I don't know how long I stayed under that tree for. I had completely lost track of time I needed to get my act together so I can get away from here. Away from him. Another ten minutes won't hurt. My head is starting to feel very heavy now. It had begun too rain much harder now. I pulled my jacket further around me. Resting my head against the hard rough bark of a large oak. My legs are numb and shivers are rolling violently through me. A crack of lighting lit the dark sky just for a spilt second before I am back into the midnight darkness. Drops of rain were hitting my face gently washing away the dried blood and tears. I closed my eyes and just waited to die.
"Hello" an unfamiliar velvet voice said close to my head. I looked up into a pair of honey golden eyes looking down at me. Those eyes were set into the most gorgeous face I have ever seen. Pale white skin set in stark contrast to a mess of deep red hair darkened by the rain. Even though he was handsome I was still scared. I recalled back towards the tree, cowering into myself. It was all an act though. My eyes flickered from side to side. I searched from my escape. All I knew if I had to get away from here.
"Hello…who are… are… you?" I mumbled barely stifling a spine chilling shivers running through my whole body. I was freezing. I was soaked from head to toe. I had to get away. Maybe he could give me shelter? I shook that thought away instantly. He was only here to hurt me.
" I am Edward Cullen. Who are you? What are you doing out here all alone?" Edward asked
"I… am…Bella…Swan…" I stuttered another shiver breaking my voice.
"You're freezing. We better get you out of this rain." Edward said as he removed his tan leather jacket. This was my chance to escape. While he was distracted I would make a run for it. I pushed him over into the puddle I had been sat in. I must have caught him by surprise as he fell straight under the slightest push from me.
"Bella" I hear him shouting from behind me. "Come back" I can almost sense his surprise. Or maybe it was worry/ why was he worrying about me? I am none of his concern.
So I just keep on running. I just keep going. The rain is really hammering down now. The floor is turning into a river under my feet. Mud splashes like waves up my legs, ruining the last pair of jeans I had. A crack of lightening breaks overhead. It illuminates the ground for just a spilt second. Flooding the darkness with a white light just for a moment. I can see him. Running alongside me. His white shirt pointless despite the pouring rain. Only a light covering on his black boots. Why is he following me? Is he working for him? I must run faster.
On and on I run. No idea where I am heading? Next I know the ground is gone and I'm falling.