"Who are you?" I knew good and well who it was but he wasn't going to know that, at least not yet. I felt Edward tense up beside me.
"Isabella, has your darling Edward not told you of me?" I could hear the smile in his voice. He was enjoying this.
"Aimes, what do you want?" If I thought Edward was tense before, it was nothing compared to how he was now.
"Oh, so then you have heard of me. My darling Isabella, you know what I want, you know what it is that I seek. Tell me Bella, what is it."
"Revenge." I knew at least that much.
"Very good, Bella. That is correct, I want revenge for what your boyfriend did to me. But, I want Carlisle to suffer more. I want him to suffer the way I suffered when he pulled my best friend away from me. But beautiful Bella, he is not only the one I want to suffer. I will soon hurt you the way your kind hurt my clan. My only other friends. You will pay, Bella, you all will! I am at the house in the woods, I am not far behind you. Don't run make it easy and just give, up my dear. Don't make this any harder for any of us." My mouth once again dropped open, and I began to shake as I hung up the phone.
"I, think he missed you, Edward." I think he missed Edward a lot more than he let on. Even if he acted like he missed Edward. I think he missed him even more.
I dropped the phone and began to cry. Not for myself, I was not afraid to die. But I was afraid for Esme, Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, and even, Rosalie. Then I thought about a funeral. I thought about seeing myself laying in a casket, I began to cry harder.
"Bella." Edward, pulled over on the highway and got out of the car. He ran around to the passenger door and flung it open. He jumped inside and shut the car door. I could smell him, his scent was wonderful, his embrace, magnificent.
"Bella, where was he?" He was scared to. I could feel myself trembling as we sat there.
"On your cell phone, at your house. He wants to give up. He wants Carlisle to suffer for what he did. He wants us all to, and he will not stop until we do." I was now drying my tears with my shirt.
"So he didn't have your father?"
"Not that I know of. But if he did I think he would have told me." I felt a little relieved at my own words, at how much sense they made.
"Bella, it's okay, nothing is going to happen to you. I will not let it." I think he was trying to convince himself more than he was me.
"Edward, I am not worried about myself. I am worried for you and your family. How are all of you going to beat him. You said yourself you can not take him."
His eyes were full of compassion. "Bella, honestly I do believe that you have no sense of self preservation whatsoever. Now let's get going again. We have lost way too much time as it is."
At that Edward had crawled across the seat of his car and threw it into drive.
"Bella, take a nap, we might be up a while tonight." He reached towards the back seat and pulled out a pillow and light blanket and handed them to me. I put the pillow under my head and covered myself up. I guess I was more tired then I thought because I was soon asleep.
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Chapter 9
When I woke there was a new smell in the air. It smelled like a car that had just been purchased. I opened my eyes, it was light out. "How long have I been asleep." I began to think this as my eyes fluttered open to reveal a new surrounding.
"Edward! What is this?" I asked this while gazing around the spectacular car.
"I thought you would like it." He chuckled. "It's the Lexus 2006 convertible."
"Convertible?" I asked stunned.
"Yep. Are you hungry yet. Where would you like to eat."
I was so consumed by the new car that I had forgotten how hungry I really was. "How about there." I answered pointing up at a billboard. It was a picture of a restaurant called Zapado's. It had the look of a Italian restaurant and that was what I was in the mood for, Italian.
"Okay." he said.
"Edward, why did you buy a new car? You loved your Volvo. Why did you give it up?" I was confused and didn't understand.
"Bella, do you remember what we did when James was around? Do you remember how we confused the scent by changing our clothes? That is what we are doing. It gives us some extra time while he tries to pick up the scent."
"Oh, okay."
He got off the interstate, and headed down a road I had never heard of before.
"Bella, you really need to call Charlie."
Oh, Charlie, I had forgotten all about him.
CPOV
"Why hasn't she called? Where is she? Is she okay?" I don't understand where she is, and why she hasn't called. I grabbed my cell phone and headed out towards the car.
"I wonder." I said to myself.
I began to drive down towards the road I knew the Cullens lived on. I finally got to the river and drove over the bridge.
"Are they home?" I got to the driveway when I got a call on my cell.
"Hello?" Oh thank god. It was Bella.
"Isabella, where are you." She acted like she was confused.
"Um, dad, I don't know, but its alright. I will tell you when I find a road sign, okay."
"No, Bella, its not okay. You had me worried sick."
"Dad, I'm sorry I didn't call, but I was trying to concentrate. I am talking to you now, so you don't have to worry anymore."
She didn't understand how worried I was. "Bella, where are you headed anyways?"
"Alaska, I have some friends up there. I am going to stay about a week or so alright?"
Alaska, is she serious? "Alaska, Bella. Are you sure?"
"Yeah, dad I'm sure. I'll be back in a week or so."
"Alright, Bells. Call me in the morning, okay."
"Okay."
BPOV
"Charlie said okay, he just wants me to call him tomorrow and check in."
I closed the phone just as we walked thru the doors of Zapata's Italian Grill.
"Good, at least we don't have to worry about him." Edward gave me a tiny smile as the hostess led us to our table. I was relieved to find that a man was our waiter.
Inside my head I was rejoicing to know that I didn't have to put up with an obnoxious waitress constantly staring and flirting with my Edward.
"What can I get you to drink?" He said to me with a big smile.
"Sprite, please." I told him.
I looked over at Edward and his eyes were black. He also had a frown on his face.
"I'll have a sprite, as well." He told the boy.
The waiter left and Edward turned towards me.
"Edward, what's wrong? Why did you act that way to that guy?" I could guess why, but I wanted to hear it from him.
"He is a huge pervert who needs to learn to focus on other things then girls and their butts." He told me looking annoyed.
That was all I needed, I knew the rest. It was not a conversation I wanted to have with my boyfriend so I dropped the subject.
"Now, Edward, let's talk about you changing me."