Ok, I'm banking that this is gunna be the third maybe fourth to last chapter in this story, which I am going to make a sequel to in the near future. Oh, I took down the authors note from the last chapter and replaced it with a chapter, chapter. Bella and the gang are 17 now. Just to be clear. =]

Recap:

"What's the matter?" I asked softly.

"Dad says it's flooding outside and he cant come home, it's too dangerous. We're suck here until it clears,"

"Oh,"

It was dead silent for a couple of minutes then something crashed into the floor with a loud boom, making me and Edward jump at the loudness. I thought I heard it coming from the kitchen, but what could have caused the object to fall? No one else was here. Only me and Edward. Unless...

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"Not Again"

Chapter 28

Edward's POV

"What was that?" I whispered to Bella, who was now clinging onto me for dear life.

"I don't know,"

"I'm going to check it out,"

"No, Edward, please don't," she pleaded looking at me through her sparkling, brown eyes.

"It'll be okay, love," I soothed her, "I'll only be gone a minute," I kissed her lightly on the lips and unwound her hands from my waist. As soon as she wasn't holding onto me I felt empty, alone, "I'll check out what fell and I'll come right back,"

"O--Okay," She nodded her head and sat down on the bed.

I sighed and I shut the bedroom door behind me as I set off to wonder through the vast hall ways of the house. Nothing seemed out of place, nothing disturbed or moved. I didn't hear anything after the crash and there was nothing to explain it. I looked into the bathroom, nothing. I checked the living room, empty.

I started to feel nervous as I neared the kitchen, something bad always happens at the last place you check for something, and I felt like I was in one of those horror slash suspense movies at them moment. An involuntary shiver ran down my spine as I drew closer to my final destination.

I paused right outside the entrance of the modern kitchen, I took a deep breath and rounded the corner, readying myself. I turned on my flash-light and swatted it all over to the room before actually stepping in to further investigate the area. Small beads of sweat dripped down my forehead and plopped down onto my t-shirt as I walked closer and closer into the room, something seemed out of place.

I noticed a huge pile of shattered glass in the far corner of the room, but didn't remember if there was actually anything that would've fallen from the particular place. I still had the uneasiness in my stomach as I crossed the room to pick up the mess.

I bent down on my knees and started to gather stray pieces of glass into a pile, then I heard something shuffle behind me. I froze, the fear rolling off of me in heaps, there was something in here and I was terrified.

"Who's there?" Nothing, "Who the fuckis in here?" I demanded, I knew someone was in here, with me. I had a sudden surge of bravery course through my body and I was surprised at how quickly it disappeared when I started to hear echoes of feet tapping against the tiled floor.

Steps, calm foot steps came closer to me. Taunting me. Then stopped a few feet behind me, but I didn't dare turn around to confirm my guess.

"Well, hello there, Edward," the voice greeted lightly, a smile sounded to be in the mixture, "Thanks for taking care of Isabella for me," when I didn't say anything he continued talking, "I'll be taking her now," What?! Take her?!

"No," I mumbled, shocked.

"Well, that's a problem. I hoped this would be easy and quick,"

This man sounded sad, that disgusted me. I had enough strength to stand up, I lifted off my knees and turned to face the intruder. I could see nothing of his face, his silhouette only revealed that he was tall, and some-what muscular.

"No," I repeated.

"Tsk, tsk. Now, Edward, why in the world not?" he was making this a joke.

"I won't let you," I threatened, right then Bella's chime-like voice sounded through the hall way.

"Edward?! Are you alright?!" she asked, by the way her voice echoed off the walls, she was still in my room.

"Don't--" the man started, but I cut him off.

"Bella! Lock yourself in my room! Don't come out! Not till later!" I warned her. I heard the door shut and let out a small sigh, she was safe.

"You shouldn't of done that," he chitted, "Now this is going to take longer than necessary,"

"I won't let you get to her,"

"Oh, really?" He challenge, "I'll find a way,"

"You and what army?" I retorted.

Then with a smooth, unexpected movement the man was right next to me. An incisive pain started to bubble up and burn in my stomach, a warm liquid started to oz out of my body and I fell to me knees, clutching my shirt. I heard a quiet grunt as he pulled a sharp piece of metal from my body, and then sliced it onto my skin again, with more force this time.

