Hello my fabulous readers, as you can see I have put up another story. I hope you all like this one, and I will continue with my second fanfiction sooo no worries.
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It was strange. Hadn't I seen that guy before? I wondered as I walked up and down the Safeway aisles. I shook my head as I grabbed a banana vanilla yogurt and continued my food shopping. As I passed the dairy section I could feel a pair of eyes on me. It sent a shiver up my spin. I took a quick glance behind me.
I saw a boy around my age holding up a People magazine. He was obviously trying to hide his face. Unfortunately he wasn't doing the best job of it. He had messy, bronze colored hair that framed the palest skin I had ever seen. He was tall, too. Maybe 6 foot or more. From all of this I gathered he was around 17. I turned my attention back to my shopping. The second I began moving my shopping cart I could lightly hear his footsteps following me.
I sighed. This was ridiculous. I decided to confront him. I whipped my head around to face the person who had been following me.
When I did turn around I saw that the guy who I had saw was no longer there. Confusion twisted my face. Instead, there was a little girl with her mother choosing between wheat or white bread bagels.
I shook my head again. I could have sworn I had seen that guy. I quickly finished my shopping and I loaded up the truck with all of my food. As I slipped the last bag in, I saw the boy out of the corner of my eye. He was hiding behind a tree. Trying to hide anyway.
I could only see half of his face, but I could clearly make out brilliant topaz eyes. The second I turned my head to see if there actually was a guy there, he was gone. Ok Bella, maybe it was just the trick of the light, I mean there wasn't even a guy over there. I told myself repeatedly.
I drove to Charlie's house. Since Friday this rainy, dreary place had become my home and Charlie seems to keep no food in the house. Hence the grocery store. While there, of course, I browsed and decided upon a few books to buy.
I sighed as I stepped into the house.
"Bella, is that you?" I heard Charlie ask.
Who else would it be? I thought.
"Yeah, Dad it's me," I called out. I could faintly hear the TV on in the living room.
I entered the kitchen and began to stuff the groceries wherever I could find space. I filled both the cabinets and fridge with no room to spare. After I had completed the grocery stuffing, I started dinner.
"Mmmm...smells good Bells. What are we eating?" he asked me a little timid.
"Oh, I'm making spaghetti and garlic bread." I said continuing the cooking while Charlie went back to watching TV.
Once dinner was ready I set the table and called Charlie in.
"Wow, Bella this is great." Charlie announced.
I smiled up at him, then I felt it again. I felt like I was being watched. I glanced nervously around the room. There wasn't anyone here except me and Charlie. There where only three windows, one big one by the sink, one by the door, and one in the living room next to the TV.
"Bella are you okay?" Charlie asked suspicious about my nervous behavior.
"Oh, me?" I asked, "Yeah, I'm fine." I lied
He didn't seem convinced, but we continued eating. I bit my bottom lip as I began cleaning the dishes. Why do I feel like I'm being followed? I mean, it hasn't just started now, I've had this feeling ever since I was I was a little girl, I pondered.
I sighed. I was being way to paranoid, it was probably just a bird or something. Then that pair of golden eyes flashed through my mind. I blinked and shook my head to clear the image out of my mind. This was ridiculous.
I dashed up stairs and started the hot water. This is just what I need, a nice relaxing shower. Once I relieved my body of my cloths, I stepped into the shower and instantly I felt my muscles relax.
I rubbed my favorite shampoo through my hair.
I stayed in the shower until all of the hot water ran out. I wrapped my fluffy, cotton towel around my lean body and walked back to my room. I quickly dressed in a pair of gray sweats and a navy blue tank top. I picked Pride and Prejudice up and laid down on my bed reading it.
I must have fallen asleep because I awoke to see a grayish tint seeping through my bedroom window. I lifted my head up to see what time it was 3:14 AM. I groaned and rolled over trying to go to sleep again. Finding that impossible, I groaned again and threw my legs over the edge of bed. I winced as my feet touched the cold floor. I decided to make a run for the bathroom and as I walked out the door I grabbed my bag of toiletries.
I walked into the bathroom trying to not wake Charlie. I hurriedly brushed my teeth and brushed my hair fiercely trying to get all the knots out.
It was now Sunday, and I had nothing to do, so I decided to kill a few more hours reading Romeo and Juliet. I changed into a pair of jeans and a simple green tank top. I walked down stairs tripping once to see that Charlie had made eggs and bacon, the only thing he could make.
"Here you go Bells." Charlie said handing me a plate.
I smiled up at him, "Thank you dad." I said sitting down at the table and started eating.
