She sighed, "Oh well, I'll find out eventually." She said confidently.
"Hey Ed," Jasper joined in the conversation, "Alice says there's going to be a real storm tonight, and Emmett wants to play ball. Are you game?" Jasper smiled, eagerly.
Edward looked at him regretfully, "Sorry Jazz, I'm going to have to sit this one out." He explained, to my surprise.
"What? Why?" I asked, spinning my head around. He looked down at me as though I were a complete idiot for asking.
"Ashley, I'm putting you anywhere near those other vampires. You know what will happen. What's the point of having prior knowledge of these things if I can use to it keep you safe?"
I was taken aback, "Edward, you yourself said things have changed. You don't know whether things will go the same way they did before. Please, I really want to see you guys play baseball."
Alice, who had some understanding of what we were talking about, was watching the both us earnestly. Jasper, on the other hand, was looking extremely confused.
"You hate watching sports." Edward told me.
I scowled, "Yes, but you'll make regular baseball look interesting."
He raised an eyebrow at this comment. "Have you ever seen a game of normal baseball before?"
I thought for a moment before answering carefully, "Well, not exactly. But it doesn't mean I don't want to watch you all play."
Edward frowned, "I don't care. We're not going."
Time to start the pleading and begging, "Edward, please. Just fifteen minutes." I reasoned.
"No," he said firmly.
"Ten…" I tried again.
"Ashley…"
Last resort, "Okay, five, five short minutes. That's all I want. You can time me! We'll be gone before the others even know that we're there."
Edward groaned, shaking his head. "Why are you making this so difficult?"
I was definitely getting somewhere, "Please, please, please. Five minutes."
He looked at my pleading face and faltered before sighing.
"Come on Edward, if anything is going to happen I'll know it before you do." Alice chimed in.
With a final, uncertain look at me, he gave in. "Alright, five minutes. No more. Then we leave." He said. His tone showed that this was as much as he was willing to give and there would be no more pushing on the matter.
"Yay!" I cried, bouncing up and down. Alice laughed, a soprano sounding voice that sounded like music.
Jasper stepped back toward the door. "Good, now that that's sorted."
"Let's go see if Carlisle will come." Alice bounded up to the door gracefully.
"Like you don't know," Jasper teased as they both swiftly departed. Jasper closed the door inconspicuously behind him.
"Now, why in the world do you want to watch us play baseball?" Edward asked once they'd gone.
I grinned, "It's the American pastime." I joked.
He rolled his eyes. "Before you go, I've got something to show you." He said, remembering something he'd forgotten.
"Oh? What?" I asked, curious.
He grinned, "That's for me to know and you to find out." He told me slyly.
Taking my hand he led me back down the corridor and towards a door up the end. We went past Carlisle's study and the hanging cross until we came to the end.
Edward stood in front of me, smiling. "Close your eyes." I raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, it's a surprise." He told me. I sighed before shutting my eyes and waiting for him to lead me wherever it was he was taking me. I listened as he swung open the door in front of us and took me by my hands. Slowly he pulled me into what I assumed was the centre of the room. Finally, we stopped. He let my hands go and stepped away.
"Open your eyes." He whispered in the silence.
My lids fluttered open and I took in my surroundings. It was a library, a beautiful, enormous and well stocked library. "Oh my god," I breathed, spinning around and looking at every case, and book.
"Do you like it?" Edward asked.
I nodded, as I walked towards him. "It's….wonderful."
"I remembered the day that you told me about your obsession with that scene in Beauty and the Beast. I wanted to do something special for you and well, this seemed like the most appropriate action." He explained. "Besides, it's not something you were expecting."
"Thank you Edward, it's wonderful. You're so lucky to have all this." I said wistfully.
He shook his head, "You can use it whenever you want." He told me.
Staring down into my eyes, he cupped my face in his hands. Slowly he leant in and pressed his lips on mine. Here was the kiss he'd owed me from this morning. Except now, it was ten times better. I pulled myself closer to him, feeling dizzy. His kisses were so gentle and so soft. They expressed his deeper feelings but also showed me that he had to restrain himself in order to keep me safe. Still, safe or not, it was a feeling I wouldn't give up for anything in the world.
