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Chapter 24 - Of Cell Phones, Teenagers, and Nightmares
Song: Even though I didn't add the lyrics, the song is 'Teenagers' by My Chemical Romance - no you do not know where this is going :)
BPOV
Monday
"Now class, today we will be reading…"
I stared off into space. This was boring… This was boring, dull, unexciting, uninteresting, mind-numbing, brain-rotting…what else? Hmm… This is dreary, lackluster, bland, monotonous-
I yelped slightly as something in my pocket shook violently causing everyone to look at me. They soon turned back to their work except for Rose.
"What is it?" she whispered, trying to be subtle.
I clawed through my pocket without answering her. I just needed to find out what the hell that was…
"What the heck?" I whispered, staring at a cell phone. I turned it over in my hands. "This isn't mine…" I jumped slightly when it vibrated again but held back another shriek.
"Let me see," Rose murmured and grabbed the phone from my hands before I could respond. "Ooh, it's one of those new touch screen phones…" She set the phone into my waiting hand.
I stared at the phone with Rose looking over my shoulder to see. Cautiously, I touched the screen. I saw a menu of choices.
"Touch that one," she muttered, pointing to a book icon.
Gently, I tapped the screen. At the top it read "Contacts". My finger tip glided along the scroll button, looking at the different numbers.
Alice -Cell
-Room in Chicago
-Room in London
-Room in Los Angeles
-Room in Italy
-Room in New York
That is a loooonnngggg list that starts with Alice assuming it was Alice, my friend and total shopaholic. How many rooms does she have?
I skipped all the other things that started with "Alice" and soon froze at what I saw next.
Bella -Room in Dorm
I stopped. "Bella -Room in Dorm"?
Behind me Rose whispered exactly what I was thinking, "What the hell? Click it!"
I tapped my name and a number appeared. "Hey! That's…my dorm room phone number…"
Rose quickly tapped the "BACK" button so the contacts list appeared again and we continued under the "Bella"s.
-Boarding School
-Paris
"Okay…this is just weird," I mumbled, heart pounding faster. Was I being…stalked?
"Scroll down more," Rose whispered before pulling back quickly to act innocent for the teacher.
I slid the phone under the desk and glanced to the front of the room.
"Miss Hale and Miss Swan! Is there something that requires you to look at your desk because I happen to be giving the lecture over here," the teacher barked.
Rosalie shook her head. "No, Sir- Miss! I said Miss! There's nothing about your lesson that isn't interesting!"
The teacher shot Rose a glare before going back to her lecture of sorts.
"That was close," Rose murmured into my ear.
"You called the teacher 'sir'. Somehow I doubt that she won't hold a grudge against you."
I could tell she rolled her eyes. "She has a moustache! How can I not accidentally call her 'sir'?"
I stifled some giggles before pulling the phone out again.
Carlisle -Cell
-Office in London
-Room in Chicago
I quickly skimmed over the other "Carlisle"s. Why did that name ring a bell? C'mon…there's got to be a Carlisle that you can think of… For Pete's sake, it's a rare name! …Screw it…
Emmett -Cell
Emmett! This person knew and/or stalked Alice, now Emmett, and me! I wasn't the only one!
Esme -Cell
Another name that I couldn't remember! Ugh. I scrolled down more, getting fed up.
Jasper -Cell
Jasper! My heart stopped beating frantically, soothed to see another familiar name. Who else is going to be on here?
Me -Cell: Business
Who would put their own phone numbers onto their contacts list?
"Why would you have a business cell phone? Seriously, wouldn't that be hard to keep track of?" Rose criticized.
I shrugged but continued.
Me -Cell: Casual
Who the hell owned a casual phone?
Me -Cell: Casual w/Music and Pictures – This Phone
I could tell Rose was grinning widely. "So this is their 'Music and Pictures' phone. We could…you know, 'accidentally' go looking at the pictures."
"Rosalie!" I scolded quietly.
"What? It's not like we're not invading their privacy right now."
I blushed slightly but shrugged. "I guess it wouldn't hurt if we used this for entertainment…"
Lunch
"…and so we were going to go through the info on the phone," I finished explaining to Angela as we sat down at our regular table.
"I don't know, you guys…" She bit into an apple and started to ponder.
