A/N: This will be the calm before another storm.. we all take a few deep breaths... now.. Bella...
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, SM does, I am playing in the sandbox! ENJOY!
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BPOV
A few days have passed and I'm feeling better. I am sitting in the living room of Alice and Angie's place watching as Ang models prospective outfits for her date with Ben later tonight.
She models yet another skirt and shirt combo and Alice is studying her with a critical eye. I smile to see the exasperated look on Angie's face. She hates this, dressing up. But it's their first date seeing as he finally got the nerve to ask her out.
"Please, just say yes, Alice. I'm tired. I was up last night finishing homework to have tonight free. I want to nap."
I hide my snicker behind the sleeve of my sweat shirt.
"Keep the shirt and go with the longer skirt you tried on first," proclaims Alice.
I laugh when I see the look of relief on Ang's face as she runs out of the room. Of course, that means that Alice's attention is now focused on me.
"So, are you going to talk about it?" She plucks at her shirt; an air of concern surrounds her.
I sigh. "What is there to say Alice?" I look at her with wide eyes.
She looks at me, "What happened to make you want to get out of there so fast? Don't tell me nothing. I know better."
I close my eyes and nod. I have to tell someone, it is churning around in my gut making me feel crazy.
"I don't know what he was doing there. One second I'm by myself and then I hear his voice." I try to restrain that shiver that races down my back thinking of his voice. "Then he just stood there looking at me."
I shook my head, "I just don't know, Alice. It all happened so fast and I hated him seeing me like that, like this, I just wanted to leave."
Alice places her hand on my knee, "Honey, I am sure he was in shock. I mean he didn't know what has been going on the last few months."
I nod at her words. I have told myself the same thing since I have seen him. Still, there is a part of me that is scared.
"Question is what do you want to happen now?"
I look at her, showing all the fear and longing I have spiraling out of control in my heart.
"Alice…," I whisper, "what if…there is…." A few tears fall upon my clasped hands.
"You can't think like that, Bella. You are going to beat this." She hugs me close.
I wish I had her optimism.
A/N: What do you think she is thinking? What is she fearing?