Breaking away before he began to think about my scent too much, he took my hand again. "Come," he said. "If we're going to get you home before we have to go out again, we'd better leave now.'
And with that we left the library.
******
The sky had begun to drizzle by the time Edward pulled up at Charlie's place. Although it seemed that he would be staying with me, we both knew who would be waiting in a parked car back at the Swan's. A weathered Ford was sitting parked in the driveway. Edward mumbled something harshly which I ignored. He had no right to complain, it wasn't as though he didn't already know this was coming.
Edward's voice was furious. "This is crossing the line." He said.
"Relax its fine. Charlie's not here. Billy can't really do anything and you know it." I reminded him. "I'll deal with it,"
Loosening him limbs a little, he looked down at me. "I'll be back soon," Before I got out of the car, he swiftly leant in and kissed me on the forehead. Billy did not look happy with this particular action.
I hurried through the now heavier rain until I reached the porch, joining the Blacks.
"Hey Jacob, hi Billy," I greeted them. "I hope you haven't been out here too long. It's pretty miserable." I began unlocking the door. "Charlie's out fishing for the day but you can come in and dry off in you want." I held the door open for them both as Jacob wheeled Billy's chair through into the hallway.
"Oh, here," He handed me the package he was holding.
"Harry Clearwater's homemade fish fry?" I guessed as I took it.
"Yeah, it's Charlie's favourite." He told me.
I nodded, "I better get it in the fridge then."
"He's fishing again?" I nodded. "Down at the usual spot? Maybe I'll run by and see him." He looked at me with a subtle gleam in his eye. Still, it didn't worry me. Billy could do whatever he wanted. It wasn't going to affect me. Charlie wasn't my parent and besides, the last time Billy had broached the whole avoid the Cullen's subject, they'd argued and not spoken for a while.
"I really have no idea. I don't really ask Charlie about his fishing plans. He could be anywhere and in the weather, I wouldn't want to go looking for him." I advised.
Billy looked thoughtful, taking in my expression. "Jake, why don't you go get that new picture of Rebecca out of the car? I'll leave that for Charlie, too."
"Where is it?" Jacob asked, his voice flat.
"I think I saw it in the trunk, you may have to dig for it." Billy suggested as Jacob slouched out into the rain.
We stared at each other in silence before I found myself feeling so awkward I had to break it. "Billy, your concern is well noted. I understand what you're thinking but how I spend my time is none of your business." I tried to keep my tone pleasant in an attempt not to sound rude when I told him to butt out.
He didn't look offended which was good.
"Ashley," he said. "Charlie is one of my best friends."
I nodded, "I understand that and I know that you don't think that spending time with the Cullens is a bad idea but that's my decision to make. I'm well informed." I explained.
"Hmmm…" He said thoughtfully. "Yes, better informed than I expected. But is Charlie as well informed?" he asked slyly.
"Again, my business," I said, sticking to Bella's answer because I really had no idea how to answer that question.
The rain began hitting with a harder force than before as his expression softened. "Yes, you're right." He agreed.
"Thanks for the fish fry through, I really appreciate it." I told him gratefully.
"Just think about what you're doing Ashley," he urged.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Despite how nosy it came across as, I could tell from his eyes that he was merely concerned for my safety and for that, I couldn't be angry with him. Billy Black was a nice man and just looking out for other people.
The door banged loudly as a saturated Jacob came back inside. "There's no picture anywhere in that car." He complained.
I smiled, knowing that there had never been a picture. "I guess I left it at home." Billy said.
"Great," Jacob said, rolling his eyes.
"Tell Charlie we stopped by." Billy told me. I nodded.
"Are we leaving already?" Jacob was surprised.
"Charlie's gonna be out late," Billy explained as he rolled his way out past Jacob
"Oh, well, I guess I'll see you around then, Ashley." Jacob looked really disappointed at this.