"Please?" Rose puffed her lips up and bent her head down.
"Isn't it obvious who's phone it is?" Angela asked, turning to me.
"…No…"
She sighed as if we were helpless without her. "Seriously? Think, Bella. Who was the last person with you?"
"Edward," I stated slowly. Where was she going with- oh. Oh. Oh! "It's Edward's phone! Oh my gosh, why didn't I know that?"
Angela rolled her eyes teasingly. "Finally. I thought you had brain cell loss or something."
"Can I stop pouting now or will you help?" Rose, who had been momentarily forgotten, whined.
I smacked her arm lightly, silently telling her to do the obvious: stop looking like a dog begging for food.
"Ow," she grumbled.
Angela smiled slightly. "Let me see Edward's phone."
I slid the phone across the table creating a small scraping noise.
"Hmm," Angela murmured. "Mr. Edward Cullen appears to have a lot of pictures," she said in a serious voice before erupting in giggles.
"What is it?" Rosalie screeched, snatching the phone. Not a moment had passed before she started giggling just like Angela.
"Let me see that." I grabbed the phone and froze, staring at the picture. "Ummm…" I glanced up at Angela who looked like she was about to fall out of her chair. Who would have a picture of…that…on their own phone? "Any hint as to why there's a picture of Edward tied and gagged with pink cloth?"
Rosalie slammed a fist onto the table. "Alice," she got out before laughing again.
I squinted my eyes at the picture to see the tiny form of Alice behind Edward, nail polish and brush in hand while the other hand was obviously taking the picture.
"I don't think Edward would mind if I deleted this picture."
"Don't!" Rose yelled before adding a calmer "unless you send a copy of it to my phone before you get rid of it."
I stared at the phone guiltily. It was one thing to accidentally have someone's phone; it was another to invade the contents of the phone.
Slowly the screen of the phone seemed to get brighter and more blinding. I turned away, ashamed.
"You guys…I don't think we should do this…"
Rose paused, mid laugh. "Seriously? Really, Bella, that's just stupid. Who wouldn't go through the pictures and phone numbers of Edward Cullen's cell phone?"
"I wouldn't," I mumbled, staring at my lap.
Rose sighed, rolling her eyes. "You know what? Fine! Take the phone! Do what you want with it but don't include me!" she spat, shoving away from the table.
I sat, baffled. Did that really just happen? I…I though Rose was my friend. Why would she do something like this?
"Don't worry," Angela sighed, reassuring smile plaster forcefully across her face, "she's not having a good day."
Now that just flat out confused me. "What?"
Angela glanced around suspiciously, so as to make sure no one was listening. "If I wasn't her roommate, I wouldn't know this so don't think she has some problem with – what's the word I'm looking for?"
"Anger? Drugs?" I supplied, each one denied confirmation.
" Trusting! Yes, trust – yeah, so don't think she has a trust problem… It's just…I don't think I should tell you but it really upset her-"
"You don't have to tell me. It's personal for her so I'll just let her tell me."
Angela gave me a quizzical look as if she wanted to know if I acknowledged what I just said. "Either was, she was up all night crying. I know, it doesn't look like it but that's what happened… She was a bitch to me, too, though. So don't worry. She won't do anything drastic-"
Right at the dining hall doors, Rose turned around, fury and grief visible. She partially stepped into the room, as if she wanted to make a quick escape. "LISTEN UP!" she shouted.
Not a moment later, neither talk nor plate scares could be heard. Just dead silence…
"Now that I have everyone's attention, I'd like inform you that Bella Swan currently has Edward Cullen's phone!"
Oh SHIT!
I glanced at the phone sitting quietly in front of me. Crap. I stuffed it into my pocket while people made shouts and shrieks of enthusiasm. I stood as fast as I possibly could.
Why would Rose do this to me? What could posses her to do such a thing? This could practically be considered a homicide attempt!
A stampede of girls started to surround me me. I quickly tried to rush to the door-
Crack!
-until my ankle gave way and I fell to the ground in a heap. The anxious and greedy stares around me morphed into faces. Wicked, evil faces sneering and grinning and smirking at me until the images blurred and a fog clouded my head, already thick with questions. Sickeningly, the faces refocused until I felt suffocated. As if I couldn't breathe… And slowly – blissfully slow! – my mind succumbed to darkness filled with things beyond my wildest dreams.