I threw my head

I was starting to get dizzy when I heard my angel, "Edward! What happened?!" he yelled, I turned my head in the direction of her beautiful voice. She was standing in the door way, looking me up and down, she didn't approach me though, she probably thought I would crumble to the floor if she touched me.

"Bella! Go back to th--" Before I could finish my sentence something hard cudgeled into the center of my head causing my face to throttle against the cold tiled floor, where I lay motionless, trying to catch my breath. The last thing I heard was the petrified scream of my Bella, then I blacked out.

*~*~*~*Bella's POV*~*~*~*

I wondered what was taking Edward so long, I'm mean, he was only making a quick check of the house, it was a big house, but it wouldn't take more than ten minutes to search it. I started to feel something uncomfortable at the pit of my stomach, so I searched for the door.

I creaked it open, "Edward?! Are you alright?!" I asked, there was a low muffled sound then Edward called.

"Bella! Lock yourself in my room! Don't come out! Not till later!" Well, that was he doing to have to lock myself in my room?

I worried and urged myself to go down the hall, I shut the door behind when I left and carefully walked through the vast hallway. I felt uneasy, I've never felt like this when Edward was around, but there most be something else then. It couldn't have been...It wasn't! I couldn't be it, no! It's been, how many years?! More than 5 years since I've last seen him in my hospital room. Why would he return now?

I froze right outside of the kitchen entry way, I heard voices, Edward and *gulp* Phil's voices ringing through the room.

"I won't let you get to her," Aw, Edward! Get the freak out of there!!!

"Oh, really? I'll find a way," Phil sounded so sure. My stomach was doing somber sluts from how freaked out I was.

"You and what army?" I heard my defenceless Edward ask. Then a gasp. It shook me to my very core, the pained gasp. I heard someone fall to the ground and I had to see what had happened.

I took a few steps and found myself in front the most horrific, scariest, gut trenching, scene I had ever witnessed. I nearly fainted when I saw Edward on his knees, grasping to his toned chest. I did a double take before actually saying something, or scream, "Edward! What happened?!" I wanted to run to him, but the smell of blood was over powering me.

Edward opened his mouth, trying to protect me, "Bella! Go back to th--" Someone, Phil, suddenly came into view for the first time, and bashed Edward's head with a frying pan, my Edward crashed onto the floor and just, lay there, motionless.

"NO!!! EDWARD!?!?!? EDWARD!?!?!? WAKE UP!!! PLEASE!!! DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" I helplessly shrieked at his direction, but he didn't move, "EDWARD!!! OHMYGOD!!! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!! NO!!!" I didn't try to stop the endless tears that were now streaming down my face. I didn't wipe them away, or blink them from my eyes, I just stared at my true love lay in his blood that was now pooling around his body. I grabbed onto the door frame for support, I was so focused on Edward that I had nearly forgotten about Phil's presence until he spoke again.

"Why can't this be happen, Isabella? Can't you take it in? That you're going to die?" Phil, ever so calmly, walked across the room, as if he hadn't just brutally attacked Edward. I took evasive action and dashed away from this murderer. I ran to Edward Sr. office slash library slash museum and locked the door behind me. I tilted one of the many bookshelves and it came down with an ear shattering boom, blocking the door. I fumbled for somewhere to hide, anywhere, then I spotted Edward Sr.'s walk in library and museum.

I tripped and fell more then four times in my haste to get away from the near danger. I had thought about jumping out a window but there weren't any in this room and I had remembered too late. I was stuck in this room.

I ran passed a wooden office desk and started to rumage through the insides, I needed to find something to protect myself, even if I was going to die in the end.

I let out a small whistle when I got my hands a small gun that looked similar to a toy. I held it in my hands and prayed that it was loaded, I stuck it into my back pocket and hide in between a large metal table and the wall. I was well hidden, I was all the way in the corner of the large room which was filled with mountains of books and medical journals.

I stayed as quiet as possible then I heard the calm knocking on the door.

"Bella? I know you're in here," he said softly, "I'll get to you one way or another," I heard him try to open the door, but with little success. The door rattled and shook but stood it's ground and protected me for a few more seconds.

Then it crumpled to the floor, shattering into splinters.

Sorry about the ending. It wasn't where I wanted to exactly finish, but its been more than a week since I've updated.

Pce.
Keep rockin'!!!
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ok!!! I just got a review for ifurcutesitbyme acusing me of killing Edward!!! I didn't!!! How would I be able to make a sequel without one of the main charaters?!?!?!?!?!