I do not own twilight or any of its characters, Stephenie Meyer does. (Okay I give up, no more complaining.)
CHAPTER 4 Edward's PoVIt had probably been close to an hour since Alice had followed me to Bella's. At first I had been annoyed, but I realize that she was just worried about me, who could blame her.
Hell, I was worried about myself.
Oh Bella, why won't you wake up? I need to talk to you, tell you what I've learned. For once I was going to tell her something, she wouldn't have to go to Alice, begging to know the truth.
I needed her to protect me, keep me from leaving her at all costs. I got up, and started to pace. I saw Alice shift nervously in the tree, where she was precariously perched on a slim branch, waiting… watching… protecting…
Mystery girl's PoV (I haven't picked a name yet, hmm… I wonder)
Why did we have to move to this tiny town? I loved living in NYC where all the action was, where it was common to see celebrities walking the grimy streets in their expensive stiletto heels.
Dad had been weird since that call, the one he still wouldn't tell me anything about, no matter how much I begged. I groaned. I knew the constant rain clouds that hovered above the town would also affect my view of Forks.
I pushed my spiraling blond hair back behind my ears; I was trying to concentrate on anything besides this horrible town. My dad had already enrolled me at some dinky school called Forks High, how original.
I took a quick glance out the window, and I found the sight quite upsetting. The forest only helped to emphasize the darkness that blanketed the sky, for the rain all I felt was disgust. I vividly remembered the day my dad had told me that we were to be moving.
" Forks, but that's one of the wettest places in the United States. It rarely stops raining there."
" I know but I think change will be good for you, and anyway an old friend of mine lives there."
" So what, an old friend. It doesn't make it any better. I'm eighteen, what if I decide to stay here in New York." I glanced at his face, which only made matters worse; he was hurt.
" I'll go with you, but I won't enjoy one minute of It." his mood lightened dramatically.
I closed my eyes, blocking out the darkness, but not the sound of the pounding rain. I reminded myself that I was doing it for my dad. I took a deep breath to calm myself. I would at least have to find a boyfriend, and a handsome one at that.
Bella's PoVI bolted upright, at first a little confused. It was early morning. My heart dropped as the events of last night came flooding back to me.
" Good morning." I looked toward the corner of the room.
" Edward, what are you doing here?" even I could tell that the excitement in my voice was barley contained. I froze. " What time is it?" Edward chuckled.
" Don't worry, visiting hours don't start for another, hmm… twenty-five minutes." I let out a sigh of relief.
Edward quickly handed me a pile of clothes. " Go take your human minute, so we can get to the hospital."
Whatever had been bothering him night before must have been nothing of consequence – or at least he wasn't letting me know if something was wrong.
When I looked out the window I saw a blur of black and white. I shook my head. No, Alice wouldn't be here, especially on a Saturday morning.
As soon as I was dressed I headed back to my room. To my surprise Edward was no longer there. I hurried down the steps and into the kitchen. Edward was standing, staring into the fridge.
" I may not eat real food, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to have left over Chinese food for breakfast." I had completely forgotten about shopping.
" Oh well, I'll just skip breakfast." I looked at his concerned face, expecting him to argue, he shrugged, and headed out the door. I stood frozen in place, bewildered by his lack of argument.
The rain was coming down in silver sheets, and by the time I reached Edward's Volvo, I was completely soaked. He took one look at me, and burst out laughing.
" I don't think I've ever seen you so wet," his eyes twinkling with amusement. I pouted.
" Don't be so mean, I couldn't help it." Edward's face suddenly became serious.
" That's now an insult, it's a compliment. You smell even better when you're wet."
I rolled my eyes. " Great, just what I need, a vampire telling me that I smell even more appetizing than usual.
" Ha ha," Edward relayed dryly.
" You need to live a little," I said poking him.
" And you need to stop poking me." I stuck my tongue out at him.
The hospital seemed empty; it was abnormally quiet. I followed Edward toward the elevator. This time we went straight to Charlie's room, his monitors beeping at a steady pace.
We took our respective chairs. Edward grabbed the flow chart that was hanging on the end of the bed, and looked it over.
" Carlisle has looked him over. He says that there has been no change in his condition."
" Is that a good or a bad thing?"
" To tell you the truth, I have no idea." I didn't respond. I have no idea how long we sat there, but I suddenly had the urge to move. I stood up, and headed out the door.
" Where are you going now?" I glared at him.
" I have no idea. I just need to do something."
" We could always go back to my house to see if Jasper and Emmett have returned from hunting." I willing agreed.
When we arrived at the Cullen's residence Emmett was standing in the driveway holding something that resembled a large rocket. I shot a questioning look at Edward. His face was blank.
" What are you doing," I asked as soon as we reached Emmett.
" I'm waiting for a car to pass."
" Why would you be waiting for that?" the only answer I received was you'll find out. After about ten minutes Emmett tensed up.
" Someone's coming."
He readied the large rocket, which I now realized was a firework. A small blue Acura drove by. Emmett set off the rocket, purposely missing the car by two inches. The car swerved, and came to an abrupt stop.
Since Edward had already retreated indoors, Emmett scooped me up, and ran into the house. Once inside he burst out laughing. (Sorry about this scene, I'm in 4th of July mode.)
Edward looked at him coolly. " You're stilling doing that, I thought you promised Rosalie you'd stop."
" I couldn't help myself."
" Yes, I'm sure you couldn't." Just then the doorbell rang. Emmett looked puzzled, but pulled the door open anyway.
" Excuse me, but I believe that this is yours."
AN: ok, so it's not as long as I wanted it to be. I hope you enjoyed it!
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