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He's coming back; he's coming back...
I kept chanting this in my head; hoping that it will sink in. This is the first hunt he has been on since our disastrous trip to Volterra. He has to come back. He promised he wouldn't leave me again…
It was around midnight and the rain was hitting the roof of my small, inconspicuous house noisily. I felt uncomfortable and too warm. My small bed had an unsettling feel to it without Edward's cold, stone body beside me. I felt as if there was a piece of myself missing; I suddenly felt the urge to cry.
No! I told myself to relax. He's coming back; he's coming back.
I was brought out of my reverie when my cellphone rang. Thankful for the distraction, I hopped out of bed and picked up the phone.
The voice was high pitched and urgent. Alice?
"Bella, you need to come over. Now!"
"What's wrong? Is it Edward? Is he hurt?" I was on the verge of a panic attack. This couldn't be happening.
"I don't know! We were hunting in the mountains and he was fine until we found him, laying on the ground…unconscious."
"Alice, is that normal? Please, talk to me!"
Her voice turned hesitant. As if she didn't want to reveal any more information
"Carlisle has a theory…"
"What is it? Alice, answer me!"
"He thinks that Edward is…human."
Alright so that is the beginning. I promise that my chapters will be much longer in the future!