When I was about 4, I hit my head against the counter. That's what the police told my 'father'. The next morning I couldn't remember who I was. Charlie isn't my biological dad, both of my parents had died in a fire. Both the police and Charlie knew that I was lucky even to have survived.
Charlie and Renee had adopted me at the age of 5 and I became their daughter. Then they got divorced and I went to live with Renee. Now I was here, I never was able to remember what happened after 4. I never wanted to dwell on the past, I focused on the present. (ok so here is some back ground on Bella, I changed it up a bit, .)
I thanked Charlie as he left for work, I started cleaning the dishes and pans. Once that was done I decided to go outside in the backyard. I dashed back upstairs and grabbed a towel and a bunch of my favorite books. I set down the towel right under the sun. I laid back soaking in as much sun as I could. I wouldn't let this chance of sunlight go to waste.
I closed my eyes feeling the honey sunlight seep into my sun deprived body. I smiled to myself, this felt wonderful. Then my eyes burst open, it was the feeling again.
"Is anyone out there?" I asked in a whisper. All I could hear was the faint breeze of wind blowing strands of my hair into my face. I looked all around me. Nothing.
I laid back down on my blanket and dozed off again.
I sat there motionless. I stared down at Bella. There she lay, on that towel in the sunlight not a care in the world. Then her eyes popped open.
She looked around frantically, "Is anyone out there?" she whispered.
She looked around where she sat but, fortunately, she didn't think to look up in the tree. I was sitting on one of the highest branches making sure she couldn't see the sun glittering off my skin. I carefully watched Bella as she laid back down, slowly drifting off to sleep.
So she is becoming VERY observant, I thought. She was now able to tell when I was watching her.
I don't know what she did to me, the second Alice had that vision of her, I don't know what came over me. I felt the urge to always be there for her. Ever since she was 4, I began silently watching over her. My family didn't think it was healthy for me, but they soon learned that I couldn't live, so to speak, without her.
A smile played across my lips, I guess in other words I'm stalking her. I couldn't help but chuckle. It was true I knew everything about her. Her friends, favorite shampoo, tooth paste, flowers, colors, jean size, favorite animals, games, etc. I let out a light laugh, I truly did sound like a crazy stalker. I probably was.
But I was definitely not one of those creepy killer stalkers. I was more of her guardian angel. I sat on that branch for what seemed like only a couple of minutes, but was actually hours.
Bella fascinated me, I couldn't read her mind, but Alice could see her future, it was strange and different. I had never met someone who was like this. I wanted to read her mind so badly.
The sound of her getting up roused me from my thoughts. I glanced down to see her pick up her books and towel as she walked toward the house. I silently jumped down from the tree and dashed around the house to watch Bella through the window by the TV. She walked up the stairs tripping twice. I chuckled slightly. Over the first month of watching her it was obvious that she was a klutz. I could clearly hear her flopping on her bed flipping through pages reading a book. Most likely Wuthering Heights.
I was personally glad to know that she had moved to Forks. She had lived in Oregon once (AN- this is where the movie is going to begin being filmed!) with Renee, her mother. That was a good move because I could easily watch her without fear of being seen or catching the sunlight. Her moving to Forks instead of Phoenix as Alice had seen her doing was also a good move becuase once again, the sun came into factor. The move to Forks was good, also, because I could watch over her almost all of the time.
My family was living in Forks currently. Carlisle told me that I didn't have to go to school, because watching over Bella was more important than school. I've been watching over her for thirteen years now and this is the first time I have ever enrolled in the school system to be close to her. It's been three days since I enrolled and I have considered going back to un-enroll. I don't think I have ever been so nervous to go to school.
I ran over to the side of the house to where Bella's bedroom was. By way of listening to the pages turning, I knew that she faced toward the door. I took a chance and peeked into her small room.
Sure enough, she lay on her stomach her body facing the door and not the window. She lay there reading, none other than, Wuthering Heights. I stared at her in awe. Bella never ceased to amaze me.
I was at my favorite part in the book when I felt the panic take over. I was being watched.
I whipped my head around to face my window. All I could see was the sun and clouds, and the tree that constantly tapped annoyingly at the window. I gingerly stepped over to my window and opened it slowly.
I glanced outside. I looked all around and... nothing. Maybe I was going insane.
I shook my head in disapproval as I shut my window and locked it. I glanced at the clock: 4:13 PM. Wow, was it already that late? I Put my books neatly away and walked downstairs. Charlie would be home in a few hours so I decided to check my email.
