Ok so I originally planned on Bella freaking out with Edward but she kinda does...

Anyway, thanks to all my reviewers:
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Now I hope you like this because I'm rather pleased with it. Enjoy.

EDIT: FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE ALREADY READ THIS CHAPTER..
I ACCIDENTALLY TITLED IT AS CHAPTER FOUR! IT'S MEANT TO BE CHAPTER FIVE! SORRY.

Chapter Five
Rush

Edward's lips were soft against my semi-callused ones. My heartbeat quickened and my eyes widened as I realized just what was going on.

I quickly pulled away from Edward Cullen, much to his disappointment. His playful smile fell into a frown. I let out a breath of air that I didn't realize I was holding before falling to the ground. My world then went blank.

Usually when people dream or have nightmares in my case, they're somewhat different. Not mine. Nope.

Instead of different, I get the beautiful heaven known as the meadow but even though I'm in this spectacular place, I'm haunted by voices. Is there even a name for something that could be considered to be a dream and a nightmare all at the same time? No? I didn't think so either.

"Do you have a multiple personality disorder?" I asked the air. As many times sentences seemed to roll off the tip of my tongue, my voice still seemed to surprise me.

"You're doing it again," a voice followed after mine. Why did beautiful Edward Cullen invading my dreams? It was annoying and I wanted all of the Cullens out!

I stomped my foot on the ground as if I was about to throw a fit. I crossed my arms roughly against my chest and plopped myself down onto the wet ground of the meadow.

Alone in the meadow, I could hear myself breathing. It sounded shaky, like I was afraid or something. But I wasn't. There was no fog and very few voices. It was wonderful for the time being.

"I've decided that as long as I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly."

Edward's voice surprised me yet again. Why would such a beautiful angel like Edward Cullen go to hell? He deserved to go to heaven among the other angels. He was gorgeous in every way imaginable.

I let out a sigh and looked around. Fog was coming in now and I could see two figures off in the distance but I couldn't make out their faces.

The male was shimmering like a million little diamonds were embedded into his pale skin. As they came out into the sun, I could see their faces now.

It was me and Edward.

Edward's skin was even more beautiful than it usually was. He looked like a beautiful carved statue from a museum. I couldn't make out what the couple was saying but suddenly, they kissed and for a brief moment, I could feel Edward's gentle lips upon mine.

I reached up to my lips and ran my fingers along them. The kiss with Edward had been amazing… so amazing that I had passed out. I felt my face burn due to my blushing.

I can't believe I did that.

The last time I saw something like that really happen was the movie Hairspray from the year 2007 when Seaweed's fingers touched Penny's lips. Link and Tracey's expressions were priceless! One of the best movies ever… even if it was old.

I continued to watch the scene in the distance. I longed to hear what we were discussing but I could only see our lips moving.

Groaning, I lied back down into the foggy covered meadow, not caring if I got wet or not.

"Your number was up the first time I met you."

"It's nice to finally meet you."

"Hell, yes!"

"Marry me first."

"Do you think you could get away if your mother's life depended on it?"

I closed my eyes and kept them closed. Maybe – just maybe – if I couldn't see the meadow, the voices would go away. I could only hope for them to go away because if they didn't, there was no doubt in my mind that I would go crazy.

Isabella. Bella. Bells…

So many names for such a small person. I let out a frustrated sigh and sat up just in time to see a grey wolf attack a pale skinned creature.

I had seen this all before but from where…? I needed to find out.

My eyes opened and I sat up, looking around the room I was in. I was lying upon a couch in a bedroom and I couldn't help but feel like I had been here before.

Throwing the sheet off of my body, I swung my legs over the side of the couch and stood. I looked around and was amazed by all the CD's I found in the room. But only two really stuck out to me.

I picked up the two CD's and read the names written in a beautiful cursive script in permanent marker.

Debussy one read.

I looked over at the other one and nearly dropped it. Bella's Lullaby.

"I wrote that for you," a voice said from the doorway. I quickly dropped the CD's and turned around. My eyes met Edward's.

Bella's Lullaby was for me but when had he written it and why? What was Edward Cullen anyway? I made note to go to the library and do some research after school.

"I-I should be getting home," I stammered. "Charlie probably already started a search for me."

Edward shook his head and a crooked smile formed on his lips. He stepped closer to me and I moved back away from him. Sensing that he was making me extremely uncomfortable, he stopped in his place. I sighed with relief.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Edward's soothing voice said. "I just want to get to know you again."

"Again?" I croaked out. He nodded.

"The last time I saw you, you were twenty-two in the year 2010," he went on to explain. "You were getting married to a stingy werewolf."

