Okay, so let me start out by saying sorry about my two other stories. I have not updated in forever, and I am not sure when I will update them. I'm sorry but my mind is just drawing big blanks when it comes to them, and I have no idea what to do. This story is a continuation to the one-shot that I did- "Quality Time." I promise not to just abandon this story-if I stop writing it, you would definately know. Thanks. Hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I do not.
It was late-maybe 3a.m. or so. I couldn't sleep and Edward wasn't here to soothe me because he was hunting with his family. Maybe I was still keyed up from my day with Jasper. Maybe too much adrenaline was still pumping through my veins for me to sleep. I seriously doubted this though; test driving a few cars doesn't still have you hyper 12 hours after the fact. I rolled over again to face my door. I had been tossing and turning for hours now. Sighing, I decided to get up.
I sat up and stretched, then grabbed my robe and wrapped it tightly around me. It was a cold night. I walked over to my window and pulled the curtains back. Right when a did, a shock of thunder pulsed through the air-the resulting sound was nearly defening. Startled, I fell backwards. I landed with a thump and a quiet moan escaped my lips.
Great, a thunderstorm.
I got up and pulled my curtain back to a close. I walked downstairs quickly-thunderstorms always made me jumpy. I entered the kitchen and gathered a mug and hot chocolate mix. I poured milk into the mug and put it in the microwave. As I watched it circulate, so did my thoughts.
I started thinking about my mom, wondering how she was doing. I thought about Arizona, and how I kind of missed it. But Forks was definately growing on me. The microwave beeped, signaling that my hot chocolate was done. I reached up to pull the microwave door open, but as I did, two hands appeared on my shoulders and tugged me backwards.
I screamed as I was jerked back, but my scream died out immediately as I fell into a cold body. Whoever had me flinched away. I stumbled slightly but regained my footing, and turned around quickly. I thought it was Edward, but I was wrong.
I stared in disbelief at the person standing in front of me. He had an apologetic look on his face, but his eyes were absolutely wild. They weren't wild with thirst or some internal conflict, but rather with fear. I had never, never seen fear reflected in this man's eyes.
"Emmett," I whispered. "What's wrong?"
A million thoughts filled my head, most of them about Edward. Could something have happened to my Edward? If not Edward, did something happen to someone else in the family? Why was Emmett afraid? What was he afraid of? What could harm him, of all people?
"Bella," he said quickly, quietly. "You need to make a decision, and you have to make it fast. We have to leave, Bella. My family has to leave. Come with us?"
"But...why?"
"I can explain later, Bella, but I need to know. Will you come with us?"
"Charlie-it will hurt Charlie so much. It will be the second time I've left him Emmet! I'm such a horrible daughter."
Though I was saying all of this, the whole time I was searching for my coat. I found it. I had a short debate with myself. This was going to hurt Charlie. But then again, Edward was not simply some friend of mine. These people were not simply his family. They were my family. I loved them all; I didn't know what I would do without them. They were the ones that made living in Forks easy for me. If they left, then I would have to anyway.
"Okay," I said quietly. "start explaining."
Having said this, I walked out of the door and ran through the rain to Emmett's jeep. I jumped up into the seat as soon as he unlocked the door. I remembered the last time I had been in this jeep with Edward. That was right before the baseball game.
"You came," a voice said in disbelief. I turned around quickly, startled.
"Jasper," I shrieked. "You scared me."
"You're supposed to be scared of me," he said quietly-so quietly that I wasn't sure he even said it.
"Bella," Emmett said, climbing into the car. "We have to leave, because..." He trailed off.
His pained expression confused me.
"Emmett," I whispered. "You're scaring me. Because what?"
"Rosalie lost control, Bella," Jasper answered for him.
Emmett shot him a look and then took over.
"She lost control, Bella. She...she killed someone. A girl. She was walking through the forest. Rose, she was hunting. You know our minds are not with us then, we are pretadors. You know! We are monsters. The girl crossed paths with Rosalie. But, someone heard, Bella. Someone heard her scream, they saw Rose. They lived in a cabin."
I felt badly for them, I really did. Suddenly a horrible thought crossed my mind. Rosalie already hated me for being human. She seemed to hate most humans anyway. I could almost understand her fury now. She had always said that I had ruined her life because I was human. Now, I could see how a human could ruin her life. They all had to leave because of a human. Because a human got in the way. And because I was human, Rosalie would probably have even more of a problem with me now..."
"Bella," Emmett's voice pulled me from my thoughts. "We're moving. Are you sure you want to come with us. You can, but...it might be tough adjusting."
"I'll come," I said quietly. "Will I be...changed?"
"Edward finally agreed , so yes. That will be happening tonight since you said yes. You never cease to amaze me, Kid. You are so willing to give everything up..."
"I'm not giving anything up," I disagreed. "I'm going to live forever with my family."
Emmett smiled slightly and I heard Jasper mutter something under his breath.
"So," I said, sighing,"where are we going?"
It grew silent. After a few minutes, I decided that some encouragement might be neeeded.
"I can handle it, guys," I assured them.
"London," he said.
"London," I repeated, a slight hint of horror hidden in my voice.
London was so far away!
"Bella, you don't have to go, I mean, I know it's far."
"No, no, no, I'm going."
He nodded and looked at the road. I looked out the window to see trees whipping past quickly. I was okay with this though, thanks to my last outing with Jasper. It's funny how things can change so quickly. Only this morning, or yesterday morning, depending how you are looking at it, I had been laughing and carefree with Jasper. But now, not even 24 hours later, I was on my way to London.
The car came to an abrupt stop, and I noticed that we were at the house. I opened the door, and was about to get out but then something dawned on me.
"Oh, no," I whispered. "Not again." I was frowning.
"What is it," Emmett and Jasper both asked at the same time.
I blushed, embarrassed at my forgetfulness. "I forgot clothes and stuff again."
They laughed, though you could tell it was forced.
"That's okay, Bella," Jasper said. "You've forgotten before, you know."
"Ha-ha," I told him.
He smiled at me mockingly, as I passed him on the way into the house.
I noticed that they had stopped right inside the doorway, so I stopped too.
"Now what," I asked.
"Now," Emmett said. "We pack."
