{{Charlotte's POV}}
It didn't take as long to arrive back. I was happy to be back in my own room with my own bed and shower. It wasn't exactly comfortable sleeping in trees. At least here I didn't have to be disturbed and alert by every noise.
No one was home when I opened the front door. Arianna had left when we entered Forks to check if Kayla and Andrew had come back. I wasn't sure if she was angry with them or not, but I was pretty sure they would be back. I'm sure my dad was somewhere close.
I made my way upstairs to my room. I wanted to take a shower then and sleep. I would figure out the rest later.
The water was hot and relaxing. I washed my hair and body until the water ran cold, the smell of lavender filled the bathroom. I emerged from the shower and wrapped myself in a fluffy blue towel. Now I could sleep.
I screamed as I saw a guy sitting on my bed. "Wh-what are you doing in here?" I quickly shut the door.
He heard him stumble across the room. "I'm sorry. I wasn't sure if you were really back. I didn't mean to—"
"Get out so I can change!"
I heard my bedroom door close. I waited a few more seconds before I peered back in my room. I could still hear him downstairs. I ran across the room and locked the door. What was I supposed to do?
I quickly changed and cautiously headed downstairs. There was noise coming from the kitchen along with the smell of pasta sauce. My stomach gave a loud rumble.
"Are you hungry?" The same guy poked his head out of the kitchen as stepped into the living room. I stared at him confused. "I'm Seth." The mere mention of his name made my heart jump.
"What are you doing in my house?" I asked as I stood in the doorway to the kitchen.
He turned his back to me as he continued to cook. "Your parents asked me to keep an eye on you."
"Where are they?"
"Just out taking care of some things." He gestured to the table as he pulled two plates out of the cupboard. "It's nothing you have to worry about." He set the two plates of spaghetti down on the table pushing one towards me and sat down across from me. "How was your trip?"
"I don't think you should be here," I stated looking him directly in the eye.
"Your parents trust me enough."
"I don't."
He only shrugged and started to eat. I stared at the plate before me. This was my imprint. My soul mate.
I shouldn't be afraid of him, but I was. I didn't fully trust him, but . . . .
"I promise it's not poisonous." I still didn't trust the food he had prepared. My instincts still told me to kill him; and after I attacked him earlier, I wouldn't put it past him to try to get ride of me either.
He sighed before taking a forkful off my plate and eating it. "See? Not harmful." He stood with his empty plate. "It's one of the only things I know how to make, so I'm not going to poison it seeing as I'm eating it as well." He sat down again with another plateful and stared at me.
I raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"If you don't eat, I'll force feed you."
My eyes narrowed. "You can't be serious."
"You want to take a chance?"
His eyes were unwavering but still held a playful to them. Was he serious? He made to get up. He was.
"Alright!" He stopped midway. "I can feed myself."
His mouth turned up slightly into a smile. I ate a small bit and found it to be quite good. My stomach let out a low rumble as I ate more causing me to blush and Seth to chuckle. We ate in silence until I had finished off my second plate.
"It's mid-afternoon," Seth stated. "What would you like to do?"
My first option was to sleep, but I knew I would be restless with him here.
"Can I ask a question?" He nodded. "What was I to you? You know . . . before all this memory loss happened."
"I'm not exactly sure." I frowned. "We were really good friends." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Close to dating I'd say."
"I'm sorry. It must be kind of awkward for you." He gathered his plate and stood, walking to my side to get mine.
"A little." Before I could react, he had leaned in and kissed my cheek. I instantly blushed again as it sent tingles down my spine. "But I'm okay with it." He placed the plates in the sink.
We turned towards the front door as it banged open.
"Charlotte?" I ran to see Arianna looking around with wide eyes and a worried expression. "Oh good you're here," she sighed and leaned against the doorframe.
My dad appeared behind her. "Where's Seth?" he asked.
I felt Seth come and stand behind me. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"The Volturi." I felt Seth stiffen. "They're here."
"And they're after Charlotte."