Chapter Six

It smelled like a pumpkin spice latte exploded in the room. It really was a Fall Ball. We arrived at the dance with sparkles in our myself with a huge headache. I wasn't sure if I was going to make it tonight. It started suddenly in the truck on the way here. I'll probably be fine.

I started towards the room and met eyes with Mitch, he was smiley so huge and goofy. This will be okay. Mitch isn't too weird. New Bella can go on dates.

Oh my god, this is a date.

I walked towards him slowly, hesitantly. And we met in the middle of the dance floor. He took my hands in his.

"You look, Beautiful!" He greeted me.

"Thank you, you look pretty dapper, yourself." And he was. He was far more dressed up than the other boys here. Usually guys do the bare minimum at these things. But Mitch was wearing a black Jacket with a golden orange vest, and white button down, with a black and orange striped tie.

The music changed to a slow song. It was Wild Horse by The Sundays. "Of course, right as I arrive a slow song comes on!" I complain.

"You know, I was thinking it was a little early for a slow song - But this will be perfect, because our dancing skills will catch everyone off guard!" He said gleefully. He took my hand and placed it correctly on his shoulder, and before I knew it we were dancing, gracefully (a word I never thought I'd use to describe myself) and everyone was watching us.

My head began to pound, probably a combination of lack of sleep, and allergic reaction to normal teen activity.

I leaned in closer to Mitch, "I need to go sit down…" I trailed off.

His mood immediately changed to concern, "Are you okay? Bella?" I started to feel dizzy.

"Mitchell Cruz!" A voice shouted from afar. It was the principal. He stomped up to us. And waved his finger at Mitch. "You know you were banned from all student functions earlier this year! I'm going to ask you to leave. Now. Or face expulsion."

I looked at Mitch confused, "What did you do?"

"Let's get out of here, you're not looking very well… Sorry, Mr. Principal, I'll be out of your hair in no time." Mitch took me by the waist, helping me walk. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel like this?

We made it out of the Gymnasium quickly and discreetly. "Okay, I have the perfect place for us to go. I'm so sorry, Bella." He said. He set me down on the curb of the sidewalk.

"Sorry? Why?"

"Because you weren't able to enjoy the dance."

I groaned, "Mitch, I only came to this dance for you, and also because I didn't have a single valid excuse not to go." My voice began to eyes began to close…My body was feeling heavy.

"Bella? Bella!" Mitch was calling to me.

"Alright, I'm taking you to the Emergency Room." I felt his arms swoop me up.

"I'm fine…." I think I uttered.

"Yeah, you're doing great, princess." He said sarcastically.

He carried me to his car. I was awake enough notice that it wasn't a Volvo. And that's a breath of fresh air.

"You're….a feisty." I think I said. He chuckled. Setting me down in the passenger seat and wrapping the seat belt around me. He shut the door. And I heard his door open next to me as he scrambled into the driver seat.

"Hang in there, B. We'll get you taken care of." The car started and he zoomed out of the school parking lot.

I fought this so hard, this heavy feeling. My head scrambled like a TV with no signal.

We drove several miles, me panting, covered in sweat. The hospital still miles away.

Mitch reached over once, trying to reposition my head so I was sitting up, "Come on, Bella. You got this."

And I lost control.

Like an out of body experience I watched myself struggle. I saw my body snap back out of its slump. My eyes wild, searching.

"Bella?" I heard Mitch say with concern, he peeked over at me quickly. Noticing how I was now sitting up straight, composing myself. His eyes darted back at the road.

I said nothing. I unbuckled my seatbelt and my hand grabbed the door handle.

"Bella!" he gasped.

The door swung open, and my body jumped out of the car. I watched myself crash and roll. Mitch calling for me. Losing his mind. I watched myself quickly get up from the ground and head straight for the forest that surrounded us. I watched myself run.

I could hear Mitch behind me calling for me. But my body didn't care. My body had somewhere to be.

The sun was setting, and it was getting dark. But my body knew exactly where to go. My body knew these woods like an old friend.

I realized where my body was heading. To Kitch-iti-kapi. The waterfall. Where I first met Mitch.

My consciousness was remembering him. He gave me this dress. He was using my body. But why?

It was just this morning. He chose me.

My body had lost Mitch. I began to slow down a bit. We were getting closer to the waterfall. Finally the waterfall was in view. The air around me froze my body to the core. The wind did not settle, the waves did not silence, my heart did not stop pounding. The only light that shone was the moonlight over my hair. Here I stood, the ground beneath me frosted by the air. The waves in my view were a never ceasing force of nature.

"Bella," I ask myself, "What are you doing here?" Like an outer body experience, I watch myself stand on the edge of a stream. I watched myself starting to get into a canoe. It was carved out of a tree log, the carvings were precise, and intricate.

I watch as I step into the canoe like I've been doing it my whole life. I begin floating through the rapid waves and begin to go closer and closer to the cliff. My body crashes with the canoe through the waves. I watch myself look up to the cliff, it's like I'm waiting for someone up there, so busy looking at the cliff, and not busy enough to see the wave take over my canoe.

I'm being tossed by the waves, and my canoe violently tosses over into the icy, cold rapids. I can here Edward call my name as I lose consciousness.

I'm drowning. I feel my lungs burn through the icy liquid. I try to scream but I can't breathe. My body is seized by the water, there's no fighting.

"Bella!" I can hear Edward calling to me. I can hear him, but I can't see him. "Dammit, Bella!"

My eyes flung open, I choke on the water in my lungs and vomit violently, gasping for breath. I can't see, my eyes are clouded. I close them again and I notice his cold arms around me.

"Oh, Bella." He sighed.

"Bella!" I hear Mitch cry from a distance.

I open my eyes again to see Mitch running towards me. And I look up to see Edward. He was really here. And his face so stern, yet concerned. I close my eyes again and curl up into a ball on his lap. I feel like I'm dying.

AN: Hope you enjoyed this chapter :) Please review and let me know what you think! Tensions will be high with Edward and Mitch next chapter :)