A/N: So this chapter is slight shorter than the last two but still pretty long i think. Enjoy!

I could only stare in horror at the flame that now engulfed the couch. It was all I could see. My mind was spinning with questions.

Did I do that?

How did I do that?

Did I kill Aaron in the process?

And most importantly, how do I stop the fire?

Somewhere in my mind I was aware of a murmur of voices. I think one was Aaron's. I couldn't make sense of anything.

I was desperately trying to control the fire that continued to rage.

I tried to look at a random place on the wall, but the fire simply shifted.

Looked at the carpet and the fire shifted.

I decided that the couch was the most expendable thing in the house and resumed starring at it.

I became slightly aware of my name being called but I was too numb to answer and too scared to look at whoever called my name knowing I could very possibly cause their death.

Blocks of ice were placed on my arms and my forehead. They kept moving around…oh. That was probably Aaron's hands. So at least I hadn't killed him.

He started to shake me and I started to panic. The flame wasn't dying and the couch was almost gone.

The panic made the fire rage stronger and I could feel myself going out of control. I could feel the particles of fire but I could not grab onto them.

Something hard slapped me across the room.

I noticed the fire dimming before the darkness closed around me.

I was first aware of something cool probing me awake.

Then I became aware of the murmur of a voice.

And then I was aware of something covering my eyes.

Slowly, I came out of my black abyss. I understood instantly the need for the paper. Just in case the fire came back into my eyes and started burning things. After I was sure I wasn't going to set anything on fire, I slowly reached up with my left hand-Aaron was holding my rights-and removed the paper.

And immediately wished I hadn't.

Everything was swimming and it was giving me a headache.

I closed my eyes for a few minutes and waited for the rocking to subside.

When the walls stayed where they should I slowly sat up.

"What happened?"

Aaron smiled sheepishly at me before answering. "Well, I kinda had to…knock you out."

I looked at him confused. "And you had to fling me across the room to do that?"

"Well…I actually didn't mean to do that." He wasn't looking at me.

"No?"

"No. Well see, I was talking to lez on the phone, seeing if she had any idea how to stop the fire. She told me to knock you out but I didn't want to and we were arguing so I made a gesture of abruptly giving up except I didn't realize I was so close to you and…yeah…"

I stared at him for a moment before I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him.

He smiled at helped me to my feet.

I slowly walked back into the living room.

The couch was destroyed. No amount of work could make it even remotely safe for a feather. There actually wasn't much of it left. It was more like a stub. I grimaced and looked for any other damage.

There was a slight burn mark on the carpet and one on the wall but nothing that couldn't be fixed.

Ding-Dong.

I jumped and looked at Aaron in confusion.

"Pretend to be asleep. You were supposed to be home an hour ago."

I walked over to the bookcase and slumped against it as Aaron went to answer the door.

I was actually nearly asleep when my mom's hand shook me. I jumped and opened my eyes.

She smiled and helped me out to the car. Now that he had me thinking about it I was actually really tired.

It wasn't until I was nearly asleep in my own bed that I remembered what I had asked Aaron before the fire incident.

'What are you?'

And I still had no answer. Darn him.

'Bella,

I've gone looking for answers. The house is yours if you need it. Be back in a while. A long while.

Aaron'

I frowned again at the letter I had found in his dining room. I had woken up and headed over with every intent of making him talk.

He wasn't home. I thought he had gone shopping or something til I found the letter.

I had reread the letter several hundred times by now. I could probably recite it to you.

He had disappeared. No warning. No time limit. No well wishes. No nothing.

Just gone.

I didn't even have a way to contact him.

I sighed and picked up the bag I had brought over and walked out the door.

And then, very precisely, I felt him. Through the air of course. I was beginning to be able to tell who was where through their presence in the air. I couldn't always recognize them, but Aaron's I knew by heart.

And he was in the house. He hadn't gone anywhere. I was tempted to go back in, but I didn't want to tell him that I was a bit better at air control than he thought. So I headed home, scowling the whole way.

