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"Well. Where do we start?" Alice gave me an accusatory look. It was obvious in her tone that she didn't like what happened at the bar.
Because I care so much.
"I'd rather not talk about me," I replied crossing my legs. I purposely avoided her eyes.
"Bella, I just want to know how you're doing. I was waiting at that godforsaken bar for five hours for you to show up-I don't know what appeal that bar has to you by the way- and as soon as you got there that stupid bartender took over. PS: I don't approve of your drinking." Her words came out in a rush but I only heard-or rather, I only paid attention to-her last sentence.
"Why the hell is everyone getting on my case today?" I yelled. A few birds flew out of the trees around me. Alice cowered so slightly that if I hadn't been paying attention I wouldn't have seen it. Normally that would stop me in my tracks and make me apologize but didn't this time. I was too busy seeing red to feel any remorse.
The eruption that ensued was a long time coming and completely unstoppable.
"I am sick and freakin tired of everyone getting on my back today! I don't need all of you to tell me I have a drinking problem. I. Already. Know. I don't need a bunch of people telling me how bad it is for me and all that bull because, I repeat, I. Already. Know. You all act like a bunch of pushy ass people who can't mind their own business. As cliché as it sounds, I can quit anytime I want to. I could care less if you believe me because I know I can. But do you know what the problem is? I DON'T WANT TO FREAKING QUIT! I have a lot of stress and, unlike everyone else, I have yet to find an outlet for it. Maybe when I do I'll wanna stop. But until then I will make a hell of a home in my bottle and everyone else will LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!"
As soon as I finished, it felt as though a giant weight had been lifted. I felt like I could run a marathon without getting tired. Like I could swim the English channel in no time flat. I felt like I could do anything I could possibly think of.
Too bad that only lasted about 60 seconds.
By the time it was over my breathing was almost back to normal from the yelling. I hadn't realized I was standing up until I sat back down involuntarily. I leaned my head back against the bark of the tree and sighed. The silence lasted about 5 minutes.
"I'm sorry Bella. I didn't mean to make you feel like I was being pushy," Alice said, her voice barely a whisper. She was looking at the ground, picking at blades of grass. Maybe I didn't feel remorse before but I did now. I moved closer to her and rapped my arms around her shoulder.
"Ali, I'm not mad at you. That has just been built up inside of me for a while. It wasn't aimed at you Ali, I promise." I squeezed her gently until she looked up at me. I smiled and moved back to my place against the tree. She returned the smile. "Now how about we talk about you. What have you been up to over the last three years?"
She immediately shot off into a long explanation about her investigation of her life as a human. Her face lit up as she told me about the sister she had named Cynthia and her niece in Biloxi. She went on to tell me about what the other Cullens had been up to recently. Emmett and Rosalie had moved to Africa and just moved back a few months ago. Carlisle was working nights at Ithaca and teaching part time at Cornell. Jasper had been studying philosophy at Cornell while Alice was doing her research. Esme was restoring a seventeenth century house north of the city.
Then there was- no use in the aversion to saying his name anymore- Edward.
Apparently he had spent a lot of his time in Rio and secluded himself from the rest of his family.
"He only comes home every few months," she said in a dismal voice. A thought occurred to me that made my stomach twist. I looked out at the water, yet again avoiding her eyes.
"Does he…" I took a deep breath. "Does Edward know you're here?"
There was a long pause and I turned back to see her staring at me intently. She ignored my question, instead choosing to stand up and offering her hand out to me. I took it, standing up next to her. She motioned towards the parking lot. We walked back to the car arm in arm.
"You know you look horrible right?" she asked me. I turned to her with my eyes narrowed.
"Alice."
"I mean, your eyes have bags, your skin is pale-"
"Alice."
"Just give me an hour with you and a bag full of MAC and you would look ama-"
"ALICE! SHUT UP!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
She immediately stopped talking and made the motion of zipping her lips and throwing the key over her shoulder.
5 hours later we ended up back home in the dorm. We had spent the day driving around while I showed Alice my favorite places in Silicon Valley. We ate- I ate while Alice talked nonstop- at my favorite place in San Francisco. A buffalo burger with sweet potato fries from Pearl's Deluxe Burgers. Afterwards I bought a Mixed Berry Lattice pie from Three Babes Bakeshop on Folsom street and ate half of it as Alice drove up Van Ness. Alice bought $200 dollars-worth of knick-knacks from the Exploratorium after spending an hour with me tinkering with things throughout the exhibit. After going through Magowan's Infinite Mirror Maze we walked down Lombard Street. We parked by the ferry to Alcatraz and joked about the people who looked orange with their spray tans. Our day ended when we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge twice and walked around Golden Gate Park. The last thing we did was petting the parrots at the California Academy of Sciences. The sun didn't rear its ugly head once all day.
Now we sat in the main room watching How I Met Your Mother.
I was just finishing my leftover pie when Becca walked in, Morgan came shortly after. Bex stopped in her tracks when she saw me on the couch. I set the pie on the table just as she ran over and enveloped me in a tight hug. I looked over at Alice to notice that she was no longer sitting next to me.
"Alice?"
"Bella we've been looking all over for you! Where were you all day?" Becca was exuding relief as she talked.
"Alice?" I repeated.
"You weren't in any of your classes and the bartender said you'd left earlier," Becca continued. Morgan was looking at me with questioning eyes.
"Alice!" I stood up shaking Becca off. I looked around the room and noticed that all the knick-knacks from today's adventure were gone. I frantically began flipping cushions, tossing pillows, and stifling through papers looking for them. I ran through all of the rooms while trying to maintain my sanity. When I came up empty handed I flopped back down on the couch and leaned my head against the wall in defeat. I felt like I was going crazy because I know she was sitting right next to me before they walked in.
I had just about zoned out when Becca snapped me back to reality.
"Bella, what is it? What were you looking for?"
I pulled my head off the wall and looked around again.
"Alice," I said to her.
"Who?" She replied, her eyebrows pulling together in question.
"Alice. She was just right here. She was sitting next to me." I was beginning to hyperventilate when Becca grabbed the sides of my face in her hands.
"Bella, listen to me. Bella calm down. Breathe." She looked me straight in the eyes. My breathing began to slow as she sat there with me. When she felt my breathing was back to its normal pace she dropped her hands.
I must have been losing my mind. I know for a fact that this whole day was not just a figment of my imagination. There is no way she just disappeared.
"She was just here," I said. A tear fell out of my eye involuntarily. I pointed to the spot where I was sure she had been sitting moments ago. "She was right. Here." I was almost sobbing in unbelief. Becca was visibly agitated.
"Bella! Who the hell is Alice!"
"She's his- his…" I threw my head into my hands fully sobbing now.
"His what?" Morgan asked this time. I looked up at both of them.
"His sister. Alice is Edward's sister."
AN: Thanks Princess and Twilight Addict you helped and inspired me for the last chapter. If not for you guys this chapter would not be out yet. I promise to be back ASAP with the mext chapter. Comments really do motivate me!
