Chapter 5

This was going to be the beginning of a great relationship.

Edward had to leave soon after that. His parents needed him home for some important matter. So I decided to help my mom with chores around the house. After all, this place did look like a dump and I had just invited a very important guest here.

I cleaned the windows upstairs and watched as my dad and James started planting the sunflower seeds. I opened the window and looked out at them. I leaned on the window sill as I watched them work. I leaned away from the window when my phone vibrated in my pocket.

Hey it was from Edward. I smiled.

Hey I replied back idiotically.

Are you busy?

Not really.

So then you are busy?

No. I lied.

Well…I just wanted to know if you were busy tomorrow

No. Why?

I want you to…meet my family?

Lol sure but I have to ask my dad first.

Will he let you?

Yes my dad is cool…trust me

Whatever you say. I glanced out the window with a smile until I noticed my dad. He was walking towards the house with a bandaged hand.

I'll text or call you later okay?

Okay.

I shoved my phone into my pocket and made my way downstairs. "Oh my god. Are you okay?" I heard my mother ask my father.

"What happened?" I asked as I entered the kitchen.

He sighed when my mother took his bloody bandaged hand in her to examine it, "Its nothing. I just cut my hand with the tracker."

"You're going to need stitches," my mother informed him.

She was probably right. It was a lot of blood and it looked nothing like a small cut. "Its fine I just drive to the hospital," he told her.

"You can't drive yourself," my mother reasoned.

"I can drive him," I told her as I stared at his hand in worry. The room got quiet. I looked up to find them staring at me.

"Not with a suspended license you can't," my mother replied back like the bitch she was.

I clenched my jaw and stared at her in disbelief. Her husband needed help and for once she didn't want me breaking the rules to help. "Alright I'll get Jake's bag. Bells you go start the car–."

My father cut her off, "Bella can stay here with Jake."

She glanced at me before looking at my father cautiously, "Charlie I don't think that's a good idea."

"Just get the keys and let's go," he told her as a final statement. I couldn't stop staring at her. She wouldn't let me drive my own father to the hospital. I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.

I picked Jake up on my way out behind them and we watched as they started driving away. I was staring at the road intently when a crow passed by my face; making me jump a bit. What's with these stupid crows? I turned around to look at it and, with a bit of fear I might add, I saw not just one crow on the roof of my house but like ten.

"Holy shit," I whispered. They were all staring down at me. Were they planning an attack?

I bit my lip and looked away to see James walking towards us, "Is your dad going to be okay?" he asked as he looked down the path that my parents had driven down.

I looked at Jake and nodded slightly, "Yeah. He's probably just going to need some stitches."

He looked at Jake and smiled, "Hey buddy. What you got there?" he asked. Jake had his toy tracker with him. He seemed to be attached to the thing for some reason. He turned one of the wheels, "Tracker? You want to be a farmer just like your daddy?" he asked with a smile.

"Let me know if you need anything," he told me before he walked away. I nodded and looked back at the deadly scary crows. "What's up with the crows?" I asked out loud although I knew no one would answer.

I sighed before I cautiously walked back inside with Jake. I walked over to the living room and set him down so he could play with his toys. I sat on the couch and sighed again. There was nothing to do in this god forsaken town. I took my cell out and decided to text Edward.

Sorry about that. My dad had a little incident.

Is he okay?

My mom had to take him to the hospital to get stitches but he should be fine.

So then you're all alone

James is outside and I'm taking care of Jake so…no.

Who's James?

James is this guy that helps my dad with the crops.

Oh.

What?

Nothing I just thought that maybe he was a friend of yours or something.

I smiled at that. He was already getting jealous. Nah I left all my friends back in Chicago.

Do you miss them?

Yeah…I try not to think about it though.

Did you have a boyfriend over there?

No.

Why not?

Guys in Chicago are…stupid, immature, and they're only interested in one thing.

Sounds like a bunch of dicks.

Exactly.

Do you want me to come over?

I thought you were busy?

I didn't mean right now. I meant like in a little bit.

Sure why not…just text me before you come okay?

Sure see ya.

See ya.

It was getting dark so I decided it was time to make dinner. I walked over to the kitchen and started getting things out of the fridge. I could still see Jake from here since the living room and the kitchen were right next to each other.

"Alright Jake," I walked over with a box of macaroni in my hand to the stove, "Tonight we're going to have…" I looked at the food on the counter, "Well I'm going to have some kind of chicken thing mom made…" a strange noise from above my head made me stop putting the macaroni in the pot and look up, "You on the other hand," I looked back at the pot and continued pouring it in, "Are going to have Mac and cheese."

A loud thud from upstairs made me spill the macaroni on the floor next to my feet. I looked up at the ceiling in fright when I heard the pitter patter of running feet upstairs. I set the box down on the table and quickly walked over to Jake.

I bent down next to him scared as hell by who might be upstairs and looked at him, "Stay here Jake. Okay?" he just looked at me as I quickly stood up and started walking towards the staircase.

I stayed quiet to see if I could hear it again. My heart sprinted fast in my chest when I heard it again. "Hey," I called out as I slowly made my way closer to the staircase. "James? Is that you?" I asked as I walked closer.

No response. I was just about to go upstairs to check it out when the light in the kitchen flickered. Is someone in the kitchen? I had only walked a few steps away from the staircase when I heard someone running upstairs again.

"Hey!" I walked back to the staircase, "Who's up the–?" my question was cut short when the staircase handle suddenly broke and fell to the ground hitting my arm on its way. I quickly backed away freaked out and suddenly everything around me was getting destroyed. A table flew in front of me and hit a wall.

The glass in the entrance of the living room broke by itself. Chairs and desks and anything that was around me was either moving around like crazy or breaking. I quickly walked over to Jake in fear and held him close to me. Someone has to be doing something to the house. I picked him up and quickly made my way to the fallen phone that was on the ground in the corner of the living room.

I set him down beside me and dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" a lady said on the other line.

"I think there's…there's someone in my house," I said in a hysteric voice. I was shitting bricks. This is way beyond weird. This is like supernatural. How are they doing this? And who is it?

"Ma'am I need you to get outside. We're sending someone right away. Ma'am, are you alone?" she asked.

"No I'm with," I turned around to find that Jake was missing, "Jake!" Where did he go? I quickly hung up the phone and made my way through the house. I walked towards the kitchen but he wasn't there. "Jake?!" I called out over all the noise.

I quickly started making my way down the hall and towards the staircase but I noticed his tracker in front of the cellar door. I stopped and made my way down the long corridor towards it, "Jake?" I asked.

I didn't get an answer but then again I wasn't expecting one. I stopped in front of the toy and reached down to touch it when it suddenly started moving on its own. What the hell is happening? I watched as it fell down the stairs one by one. I didn't want to go down there.

I felt another presence behind me making me scared at first but then again what if it was Jake? I quickly turned around still in my bended position to find him staring at me, "Jake?" I asked. I didn't like the way he was staring at me. Confused and a bit freaked out by his expression I started getting up to walk to him but something suddenly grabbed a chunk of my hair from behind me.

A/N: Okay so a lot of it is the same as the movie but I added some Edward stuff too. I don't expect you guys to like it anyways. This is more for my benefit than for yours. Review if you want