While my computer slowly booted up, I walked downstairs, filled a cup with milk and brought it upstairs. I took a big swallow and decided to work on cleaning up the house. I dumped my laundry in the washing machine and continued on to clean the kitchen counter and the bathroom.
I sat back down at my computer and opened my email. Renee had sent my three emails.
How was you flight? Did you get there okay? How do you like Forks? Do you know where I put my designer bag? The Channel one?
I sighed, my mom was sometimes in her own world. I clicked on the next email,
Why aren't you responding? It's been a day! Hurry up and email me soon... Or else!
I chuckled under my breath as I began reading the next one.
If you don't respond to one of these emails at 6:00 PM Sunday I will personally call Charlie and ask where you are.
I quickly looked over at the clock, 5:15 pm. I let out a sigh, I still had 45 minutes but knowing my mom she would be sitting at her computer waiting for it to be 6. I began typing my email.
Calm down mom. Now I've responded and you can relax.
I hit send and started a new email.
The flight was fine. We landed safely, and your Channel bag is in the dpwnstairs coat closet, on the shelf in the far left. Forks is fine, a little to rainy, but today we had sun! That was great. I've got to go make dinner but I'll be sure to e-mail you again when I have something new to tell!
I hit send once again and went downstairs started up dinner. I had to admit I was a little frightened for school tomorrow, but ever since I was a little girl I have always felt safe. No matter what situation I manage to get myself into.
Watching Bella through the window above the sink I realized that she would be turning 17 soon. I sat motionless while watching her work. My phone vibrated in my pocket and moving quickly I steered out of view of the window to answer it.
"What is it Alice?" I asked sharply.
"Well it's very nice to hear from you too Edward." Alice's childish voice rang out of the other side of the phone.
"Alice," I growled, "get to the point of this phone call please."
"Ok, Eddie," she said laughing, knowing that I hated that nickname, "I just had a vision about Bella." she said leaving me hanging.
"And." I said impatiently.
I heard a loud sigh, "I think you need to see it for yourself."
I groaned, "Fine, I'll be there in five minutes." I said snapping the phone shut.
As I ran toward our house and away from bella's, my mind wandered. It was amazing how much restraint I had gathered over the past century. Considering the first time I met Bella, my restraint had strengthened most within the last 13 years. That scent had driven me to madness and back.
Alice and I where running as fast as we could to the little house Alice had seen in her vision. The house was already in flames when we arrived.
"Go Edward!" Alice yelled. Breaking a window seemed to be the only way into the house. So be it, I thought as I jumped through. The light tinkling of glass was loud enough to be heard over the roar of fire and another crash. The crash, I saw, came from Alice as she climbed in through a now smashed window.
The flames were horrible and they were everywhere. They didn't bother Alice or I but they would certainly bother a child. We were in an upstairs bedroom. The curtains were already on fire, the bed was in flames and the smoke was making it harder and harder to see.
"Where is she Alice?" I asked urgently. The flames didn't bother us, but the little girl...
"She's downstairs." Alice said matter-of-factly.
I ran down the stairs and was shocked to find two shredded corpses. This was another vampires doing. It was then that the scent hit me...it smelled like freesia and vanilla. Delicious freesia and vanilla...
My eyes turned a menacing, coal black. Here was an innocent child who was making me go crazy over the scent of her blood. She was laying there her face up towards me, eyes closed, mouth open and some light cuts and a few bruises over her body.But her heart was still beating, that was a good sign.
"Edward! Get a hold of yourself, we need to get out of here, NOW!" Alice screamed at me as she picked up the limp girl. We left the house behind us, still blazing. All we could hope for was the little girl would survive. Our hope becoming more and more substantial as Alice carried the girl farther and farther from the enferno that was her house.
But that was a long time ago and now I was home. Home and ready to see what impending doom lay over Bella's head this time.
I shut the door as Alice ran down the stairs and I was instantly engulfed in the memory of the vision.
Bella is in the kitchen when she stumbles, catches herself and then trips. She hits the floor with a dull thud. Then the vision shifted. Bella is in the cafeteria sitting with Jessica and her friends. Her eyes haze over and she faints. Now in her room, Bella lays on her bed whimpering in pain.
The vision ended and I am propelled back into our front room.
"So, it's begun,"I whisper.
Alice shook her head in agreement, "It seems that it has," she whispered somberly.
Knowing it would come one day, hoping that it wouldn't, seemed to have brought it faster. The ustoppable had begun.
Ok, here is the first chapter, I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but don't worry I'll explain in the next few chapters. Everything will be explained. I'm very happy to say that now I have an official editor, and that my next chapters should be written better. lol, well thank you all of my readers, and don't forget...
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