First vampires? Now werewolves? Who let Edward Cullen off the funny farm?

"You're crazy," I snapped.

"If you say so, Bella," he replied.

I sighed and looked around the room. It was rather large but I found it to be quite empty. There was a couch and stacks of CD's, maybe a few books here and there but there was nothing else. "Where am I?" I asked.

"My room."

"No bed?"

"No." He paused. "I don't sleep."

"That explains the dark circles under your eyes. Do your eyes change color when you're tired?"

"No," he replied once again but his voice seemed uneasy. "Why?"

"They're not gold anymore. They're red."

Edward's eyes seemed to widen only slightly in horror but he still remained calm. "It's just because I haven't fed in a while," he replied.

"How long is a while?"

"Two weeks."

"You'd be dead by now if you haven't fed in so long."

"I don't feed on disgusting human food, Bella."

"You don't eat pizza?" I asked in astonishment. Who could not eat pizza? It was the most amazing food ever created in the history of mankind. I couldn't live without yummy pizza.

"I only feed on animal blood," he replied. His voice didn't waver and usually I was able to pick up on someone's deception. Not Edward though. Perhaps he really was a vampire.

"And I expected you to only drink the blood of a human."

"If I did, you'd be dead."

My breathing sped up, along with my heartbeat, but my eyes never once left Edward's hypnotizing gaze. I could feel the hysteria overtaking my somewhat muscular body. I needed to get out of this house. I needed to spread the word that the Cullens were dangerous and creepy.

But most of all, I wanted to get out this house. I hadto.

"I gotta go," I replied, making my way to the door of Edward's bedroom. I expected him to reach out and stop me but he didn't.

"Let me drive you," he said. I turned around and gave him a small smile.

"That's okay. I can get home myself."

"You're ten miles away from home, Bella. I'll drive you."

"No!" I shouted. Edward raised his eyebrows at me and I felt my usual confident and daredevil self slip away. I wasn't fierce anymore. I was frail, defenseless and terrified. I wanted Charlie. I wanted Renee. I wanted my best friend, Jake Bloom, to come and save me. But he didn't come. I was alone in a house full of strange people. I felt like my life was about to come to an end.

"Are you alright?" Edward asked. His voice was concerned as it attempted to bring me out of my wishful daze.

I didn't answer him. A part of me wanted to answer him but that was the fierce and brave Bella talking. I ended up listening to the powerless Bella. I was a whole new person now and I was sure that I would never change.

"Can Alice drive me?" I asked in a whisper. I didn't think Edward would hear me but he did.

"Alright," he answered in a disappointed voice. I let out a sigh of relief and limped out of his room in search of Alice.

I had searched the whole second floor of the Cullen household and didn't find any Alice so I decided to make my way down to the first floor.

Alice was standing at the bottom of the stairs with her car keys in hand. "Ready?" she asked.

"How did you…?" I asked. She let out a giggle and opened the door for me. I walked out and waited for her.

"I heard you and Edward talking," she replied. I nodded in surprise. I don't know why they still surprised me but they did. It was odd.

Alice led me over to a yellow Porsche and my eyes widened in amazement. I assumed they had a lot of money by the way their house looked but I didn't think they had so much money. I looked around. There were a lot of expensive cars.

A Volvo.

A convertible.

A BMW.

They were all so expensive. "Edward bought this for me," Alice replied as she climbed in. I walked over to the other side and got in on the passenger side. It was small, almost cramped. I suppressed my giggle when I thought of Alice. It was perfect for her. Small just like she was.

"How did he afford it?" I asked.

"We save up money," she replied. "I borrowed one in Italy to get into Volterra. He was trying to kill himself you know. At the time he thought you had died."

Great. I knew the Cullens were crazy but I felt safer with Alice. She didn't look like she could hurt me but then again, usually people don't assume women could hurt anybody.

"Alice!" I called out when I had glanced at the speedometer. I didn't even realize we had left her place yet. She turned to look at me. She didn't even turn to look at the road. "You do realize that you're going two hundred miles per hour right?"

She nodded and her smile widened with happiness. "I like to go fast," she replied. "We all do."

I gave her an uneasy nod and went back to staring out the windshield. "He loves you," Alice said. "He always has."

I didn't turn to look at her. Instead, I turned and looked out the passenger side window. We were already on my street just minutes away from my house.

"I don't know why you two are so hell bent on me remembering something," I said. "I've never seen any of you before except in my dreams. Actually, until recently I've only seen Edward, vampires, wolves and this one man. I've heard you before though."

She didn't say anything and I turned to gaze at her. We were getting ready to pull into my driveway. Charlie's police cruiser wasn't in the driveway so he was probably already at work. Good thing he never comes in and checks on me.