"You bet," This appeared to brighten him up ever so slightly.
"Take care," Billy called as they drove away.
Over the time it took Charlie to get home, I changed my clothes and began trying to cook one of Charlie's catches in the fish fry. Normally I really dislike fish but on this occasion I was willing to make an exception. I really couldn't be bothered to make more than one meal or anything complex.
A few minutes in, Jessica called to describe the dance to me. I was happy to hear that Mike had picked her up on time and gushed happily that he had kissed her. I couldn't help but feel a little weirded out about this considering only a few minutes earlier he'd been professing his love for me. Oh well, he was taking my advice and that was good. At least that part of the story was on track.
She attempted to ask me whether I'd heard anything from Edward but I had to leave it there with Charlie having arrived home. With a 'see you in trig' we hung up.
"Hey, Charlie," I said as he came in. "Fish all in the freezer?" I asked.
"Yep." He said, sitting down. "What's the smell?" he asked, sniffing the air.
"Oh, Billy and Jacob dropped by. They brought over some of Harry Clearwater's fish fry. I thought, why not get some use out of it right away?"
He looked pleased at this. "He did? That's my favourite."
"What did you do with yourself today?" he asked as I set down the plates of fish and he tucked in.
"I hung out a little here but most of the day I was over at the Cullens'." I told him. No need to keep secrets, he would be meeting Edward very soon anyway.
"Dr. Cullen's place?" he asked in astonishment.
"Yeah, I told you I was friends with Edward." I reminded him.
"What were you doing there?"
Hmmm…time to break the news. "I have a date with Edward tonight and he wanted me to meet his family." Plain and simple.
"You are going out with Edward Cullen?" he thundered. "You told me that you were just friends."
I backtracked. "At the time that you asked, we were just friends." I leaned back in my chair. "Besides, I thought you liked the Cullens."
"He's too old for you." He reasoned. God, if I had to do this with my own dad at some point, I don't think I could take it twice.
"One year, not a big deal." Ahem, yeah, a year, in human years maybe…
"Which one is Edwin?" He said, pausing.
"It's Edward, and he's the youngest. You know, the one with the reddish brown hair." I described. No need to add a few other descriptive words, Charlie might have an aneurism.
"Oh well, that's….better, I guess. I don't like the look of that big one. I'm sure he's a nice boy and all, but he looks too…mature for you. Is this Edwin your boyfriend?"
"It's Edward and yes, he is." I said directly.
He lowered his fork, twirling it around in his fingers. "When is he coming over?"
"He'll be here in a few minutes."
"Where is he taking you?" he continued.
"Gosh, Spanish inquisition much? I'm watching his family play baseball." For five minutes at least.
"But you hate sports." He, like Edward, remembered.
I rolled my eyes, "They've promised to spice it up for me."
"You must really like this guy." He observed. It was then that I heard the car pull up out front. Normally Edward wasn't so loud so he must have done it on purpose to let me know he'd arrived.
"I'll do the dishes tonight. For a guest, you act more like housekeeper." He commented as I had begun packing them up.
"Nah, you treat me more like family." I said. It was true. He made me feel like a daughter not some estranged guest.
Charlie stalked off to answer the doorbell when it rang and I realised just how wet it was outside. Okay, where is my trusty raincoat?
When I reached the porch, Edward, as I had expected, looked just like a model. "Come on in, Edward." Charlie told him. I was happy he'd at least remembered his name correctly this time.
"Thanks, Chief Swan," Edward replied, all gentlemanly and respectful.
"Go ahead and call me Charlie. Here, I'll take your jacket."
The pleasantries went on as Charlie told Edward to have a seat and Charlie began the questioning. "So I hear you're getting Ashley to watch baseball."
"Yes, sir, that's the plan." Edward wasn't surprised; he'd obviously been eavesdropping before he'd made me aware he was here.
"Well, more power to you, I guess." They both laughed.
I stood up, interrupting and eager to go. "Okay, let's go." I said walking into the hall and pulling on my raincoat and jacket.
