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Maybe...Just Maybe

What if Alice didn't see Bella jump? Bella is starting out her day like every other since Edward left. But she finds something that she never expected.She starts a journey to find true happiness but gets caught up in a war that threatens her life... And not to mention everything she's ever known, loved, and hated.
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5. Jonathan

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Jonathan just smiled in response and started to walk forward. Beck acquired a really scary look on her face and let out a very intimidating growl. I looked towards her in shock. In the time I knew her, she seemed like a happy-go-lucky, slightly annoying girl. But I wasn’t really thinking things through lately.

“There’s no need to be nasty, now,” Jonathan said again. I took a good look at him. If Beck looked like an angel, Jonathan was defiantly a demon of some type. But he was still very handsome. Was every supernatural being good looking?

“I take my job seriously. Bella will not be hurt on my watch,” Beck sneered. I looked down at her hand. It was glowing. What…the…heck…

“Just give me the girl!” Jonathan roared.

“Never!” Beck screamed right in my ear. I fell down by the shock of the noise just to have another very deadly looking thing pass right over my head.

“Uh…Beck?” I asked frightened. But she was busy. She and Jonathan were fighting, I think. It was hard to tell because they were mostly blurred lines weaving around each other. I tried not to remember who else moved at such speed. But the memories came crashing down on me and I fell to my knees, clutching my stomach. I felt the sobs start to form and I couldn’t stop them. Beck looked at me worried.

“Bella?” she asked. Jonathan also looked at me confused.

“Edward,” I whispered. Jonathan mirrored by expression.

“Damn it!” he yelled out. “I’ll be back, Beck!” He disappeared in thin air.

“Beck? What. The. Hell. Just. Happened?” I asked slowly, trying to fit the pieces together.

“Well, uh…” Beck started, sitting down as if she was going to tell a long story. I sat down next to her, waiting. “Heaven and Hell are at each other’s throats. When ever a guardian angel is assigned a charge, a demon tries to kill the person. Jonathan seems to be my personal demon. It’s quite annoying actually. The last person I guarded-God rest her soul- was also attacked by Jonathan. And because of my superb fighting skills, she lived and died a natural death.”

“Oh…”I said trying to absorb it all. “But why did he leave so quickly?”

“Oh! This is very convenient! The demons seem to absorb human suffering and they mirror the pain! It makes it easier to win because we are usually assigned to people who are in great pain. Makes Jonathan’s job hard, huh?”

“Uh…yah…” Jonathan’s ability to mirror suffering sounded a lot like someone else’s power. Stop it! I couldn’t fall to pieces again!

“Okay, let’s go then!” Beck picked me up and started to lead me down the road.

“Wait, where are we going?”

“Chicago, silly! And we have to move! We don’t want Jonathan to find us again, do we?”


“No buts! Come on!”

We walked. A lot. Every so often Beck would magically make some form of food appear as we walked on. I kept on bugging her about poofing up some form of transportation, but she always said the same thing. ‘I have limit on what I can make.’ I didn’t know how long it was, but after a little while I felt myself tire out.

“Beck, I need to sleep!” I cried out. She just rolled her eyes.

“Just a little longer. I’ll check into a hotel. Jonathan won’t try anything with any spectators.”

“Maybe you can find a car too…”

“Fine.” We walked for about ten minutes before we reached a motel six. Beck checked us in as we made the long journey up the stairs and into our room. As soon as I was next to the bed I collapsed on it. I fell asleep on the spot.

Edward was staring at me with his beautiful topaz eyes. He was an arms length away from me and I had an overwhelming desire to reach out and break that distance. But whenever I moved forward, he dodged me.

“Bella, do you remember the promise that you made me?” he asked sternly.

“Which one?” I said playing dumb.

“You promised that you wouldn’t put yourself in danger,” he said calmly. But he looked angry.

“And you promised that it would be like you never existed,” I replied through tears.

“Bella…” he said reaching to wipe away my tears. But before he got the chance, a figure started to move towards us. Edward pulled away and growled. He started to disappear.

“Edward, no!” I yelled, lurching forward to keep him in front of me. But he was gone. I whipped myself around to face the figure. To my horror and disgust it was Jonathan.

“So, we finally meet with out Beck to interrupt,” he said smoothly. I backed away from him.

“What do you want?” I yelled back at him. He laughed and took another step forward. “Why did you make Edward leave?”

“I want to talk. Is that so much to ask?” He looked around as if he was checking that we were alone. “I can’t hurt you in your dreams, but beware. I take my job seriously, too. I’m ordered to kill you, Bella. And I’m not going to stop until I succeed.” He leaned his head in so that it was an inch away from my ear. “Sweet dreams,” he whispered and then laughed very loud. He disappeared and I was surrounded by darkness. I waited for my dream to end, but it didn’t.

“Let me out!” I yelled. What more was there? Why was my subconscious torturing me?

“All you need to do is find me!” Edward’s voice ran through the imaginary walls of my dream.

I woke up screaming. I snapped my eyes open to try to recognize my surroundings. I was in a car. I looked around frantically. My eyes landed on Beck who was driving. I realized that I was in the front seat and my cheek was sore from when I was resting it on the door. I sat back in my seat and sighed deeply.

“Had a bad dream?” Beck asked. She looked at me with the corner of her eye.

“Yes. You know Jonathan was in it,” I said trying to keep my tone light. Beck groaned.

“What did that demon say?”

“That he would never stop until I was dead. That I was doomed.”

“Don’t listen to him. I’ll keep you safe,” Beck said casting a warm smile at me. I tried to return it but I wasn’t in the smiling mood. Instead I looked out the window and saw that we were driving really fast. I checked the speed dial and the arrow was at the far right. I looked back outside. We just passed a sign that said ‘Welcome to Illinois’.