"Alice," I continued as she turned off the car. I unbuckled my seatbelt and we both turned to look at one another. "Why does no one ever bet against you?"

Small little Alice Cullen let out a delicate giggle and replied, "Silly Bella. You really don't remember do you?" I shook my head. "I can see the future but only when it's set in stone. No one can ever win against me."

"So you're a psychic?" I asked. I didn't sound or feel afraid with Alice like I did with Edward. Maybe it was because she didn't try to shove the term vampire down my throat but she did want me to remember something that I couldn't.

I'm definitely going to the library later for research.

"Edward can hear people's thoughts. I see the future. Jasper can feel ones feelings and control their emotions."

I gasped. No! I couldn't allow Edward to hear my thoughts. I blushed at the thought. I had always been glad that they were personal but now they weren't.

"Except for you, Bella," Alice said suddenly. "He could never read your thoughts."

Phew! Thank god!

"How come?" I found myself asking.

She gave off a little shrug and turned in the direction of my house. "No one knows really," she replied. "Even though we all knew you very well, you were – and still are – a mystery to us, Bella Swan."

"Swank," I corrected. She turned to look at me, confusion in her honey colored eyes. "My last name is Swank. Not Swan."

"It used to be Swan."

"It was never Swan, Alice. I was born Isabella Marie Swank. My father is Charlie Swank and my mother was Renee Swank."

"Funny how things work out, isn't it?" Alice asked. "When we first met, you had moved from living with your mother in Phoenix, Arizona to Forks, Washington to live with Charlie. Now here you are and you lived with both of your parents. They weren't divorced like in the past."

"Stop it!" I shouted, covering my ears. I didn't want to hear anymore of this gibberish. I wanted to think that I knew them but I couldn't because I didn't. I had only been to Forks a few times in my entire lifetime!

"Bella," I heard Alice say even though her words were mumbled. She reached forward and placed a hand on top of my knee. "I'm sorry."

I removed my hands away from my ears at the sound of her suffocated apology.

"It's just… back then, even if you don't remember, we were best friends. You were my sister in every way but blood. I know you don't want to hear this but I need to say it. In the year 2060, you died of cancer. You were seventy-two years old at the time. A lot of people showed up at your funeral. Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, and I… we were all there but we had to stay hidden. The people who knew you had aged. We didn't."

"What about Edward?" I asked her.

She sighed and answered, "None of us really understood why he didn't show up at your funeral. We knew it had something to do with him loving you but we all did and that didn't stop us from going. To this day, even ninety years later, none of us are completely sure why he didn't come."

Leaning back against the passenger side door, I closed my eyes and sighed. This was all so much. I felt a tear run down my face and I opened my eyes. Alice was staring me, waiting for me to say something.

"I would like to be your friend, Alice Cullen," I told her. I reached behind my back and opened the door. "But I don't know if I can be Edward's." I attempted to get out but I stumbled. I braced myself for the fall but I didn't hit the hard white concrete of the driveway. I looked up and Alice was holding me.

"You've been walking a lot on that broken foot of yours," she said with a smile.

"I'll be fine."

She shook her head and closed the passenger door before propping me up against her car. "I'll bring you by some crutches," she said.

I waved my broken hand in front of her; it was now in a matching cast like the one my foot was in. "Can't," I replied. "I only have one hand."

She smiled brightly and answered, "Then I'll bring you buy one regular crutch and one human crutch." I tilted my head and looked at her as if she had grown a second head or something. "What?" she giggled.

"A human crutch?" I asked. What was she planning on doing? Please don't be Edward! I don't care if I ever saw him again. No matter how gorgeous he was, I didn't do creepy well.

"I'll be your human crutch at school," she said. "I'll transfer into all of your classes with permission from Doctor Carlisle Cullen of course. Since you broke your hand, you're going to need help and lots of it. Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't want Edward to help you out after tonight."

I nodded vigorously before attempting to limp to the door. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alice shake her head before following.

Once she reached me, she bent down and scooped me into her arms. Her cold touch didn't seem to bother me as much as it first had.

She carried me into the house after I unlocked it and took me up to my room. She placed me in my bed and then covered me up.

Alice Cullen's personality definitely fit her looks and height. She was caring and energetic. She took care of me like if I was touched the wrong way I would shatter into a million pieces. I could actually see myself being best friends with her.

I yawned and felt my eyes becoming heavier by the minute. "Sleep now, Bella," Alice whispered quietly. "I'll be back for you in an hour." I nodded to her and drifted back to sleep. I didn't even hear Alice leave.