"Not too late, Ash." Charlie warned.
"Don't worry, Charlie, I'll have her back early." Edward promised.
"You take care of her, all right?" I was touched that he cared.
"She'll be safe with me, I promise, sir." Nobody could doubt Edward's sincerity at this moment. Every word rang with it.
We walked out front into the rain. I wasn't surprised to seat Emmett's giant Jeep sitting in the drive or to hear Charlie whistle as he caught sight of it.
"Wear your seat belts," he choked out.
Edward opened the car door for me and helped me up into the car. He walked around to the driver's side quickly and then had to help me with my seat belt because there were so many buckles.
He began to drive. "Emmett's got a great Jeep." I commented, looking around.
Edward laughed. "I'll remember to tell him that." He took a deep breath in. "You smell so good in the rain. Reading about it and actually smelling it is very different." He said.
"Uh huh, well…thanks. I think." I stuttered.
We drove quickly until we had reached the half way point in which Edward would have to run us there. I got out myself, wearing a broad smile. "Running time," I exclaimed happily.
Edward grinned, "I'm happy that you're looking forward to it." He held out a hand before lifting me onto his back and fastening me there again. Then he took off.
I laughed, keeping my eyes open this time. This was something the both of us could enjoy together and I loved the idea. I could hear Edward chuckling below me at my enthusiasm.
After what seemed like seconds, we had reached our destination. He lowered me to the ground slowly and then turned around, looking at me. I leant in slightly but was hurt when he moved away quickly.
"Sorry," he apologized. "You took me by surprise. I wasn't ready for the sudden movement." He told me.
"Don't be sorry,"
He shook his head in dismay, "No, I should be. What I'm doing to you, it's wrong. You say you understand but you don't really know just how much danger you're in by being here with me. My very existence puts you at risk and I hate myself for it. I should be stronger."
"You are strong Edward. You say I don't see myself clearly but really it's you who has no idea what they really are. You're not a monster. You're just a person who met some unlikely circumstances and has tried to make the best of them. Whether you know it or not, you've got one of the kindest hearts I've ever known." I told him sincerely.
"I love you," he said. "But I'm sorry, I can't believe that."
I sighed, "We better get going. I only get five minutes once we hit the pitch." I said.
"Yes, ma'am," He laughed, giving a mock salute.
We walked across the field until we reached the rest of his family who were busily setting up for the game.
"Was that you we heard, Edward?" Esme asked.
"You mean the noise that's sounded like a bear choking?" I clarified before Emmett could. "That was him."
Alice had approached us now, staring at the sky. "It's time." She said as a loud crack of thunder sounded over head in the blue-grey clouds.
"Eerie, isn't it?" Emmett said, winking at me.
"Let's go," Alice grabbed Emmett and headed out across the field, both running gracefully.
Before he joined them, Edward spoke to me. "Five minutes starts now. I'm timing." He teased as he ran.
Making the most of it, I called out, "Go team!"
Esme suggested that we go down closer now in order to referee. I agreed and followed her down, watching her elegant movements.
"You really are like their mum aren't you?" I laughed as she scolded Emmett from across the field.
"Well I do think of them as my children in most ways. I never could get over my mothering instincts."
"Yes, Edward told me that you had a baby." Well, not Edward. More herself via the novel.
Looking out across the way, I could see the two teams formed. "All right," Esme called clearly. "Batter up."
After a second delay Alice swung her body stealthily until she flung her limbs and something I couldn't see went hurdling through the air. Her hand flicked and a ball all of a sudden appeared in Jasper's hand.
"Strike," I said.
Jasper threw the ball back to Alice and she caught it. At a grin, she spun her hand out again and the ball went flying. A deafening crack sounded as Emmett hit the ball with the bat. I watched for the ball but missed it. It was just too damn fast.
"I would say home run but Edward's not in sight so he's clearly gone after it." I noted.
Esme nodded. "Emmett hits the hardest, but Edward runs the fastest."
