Chapter 6

Bella's POV

No Worries...

When I got, Renee was a bitching-spree. She was pissed that I had left without a her permission, I didn't respond to any of her threats or comments. I wasn't thinking about her sorry ass, I had more troubles than she can imagine. Now that I was back in my house, I was more skittish than ever. That guy, whoever he was, knew where I lived, who I was, and obviously he wanted me dead.

For the first time in a very long time, I wished Charlie was here. I wished for his comforting gaze and touch. I missed him.

After Renee had left, warning me as she left that if I left again, I'd have all hell to pay, I locked all the doors and shut all the blinds.

I went up to my room and took and one look at my room, and I knew; someone had been here, in my room. My bed was roused more than it was when I left, my window was open, my drawers were open and my clothes from within them were all over the floor. I took a deep breath and slid down the back of my door. Selena crawled over to me and curled up in my lap, purring and meowing. I pulled her closer and pat her head over and over again, trying to calm down as much as possible before I called someone.

After I did, I called Edward, I told him what I found and that I was alone. He told me he was on his way, and that he was going to spend the night with me and we'd go to school tomorrow together. I left the room as it was and sat in the living room, waiting on Edward and debating if I should or shouldn't call Charlie and tell him what was going on.

He probably already changed his number... I thought dialing the old numbers into my phone. The last time I had spoken to him on this number, was at his work and it was seven years ago.

I pressed call...it rang three times before a female answered. "Phoenix, Arizona Police station, what's your emergency?"

I chocked some oxygen before I answered. "Um...is Officer Swan there?" I asked biting my nail as I watched out the blinds, searching for Edward's Volvo headlights.

"He just signed out and went home. Can I take a message?" she asked, I could hear the paper crinkle and the pen click as she got ready to write my message down.

I sighed and shook my head. "No...he probably wouldn't call me back...is there anyway that you could give me his home phone number?" I asked hopefully.

"Are you family?" she asked professionally.

"Sort of...I'm his daughter, we just don't live together..."

"What's your name?" she asked and it sounded like she had another piece of paper out.

"Isabella Swan. Why?" I asked and she sighed deeply.

"Of course Charlie would call you back, Bella. He misses you, you know?" she said and it sounded like she was smiling. "I can give you his number, you are on the list."

I grinned for the first time I had came home. She told me the number and I wrote them down immediately. "Thank you...?"

"You can just call me Janice..." she said.

"Thank you, Janice, I'll make sure to tell Charlie to be extra easy on you."

She laughed and said her goodbyes and hung up. I did so as well, but didn't call Charlie as soon as I hung up. I thinking I should wait on Edward to get here, so I knew that I wasn't alone. I didn't want to be alone when I call my father and just break down over the phone.

Fifteen minutes after I had hung up with Janice, Edward pulled up. As fast as he possibly could, he cut the engine, grabbed his bag and ran to the front door. Before he could knock, I opened the door and launched myself into his arms. He dropped his bag at the foot of the door and wrapped his arms around me. Carefully, he walked with me inside and closed the door behind us. He held me up and walked us over to the couch. He sat us down and I was laying in his lap.

I was embarrassed by my behavior, but I needed someone to just hold me and make me feel safe. I sniffled and ran my fingers through his hair; his breath hitched a little bit before he did the same to me. I felt my eyes roll back into my head as I closed them, I loved his fingers. He could play in my hair all day, and I would always be calm and half-asleep.

After a few minutes, I pulled back and looked at him. I felt my stomach do aerials. I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Edward. You didn't have to come and stay. I'm glad you're here."

He smiled and turned a little pink before softly kissing my forehead. "You're welcome, Bella. What's with the phone?" he asked as he saw my death grip on my phone.

I sighed, pulling myself from his lap, sitting next to him and snuggling up to him. "Nothing...I was just about to call Charlie, my father. I think he would know what to do with this situation." I said dialing I the number Janice had given me. "What do you think?" I asked looking at Edward, only to find him mesmerized; he was staring above my head. "What?"

He got up and picked up a picture. I rose with him and walked over to him, I looked at the picture and sighed. "Is this her? He asked looking at the picture.

I nodded and looked away from the picture. It was taken three weeks before Reneesme's death. We were both covered in flour and cupcake batter. Nessie had the most because she thought it looked funny to have white powder all over her face. Renee had taken the picture while Charlie was on the floor having a laughing fit. "Yeah, that's her." I whispered making up my mind right then and there.

I pressed send and walked into the kitchen, listening to it ring. It rang twice before a younger female answered. "Hello...?"

I cleared my throat. "Hey, is Charlie there?"

The little girl took a deep breath. "May I ask who is calling?" she sounded like she was about five or six-years-old.

I smiled. "Can you tell him it's Isabella, please?" I said in a sweet little voice.

