"Let's watch a movie." I decided as I glanced at the clock that read seven thirty six. I had to get dressed, get my hair done, distract Alice and Rosalie for thirty minutes, and sneak out of my bathroom window without the two jail guards catching me.
"Okay!" Alice squealed. "What are we watching?"
"One of my favorites!" I lied. I've never watched this movie in my life.
"What's it about?" I opened my mouth and closed it, struggling for the words. What was I supposed to say? Rosalie crossed her arms on the couch, and Alice looked heart-broken as she sat there, staring at me, waiting for my answer.
"Here, just read the back." I said, handing her the DVD case.
She couldn't have glanced at it for more than five seconds, and she wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"World War II?" She asked me. "You're interested in World War II?"
"Yep. History fascinates me." I lied. Again.
"Really? 'Cause Edward always said that you hated history class."
"Yeah, I hate it 'cause I already know all the stuff!" I'm getting better at this lying process. I glanced back up at the clock. Seven forty.
"Mhmm…" Rosalie didn't seem convinced. I quickly grabbed the DVD and opened up the case, fumbling with the CD as I jammed it into the DVD player. Alice grabbed the remote, excited, and turned on the TV. I started towards the stairs when Alice, naturally, stopped me.
"Where are you going, Bella?"
"Upstairs."
"Why?"
"To get changed into my sweats and shirt."
She started to get up, but I stopped her. "Alice. Please. I can do this myself."
"But Edward…"
"Edward can deal for ten minutes while I go upstairs. You left me alone at home for hours, and I didn't do anything." I said, and she nodded her head, sighing in defeat.
"Fine. But if I even hear one creak that's out of the ordinary, I'm coming up."
"You and your brother!" I spat, rolling my eyes and running up the stairs as I heard Rosalie's small laugh echo with my feet that continue to trip up the stairs. I silently closed my bedroom door and locked it. It barely made a click, and I'm sure that Alice couldn't have heard it. Besides, the movie was starting, and I could already hear the booms of the guns.
Jake was right!
I swung open my closet doors and started to search through the few dresses that I had. A blue one caught my eye, and I grabbed it. I sighed, a small smile coming onto my face.
My prom dress.
I could wear that dress, but it was too…special. Sentimental.
Too…Edward.
I could almost smell him as I brought the dress up to my nose. I smiled, but the little green lights that I caught out of the corner of my eye reminded me of the time.
Seven fifty!
A teal, sparkly fabric caught my eye, and I grabbed it, pulling it out and examining it. I remembered that Angela had bought it for me for prom, but I thought it was just a little too revealing for me. It would work, relentless, and if anything went wrong, Edward could always point me out in the crowd.
Edward.
Just the thought of him seeing me at this party with the whole pack staring at me and howling as I danced all over Jake in a skimpy little dress just scared me.
Bad things would come from that experience, and I didn't even want to imagine the look on his face. I had to sit down on my bed, the dress becoming limp in my hands.
But, he wasn't going to come cause he wasn't going to find out.
Seven fifty-five.
I had to get going.
Rosalie and Alice would start to get worried. I hurriedly threw off my blue shirt and jeans, chucking them under my bed as I slipped on the dress.
"Bella?" I heard someone knock on the door, and I gulped.
Rosalie.
"Just a minute!" I said, grabbing my sweats that were lying carelessly on my bed and shoving them on under my dress. I put on my Clash shirt that I wore to bed last night, and then smoothly (for once), tugged on a red bathrobe that Edward insisted that I buy. I tied it tightly around me and started for the door. On the way across my room, I slipped on my sparkly silver ballet flats because Bella and heels did not work.
Especially if I was trying to make a clean getaway to the Rabbit.
As I got close to the door I froze.
The key to the rabbit! I leaned down, reached under my bed and grabbed the jeans I had chucked just minutes ago, grabbing the lone key out of the back pocket. I stuck it in my bathrobe pocket and then grabbed the door.
"Yeah?" I asked, opening it up. Rosalie's murderous face seemed to fade when she saw me.
"Oh. You're done."
"Not really. I still have to go and take a shower." Perfect! The sound of the shower and the movie will drown out my clumsiness as I tried to escape out of the window! Perfect! I smiled, and she raised an eyebrow at me.
"If you're playing us, Bella…"
"I'm not. Calm down, Rose." I lied.
She cringed at the nickname. "You promise?"
"Promise." I said, and then took it back. I need to stop lying to them! I'm going to have to give a huge apology for lying to them when I get back….tomorrow.
"Fine. You have ten minutes to take a shower, and then I want you back downstairs."
"All right." I glanced at the clock out of the corner of my eye.
Seven fifty-eight.
Jacob would be calling at any moment to see where I was. That would be disastrous. She stared at me some more, and then started back down the hallway and down the steps as I dashed into the bathroom, quickly flicking the lights and the fan on. I turned on the water and then unlocked the window, pushing it up. I stared down at the slanted roof that lay before me.