A moment later, Edward appeared out of the trees, the ball clutched firmly in his hand. He was looking very confident. I was happy that they played so fast, it allowed me to see quite a few things before my time was up.
A few minutes later that was planned, Edward spoke briefly to Emmett before running back towards Esme and I. "Time's up." He said, happy to get me away from here but disappointed that he'd have to miss the rest of the game. Still, there was no fighting him on this. We'd had a deal.
"Edward!" Alice called out, all of a sudden. He face was glazed over and fixed in a look of horror. Oh crap. This did not look good.
Edward froze too, seeing whatever Alice was seeing through reading her mind. "We have to leave now," He said all of sudden, gripping my arm and pulling me.
"No!" Alice yelled. "You saw what would happen,"
Edward shouted angrily back at her, "That I can deal with, her getting caught out here in the middle of an open field with them, I can't."
Carlisle came towards us, looking concerned. "Edward, Alice, what is it?"
"Alice had a vision." Edward said shortly.
"I think we all already guess that one," Emmett said sarcastically.
Alice shook her head in worry, "The vampires I spoke about that would be soon arriving in the area, they're here. If Edward leaves with Ashley now, they'll run into them when they get to the Jeep. If they stay here long enough, the others will arrive here and the same problem will emerge." Alice explained.
"I knew this was a bad idea." Edward snapped. "We're leaving now." He ordered.
"Edward, wait." Carlisle told him calmly. "If we meet the others here, it won't be just you and Ashley. We will all be together. That sounds much more reasonable than you taking Ashley into the middle of the forest alone."
Edward disagreed. "Once I'm there, I can get Ashley in the Jeep and we can drive away from here. If we stay and wait, there'll be no way out. We'll be cornered, numbers or not."
Esme jumped in, "How many are there?" she asked.
"Three," Alice answered.
"Three," Emmett scoffed. "Let them come." I watched his muscles flex across his folded arms.
"Hmm…maybe Edward's right." Carlisle mused.
"What?" Alice asked in shock.
He looked at her. "If Edward can get Ashley to the car in time, they can drive away. Here, there is greater distance between an escape if something goes wrong."
Jasper looked confused, "I thought you said they were only curious."
"I thought that they were but from the visions I'm getting now, we don't want them anywhere near Ashley. The last thing we want is for them to start hunting." She explained.
Edward paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair and looking at the ground. "Edward, what do you want to do?" Carlisle asked.
He stopped and looked up. "Alice, can I get to the Jeep?" he asked hardly.
Alice looked annoyed, "They'll find you there, Edward. None of us will be there to help you–" she tried to explain before he cut her off.
When he spoke, each word was like its own sentence there was so much panic and fury in his voice. "Can I get to the Jeep?
*******
Edward ran as fast as he possibly could, me hanging tightly on his back. This run was so very different from the one before. The atmosphere was filled with anxiety, anger and fear. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was only meant to be there for five minutes and everything was going to be fine. Edward and I were going to leave before anything happened. Now, here we were, with him running for my life.
By the time we reached the Jeep, Edward was moving faster than I'd ever seen him before. Everything about him was focused on the sole purpose of getting me out of there. And I wasn't about to complain. James and Victoria were two characters from the Twilight world I was not all so eager to meet.
He threw me into the front seat as carefully and as quickly as he could before rushing to fasten all the buckles. His ears seemed to prick up at sounds that were too low for my human ears to pick up. It was then that I heard a voice from behind him.
One that made my blood run cold.
A/N: I did tell you guys it would be a long one. Sorry, I wanted to freeze it at this exact spot and it took a tad bit longer amount of writing than I expected. Hope its okay. As always, I'm sorry for any grammatical errors. And I'm not sure when I'll get a chance to write my next chapter. Remember to review. :)
Next Time on Living in Meyer: It's time to meet the sadistic vampires who bring this story to it's heightened climax. What will Edward and Ashley do when they're faced with the three people they most want to avoid? And more importantly, what will happen when Ashley finally finds a way back into her own world in her most dire time of need?
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