Bella POV
Edward snarled. Carlisle raised his voice, sounding reluctant. "Edward, bring Bella and Charlotte down."
I hesitantly walked down the stairs, Charlotte following me. Her angelic voice was grumbling something about 'stupid never-sleeping vampires' but I wasn't paying much attention.
The Cullens' living-room was filled with cloaked figures. Their faces were hidden by the darkness of their hoods, but I caught flashes of pale skin and blood-red eyes.
Edward growled at the thoughts of some of the strange vampires, but I didn't care what they thought of a divinely beautiful winged figure. I was more interested in what they were going to say.
"Well, Carlisle" the leader said, his eyes fixed on me. "You've expanded your collection."
"No Aro" Carlisle said firmly. "Bella is a friend of Edward. She will be leaving soon, along with her sister."
Aro wagged a pale finger. "You can't lie to me Carlisle. She is more than a friend."
Edward hissed. "She is not a pet."
Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Vampires are so emo."
Aro cocked his head. "What?"
She sighed. "Look, if you have red eyes, insist in dressing in non-flattering black clothes, and have lots of scars, people are going to call you emo. And your hair makes you look like a hippy."
Aro looked dumbfolded. Charlotte gave me a small wink. I understood.
We began edging away, as she attacked everything from his fashion to his questionable manhood. As soon as we reached the door, Edward lifted me on his back, and we bolted.
Unfortunately, we hadn't done it without detection. I heard a cry of anger, and Charlotte's voice yelling out that the Volturi were pansies. Edward glared at the figures pouring out of the house. Looking for us.
The chase was on.