The second the door was closed, I threw myself at Rosalie, squeezing her tight. I didn't think I'd ever felt this much relief to see her face. I thought she was going to push me away, but to my surprise, she gave me a slight squeeze in return.

When I drew away from her, I opened my mouth to speak, but she seemed to predict that move because she put her hand over my mouth before any sound could come out. She gestured to her ears.

"They can hear." She mouthed silently. She turned the faucet of the sink so that water spilled out into the basin. To make Samuel believe my story.

I wanted to spill everything out, to tell her everything, but she wouldn't understand me. So, as quickly as I could, I took out a pen I had in my bag and grabbed some paper towels from a nearby dispenser, and wrote as detailed as possible in such a short time:

Samuel is trying to take me to the Volturi. They want me for my powers. He threatened to kill you and your family if I didn't go with him. The only way I could get you to not follow was to make you believe I didn't want to be here anymore. I'm so sorry...He's got an army from the Volturi here to eliminate you if something goes wrong. Please don't put yourselves in danger for me.

Rosalie read the message, and then she looked at me. Then she held her hand out for the pen. I gave it to her, and right away she began scribbling at high-speed. She was done in a second. I leaned over, reading her surprisingly neat handwriting:

Bella, no matter what happens, you will always be in our family, and we protect family. Don't worry about it. We have everything under control. You will not be going to Italy with this Samuel.

That's all she wrote. I looked at her, blinking and confused. I could feel my eyebrows furrow together.

"How?" I mouthed.

She just shook her head and put a hand on my shoulder. We stood for a silent moment before she nodded her head towards the door and dipped her head once as an ok. I was still scared, but Rosalie seemed so calm. I knew that Rosalie would be the first one to object to something like this because she would never endanger Emmett, so it was hard not to trust her.

Before I turned to go, her body blurred for a moment, and then there was something new on the paper:

Be calm. They can't find out.

I nodded and went for the door. I looked back at her one more time, and she just stood there in all her beauty. She was even more beautiful with her new brown eyes. I sighed and exited the bathroom to join my captor once again.