Previously:
I spun around, my heart beating out of my chest to once again look into the eyes of the god. I backed away from him, only to bump into the paramedic, causing me to spin around once again. I felt trapped, with people surrounding me everywhere, trying to grab me.
I fell back into memories, and suddenly I was back there, back with him, and panicked again.
And then, I did the only thing I knew how to do. I ran.
BPOV:
I ran as fast as I could down the street, ignoring the sounds of turmoil behind me. I darted across a busy street, cars screeching to a halt and honking behind me. I ran despite the throbbing from my head, and kept running even when my legs were screaming in pain and my lungs burning. I kept running until I literally collapsed.
It was only then that I decided that it would perhaps be a good idea to figure out where the fuck I was.
I took a couple deep breaths, and then slowly lifted my head and looked around me. I was surrounded by….grass. Grass, trees, flowers, stuff like that. It was confusing to say the least…I mean, I live in a city, this shit is supposed to be in the country, right?
"Parks. Cities have parks, where inhabitants go to pretend they aren't surrounded by concrete. Got it," I thought.
I started doing some calculations in my head, and then estimated that I had run roughly 4 miles in about 35 or 40 minutes. Not too bad.
Gonna be a bitch to get back though, especially since it smelled like rain. I sighed, rather loudly, and then turned and started retracing my steps back to my side of town.
I had missed out on a bed in the shelter tonight, and so now the question was were to go to get out of the rain.
I ran through some options, trying to figure what would be A.) closest and B.) not too crowded. I finally decided to try to find a bus depot. A lot of times I could crash in the bathroom there and get at least a couple of hours of uninterrupted rest.
After about another 20 minutes, thunder rumbled, lightning lit up the streets, and the sky opened up.
Fucking Awesome.
EPOV:
I hated clubs. Not like boo, I'm tired and don't want to go out tonight, I fucking hate clubs. They are loud, crowded, and some skank always ends up hanging on me. It's like I have a neon sign above my head blinking: "COME FUCK ME!"
Fuck my life.
Alice knows this, and yet she still convinced me to come along.
"Edward, I never get to see you anymore, we are both busy with our separate lives, and I feel like we are growing apart! I don't want that!"
Those words, along with large eyes and a pouty lip were my undoing every time. And she fucking knew that too. Sometimes being a twin sucks ass.
So here I am, sitting at the bar attempting to stomach the cheap bear and trying to ignore the chaos around me. Alice and her boyfriend, Jasper, were supposed to meet me 20 minutes ago.
What a surprise, I'm here by myself waiting. Alice probably made him change his outfit like ten times.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love my baby sister. She is my ray of sunshine in an otherwise dull and structured existence. She runs a very successful clothing store downtown, and she designs everything that she sells on her own. This being said, she always insists that whoever she is seen with be as fashionably dressed as she, hence the extra hour getting ready most of the time.
I sighed, looking down at my outfit - a black button-down with the top two buttons undone, and some dark wash jeans. Far from my usual attire of ridiculously expensive suites, and definitely not Alice approved. Oh, well.
I head a booming voice at the door, and took that as my cue to look around.
Sure enough, a great hulking figure was waving enthusiastically in my direction, and already headed over towards me. The funny part was that the crowd parted like the Red Sea in front of him. Being 6'6'' has its perks. Not that he is tall, no he is HUGE all around, muscle on top of bulging muscle.
I braced myself as he reached me, and sure enough he clapped me on the back, causing me to lurch forward. Dude is strong as shit.
"Yo Eddie! My man! It's been forever! Whatsup?" he asked enthusiastically, barely breaking for breath before yelling for another beer for him and me.
"Emmett, shut up!" A voice said behind him. Emmett groaned, but was otherwise silent.
"Can you say whipped?" I thought to myself, wondering why he let her walk all over him.
"Hello, Edward," the voice continued, "Nice to see you out and about."
"Rose," was my stoic reply.
Rose was Emmett's fiancé, how an oaf like him managed to land a bombshell like that is beyond me. Rose is tall, blonde, and beautiful. She models, and lately has been doing a lot of work with Alice and her work at the shop. Jasper is her brother, and she introduced him and Alice.
The ironic thing is that Alice and I grew up with Emmett, so it was full circle, everyone is together and happy. Everyone, that is, except me. Playing fifth wheel with your sister and best friend is…well, not fun.
Finally, my ray of sunshine herself arrived, dragging a smirking Jasper behind her. Alice danced her way over to me, her personality just exuding from her, leaving everyone in her wake smiling and energized.
Jasper rounded her out perfectly, oozing calm wherever he was, taking it in and thinking before acting, and able to rein her in as well. Usually.
They arrived at the bar, and ordered drinks as well. We were talking and catching up for about an hour, and then it happened. She came in.
"Yo, I'm gonna go get a smoke," I said, despite the fact that I had quit a long time ago, casually getting up and trying to fly under the radar. No such luck.
"Eddie!" the nasally voice wailed, and I turned to see the fake red head headed over to me.
"Fuck fuck fuckity fuck!" I cursed, and then cursed myself again silently for actually saying that out loud.
I heard Emmett choke on his drink in laughter, followed the distinct sound of a smack, and Emmett groaning.
"Eddie, I missed you baby!" she said as she reached up, making a huge show of pulling me down and kissing me right on the lips.
"Kate," I greeted, and attempted to blow her off at the same time. "I was just headed out for a smoke, want to join me?" I asked, knowing she found the habit repulsive. Hence the reason I started, actually.
"Ummm, no, but give me a shout when you come back in, OK baby?"
"Sure," I replied while walking away.
"Edward, wait up!" I heard, and saw the rest of my group following me. I smiled, no matter how much shit they gave me for smoking, they didn't want me to be alone.
As I opened the door, I heard a sickening thud, and a howl of pain.
"What the fuck?" I exclaimed, opening the door further to take in the scene in front of me. There was a girl with blood on her hair laying face down to my right, and a guy howling in pain and holding his nose in front of me.
I sent Rose to get help, and Alice over to the girl, while I went over to the man.
"Are you OK?" I asked him, attempting to examine his face underneath his hands.
"Stupid bitch, you broke my fucking nose!" he screamed, and attempted to lunge at the girl still laying on the ground. I quickly stopped him, and was then saved from further confrontation by the arrival of the paramedics.
When one paramedic came over to look at this dude, I walked over to check on my sister and the girl with her. As I got closer, I saw the girl on the ground get up, and sway. Realizing that she was about to fall, I quickly stepped over and caught her. I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, but I looked further. Her skin was dirty, but underneath it was a beautiful pale, with rosy cheeks. She had perfectly lush lips, and I found myself longing to kiss her.
I mentally composed myself, and then she opened her eyes, and I was once again enraptured, drowning in two pools of chocolate. Shaking myself once again, I asked her if she was OK.
No response. I looked up questioningly at the paramedic, and he took over, examining her head and trying to convince her to come to the hospital. She backed up right into me, seemingly frightened by his suggestion.
She was shivering, so I started rubbing her arms, trying to warm her up and reassure her at the same time. She stiffened, and then spun around to face me, backing up into the paramedic. I saw panic in here eyes, sheer terror, the likes of which I had never seen before.
And then she took off, running out of the alley and across the street. And I stood there, dumbly watching a possibly concussed women run away into the night.
"Bella! Stop! Bella!" I heard the paramedic screaming, attempting to follow her, but it was useless. She was gone.
Bella. A name as beautiful as her.