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Here's that second chapter I was referring to... Please let me know how I did, I get so nervous about the scene I write that weren't in the book. - Thanks you awesome reviewers - You rock!
I was trying to capture the urgency of the situation so I was writing it to the "Bullets for my Valentine - The Poison." Album.
Chapter 21 - Faster!
I pulled up in front of the airport, I had hot-wired a BMW, that was parked closer than the Mercedes. As quickly as I could, I stomped on the break and slid to a halt directly outside of the door, I could see Jasper and the others heading towards me. Emmett and Carlisle were trying to inconspicuously restrain Edward as they headed towards me. Edward's face was contorted in agony, I threw open the door. There was a cop approaching the car slowly. I didn't have time for him.
Carlisle let go of Edward and headed towards the other side of the car, Emmett threw Edward in and climbed in beside him. Jasper climbed in the front beside me.
"Go, Alice." Emmett roared.
I stomped on the gas as hard as I could, the car rocked and groaned as it flew from the curb. I cut off four different cars in the process, but I wasn't relenting, I would know when a cop car was close, and I had no time to be hesitant. I had to beat the clock, Bella was in danger. I heard Edward moan gently from the back seat, I spun my head to look at him. His head was in his hands, he was pulling at handfuls of his hair. I could feel my eyes widen. I had never seen my brother so distraught.
I looked over at Jasper, he nodded. I kept my foot on the gas as he arranged himself. His foot shot onto the gas, our movements were quick as we maneuvered around one another, I slid carefully into the passenger seat as he sat in the drivers seat, we had done this before, but never at such excessive speeds.
"What are you doing, Alice?" Carlisle asked.
I turned in my seat until I was facing the back seat. "I have to keep an eye on the situation to make sure nothing changes, she'll get to the studio at ten fifteen, we have to make it there by that time, but I want to make sure she doesn't make another decision and change that, I can't do that and drive."
"What happened, Alice?" Emmett asked. Still holding Edward in place.
"Bella was acting strange, I can't pinpoint what triggered it but I thought she was anxious. When we got to airport she was quiet, but calm, then she asked Jasper to go with her to get food. She hit the bathroom but there was another door there that lead out to the elevators, I saw it as soon as she made the decision. We tried to stop her but she was gone..."
Edward looked up at me, his face was paler that I had ever seen it before, his face was frozen in mixed state of agony and pure rage. I was taken aback, I looked at Carlisle and Emmett.
"Did anything unusual happen?"
"No, she called her mom, and her mom called back but that was it..." I froze, I knew that second that it was from that point that Bella had been acting strange, I looked up at Edward. Our eyes met briefly.
Edward's hands reached out for the headrest on my seat and he pulled it out twisting it in his hands, pure rage was emitting from every ounce of his being. The cushion and metal whined as he twisted it into a balled mess that was beyond recognition of it's former self. Jasper wriggled in the seat next to me.
"I'm going to kill the sonofabitch!" he bellowed, I covered my ears and shrank back in my seat. He looked truly frightening. I had never seen anything like it before, even Emmett looked terrified.
"Do we know where this place is?" Carlisle asked calmly holding Edward still. I had no idea how Carlisle kept himself so composed at times like these, the rest of us were practically falling to pieces. Even Emmett was uncharacteristically quiet.
Jasper produced the piece of paper and waved it in the air. I knew he was already following it. Carlisle nodded thankful and turned his attention to Edward, who was doubled over his hands pulling at his hair.
I looked at the clock on the dash.
9.45am
"Jasper, how close are we?" I asked leaning over to look at the map. He pointed where we were. I nodded, we might just make it, but I was worried about the residential streets, I was sure the local law enforcement wouldn't appreciate the speed were about to encroach upon them.
"What did you see, Alice?" I hardly recognized his voice as he spoke, his voice was venomous.
"No, Edward, I... I don't think you need to hear that right now." I said looking around the car for a little help.
"Alice!"
"It's not good, he... he..."
"Spit. It. Out. Alice." Edward was speaking through his teeth.
I couldn't say the words out loud so I closed my eyes and replayed what I could for him, again I couldn't get to the end, it made me feel odd, I couldn't quite explain it.
Edward's body started vibrating in anger. I sat back from him, I knew that he was getting more, and more enraged. I wasn't helping this at all, but no one else was stepping in to stop it.
I looked at Carlisle, he was restraining Edward. He nodded to calm me, he hated seeing his children so distraught.
9.55am
I closed my eyes and concentrated, I ignored the brutal attack as best I could and looked at the clock again, it was still ten fifteen. I heard Edward howl.
"Edward, I'm sorry, I was just..."
Edward waved his hand to stop me from apologizing, the guilt suddenly enveloped me. I tried to hold the dry, tearless sobs as long as I could. I reached out to Edward, he was rocking as hard as he could, trying to channel his anger. He was saving it for James. I laid my hand gently on his arm. He rested his hand on top of mine and squeezed.
Something suddenly occurred to me. "Emmett, my bag, it's by your feet. There's an envelope inside can you reach it?"
Emmett leaned forward and pulled out the envelope and handed it to me. I tore it open and it was addressed to Edward. I pushed the paper towards him "It's for you, Edward."
Edward picked up the letter and read it slowly, his eyes scanning the paper, getting darker every second. He let out an agonizing roar, he dropped the paper and mashed the palms of his hands to his temples in torment. I picked up the paper and read...
Edward,
I love you. I am so sorry. He has my mom, and I have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very sorry.
Don't be angry with Alice and Jasper. If I get away from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank you from me. Alice especially, please.
And please, please don't come after him. That's what he wants, I think. I can't bear it if anyone has to be hurt because of me, especially you. Please, this is the only thing I can ask you now. For me.
I love you. Forgive me.
Bella
Oh Bella, no, you silly, silly girl, why did you have to do this, why didn't you tell me. I began sobbing once again. Bella, so innocent, so sweet, was giving herself up as a sacrificial lamb, and all she could think about was us, and causing us pain. We had to get to her in time, we had to.
10.05am
"Dammit, Alice!"
I spun in my seat, there were traffic cones scattered across the street blocking our route. Jasper threw the map at me. Edward was screaming profanities in the back.
"Alice," Jasper said as calm as he could muster, "Find an alternative, navigate."
I nodded and held the map in front of me. I guided him through a short detour, it added four minutes to our journey, four minutes we couldn't afford.
10.09am
We hit the main route again, the speed limit was twenty, but Jasper took the corner at fifty, the tail end of the car swung behind us as we straightened out.
"Alice, how much further?" Jasper asked.
"We're on Cactus, fifty-eighth is a couple of blocks up.
"Dammit, we're running out of time."
10.15am
The BMW slid quietly to a halt outside of the studio. Emmett and Edward were out of the door before the car had stopped. A blood curdling scream stopped everyone one of us in our paths. It was Bella, it was Bella's scream. No, no, no, no, no.
Edward took off he was through the door, and I was right behind him. I saw the window Bella had referred to, and sure enough there lay the studio. James was crouched ready to spring, he bolted towards Bella. Her hand shot up weakly, it was purely instinctual. Edward had pounced through the window and headed for a straight collision with James. A guttural roar emitted from Edward as he struck him.