Hi everyone. I know I have been MIA on this story for awhile along with my other stories and I am sorry for that. Over the past year I had very troubling news and lost my motivation to write, but now I am starting to get my motivation back and I will be slowly updating my stories. It will take awhile for me to update them but if you give me time I will keep updating them. Once again sorry for the wait. This is a short chapter just to let you know. I do not own Twilight only my OCs.
I let out a sigh at the scene before me. Zoey was shouting and throwing stuff at Alice. I tried to ignore the headache that was coming, but it didn't work.
I still can't believe that I let Zoey drag me along so I could watch the fight between her and Alice. I'm just happy she let me open up the rest of my Christmas presents before dragging me here.
Zoey just walked right on in and started arguing with Alice saying she had dibs first since she is my sister-in-law. I'm just happy that Zoey is throwing non-breakable items.
"I don't care what you say I am going to plan her wedding", said Zoey throwing a pillow. I swear that was the tenth time she said that.
"But I never get to do this stuff", said Alice.
"Liar you helped plan my wedding", said Zoey.
"But I want to plan Carrie's, she's only going to get married once", said Alice.
"I don't care, you live forever so you can plan as many weddings as you want", said Zoey trying to find another pillow to throw.
"You aren't going to listen to a word I say are you", said Alice.
"Nope", said Zoey throwing a pillow.
"Fine then can I help plan the wedding", said Alice. Zoey stopped mid-throw of a pillow.
"Fine, but I pick out her dress", said Zoey while putting down the pillow she had. Alice just smiled and walked away.
"I knew you would see things my way sooner or later", said Alice as she left the room. I let out a sigh and got up from the couch.
"Well you two can talk about the wedding and I am going to go and talk with Paul", I said heading for the door. They both ignored me already engrossed in some plans for my wedding. One would think that I would want to plan it, but no. I only really want to pick out my wedding dress. I got into my car and headed to Paul's place.
It didn't take long for me to get there. I went to the door and knocked. I know the rest of the pack don't even bother to knock, but I still think you should. When Paul answered I saw a tired look on his face, but it disappeared when he saw me.
"Hey", I said smiling at him.
"Hey", said Paul as he pulled me into a kiss. When we broke apart I saw bags under his eyes.
"Are you tired, cause I can come back later", I said. I didn't want to make him stay up if he wanted to sleep.
"No, I'm fine", he said smiling.
"Just got off patrol", I said still looking at the bags under his eyes.
"Yeah, but I'm fine", he said. I dropped it after that, because I don't think he would let me leave to let him get some sleep.
"So how has your day been so far?" asked Paul as we went to sit on his couch.
"Stressful. Zoey dragged me along just so I could watch the argument between her and Alice", I said.
"Was it fun?" asked Paul.
"Not really. I was a little worried in case Zoey broke something of theirs", I said.
"You want to watch something?" asked Paul turning on his tv.
"Sure, but I want to pick", I said taking the remote from him. I started scanning channels looking for something I knew Paul thought was boring. I know it may sound mean, but I want it to bore him so he'll get some sleep. I know he won't willingly sleep while I'm here and he won't let me leave so he can get some sleep. I finally decided on a show on the food channel. It was a cake decorating competition and I knew Paul found this boring.
Not even five minutes into the show Paul had fallen asleep and his head was on my lap. I smiled as I looked at him, then I realized my plan backfired slightly. I couldn't leave without waking him up. I sighed and grabbed my cell phone trying not to wake him up. I called Sam's place.
"Hello", said Emily.
"Hey Emily, I don't think I'll be coming home soon", I said.
"Why not?' she asked.
"After Zoey's argument with Alice I went to see Paul, but he looked dead tired so I tricked him into falling asleep. When he fell asleep his head ended up in my lap and I can't move without waking him up", I said.
"Okay, I'll let Sam know", said Emily.
"Thanks", I said before hanging up. I watched show for a few minutes. I felt my eyelids fell heavy. I guess Paul's not the only one who finds this boring. That was the last thought I had before I fell asleep.
My dream was odd. I was on the beach in this white dress and I was barefoot. I walked around and saw that I was the only one around. I walked along the shore watching the waves rock back and forth. I heard the sand give way behind me and turned around. When I did I immediately wished I hadn't. There a few feet from me was the vampire that put me in a coma.
"You're dead", I said scared with what I was seeing. He just smiled and took a step towards me.