EPOV
"EDWARD! WHERE ARE YOU?"
I sighed. When would she leave me alone?
"Yes, Alice?" I asked hesitantly, afraid of what the consequence of replying would be.
The door flew open and, as impended, Alice stormed into the room. "Why haven't you answered your phone calls? I've been trying to get a hold of you! You know I don't know my way around here."
That was true considering that the only buildings she cares to remember to get around are malls.
"I haven't heard anything. It could've died."
Alice narrowed her eyes. "You always charge your phones!"
"Alice, technology is a bother."
She raised her eyebrows, almost horrified. "Fine, then! I won't tell you what's going to happ-"
Ring!
"-…en. Damnit! Damnit, damnit, DAMN IT!"
I blinked, mystified. "What do you mean?"
She smirked, staring at the phone. "I bet you two hundred dollars this phone call is Bella-related and involves us in some way."
"I have no clue what you're talking about but just answer it!"
Sighing, she hit the speakerphone button on the phone. "Hello! This is Alice Cullen speaking!" she chirped as if she hadn't just been a bit put out by me.
"Miss Cullen? I'm calling in regard to an Isabella Swan. I happen to be the principle of her school," the voice prompted.
Alice grinned at me, mouthing 'Two hundred'. "Ahh, yes! Bella! Is she alright?" Her smugness washed quickly into concern.
"Well…she, ah, she might be injured…badly…"
"What?" I almost screamed. "Is she alright? Where is she? What happened? Is it serious?"
"Um…this call is confidential," the head master said in a clipped voice, trying to hide panic. "May I ask who is now speaking?"
"It's just Edward!" Alice answered for me, gripping the phone tighter she continued quieter. "Is she alright?"
A sighed emitted from the phone. "Well, she was attacked-"
"WHAT?" I yelled, ripping the phone out of Alice's hand. "What happened? Is she okay?"
I was going to murder whoever-
A nervous chuckle came. "Well, you see, she was…not exactly attacked…-perhaps that's too violent sounding. She was…mobbed by a good percent of our students."
"Why?" Alice asked, as if it was one of the stupidest things she ever heard which, it was.
"Well, according to another one of our students, she had Edward Cullen's phone in possession."
I practically chocked. "That's why a horde of girls attacked her?" I asked, using the former word to describe this particular event.
"It seems so."
"Can you please tell me where she is?" I sighed. I just wanted to see Bella. "Please, cut the bullshit and tell me."
"Certainly…"
And within three minutes, I was in my car, Alice at my side, speeding – yes, speeding which is pretty fast compared to my normal race car acceleration – to Bella's school.
"You know, this situation is pretty funny," Alice said, smiling.
"How? Bella is probably injured to a great extent because she somehow had my cell phone!"
Alice laughed.
She has the nerve to laugh! To laugh! Can't she see how serious this situation is?!
"How can you just laugh like that? Bella has been injured-"
"God, Edward! Shut up! I was only saying it was funny because an entire school of girls attacked her because she had your phone. How hilarious is that? I mean the part about the screaming fan girls."
"Teenagers scare the living shit out of me."
BPOV
No.
No.
No!
He smiled at me, showing the expanse of his teeth. His hair frayed in the wind and his eyes turned dark. "Isabella, Isabella," he purred, shaking his head. "You know better than to try escaping, my amour."
I slowly crawled backward so as to watch him as I inched away. This wasn't right. Not right. Not right at all…
"Ah, ah, ah. You're not going anywhere, my sweet." He grabbed the cloth that covered my shoulder and pulled me up.
I nervously glanced around me, looking for anything to help me.
"You won't find anything to help you," he whispered darkly.
I swallowed, the muscles in my throat painfully loosening and tightening.
The darkness poured around us thickly, almost like fog.
"Please…please, don't hurt me…"
"Oh I won't," he murmured, inches away from my face. "I'll just be hurting them in the process of my plan and you'll just be hurt as a result."
"W-who?" I whispered.
He lowered his face closer. The only thing I could see now were his dark eyes boring into mine.
"Edward."
I jolted up right into darkness, a pool of beige sheets around me.
"Shh! Shh, Bella, it was only a dream…" He warped his arms around me, conscious of my foot.
