AN: Here it is, another chapter! I don't own anything. Though I wish I owned Edward Cullen, oh my! The things I could- opps anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated! On with the story. Enjoy!

All Around Me

Paranoid…

It had been four days since my talk with Jacob and I was still stuck. Nothing made sense. There was no sign of Edward in the papers and everyone at school kept giving me sympathy I didn't deserve. The strangest part was the feeling I got whenever I was alone, but that's just the thing; I never felt completely alone. The first night I couldn't sleep, I kept glancing out the window seeing Edward there. Yet a blink later and he had gone.

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"Bella?!" Charlie called from downstairs.
"Ya dad?"
"I'm needed at the office, I'll only be a second. Can you get dinner started?"
"Sure. No problem." I heard the door click behind him and decided to get up and head down stairs.

I scourged the kitchen for some food. Let's see we have…absolutely nothing. Wait, I reached into the cabinet and pulled two things out, looks like we're having pasta tonight with some almost-expired tomato sauce? Who even knew that was possible?

I began boiling some water and got the pasta ready, placing it with the sauce on the counter corner. Once the water was all set up I grabbed the pasta, but of course I knocked over the tomato sauce.

The red sauce went flying everywhere and splashed along the walls and all over my shirt, not to mention totally drenching the counter and the rest of the kitchen. Oh crap.

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I walked into my room and started shuffling around for a clean shirt when I heard the front door click open.

"Dad? Is that you?" There was no answer. But that didn't bother me; he was probably in shock over the mess in the kitchen or couldn't hear me. I finally found a clean shirt, took the dirty one off and pulled the new one over my head.

There was a sudden breeze behind me. That's odd there can't be a breeze in the house. I know the window wasn't open and I had closed my door on my way in. Puzzled, I turned around.

No one was there. Well, who would be? I was just being paranoid, but there was one thing off. My bedroom door was open. I turned my head, wide eyes searching the room. Empty.

There was a soft noise. Crr- as if someone was shifting, watching me.

A chill ran up my spine, I froze. My heart rammed against my chest, my breathing coming quick, but not fast enough. My body was petrified. Someone was behind me. Breathing down my neck. I swallowed, I felting their body next to me, but I couldn't move. Hands found their way to my wrist, binding them still. My eyes were wide, I was panting, my heart thunderous against my ribs. A pair of lips were pressed to my ear-

"Got you."

I screamed. I finally found my voice and I screamed. I got control of my body again and spun around only half way, who ever had trapped me had my wrist stuck in their grip, slowly losing the feeling from my hands. Twisting around, thrashing everywhere, I screamed and was thrown against the wall of my bedroom

Whoever was binding me against the wall was putting all their body weight on top of me. I could barely breathe. My voice was lost again in my struggle.

"Where is Edward Cullen?" Finally my attacker turned to face me. He had the darkest red color in his eyes. His hair was midnight black, teeth bare. He grabbed my neck.

I started to choke, unable to scream anymore. "I said, where is Edward Cullen!?" He yelled in rage, starting to lift me off the ground.

"I-I-I don't know" I gagged.

"I KNOW YOU KNOW WHERE HE'S HIDING!" His hands gripped my throat tighter, I couldn't breathe. "I KNOW EDWARD'S ALIVE!" He roared, but in the distance I heard another sound, yet unable to make it out.

I coughed, felt blood in my mouth and just whispered with as much venom as I could muster – "I-I-I don't know what y-your talking a-about."

I was losing consciousness, coughing out blood, yet he kept screaming. Gasping for breath I choked where he held me in the air. The last thing I saw was a figure bursting through the door yelling.

"BELLA!!"

And a whisper in my ear as I crumpled in the air, falling to the floor, bleeding in an unconscious heap with a threatening BAM!

"I'll be back."

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