"How can I possibly be dead if I'm right here", he said in a taunting voice.
"No the Cullens and Jake killed you", I said my voice shaking slightly. How the hell is this possible? He was killed I know for a fact he was. Alice had told me they made sure he was dead and had told me he was by himself. So he had no one to help him. He was suddenly in front of me with a hand around my throat.
"Well I'm alive and I'm here to finish what I started", he said. He raised his other hand ready to strike me. Just as his hand was about to come in contact with my face I screamed.
I shot up from the couch screaming. I surprised the hell out of Kim. Honestly I was too scared to even ask why she was here and Paul wasn't. I curled up into a ball and started to cry. That dream had scared the hell out of me.
"Carrie, what's wrong?" asked Kim as she came over to me. I ignored her and just kept crying. I don't think I could have answered Kim if I wanted to. It was like my brain my just telling me to cry and that was it.
Kim pulled her phone out and called a number.
"Emily, is Paul there? He needs to get over here now", said Kim. Kim was quiet for a minute.
"I don't know. She just woke up screaming and I can't get her to talk to me. She's just crying. I'm trying to get her to calm down, but it's like she can't hear me. Emily just get Paul here as fast as you can", said Kim. She hung up after that.
"Carrie, Paul is going to be here soon. He's on patrol right now, but Emily is having someone get him, okay", she said. I just kept crying. It was so weird that I couldn't stop crying for a second to respond to what Kim said.
In less than five minutes the front door was slammed opened and Paul was in front of me in an instant. Jared came in the room a few seconds later.
"Carrie, baby calm down", said Paul as he pulled me to his chest. I stopped sobbing, but the tears were still running down my face. Jared looked at me for a minute.
"I think she's having a panic attack", he said. Paul pulled me closer to his chest.
"Carrie you need to calm down. It was just a dream", said Paul running his fingers through my hair. I just kept crying and hanging on to Paul like my life depended on it. I was briefly aware that Kim and Jared had left.
After who knows how long I was finally able to calm down and my crying had stopped. Paul and I just sat there like that for awhile until he broke the silence.
"Carrie what was that about?" asked Paul. I just shook my head and hid my face in the crook of his neck.
"Carrie please tell me", begged Paul.
"Just a very very bad dream", I said quietly. I heard Paul let out a sigh.
"About what?" he asked.
"It was about the vampire that tried to kill me", I said. I felt Paul tense and shake slightly. I knew he hated what had happened to me. Zoey had told me that while I was in a coma Paul was acting like the walking dead. So that was a topic we avoided at all costs.
"He was back and had said that he was going to finish what he had started", I said. Paul's grip on my tightened considerably when I said that.
"Carrie, that leach is dead. He is never going to get you", said Paul rubbing my back.
"I know, but it still scared me. It seemed so real", I said. Paul then picked me up bridal style and headed to a room in the back of his house.
"You're staying the night", he said. I just nodded still a little shaken up from the dream.
Paul opened a door to a room which I had to guess was his. He gently laid me on the bed before getting in next to me. He wrapped his arms around me in a protective gesture as I rested my head on his chest. I guess crying made me tired because I could soon feel my eyes getting heavy.
So I ended up falling asleep listening to the soothing rhythm of Paul's heartbeat.
I woke up the next morning feeling slightly better. That dream still freaked me out. I felt a weight around my waist and saw it was Paul's arm. I turned over and looked at Paul. He was asleep but he had a tired look in his face.
I gently moved his arm so I could get up to use the restroom. After I did my business I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw I looked like shit. I had dark bags under my eyes and my hair looked like a mess.
I turned the faucet on and splashed some water on my face hoping that might make me feel better. I looked back at my reflection and my blood ran cold. The vampire that tried to kill me was standing behind me.
I turned around but to my shock there was no one behind me. I quickly left the bathroom and looked around Paul's house. The house was empty besides Paul and me. I knew I had seen the vampire; it had not been a part of my imagination. I made my way back to Paul's bed feeling worse than before. I got into bed and cuddled close to Paul.
Paul woke up when I got back into bed and looked at me with concern. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me even closer to his chest.
"You okay babe?" he asked in groggy voice. I nodded not trusting my voice after what I just saw. He closed his eyes and fell back asleep.
I rest my head against Paul's chest and tried to ignore the feeling in my gut that was telling me that this wasn't over, not by a long shot.