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-----Bella-----

Edward said something but I didn't catch it. A person passed by my hospital room door. For some reason, it struck up fear in my chest. As he passed by the window on the door, he looked straight at me and smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. It was one of those mocking faces. Jasper came through the door and Edward exited. Jasper hugged me.

"I am relieved that you are okay," he told me as he sat down. I looked away from the window because the figure moved on and Jasper and I talked for a little bit.

-----Out Of The Hospital (Bella lives with Alice, also)-----

Ever since I saw that man outside of my hospital room door, I feel like something is going to turn suddenly wrong. I was in my room that Carlisle and Esme willingly gave me. I was scribing in my journal. There was a knock on my door and before I could answer, Alice barged in. She jumped on my bed and I quickly put away my journal before she had a chance to see it.

"Can we go shopping?" she asked sweetly which was unusual. "Please?" She gave me puppy dog eyes and I couldn't say no. Once I said yes, she pulled me by the arm and we went into the garage.

"Who's gunna drive us?" I asked quietly.

"I'm going to drive us." My eyes went wide when I found out what she had in mind. There was a green motorcycle. She threw me a helmet that matched the bike and put one on herself. She hoped on the bike and waited me to join her.

"Your only fourteen," I squeaked. "Your not suppose to drive."

She smirked. "Come on, Bella. Have some adventure!" I didn't want any adventure but I hoped on the bike behind Alice and she zoomed off.

Alice was dragging me to every store possible. My feet were starting to get tired and I felt like I was on the verge of dying. There was a bench outside the store Alice wanted to go into. Somehow, someway, I got her to let me stay outside and rest. She entered the store and I sat happily down. I was looking at all the people passing by when a man caught my eye. I could tell it was the same man I saw in the hospital. I was sure of it. He had long dark hair, his face was white like mine. He wore a dark cloak that covered him and he was looking at me. A smirk was playing on his face. He watched me with eyes of amusement and cockiness. My heart stopped beating and I knew that this wasn't going to be any good.

Alice came out and we drove home with tons of bags. It was difficult to find places to put them on a motorcycle. I went up to my room and locked it. I didn't want anybody to come in right now. I felt like being alone. I turned on my computer and suddenly an instant message came up. I opened it. My heart was beating twice as fast and I could feel sweat start to swell up. It was from a user I did not know.

I know what you did to him. And now your going to pay. Thoughts were going through my head at a thousand miles per hour. The person sent another one. Don't think you can runaway from me, as well. I watch you every second. I watch when you breathe. I watch you as you sleep. I'm watching you right now. That did it. I freaked out. I looked from side to side in my room and out my window. I saw nothing out of the ordinary but before that, I had been feeling like I was watched. Yes. Your scared, aren't you? Good. You should be. See you soon. And then the unknown user signed off.

Tears went streaming down my face and I couldn't make them stop. My body was aching and there was a knock on my door. I told them a quiet "go away" and I could tell that they left. I couldn't get my breathing correct and I couldn't stop looking out the window. That could be the only place they were watching me, right? Or was this man in my room…? I tried to force that thought out of my mind but I couldn't. I started to panic and I started searching my room from top to floor. I saw no one. I slowly walked backwards and slid into my closest. For an odd reason, that is the only place I feel save at.

I heard my bedroom door open. Someone had picked the lock. My head was telling me to hide somewhere, anywhere. Just to get away from the person who was coming in. I looked around, frantic and I saw a medium sized vent on the floor. I crawled over too it quickly, opened it, and slide in quickly. At the exact timing, the door opened and all I could see was a shadow. I heard a deep chuckle and the door closed again. There was no way I would be coming out of here anytime soon so I just decided to follow the vent. I had arguments in my head about the recent events. Should I tell Alice? Should I tell Edward? Or should I keep it a secret? I thought about everything. The person I decided to talk to was Jasper. Jasper pretty much lived here because of Alice. They were conjoined at the hip and so was Emmett and Rose.

As I kept crawling, I felt an odd feeling like someone was watching me again. I kept looking back but only to be faced with a dark tunnel. Something that would feel like a movie. Every step I took, I would look back. I began to swallow hard and my head felt woozy. My stomach churned and I was frightened. For some reason, the fright I felt from my dad seemed entirely different then this. It felt like something can come at you at any moment and you couldn't do anything about it. They might be staring at you and you are looking back but seeing nothing but darkness. There was a light in the vent and I came close to it. As soon as I was just about there, evil eyes opened up in front of me and white teeth shown. That was all I could see. The eyes and the evil grin seemed to be moving closer to me like they were crawling towards me and I started to back up. There was another deep chuckle and it came from the man in front of me. I screamed as I backed up. I was pretty sure with the scream I held, I could break glass. The figure looked displeased and shook his head. He did a tisk tisk tisk sound and disappeared. From all the fright, I fell back and closed my eyes. I fainted.

