Emily's Nightmare_37
A/N: I know! The long awaited continuation has finally arrived. I just want to apologize for how long it took for me to get over my writer's block and continue this story. So, to all my faithful followers, here you go.
Emily's POV
I was in the kitchen, flipping through a random magazine when I was cornered by my siblings. Carlisle was gone, he'd left to go take Rebecca home and Esme was out with her book club. So I had no one to protect me from my sibling's interigation tactics.
"Alright Emily," Rosaile started, her arms crossed against her chest. "Fess up. We know what happened." I looked at her, trying to figure out if they really did know or if they were trying to psychic me out.
"And what exactly do you think you know?" I asked her, moving the magazine aside and placing my hands in front of me. "I have to know what you're talking about if you're going to be asking me questions about it."
"Don't be a smart-aleck," Rosalie said. "We talked to Matthew today."
"I know," I said, frowning. "Though I don't know why you had to go bully my boyfriend into telling you something that I could have just told you myself." I was still upset with them over that fact, but I couldn't help but internally smile at the use of the word boyfriend.
"Because you aren't telling us anything," Edward said. "All day you've been avoiding us, trying to act happy with your friends when its obvious your not. You've been hiding things from us all week Emily, and it's time for you to tell us what they are."
I glared at him. "You're the mind-reader," I told him. "Aren't you already supposed to know? Besides, what's wrong with me having secrets?" I asked, my voice rising slightly. "I'm allowed to have secrets aren't I? After all, I'm not the only one hiding something. Where'd you go today, after school? Hmm. You share yours and I'll share mine." Of course, I knew it wasn't going to go down like that. My siblings would never spill anything, especially if they thought it was keeping me safe. But don't they ever read those books or watch those movies were hiding something to keep someone safe actually lead to disaster? Didn't Edward lie to Bella years and years ago to keep her safe, to keep Victoria and other vampires from coming after her by lying and keeping his true intentions a secret? And look at what happened there. Bella was becoming an adrenaline addict and Edward became suicidal!
"It's not the same thing!" Edward said furiously; bring a fist down onto the table. He must have been hearing my thoughts, which was why he had gotten so mad. He still hadn't forgiven himself for doing that to Bella.
"Yeah it is!" I told him. "It's basically the same thing." I stood up and moved around him. "So leave me alone!" I stalked out the kitchen and went outside, slamming the door behind me. Part of me knew that they weren't actually the same thing, but I wasn't going to let myself think about it until I was out of Edward's reading zone.
It was dark; the moon was already high in the night sky, the stars gleaming brightly. I'd walked all the way to my tree house and laid down on the platform, looking up at the stars. I tried to see if I knew any constellations, but I couldn't make out anything past the small dipper. "I guess, in a way they are the same thing," I tried to reason with myself. "But Edward did it out of love for Bella. What am I doing it for? Fear? Self-righteousness? Attention?" I argued back. Hopefully none of my family was close by to hear my talk to myself. Or someone from the pack; they'd probably think I'd lost my mind, arguing with myself like this.
I turned onto my side, using my arm as a pillow. I should have gotten of my platform house and gone back home, to apologize to Edward. That was a low-blow I had struck and he was only trying to look out for me. "I guess I can just make something up. Tell them about the Allie thing. Not that it'll cover up the computer issue." I muttered as I forced myself up.
I was about to climb down when I heard the rustling of leaves and branches. I stopped, my eyes going wide. I didn't want to say anything and attract attention to myself, but I knew that if it was someone I didn't know I'd have to be ready to scream my head off. This is why you don't go into the woods alone at night.
I turned one way, then I turned the other, trying to figure out where the rustling was coming from. But I couldn't. I just sounded like it was coming from all around. Then I caught a glimpse of them. Those big, round, red eyes I hadn't seen since the rock-slide incident a couple weeks ago. Then they were gone.
I froze. Not sure if I had really seen them or if the events from the past two days was finally getting on my nerves. Yeah, that was it. Just the stress from yesterday with my computer, and the whole thing with my locker, it was just getting to me. Nothing had happened since though, so I had to believe it was just a practical joke. What I needed to do was sleep. Yeah, sleep off this nightmare. But everyone knows you have to wake up to escape the nightmare.
Christopher's POV
I could have done it tonight. It was perfect. The mistake was alone. The filth's were nowhere in sight. Christopher should have done the job then. My master would have been most pleased to have that taken care of so soon. But not yet. Mistress had given me an idea. It would make my Master so happy. Yes, yes. Christopher will do it later. Go through with plan. Sleep tight little girly. Christopher will be in your dreams tonight.
A/N: Alright, so tell me, like? Or no like? Should I have come out my hibernation or should I go back to my cave and keep thinking on it? hahaha. I hope you like it. See, the Volturi had me prisoner for a couple weeks, trying to get the ending out of me. But I wouldn't say! I told them they just had to keep reading like everyone else.
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