"If Edward can do it, you can surely do it too." I whispered to myself as I climbed on the ledge of the window, carefully lowering myself onto the roof, making sure I didn't make any noise. My bathrobe got caught on the window sill, and I tore it back so that I could still run away, looking around to see if anyone heard that. I could still hear the movie's explosions, and the water running from out where I stood in the mild weather, the cool, light breeze hitting my body, and I could tell that I was fine. Somehow, I managed to close the blinds and then close the window before tiptoeing across the roof. (While tripping over a couple of nails), towards the gutter that led down to the ground. I gulped. I'd have to climb down that?
"Bella, love, what are you doing?" I gasped and quickly turned around, looking into the darkness. Only the front porch lights, the moon light, and the light from my bathroom were visible in the night.
"Edward?" I asked, cautiously. If he caught me trying to sneak out, I would be dead!
I sighed, thinking it was just another hallucination, and then gripped the white, metal material in my hands, lowering myself down so that my legs were able to wrap around part of it.
A low, familiar growl was heard through the night, and I paused, looking around again, this time, panic rising in my body.
"Just forget it, Bella." I tried to reassure myself.
"You're making the biggest mistake of your life! Get down from there, love. Go back with Rosalie and Alice! Bella!" I heard his voice again as I tried to shove myself down, but I ended up falling. I closed my eyes, and tried not to scream as I fell, Edward's distinct voice sounding in my head. "Bella! Watch out! Love, get back there! Go back into the house! Love, watch out!"
I landed on my back onto the mushy ground, the way it always felt after a good rain. I glanced up, and I could sense no movement from inside the house. I smiled, feeling good about myself, and got up, running through the dense, dark woods until, yes, you guessed it, I found the Rabbit.
But I didn't just find it, I ran right into it, clutching my gut in the process.
"Watch out! Be more careful!" I cringed and hobbled over to the driver's side, shoving open the door and crawling in. The driver's seat was more comfortable then the others and I sighed, inserting the key into the ignition. The headlights came on, but I quickly flicked a switch, turning them off. If Rosalie and Alice came outside looking for me, and they saw headlights, I'd never get away with it.
I drove blindly towards the road, trying hard not to run into a tree or anything else.
"Bella! Watch out! Turn on the headlights! You're going to kill yourself! Be safe!" Finally, the smoothness of the paved road met the tires, and I turned on the headlights, taking off towards the beach.
"I, Bella Swan, have won!" I shouted in pride, raising my right fist into the air.
"If by won you mean won a trip to the hospital, then yes, you have. You're making a huge mistake. Think about what you're doing!"
"Shut up, Edward." I mumbled as I sped down the road.
Alice's POV
"Rosalie! I can't stand this movie! How can Bella like this? It's all blood, and it's making me really thirsty!" I complained, leaning back and staring at her. The soft sound of the water running upstairs, Bella's shower, soothed me and kept my mind off of the TV.
"Something's up around here, and I don't know what." Rosalie responded, completely ignoring my comment on the video. She started looking around, a scowl placed upon my sweet friend's face.
"Well you should trust Bella!" I said, feeling confident. I had left her alone all day, and she didn't do anything!
"Why?" Rose spat, "She could be ditching us to go out with that dog."
"She's wouldn't…" I started, but the words stopped coming out as I saw it.
The vision.
Bella was driving down the road in a strange, red car. She stopped driving when she came up to the beach, and she got out of the car. She was dressed in a rather skimpy dress that Edward would probably either completely love or completely hate. She started down towards the beach where a bon fire was going on. The vision when black for a little, and then came back. She was having a couple of drinks, and then, all of a sudden, her future was completely gone.
"Alice?" I heard Rosalie call my name. "Alice?" She asked, waving a hand in front of my face. "Did you have a vision? What did you see?"
"Bella." I breathed, my lips barely even moving.
"What about Bella? What happened? Tell me!"
I stood up and ran up the stairs, knocking on the bathroom door.
No one answered. I tried the door, and, surprisingly, it was unlocked. I stepped in and then ripped the curtain completely off of the hinges just to see what I had guessed.
She wasn't there.
Rosalie appeared behind me, and she shook her head in disgust. "I knew never to trust her." She spat, and I turned and stared at the window.
She must have snuck out!
I shoved the window up, and stared down at the slanted roof, the top just a foot or two away from the bottom of the window. A little piece of red fabric was stuck to the outside part of the window.
I curiously picked it up and stared at it.
"That's hers. She was wearing a red bathrobe when she said she needed to take a shower." Rosalie said, and I stared at her, flicking off the shower, the lights, and the fan as I stared out into the hallway towards the stairs.
How could Bella do something like this to me?
She was supposed to be my friend! She probably left her truck there at La Push, and Jake left his car down here so that she could sneak away to his party! How could she do this to me?
I trusted her!
Rosalie trusted her!
The whole entire Cullen family trusted her!
Edward trusted her!
How could she disobey Edward, again?
As I reached the kitchen, I immediately went to the phone and dialed a familiar number.
"Who are you calling?" Rose asked as she appeared at the foot of the stairs, staring at me. I crossed my arms and leaned up against the counter, fuming.
"Who do you think?" I stared at her, my eyes dark and cold, my expression murderous. "Edward."
Please review!! How am I writing the characters? Besides Bella sending Edward away cause she's concerned for her safety? ahha, review please!