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APOV
After I woke up on the couch and to Edward passed out on the floor, I had to quickly run out of the living room quietly before he woke up. I need to see Billy, I haven't seen him in awhile since the accident.
Downstairs, I could hear some talking.
Did Edward wake up?
When I'm finished changing I'll go downstairs and check on him, but I need to get ready and clean up my room.
It was a mess!
Quickly, I began fixing my bed and putting the sheets over it nicely. My comforter was a purple while my pillows were a hot pink, I thought the colors worked together nicely.
My teddy bear that my mother had given me was always perched on my window sill, I didn't want it to get all knotty or dirty so I kept it by the window. It wouldn't fall out, I had the back of the bow tie attached to a nails behind its head.
"Mr. Snug." I whispered, walking over.
I knelt down beside my window sill and played with the bow tie, staring at it sadly. I remember when mom gave me the teddy bear, I was seven and it was Christmas. I was so excited to get a pony, but when mom and dad came home without one I started to cry.
Mom told me, "Great things come in small packages, il mio angel. For now, can you wait on the pony and accept this teddy bear? I found him all lonely in a store and he told me he wanted to have a little friend to talk to, can you be his friend?" she had asked.
Who wanted someone to be all alone? Of course, I wanted to be his new friend so the teddy bear could have someone to talk to.
"Of course, mommy! I don't want him to be lonely, I'll be his best friend." I had chanted.
My eyes began to blur with tears as I fell into the memory,
I sat on the couch with Edward running back and forth with ornaments to put on the tree, he was trying to decorate it nicely before mommy and daddy got home. Mommy told me she went to pick up my present which was a pony, I was going to name the pony Princess and play all day with her.
The front door opened quietly and I saw daddy walk in with a huge red bag with green tissue overflowing from it, they were Christmas colors. "Daddy! Mommy!" I squealed, jumping up from the couch.
Daddy turned and set the bag by the tree, Edward was grinning up at him as daddy kissed his forehead. "Good job with the tree, son." he said. I think Edward really liked daddy's praise because he was always doing things to make daddy happy, he was my big brother!
"Mommy!" I cried, running towards the door.
I looked out the front door and saw her walking up the stairs with something behind her back, I didn't see my pony. A frown painted itself onto my face as I began to cry loudly, my hands going up to rub my eyes as I cried. Edward ran over and saw what I was crying about, he hugged me as mommy knelt down in front of me.
"Santa Claus couldn't find the pony, I'm sorry." she whispered.
My tears never ceased and I cried, Edward's arms wrapped tightly around me.
"Great things come in small packages, il mio angel. For now, can you wait on the pony and accept this teddy bear? I found him all lonely in a store and he told me he wanted to have a little friend to talk to, can you be his friend?" she asked, holding out a teddy bear with a red bow tie.
Sadness fueled my tears and I took the bear, "Of course, mommy! I don't want him to be lonely, I'll be his best friend!" I chanted happily.
She smiled and reached up, wiping away my few tears. "Good, he needs you and he loves you very much." she said.
The rest of that night we just sat in the living room and talked, sharing Christmas stories and singing carols. I miss that.
Mr. Snug has been with me since then and never has he left my window sill except for the night after my mother's passing and when I need him, I sleep with him cuddled to my chest like a mere child would when sleeping.
The door downstairs slammed against the wall and I heard more talking, but they were low whispers and murmurs. This is when that bad feeling settled into my stomach, raging in me like a terrible storm.
That bad thing.
The voices didn't sound familiar so I crawled over to the door and locked it, getting up on my feet and running over to Mr. Sung. "Help me." I whispered, taking him into my arms when I heard footsteps on the staircase.
"Check all the bedrooms." a familiar voice ordered.
Aro.
I walked over to my closet when I heard the doorknob jostle, my eyes widened as a fist started banging against it. My hands shakily opened the closet door and I slid in with Mr. Snug held tightly to my chest, closing it and sliding down onto the ground.
My tears spilt down my cheeks as I heard a loud smash and the sound of broken wood being hit out from my door, why is this happening to me?
Where's Edward?
Please, let Edward be ok.
My hands joined together as I closed my eyes tightly, "Mother...don't let them hurt me or Edward. Let them go away, please." I pleaded my mother.
Just as I was about to get up from the silence, I was the shadow of someone in my bedroom. I have never been so frightened in my life, I don't want to get hurt.
I don't want to die.
The closet doors flew open and I let out a blood curdling scream as a pale hand shot out, grabbing onto me. Aro grinned at me sickly and pulled me to his chest, dragging me from the closet.
"You got away from me last time, but not now." he snickered.
He took Mr. Snug from me and it felt like he was ripping my heart out, throwing it against the wall. That's when anger pulsed through my veins, my vision going red and I felt as though fire was overheating my body.
The second Mr. Snug hit the wall, I lost it.
My hands grabbed the thing closest which happened to be my small wooden bat I got from Yankee Stadium when I visited and whacked him in the head, he fell to the floor and i began to brutally beat him with it.
Wooden bats hurt more than the metal ones do.
"Think you can use and abuse me, I don't think so!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, beating the hell out of him.
I hit his head hard and shouted words out in Italian, my face growing red. Never have I felt so angry, but images of finding my mother dead in her bed and the sadness of my father growing distant after her death fueled this attack.
Once I was sure he would stand up, I threw the bat to the side and walked over to where Mr. Snug laid on the ground.
People would think I was crazy, but he was something my mother gave me and ever since she gave him to me he never once touched the floor. He was always on a clean surface.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, looking back at Aro with Mr. Snug held tightly in my arms.
"Not for you, asshole." I spat, walking out of the bedroom.
There were two other boys standing in the hallway, James and Laurent. My eyes went wide and they were staring at me in shock, "Alice?" they both said.
I took a hesitant step back and looked around, seeing the bookcase I had set outside my room door for my extra books. Relief flooded through me, thank god mom talked me into putting it out here and it did look nice.
I reached out and took two large books with my right hand, throwing it at them with force which hit James in the chest and Laurent right in his manly area. As they went down, I raced down the stairs and slammed into Edward's chest.
His arms automatically wrapped around me, "Alice? Are you ok?!" he asked.
Our eyes met, but I took in his bruised face.
They hurt him badly.
"I'm fine, but what happened to you?" I asked, reaching up with one hand and gently applying pressure onto one of his bruises.
He shrugged, "James and two guys came here looking for you. I didn't want to wake you up incase you went back to sleep so I asked them to leave, but they weren't having it and they attacked me. I was passed out for a good while." he explained.
I nodded and took his hand, "Let's go before they get up." I said.
We both ran out of the house, but I never let go of Mr. Snug.
That's it for this chapter and I hope it was everything you thought it would be, I am trying to please my readers.
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-Angel