I woke up in my bed with everyone surrounding me. They looked happy I was coming around. I smiled for a brief second before everything flooded back into my mind. The eyes. The smile. The chuckle. Everything. I tried to hide the horror from my face and nobody noticed it expect Jasper. I got up not soon after and everyone left. Jasper told Alice that he would be with her in a second and he stayed to talk with me. He sat on my bed as I sat on the floor. I held my knees to my chest and I tried to get the scary images out of my brain but they would not go away. He gave me a nod that told me to talk but I shook my head. It felt my lips were sewn shut and I couldn't open them. I doubted that I would be able to talk about either. Was it all in my imagination? Was I crazy or was all these things really happening to me? He sat down next to me and told me to tell him. I sighed and I told him everything that has been weird with that mystery man. He seemed surprised to and horror was in his eyes. I could tell that he didn't know what to say because even I wouldn't know what to say to that story that I had just told. Jasper said something to me but I wasn't paying attention. I was looking straight ahead, trying to think. Trying to plan the future. Personally, I didn't want to die. My life hasn't been all that great but it was still a life. I got up and looked out my window and Jasper was beside me. I put my hands down on the desk as I scanned the forest.

"He's watching me," I whispered. "I can feel it. And it was him in that vent, I'm positive. Who else could have it been?" My eyes did one last overlook before I finally gave up. I wasn't going to be able to find him. I knew it. I turned to Jasper and looked him straight in the eyes. "Something is going to happen tomorrow Jasper. I can feel that too."

-----School (The Next Day)-----

I held my books to my chest as I walked into class. I sat at the far back desk next to the window. The teacher was teaching something about social studies but I couldn't pay attention. The materiel was dry so I looked out the window. My lungs stopped working and my body just shut down. I saw a dark figure standing a couple feet from the window. I could tell he was looking at me. The teacher snapped her fingers and I looked at her. I told her I was paying attention and I looked back out the window. He was gone. I grabbed my stuff. I couldn't be in this classroom right now. I wasn't able to focus. I told the teacher an excuse and I ran out of class and I ran to my locker. When I opened my locker, a ransom like note fell out. It read: "Bella, Bella, Bella. When Will You Learn? I'm Going To Get You." I dropped the note and all my stuff. I backed up with my hand on my mouth to refrain from screaming. Death was on his way and I could feel it. I could feel him breathing down my neck whispering to me that my time was up and I had to die. I quickly stuffed everything in my locker and folded up the paper and put it in my back pocket. I ran down the halls as quick as I could.

Emmett's big body came right out and knocked me down. He gave me an odd look and helped me up. I still couldn't relax. I kept looking behind me and fidgeting. Emmett is big and all but who knows that this manic is capable of. He grabbed me by my shoulders and bent down to my leave for he was taller then me. "What's wrong?" Panic was easy to pick out. I twisted out of his arms. I couldn't stand to be isolated by someone. I backed up to the locker and looked down the halls.

"Nothing. I just need to get out of here. I need to get the keys to the motorcycle that belongs to Alice. Go get them for me."

"But why---?"

"Go get them!" I growled. I didn't have time to explain. I needed to get out of here. Even if the man was following me, I needed to get out of here. This place is small and there was doom written all over it. Emmett jumped and ran off. I stayed there, panicked. Emmett came up to me a minute later with a helmet and the keys. "Thanks," I said as I took them and dashed off.

I ran to the motorcycle. I didn't know exactly how to drive one but I knew enough. I started it and took off easily. I zoomed out of the parking lot but right before I was out, I saw a car pull out and was following me. It wasn't close to me at all. Nobody would have expected anything but I knew better. The windows were tinted so I couldn't see in the car and my heart started to race faster. I made the motorcycle go faster as well. For some reason, I ended up at my house. My old house. I parked the motorcycle and rested the helmet on the bike. I somewhat ran inside. I ran to my closest and sat there. Someone was following me. Someone wanted me dead. But for what reason? My father was in prison and he would be for a very, very long time. Who else would want me dead? I don't know anybody else.

The front door opened and heavy boots just like my fathers came walking through the house. My eyes widened and I resisted a scream. It was like it was all replaying. I saw a shadow at the closest door but instead of walking by it, the door opened. The dark haired man in the black cloak looked down on me with a big grin on his face. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me out. This was all too familiar but it was with a stranger. He threw me against the wall and bent down. He smirked.

"Do you know who I am?" A mock was in his tone. I dimly shook my head no. "I'm James. Your stepbrother. And you put our father away. Your going to pay for that." My stepbrother? He kicked me in the stomach. Thoughts went through my head. I had the worst luck in the world right then. A car skidded in the driveway of our house and James stopped and quickly peaked out the window. He cursed and bent down to me again. "I'll be back. And when I come back, you will be dead." He winked and ran out of the house out of the backdoor when the front door opened. I had my feet straight out in front of me and I could tell my face was whiter then a ghost. I didn't even know I had a stepbrother.

He was all too much like my dad, also. He was abusive and he liked to play mind games. Jasper crouched down to me. There was nobody behind him and for that I was thankful. He waved his hand in front of my face and kept asking if I was okay. I shook my head no and I stood up. I was going to die. And I knew that it was going to happen soon. Not of natural causes but of a man. A man that was my brother, seeking revenge.