Third chapter! Ta da!

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At first I didn't notice it. I was to busy looking around at the meadow surrounding me. Waves of pain coursed through my body. And I realized with dread that this was no ordinary meadow. It was his meadow.

I don't know what hurt worse. The memories that flooded through me or the pain of realizing I didn't remember the memories that well. It seemed like such a long time ago. My legs crumbled below me and I fell to the ground, crying.

I had come all this way for nothing. I didn't know which way I had come. I was lost, hungry and cold. Surely, I would die here.

Then, a flash of light caught my eyes. Slowly, I turned my head to the left.

And there it was again. That flash of light. It was coming from the other side of the meadow. Brighter and more pronounced than before. How had I missed that?

I took a deep breathe. Lifting my arms inch by inch. Then, my torso and my legs.

My legs burned with a passion as I took a step toward the ostentatious object. Each step seemed to hurt worse. And I swore my legs had gotten frost bite. Yet, still I drove myself to keep going.

Finally, I made it to my destination. A tree on the far side of the meadow. Were the shinning seemed to begin at.

I crouched down, squinting. And there, glinting in the sun was a little jewel. It was the same size and shape of a small sugar cube. I realized. Except this little cube was clear and the color of sky blue, instead of white. And in the middle of it was a darker blue ribbon that seemed to swirl around. Unique...and...Beautiful.

I reached down to touch it, but then it changed. It began to shake and tremble. Moving around insanely. Then, it began to lift in the air. Higher and higher. Until it reached six feet or so and stop. I stood up, shocked. What kind of rock flouted in mid air?

I looked at it as it started to shake again.

Little bursts of air seemed to be coming from it. At first barely even a breeze. Then, with every breath of air, it got stronger and stronger. Tell leaves swirled in it's mercy. Trees bent in its will. Yet, still I stood. Perfectly balanced as I would ever be.

I reached out to grab it. To touch it with my finger.

Suddenly the air around me seemed to affect me, too. I was thrown into a near by tree and knocked unconscious.

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I looked out at the stars. They looked back at me sadly.

Since, what my family called 'the incident' I was on house arrest. Though, I don't think that covered it completely. All windows were nailed shut, crookedly, by Charlie before I even got home from the hospital. They had installed an alarm at the door with a password. And they attached a bell to my door so they knew when I left my room. House arrest didn't seem like a big enough expression.

I sighed and fingered the little blue stone around my neck.

I had found it when I had gotten home from the hospital, again. Though, I didn't know who had brought it. And I didn't dare ask about it. Renee was already in denial from when I asked how they found me. She had said I was only fifteen minutes from the house. And she thought I was the crazy one?

So I had simply worn it under my shirt, which wasn't too hard considering when I found it on my bed it was attached to a golden chain. And stayed quiet. Who was I to add more drama to my already drama filled life.

Sighing for the one millionth time that day I finished packing my books in the little box. It had been two weeks since I had 'run away'. My hands had healed. The only reminder that it had happened was the small pink lines on my hand where the cuts had been. Tomorrow Renee would be taking me to the asylum. Or mental institution for the mentally unable as Charlie had called it.

My alarm clock flashed twelve a.m. It was time for me to go to bed. I needed to be prepared for tomorrow.

Screech. Screech.

What the hell?

Scratch. Scratch.

What was that? I got out of bed. The sound was coming from my...window?

With wide, fearful eyes I looked out my window. I jumped back, yelping. There was something outside. Or should I say someone?

I started backing up when...

Crash!

The silence was broken by the sound of glass shattering in the air. And someone was screaming? Oh, that was me.

The figure jumped on me. Putting his hand over my mouth, completely cutting off my air supply.

"Shut up! Will you?" the figure hissed.

I was about to do the only thing I could think of, which was to lick whomever was holding me downs hand, when he stiffened. I understood why. The sound of a door slamming open and running feet. "BELLA!"

The figure jumped off of me and into the closet. I sat stunned for only a couple seconds before I jumped back into bed.

"Bella? Are you okay?" Renee asked opening my door.

I sat up. "Yeah. What are you doing in here?" WHAT THE HELL WAS I DOING? WASN'T I SUPPOSED TO TELL MY MOM WHEN SOMEONE BREAKS IN?

"I don't know. I thought I heard something." By the look in her eyes I could tell she wasn't fully awake.

"Maybe you're dreaming." I told her. OKAY! WHY AM I NOT TELLING HER?

"Yeah, maybe." She said, turning around and leaving. Not looking once at my now shattered window. I almost felt bad that I had lied to her. Almost.

She closed the door and I sighed.

"Thanks for not bustin' me out. You just seem like one of those goody two shoes." A voice came from my closet. I jumped. I had almost forgotten he was here.

"Who are you and what do you want?" I whisper/yelled at the figure, who was walking closer to the door. Then, the lights turned on. That's what he was doing.

We both gasped. The intruder was a boy. Which I really should have guessed from his masculine voice. He was tall and lean. Standing at probably 5'9. And he had some muscle. More so than most boys in school. But, less than the boys from the reservation. Definatly.

But, it was not that that made me gasp. It was his face. He had the same boring brown eyes I had. Only he seamed to make it work. And his hair was the same color as mine. Swept back around his head. Bangs in his eyes. The blush that was always a prominent feature on my face lighted up his as well. It was as if he were my twin. Was he my twin?

And, and on his neck sat another little sugar cube. Exactly like mine! Only, only his was a light red and then a darker red ribbon flouting in the middle, and instead of a gold chain his was silver.

Renee and Charlie had never mentioned a twin to me. They would have, wouldn't they?

I got up and walked over to him.

He was wearing the same shocked expression that I was sure covered my face. I lifted left hand up and he did, too. I could touch him. Did that mean this was all real.

"My god," He muttered.

"Who are you?" I replied.

He flashed me a brilliant smile that only seemed to make his hansom features livelier. "They all want to know." He stated smugly. Then, he sighed, "The names Zeke. Zeke Kingsley. And you're Bella Swan? Right?"

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