I was almost home when I felt it. Someone was watching. Or something. And it most definitely was not Aaron. This was bad. This was…what was the word? Evil, that's it.

I turned looking for the source when I felt it shift. I swung to my right and it was instantly behind me. It kept moving and I couldn't keep up. It was finally in front of me, facing away from my house. I couldn't see it but I could feel it. There was a hiss and then it was gone.

I slowly went back to the house and locked all the windows. When night time came I locked the doors before I went to bed.

I was uneasy for the rest of the day and didn't sleep well that night.

I was now headed over to Aaron's house.

I had gotten tired of Aaron ignoring me and refusing to answer the door or my phone calls so I wasn't going to wait anymore. I mean really, a week? Just put back on your stupid façade. I'll even leave you alone.

It was really cold out, but I persisted anyways. He was ruining my Christmas vacation. He was the only one, despite being in his late teens, that liked me enough to stick around and be my friend more than two weeks.

I marched up to his house and flung the door opened. I noticed that the hall was slightly lit with candles, except that they went out when I walked in. It wasn't even windy out.

I really hoped Aaron didn't have a girlfriend over. Then again…it would be cool to meet his angel.

I walked cautiously towards the living room, where more and more candles that had been lit blew out. Stupid fire occurrences.

I walked a little farther and stopped where I was. It wasn't a girlfriend, that much I could tell. It was too dark for me to see anymore than that though.

I jumped when the room was suddenly light.

Aaron had reached over and flicked a light on.

"Hey, Bella. I was wondering how long before you stormed in here." He smiled but I was too nervous to smile back.

A soft laugh turned my head towards his visitor. Panic started to set in as I recognized the girl. It most definitely was not a girlfriend. It was worse. It was a sister.

Leslie.

"You must be Bella. I've heard so much about you. Good things of course." She smiled but I couldn't manage to smile back.

I looked over at Aaron in panic. What was I supposed to say? She knew about me? Was that good or bad?

Aaron came and wrapped his arm around me as I tried to control my panic. When I didn't calm down, he kneeled down so he was at my level and gently engulfed me into a hug.

"It's okay, Bella. She won't bite. I promise."

Won't, not doesn't. But I laughed at his joke anyways-although it was slightly shaky.

He stood up and slowly led me over to his beautiful sister.

I stared at her wide-eyes. It was like meeting an angel in the flesh. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Thinking back on his photo album I realized I had been wrong. All of the were angels. The one girl was a goddess. I wonder what her name is…

Before I could react or really catch up with my brain, Leslie had grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. I was stiff at first until I realized it felt good. Natural. Like we were long-lost sisters or something.

Which made me suspicious. I mean I was glad to have met her, but when you meet someone you don't feel as if they are your good sister. A good friend maybe, but not a sister.

We talked for a while. About everything really. Except what they were. I was very careful not to hint about anything related to that. They already seemed defensive and I didn't want to go back to being ignored.

We talked about family, friends, boyfriends, crushes, vacations, food, and everything in between.

I had to leave when my dad called and said to come home.

I waved and headed out the door.

I was about a block away when I felt the same presence I had a week before. Except it was closer. I was out of sight from Aaron's house and not a car was passing by. Creepy. It wasn't even dark out.

I turned around expecting to see nothing. I froze in shock when a female stood less then two feet from me. She had reddish-brown hair. More on the brown side. She was dressed in all black that hugged her body. She was dressed as if for a fight. (Scarlett Johansson as black widow)

Before I could blink I was suddenly in an alleyway but at the corner. I could still see down the road and no one was coming as of yet.

She smiled predatorily at me as I stared at her wide-eyed. Both our heads turned to see Aaron and Leslie running down the sidewalk. They wouldn't make it. Whatever the woman was going to do I was going to die.

I didn't want to know how.

She smiled at me and started to lean in.

I was panicking and she could tell. I was trapped and I was going to die.

She put one hand on my shoulder as the other started to reach for my neck.

I closed my eyes at the first brush of her fingertips.

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