"Ok, hold on..." I heard her carefully put the receiver down and I heard her squeal real loud. "DADDYYYYYY!"

I stifled a laugh as she kept on saying 'Daddy' over and over again. She reminded me of Reneesme in some way.

Finally, I heard a deeper voice come towards the phone. "Thank you, Izzy! Go run and play with your sister..." his voice trailed off before he answered the phone. "Hello?"

I took a deep breath before letting it out. "Cute kid. She reminds me of someone we all use to know..." I said sitting down at the table and blinked back the tears.

"Who is this?" he asked and I could hear his footsteps as he walked across the floor.

"It's me, Isabella..." I said biting my nails and looking out the window.

"B-Bella?" he stuttered, then went quiet. I heard a door close and then chair creak. "What's wrong?"

"Does anything have to be wrong for me to call my father?" I asked keeping our conversation light for the first few words.

"Of course not, but I haven't spoken to you in-"

"Seven years, I know." I cut him off. "Well, there is something wrong, and I'm glad you're alone. Because this could make you freak out a little." I warned gripping Edward's hand when he offered it and he sat across from me.

"What is it, Bella?" Charlie asked in a quiet tone.

I took a deep breath and looked down at the table. "It's Nessie, Dad." I heard him take a sharp intake of breath. "Last night, I got a envelope in the mail with no writing on it, but her initials. Inside, was pictures of her...body before anybody had found her." I stopped and wiped my eyes, Edward squeezed my hand, making sure I was ok. I nodded. "That's not all. Dad. There was a note inside with them. It was a threat, I would think..."

"What did it say?" Charlie asked his voice hoarse.

I sighed deeply. "It said You're going to be next Isabella..." I whispered fearing someone that I didn't want to would hear me. "This guy, he's been inside my house and in my room, he was outside our house just staring at the tire swing, then he looked up at my window and I could have sworn he had seen me!" I stopped and caught myself from breaking down. "I'm really scared, Dad."

"I know, baby girl." he said in a hushed tone. "Does your mother know about this?"

I sighed. "No! She won't listen! She doesn't care, Dad! I've already proven that!"

He sighed and stayed quiet for a few seconds. "Have you checked your mailbox today?" he asked.

I jumped from my seat. "No!" I walked over to my door and threw it open.

Edward caught me before I could throw myself outside in the freezing cold. "Where are you going?" he asked holding me around my waist.

"I need to go check the mailbox to see if there's anything in it!" I tried wiggling free from his grip.

"I'll check it! You're the one who is in danger!" he said running outside and towards the box at the side of the road,

"Bella?" charlie asked quietly. "Who was that?"

"No one. Just a friend of mine. He's staying with me till Renee gets home...and till I know I am safe," I said and almost stopped breathing when Edward came back with an envelope. "Oh shit..." I muttered quietly and reached for it.

Instead Edward grabbed the phone from me and walked into the kitchen. "Hi, Mr. Swan?" he asked sitting down and opening the envelope and pouring out the contents. "My name is Edward Cullen, Carlisle and Esme Cullens son. I think you remember them, right?"

I stopped and looked at the table, I opened my mouth to cry but it didn't come out. There were more pictures, much more gruesome...her body when he had sliced it...her glassy dark golden brown eyes...the blood covered leaves that rounded her body...her mouth agape in a silent scream of horror...

I couldn't look at them anymore. Instead I walked over to Edward and layed my head on his knees. I listen to his voice as he told Charlie what he knew, what he had just found and he was thinking they should do. I listen to his calm soothing voice and let my eyes flutter close as his fingers ran across my scalp.

A few minutes later, Edward handed me the phone and lifted me up into his lap. I smiled gratefully and put the phone to my ear. "Dad?" I answered leaning my head on Edward's shoulder.

"Bella, I'm going to be coming up there within the next two weeks, ok? It is very important that you keep me updated as mush as possible and do not tell your mother, ok?" he said briefly.

I puled up my head a fraction. "You're coming here?"

"Yes, but in the next few weeks, I have a few things here to clear up before then."

"Ok..." I yawned laying my head back on Edward's shoulder. "That sounds good Dad."

"Ok sweety, I'm going to have to let you go. The girls made spaghetti and can't wait till I try it."

I sighed and nodded. "Ok, Dad, I guess I'll talk to you later...night Dad."

I hung up without letting him say anything else. I wrapped my arms around Edward and just held him close to me. I smiled against his shoulder when he picked me up and we started up the stairs. I clung to him even tighter when he tried to put me on my bed, without him.

I heard him chuckle, before pulling my hands from him. He pulled off my socks and shoes, then pulled off his own. He then slid into bed with me and pulled the covers over us. I snuggled into his warm body and he wrapped his arms around me and kept me safe. Within minutes, I was dead to the world and knew I didn't have anything to worry about. I was safe...