This is Alice's Point of View for a brief moment. I apologize to Jacob fans, for this…but just keep reading.
It's only been a few days since I left Bella in Forks but I can't stop thinking about the several predicaments we got her into. I want to tell Jasper, Carlisle and Esme about what really is going on but I fear that a war would be the only thing that would erupt between us and the wolves, not to mention the toll it would take on Bella. Oh Bella, nothing will ever be the same for her but Edward will never accept that fact. Her life is completely changed now, for the worse, all because of us.
I sighed and went over to my shelves to dust off the vases that had collected some dust. There was hardly any, but I wanted to do something to take my mind off of my almost sister's pending demise.
Because that is what will ultimately happen sooner or later, hanging out with a pack of young werewolves, Victoria finding her, or anyone or anything else that will happen that would have a reason to want to slaughter her in the coming months…or if she trips and falls on a crack in a sidewalk. I just hope she stays enough time away from Jacob Black so I could at least keep an eye on if she is still breathing or not.
The door clicked open, that was a quick hunt for Rosalie and Emmett, they weren't gone for more than...
Just then I heard our entertainment system crash into our glass living room table downstairs, "No!" someone screamed in agony from below. Edward was back...He must have heard everything I was thinking.
Before I made it out of my room to check the damage he had done, he fled out the front door. I knew exactly where he was going and I don't think I was going to stop him.
Bella's Point of View of the same day.
I awoke Saturday morning unusually early but how could I sleep when I knew what was coming tonight? Knots already started to twist and form in my stomach just thinking about it. "No!" I groaned as I turned over to smash my face into my pillow.
"What is it?" he sat up in alarm I forget how sensitive his sleeping was.
"It's prom day!" I whined some more into my pillow.
I felt his hand massaging the back of my neck then, "It'll be okay, it's just for one night you know, the whole world isn't going to fall a part in one night." I turned over to meet his gaze.
"My stomach feels like it's in my throat, already." I complained.
"Tonight's going to be great, just you wait and see. You know someone has to spike the punch bowl!" He smirked.
I jabbed him weakly in his stomach. He didn't flinch.
He got out of bed and I watched him as he put his shirt back on and open my window. He leaned out and took a deep breath. His ever changing body overwhelmed me sometimes. He walked over to me and knelt down to meet my eyes. "I need to go meet up with the pack now. You know how to make it to Emily's still don't you?" He stroked my hair.
"Yes, we were just there last night." I reminded him.
"I know." He kissed my forehead.
"See you tonight." I whispered.
"Can't wait." He whispered back to me. Then he was gone, using the window of course. Charlie was still in bed but we didn't want to risk a chance of him getting caught fleeing out the front door.