Disclaimer: Once again, much to my dismay, I do not own Twilight or any of its characters … Stephenie Meyer does.
Chapter 5
Edward's Point of View
Bella and I didn't speak again before we left.
We got into the Volvo and she ended up sitting next to me. Our arms were touching, and I relished that touch. It took some work not to let my imagination run rampant.
Being so close to her did have a down side, though. Her scent was stronger than ever. Venom pooled in my mouth, and I clenched my fists against the overwhelming thirst.
Bella's Point of View
In the car, on the way to their house, I was squeezed in next to Edward. Our arms were touching. This fact was blatantly obvious to me.
It took me a moment to realize how extremely cold his arm was. This reminded me why I had gotten to know the Cullens in the first place. I wanted to know about them. There was something strange, and I was curious.
Somewhere in this venture, I had fallen in love with Edward, though he didn't love me. A pang went through my heart as I thought that, and I blocked any thoughts from my mind for the rest of the ride.
Edward's Point of View
As she got into the car, I wondered again whether she loved me or not. Then I got a solution, and it was so obvious I wanted to smack myself in the head for not thinking of it earlier.
I could read minds!!
I listened for her thoughts … and listened harder. For some reason I couldn't hear anything from her. I concentrated even harder, but I still didn't get anything.
Soon, I had to give up on this effort in favor of restraining my raging thirst.
Alice's Point of View
When we got back to the house it was nearly 11:30, hardly what I would call late, but later than I had meant to get back. I had felt some pity for Bella on the drive home, so I had slowed my speed down to 130 mph instead of the 160-180 mph I usually drove.
Oh, well. That just meant I had less time to talk to Bella than I had planned on. But I was Alice, and I could get all the information I needed in this time span.
We got back to the house, and I introduced Bella to Carlisle and Esme.
Carlisle's Point of View
It was around 11:30 when the kids got home. I heard the five of them step out of the car … and then I heard a sixth pair of feet hit the ground.
I looked at Esme and saw that she, too had heard the extra pair of feet. Well … at least I wasn't crazy … yet. We both went to the door to welcome our children home and find out who was with them.
Esme's Point of View
I smelt her before I saw her. Her scent was intoxicating. I wondered how Jasper had ever made it home riding in the car with her.
Alice bounced in the door, and I grabbed her by the shoulders to stop her.
"Who's that?" I asked her softly, nodding at the pretty human girl who had just walked in the door.
"Oh, that's Bella. You don't mind if she spends the night, do you? I'll tell you more when we're alone."
"Of course, I don't mind. Is Jasper okay? And you will explain, and it had better be good."
She reached up and packed me on the cheek, "Thanks, mom, Jasper's fine, and it will be good." Then she sped off to rejoin the group.
Bella's Point of View
Even before I saw the house, I knew it was going to be huge. I don't know why. Maybe it had a little something to do with the mile long avenue lined with huge trees leading up to the house. The house was gorgeous. It was, as I mentioned, huge. It was white, to the point where it nearly glowed in the dark, and what wasn't white was glass.
As we neared it, I nearly broke my neck trying to get it all in my line of sight. I didn't get a very long chance to goggle at it, though, as Alice was literally dragging me inside to meet her mother, Esme, and her dad, Carlisle.
I stepped in the door and stopped cold upon viewing her mother and father. I found it extremely hard to believe they were anywhere near old enough to be Alice's mother and father. They looked not a day over twenty five, and probably a few years less than that.
Esme, was tall and perfectly elegant. Everything about her was long and slender and motherly and comforting. Her golden eyes shone with kindness, and I felt myself smiling at her. Carlisle was just a little bit taller than Esme, and elegant in his own way. Though slightly more severe in looks than Esme, he radiated just as much, if not more, kindness and warmth as she.
Esme offered me a long, slender, elegant hand decorated with nothing more than a simple silver band. I grasped it, embarrassed to see my rough, calloused nubs to be put in direct comparison with her beauty. Then I did the same with Carlisle. Both of their hands were just as cold as their children's.
As soon as Esme and Carlisle had both greeted me, Alice again dragged me off, this time to her room, where she said I would be spending the night.
SORRY!! So, a two week delay turned into a three week delay turned into a four week delay turned into … well I don't know how many weeks it's been!
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