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Chapter 11

I couldn't believe what I was doing. I always thought when reading Twilight that Bella was stupid for the risks that she took, yet here I am doing pretty much the same. It's so out of character for me, maybe it's being around the immortal so often, it could be what makes you look at life differently. So here I was following Bella, the drive was long but I managed to keep a glimpse of the truck just up ahead. Occasionally she slipped from view and my heart began to beat quicker at the thought of getting lost. Finally, the truck pulled up outside the ballet studio; Bella was reaching into her pocket for her mobile when I finally got to her.

"Bella?" she turned and the shock on her face was clearly evident.

"Laura...what...why are you here?" I was one thing that she hadn't catered into her master plan.

"To stop you from doing something really stupid,"

"You're not going to stop me,"

"You've got to realise that this isn't going to end well!" I was pleading.

"We don't know how it's going to end, remember? You decided not to purchase the last book," she punched out at me, catching the corner of my jaw. Pain rushed to my face as I stumbled backwards.

"Urgh, Bella," I groaned. I snapped my head back up; Bella had dashed inside the ballet studio. I followed. "Bella! James isn't here," I insisted.

"He has to be. Surely he would follow us here!" Bella shouted back at me and I had to agree that we were easy prey, but then again James hadn't read the books.

"I don't think he has," I took a step forward and Bella reached for her pepper spray again.

"We wait!" she insisted.

"How long until Edward gets here?" I asked. We paused, several minutes passed where all I could feel was the ache in my jaw and the pounding pulse of my heart. I was terrified. This final scene could easily alter and one of us could become seriously injured. "Come on Bella," I whined. "We could get killed!"

"No!"

"He's not going to appear," I whined.

"Why did you have to come? You've ruined everything!" She wasn't talking about the ballet studio now, she was talking about how I'd destroyed the plot and taken everything that should have been hers.

"I didn't mean to,"

"Have you ever really tried to stop things? No! Instead you've loved every minute of the attention; I've seen the way you look at him. You never tried to stop him loving you!"

"Bella, I did!"

"No, you never gave him a chance with me," she sobbed.

"I tried..."

"I love him. Yet you have never gave him a chance to love me back," tears were streaming down her face. "Don't you see, if I get bitten now. Things could change, he might see me differently!"

"I don't think it will help," I honestly didn't see how her becoming a vampire would alter Edward's feelings towards her.

"You don't know anything. All I want to do is drastically change the plot of the books," Bella was distraught.

"You are, just by being here. Let's go now!"

"No, James is going to appear soon,"

"I really don't think he will!"

"Am I not?" a voice muttered. "You girls were so easy to trace, why do I get the feeling that you wanted me to find you?" James asked taking a step closer. I looked across at Bella and suddenly she wasn't able to speak. "Well the chase was shorter than I imagined, although fighting Edward will be fantastic, once you've both being killed of course."

"No," I whispered.

"I'm sure it'll be quite the show," James held up the camera and clicked the record button. Instantly I was flung backwards off my feet, I soared through the air and found myself flying across the air. When finally my body reconnected with the floor I was winded, the air gushing from my lungs.

"See I understand how you fit in the equation. Edward loves you and you love him," James was frowning at me now. "But," he glanced at Bella. "How do you fit in?" He took a step closer to her. "Unless you love him, hmmm," James took another step closer to her.

"Bella, run!" I managed to shout. Soon she was flung in my direction, her body connecting with mine I felt a crunch in my leg and it was suddenly filled with mind numbing pain.

"Laura," Bella groaned.

"Smile for the camera," James snarled. He paused, tilting his head from one side to the next. "Now then, who next? Hmm, Shorty," he turned to Bella once more, her eyes widened beside me. "How did you know our names?" he asked. Bella was frozen; terror was clearly evident in her eyes. "You knew all three of our names back there in the field, how?" More silence. "What if I hurt your friend?" James turned to face me, in a flash pain soared through my arm.

"Urgh!" This was too much. A possible broken leg and arm, he had so far taken care not to spill any blood. "Tell him Bella!" I shouted. I saw her glance across at me.

"I-" she paused. "What will he do if he knows?" she asked. In another flash there was more and I saw blood pouring from my arm, I didn't even know how he'd cut me. We hadn't long left; James wouldn't be able to control himself round an open wound for long.

"Please Bella," I rolled over but there was simply more pain. Between the pain and Bella shouting at James I felt something next to my body, a canister of something. The pepper spray. There was one possibility. With a surge of something I can only assume as adrenaline. I grabbed it. Shoving Bella aside I sprayed at James.

"Run," I hissed and once again nudged Bella forward; she finally came to her senses and got to her feet. James was instantly throwing me across the room, this time I connected with a mirror, the shards cutting through my skin. The pain from that was nothing as seconds later his teeth were pressing through my skin like a knife on paper; venom was pumping into my blood. It looked like this was my end.

Hope you've enjoyed it. The next chapter might be in 2011. =O