Previously:
I launched forward to turn the knob but a short, cool wind brushed past my arm and stole it from my grasp.
"You're not going anywhere." His velvety voice snarled.
"How will you make sure of that?" I snarled right back.
"Not just I, you little impostor, we." He corrected.
And from the kitchen six, beautiful monsters arose with sardonic smiles, spread across their inhumanely perfect complexions.

***

"You set me up?" I panted.

"Bingo." Edward chirped.

Keep calm.

"What do you have in mind for me?" I asked.

"Nothing for you, but I have a delicious meal in breath's reach for myself." He whispered so quietly in my ear I was almost certain the others could not hear.

"So much for a vegetarian diet." I grumbled.

He gave me a look so deadly yet awestruck; a chill ran up my spine.

"How do you know about that?" He mouthed.

"I have my sources." I gulped.

"So Alice, what do you see in the near distant future for Hazel?" Edward called out to Alice.

I dug my nails into the palm of my hand as Alice uttered her first words in this story.

"Nothing, it's like she doesn't even exist." She answered in her dazed tone. She sounded more like Luna Lovegood than the perky pixie I'd grown to picture.

"That's odd." Jasper said; his voice not as deep as Edward or Carlisle's but just as seductive.

"It's the truth, darling!" She refuted. "Try for yourself."

He glowered down at her and sighed. To me, he gaped deadly under his man bangs as I tried to stop myself going into cardiac arrest. It was quite flattering being gaped at by such an attractive creature, even if it was for all the wrong reasons.

"She's right; we have no effect on her." Jasper shrugged.

I smiled pleasantly at Edward, when my heart dwindled to a fast pace, as if to say serves you right.

He glanced at me quickly, disgust plastered across his face and turned back to Jasper.

"How do you know?" He asked.

"She's not throwing herself at you." He replied staring at the floor.

Jasper was right, I didn't feel attracted towards Edward in the slightest, if anything, more repulsed.

"Ooh, lust, nice emotion Jasper!" Alice cheerfully replied. "I know what I'm lusting for." She added suggestively as Jasper blushed a dull crimson.

Odd, Vampires don't usually blush.

"Alice, this is neither the place nor the time for that sort of language." Esme cooed, patting her hand lightly. Her voice was as soothing and serene as a mother's comforting words.

"I'm sure Harriet has heard worse." She responded still in an odd, dazed tone.

"It's Hazel." I corrected softly.

"Alice, listen to Esme." Edward said slowly through gritted teeth.

"Oh shut it Grandpa, you just wish you were more like me, not a hundred and something year old…"

"Alice, I'm warning you." Jasper cut her off mid-sentence noticing Edward fuming.

"I'm not done!" She began. Jasper's eyes widened and Alice shrieked as he threw her over his shoulder and dashed up the stairs before she could finish her sentence.

Seriously bewildered I looked up at Edward expectantly, seeking some sort of explanation for her divergent behavior.

Instead he shrugged and Rosalie spoke.

"He's right Edward; I bet you can't hear her thoughts either." She said gently.

"If you aren't going to help me I suggest you just leave." Edward answered, choosing to stay oblivious to his inability.

"No fair, Ed, you promised we could share." Emmett said.

"I'm not taking any part in this!" Esme cried, reading the horrified expression I articulated and pranced up the stairs following Jasper and Alice.

"You've upset Esme now! Do you have any idea how many spa trips this is going to cost me?" Carlisle roared and followed Esme.

"Any objections Rose?" Edward said, tired of his family misbehaving.

"Can I have a quick word with her?" She said sweetly. "I need to get a women's opinion on this dress."

Edward and Emmett stared at her, mouths hung open.

She clasped her cold, dainty hand around my sweaty rough one and pulled me into a dark, eerie room closing the door behind her.

My jagged breathing was the only noise audible as she felt around for the light switch.

"Well, it's a beautiful dress Rosalie…" I began rambling before she cut me off.

"Shut it, I couldn't care less about the dress. I only wore it to get Emmett to notice me. Fat lot of good that did." She mumbled sadly.

"I thought you were married." I blurted.

"How you know these things amaze me." She paused for a moment before she continued. "I don't think he loves me anymore." I extended an arm to sympathize with her but as I did the light fluttered on from above, revealing several gleaming cars.

We were in the garage.

Emmett's Jeep was backed away to the far left, beside it Edward's silver Volvo followed by Rosalie's red convertible. Presumably Carlisle and Esme's cars were the figures resting beside the three, although being the anti-car buff I am, I could not register their brands.

In the far right corner a red Chevy pickup truck stood awkwardly, the front of the car shattered and crumpled.

"My car!" I cried.

"That's the price you have to pay when you mess with Edward." She sighed. "If he were a female at least it could be blamed on hormones."

"So he's this controlling all the time?"

"Yep." She shrugged and made her way over to my vehicle, inspecting the damage.

"Oh, that's comforting." I said, trying to laugh, however it came out as a series of hysterical coughs.

"Breathe," She soothed, patting me gently on the back. "I'm going to get you out of here."

"What about Alice? How come she's acting so…."

"Flaky?" Rosalie finished for me and I nodded. "Alice is…High."

"Vampires can't get high!" I exclaimed.

"If there's a will there's a way and Alice always is able to find a way."

I looked at her in pure disbelief but she was keen on changing the subject.

"How?" I asked out of breath.

"With plenty of luck and keys." She smiled and pulled out a set of keys from the bust of her dress. "Pray to God that this works." She whispered as she tossed me the keys.

"Are these the keys to my car? I thought it was totalled?" I asked confounded.

"Like I said, we'll need a lot of luck. I want you to drive away. Leave, go home to Australia for all I care. Just don't come back to Forks."

"Edward will be furious!" I pointed out.

"I think I know how to control Edward after all these years. After all, the little black dress can perform wonders on the male species." She ended with a smirk.

I tried to smile but anxiousness for her sake overwhelmed me.

"I'll hold the door while you start the car. As soon as you start the ignition they'll hear. I can't hold them off forever." She outlined.

I nodded and hoisted myself up into the car.

Biting my lip, I slowly put the keys in the ignition. Swallowing deeply I turned the keys and held my breath as the car spluttered.

"Come on, please start." I winced, turning the keys again and again.

Several loud thuds and shouts came from the opposite side of the garage door.

"Hazel!" Rosalie hissed. "Please, please try harder!"

"Please!" I cried fearfully as the thuds and chants grew louder and Rosalie struggled to keep the door closed.

In a split second Rosalie lost her grip and fell aside as the garage door flung open revealing two exceptionally pissed off male vampires.

"Traitor." Emmett spat as Edward stalked over to the truck.

With one last breath I turned the keys a final time…

I'd like to thank Lanababe for being my beta this chapter, thanks Lanababe you're not as povo as the train.

Once again your support is overwhelming!

I know you love the cliffhangers so enjoy that one.

I promised to write more when holidays came round, but its sale season and I'm turning into a bit of an Alice. Stephenie Meyer's Alice that is, not the high one in this story.

And i promise there i a very good reason why she's like that. It'll be coming up in the next few chapters so stay tuned.

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