I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA.

Persy's P.O.V.

The next day I drive over to Bella's house, finding my way from the directions that Jacob gave me. I'm not really looking forward to this, the fact that I have to hang out with vampire girl for the next three days. How can she handle being around them? Isn't she worried that they won't be able to resist her blood? But can I really talk? I mean, I hang out with giant dogs all day. But in all honesty, the people I hang out with don't drink blood. I park my 2004 silver Honda Accord, which I have to pay one hundred-fifty dollars a month for, next to a messed up looking orange truck, a police cruiser, and a silver Volvo. I turn my car off and take a deep breath. It'll be over before you know it, Persy. I get out of my car, shut the door and lock it. I then smooth out my outfit. I'm wearing cotton candy pink skinny jeans, a white sweater, and black converse. I flat ironed my hair and put it into a high ponytail. For makeup, I put on mascara, winged eyeliner, and my lips are a deep maroon red. I then walk up to the front door; but before I can knock on the door, it opens, revealing Edward Cullen in all his undead glory.

"Thanks for doing this, Persy," he says as he lets me inside. I look around myself at the house. It's a simple two story house with white walls filled with school photos of Bella and some of Chief Swan holding up a nice sized Bass still attached to a fishing line; he's standing next to Billy, who is surprisingly not in a wheelchair. They both look younger and I can make out a young Native American woman. She's absolutely beautiful with wavy black hair, wide dark eyes and an extended stomach. Is she pregnant? Then the light bulb goes off in my head and I know who she is. She must be Billy's late wife, Sarah. And she must be pregnant with Jacob's older twin sisters, Rachel and Rebecca. I know that Jake really misses his mother, whenever he talks about her, he gets really sad.

"Bella's in the living room with Charlie." I nod and make my way to the living room where I find Bella and Chief Swan (10/29/54) watching a ball game. Well, Chief Swan is watching the game, Bella is reading a book. When I walk in, they both look up.

"Hey Persy," Bella greets me as she puts her book down.

"Hey Bella. Hey Chief Swan."

"Please, call me Charlie," Charlie says. Okay, we're getting only friendly terms now; that should be a good sign, right? I sit down in an armchair and look around, not sure on what to do. It goes on like that for a few minutes, me sitting there feeling like a useless potato, trying to figure out what it is I'm supposed to be doing. Finally, I get tired of just sitting there, feeling like my heart is going to palpitate from being next to a vampire, and I look at Bella.

"So…" I start, and all three of them look at me. "What do you have planned for today?" Bella's face lights up with remembrance.

"I almost forgot," she says as she stands up. "I have to go to the store in order to go food shopping. Then I have to get some other things around town." I nod.

"And you'll-" Edward starts, but I cut him off with an eye roll.

"I know, I know; I'll go with her," I say. When the two of us get outside, Bella starts heading towards her truck, but I pull her back by her shirt sleeve. "Where do you think you're going?" She frowns in frustration and anger. I can kind of understand where she's coming from. If I had people telling me what to do, and talking to me the way I just talked to her, I would seriously cut a bitch. But she has no right to complain considering I'm basically being forced to hang out with her when I could be hanging out with my boyfriend.

"I'm getting into my car," she says, uncertain. I smile and look at her truck. It's a complete death trap and I only trust it as far as I could throw it. It looks like it will break down in the middle of the street.

"Listen, if I have to hang out with you so that I can see how you die, then I want to take my car." She rolls her eyes but otherwise doesn't complain and goes over to the passenger side of my car. I unlock the doors and, before we get in, we both watch as Edward gets in his car and drives away. Then we're off. We first go to Bella's job so she can pick up her last check, then we go to the book store where she gets a few books. Lastly, we go to the grocery store where Bella shops for food and toiletries for her and Charlie. When we're in there, I strike up a short conversation with her.

"So, why do you love Edward?" I ask her. My mom would scold me for asking such a question, but she's not here. Bella looks at me for a minute with a blank face, then she speaks.

"Because he's kind, and strong, and protective." She picks out a package of boneless chicken breasts and puts it into the cart. We then move on to the steak.

"I just don't understand, how can a human and a vampire be together? How does he resist you blood?"

"It's hard for him, especially since my blood smells better to him than any other human's. But he resists. One time, he left me." I raise my eyebrows. "He thought that I would be more safe if he wasn't in my life. He left me and for about six months or so, we were apart. To make a long story short, he came back to me, and he said that the thought of losing me is enough to help him resist my blood." It's quiet for a moment. "Do you love Seth?" I look at her in surprise. I wasn't expecting that question. Do I love Seth?

"I don't know," I say truthfully. "It's too soon to tell. I mean, we've only been on one date."

"I knew that I was in love with Edward before we even went on an official first date." She smiles a little. "It was a little like love at first sight." I bite my lip.

"I don't believe in love at first sight."

"Why not?" I shrug.

"I just don't think that you can look at someone for the first time and be like "I'm in love with you", you know?"

"Well, you're wrong." I frown. Who the hell does she think she is?

"What?"

"You may not understand, yet," she says. "But love at first sight does exist. Especially where you're concerned." I stop walking as I watch her go to the next aisle. What is she talking about?

When I pull into the driveway of Emily and Sam's house- okay, Persy, you should really consider it as your house, too, from now on. I mean, you do live there- there is no cars in the driveway. Sam and Emily must be visiting her brother and nieces. That means that I'll have to fend for myself when it comes to dinner tonight. I park my car and turn it off. I then get out of the car and the second I close the door behind me, I feel it. Something is off about that house. I can't see it. I can't hear it. I can't physically feel it. I can't smell it. I just know. Now I don't want to be the dumb chick in some horror movie, but I know that if I call Seth or any of the other pack members, they'll just overreact about the whole thing. So I decide to just go in. I can practically hear the thoughts of everyone who will read my obituary. What a dumb bitch, they will probably say, didn't she ever watch horror movies? I open the front door and walk in, looking around, trying to figure out what is different about this place from when I left. I put my purse and keys down and walk to the living room. Then I stop in my tracks as I see who's sitting on the couch. I take in his six-foot-one frame, with high cheekbones, and familiar dark brown hair. And even though it's been over a year since I last saw him, even though he has blood red eyes, I still recognize him as if I just saw him yesterday. My heart is pounding in my chest as I try and comprehend what is happening. I don't understand. He's supposed to be dead. Then he speaks.

"Hello, Persy," he says. It takes me a while before I'm able to speak, and even then I'm not sure if it's audible.

"Derick."

A/N: What did you guys think? I know, cliffhanger. I'm an awful person. But I really wanted to leave you guys in suspense. And may I just say that I just got the idea for this twist, like half an hour ago. Please review!

~Gina