"Hi Bella!" said another teenage girl. I couldn't make out her face in the pitch black, but suddenly her head was right up close to mine, her ugly black eyes boring into my face. She took hold of my arm, and lovingly caressed the flesh. Then she turned back around.
"She's been crying." she murmured, and as her head moved, I caught sight of an army of people behind her. The door was now completely open, and as my eyes adjusted to the light, I could make out at least 20 heads of straggly hair, boring brown eyes, and thick-headed expressions. They were wedged in the opening of what seemed like a garage door. There was a lot of light behind them, which poked through at me in little spurts. At once, they began to make clucking sounds, like sheep.
"Ooh! It must be cold" "Ooh, Bella, are you cold." Some began to giggle. I heard one turn to her friend and say "I just love saying that name! Bella! Bella" Her friend shushed her with a dainty slap. The black-eyed girl turned back to me, put her hand to remove the rotten scarf from my mouth, and then thought better of it. She took a step back, and a red-haired girl came forward, looking as thick and dull as the rest of them.
"Bella. Do you want to know where Edward is?" I nodded my head vigorously, the ends of the scarf flapping. So they'd taken Edward too! Those nasty girls. Maybe if they told me where he was, I could get them to bring him to me. If he just saw this scarf in my mouth, and me all tied up, I knew he would save me.
A couple more girls made cooing noises, and then a small channel opened up in the sea of teenage females. They fell completely silent, scattering seemingly without provocation to the sides of the doorway.
Someone was walking towards me, through the middle of the sea of girls. She was stooped over, and she walked very slowly as though she had a heavy load. From my vantage point, I could only see the top of her head.
As she got closer, I could see the girls, reaching forward one at a time, to touch something that seemed to be on the floor behind her. The thing made a scraping noise as it was dragged, until finally I caught sight of a tuft of golden hair.
A fat stone dropped in my stomach. It was Edward! They were carrying Edward across the floor! Why wasn't he complaining? Why didn't he get up and punch them? As the girl walked, a procession formed behind her, and as she moved Edward to rest next to me on the cold floor, the girls followed her, until they formed a circle around me and Edward. I looked over at my beloved fiancé, only to find a lifeless doll.