I obscured my face in the cloth covering his shoulder. Hot streams fell down from my eyes as I clutched his shirt with all the strength I had.
"It's okay, you're safe now… I won't let anything hurt you…"
I hugged him closer. His tear dampened shirt stuck to my face as I silently cried.
He patted my back soothingly and pressed kisses into my hair tenderly.
"It was so horrible…" I hiccupped, pulling back from his shirt to face him. "I-I was trapped and he hand me and he was talking about a plan and hurting you and he said that-"
A soft finger made its way to my lips. "Shh… It's alright. I'm here and nothing and no one will hurt you."
"But it's you I'm worried about," I whispered in a small voice.
In the small amount of light that made it through the blinds, I could see him smiling softly. He cradled my face in his hand, wiping my tears away with his thumbs. "Nothing's going to happen to me."
"How can you be so sure, Edward?" I whimpered.
"Because," he whispered, pulling me back with him a fraction, so as to conceal us in darkness even though I could somehow see his features.
A wicked smile slowly spread across his perfect lips and the color of his hair washed down to a striking blond. His eyes changed from a tender green to a malicious blue as his features rearranged themselves.
"I'm no Edward."
I screamed, falling back from him until I was sitting straight up in a brightly lit room.
"Just a dream, just a dream, just a dream," I chanted, as if I could make my mind return to its usual saneness. I wiped the cuff of my hospital gown – hospital gown? – against the perspiration along my forehead and face.
I half-consciously took note of the rapid beeping that kept pace with my racing heart.
How could such a dream be so…realistic?
"Bella!"
I jumped slightly, squeezing my eyes shut.
Wait…I think I know that voice…
Oh crap!
Please don't let that be who I think it is…
"OH MY GOSH! Are you, like, okay? I mean, you like totally were surrounded before I could like, save you and stuff."
I groaned softly before opening my eyes. "Hello Ally."
She beamed at the sound of her name, showing a wide span of white teeth. "How are you feeling?"
Why was she still trying to be nice to me? Did she still think I'd let her near Edward?
"I'm…okay, I guess-"
"That's good! Do you still have Edward's phone?"
Ahhh. That's why.
"Umm…no? I don't know."
Lie. It was currently in my bag that was on the ground beside me. I just wasn't going to let her know that…
"Oh…well can I, like, stay here with you?"
I bit my lip hesitantly. What could I say to get her out without hurting her feelings? She was mean but I didn't want to sink down to her level, degrading people.
"Um…well…I'm…pretty tired. I should sleep…"
"I'll be quiet, I swear!"
Damn it.
"Oh, well…um…you don't have to…"
"But I want to!" she cried obediently.
I sighed. "Fine."
She emitted a soft squeal before sitting patiently on a turquoise chair covered in pleather.
I closed my eyes, pretending to try to sleep so she wouldn't get suspicious.
A soft knock on the door surprised me and even more surprising, Ally answered it.
"Shhh! She's like, trying to sleep!" Ally whispered.
"Oh, well she has some visitors. Wake her up, will you dear?"
"Of course!" Ally muttered. A moment later, an astonishingly gentle hand softly shook my shoulder.
I opened my eyes slowly for dramatic effect before rubbing them with the backs of my hands. "Yes?" I fake yawned.
"There's people here to see you!" Ally whispered getting excited which seemed just a tad suspicious.
Wow, an entire sentence without the words like or totally!
"There are?" I glanced at the principle standing at the threshold.
She nodded, eyeing Ally with some fear. "Perhaps it's best if you see them in private…"
I took the hint but still felt a bit left out of the loop for some reason. "Ally…why don't you go…get me a glass of water, please?"
"Certainly!"
I was impressed as she scurried out of the room. That must be a long word for her.
The headmistress smiled gratefully at me before silently leaving after Ally.
Ahhh…quiet.
I paused for a moment to leisurely realize my heart rate finally slowed down.
What within my imagination felt the desire to scare me shitless? What, I ask you.
Unwillingly, I conjured up the image of the man… The fair-haired man with icy cold blue eyes that seemed cold enough to kill. He seemed…deadly.
The though sent a shiver through me.
"Bella?" I heard a soft whisper.
I opened my eyes to see none other than Rosalie herself.
"Rose?"
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