Bella's world takes a sudden frightening turn as suspicions become reality. Takes place just after New Moon as Bella struggles to decide between two conflicting worlds. Complete for now, sequel to come soon as well as Edward's POV of the story called 'The Fall'
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1. Chapter 1
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The rain poured down outside the window, just as it always did. Forks didn’t really have many other choices for the weather. It seemed it was always raining here.
Bella sighed as she watched the raindrops dancing in the puddles, illuminated gently by the few lights that remained on in the nearby houses. The glass fogged where her breath touched the glass. She watched it slowly fade and then anxiously returned her attention to the dark streets outside.
Edward should be here by now, she thought. What could be taking him so long?
Bella quickly glanced at the clock. 2:44 am. Edward should have shown up hours ago. Confused and nervous, Bella debated whether she should continue waiting or go to bed. Realizing there would be school the next day, she tore herself from the window and reluctantly got under the covers.
Bed or no bed, sleep would not come easy tonight. Since returning to Forks, Edward had never stayed away a night without first letting Bella know. And even then he often showed up later anyways. Terrible scenarios played in Bella’s head as she wondered where exactly he was, wondering if he’d changed his mind about being what she needed now.
Bella quickly pushed that thought out of her head. She knew he would never leave her by choice again. Not after everything that had happened in the past year. Bella and Edward were a package deal now. It didn’t matter who disagreed, nothing could change that.
Still, doubt remained in her head as Bella gradually drifted off into a troubled dream. In her dream all was black. The sound of wolves howling was faintly in the background but her focus was on the tall man standing before her. He would not turn towards her but walked away from her into the ominous darkness beyond. The small bit of light made his bronze hair and pale skin almost glow in contrast to his black tux as he disappeared into the darkness.
Bella awoke, panicking, her heart racing as she screamed into her pillow. Before she knew what was happening she felt the smooth cold hands gently hold her cheeks and turn her towards the topaz coloured eyes, concern reflecting strongly within them. The marble-like fingers brushed away the stray tears on her cheek. Bella realized she was crying.
“Bella, Bella, hush, it’s okay. I’m here now. I’m here.”
His low, velvety voice was soothing and its calming effect quickly settled Bella’s racing heart. She looked back into his concerned gaze, forcing herself to relax.
Relief flooded through her body, slowing down her racing heart and calming her near gasping breaths. Edward flashed a quick smile and nodded, gently smoothing Bella’s hair with his left hand and keeping a steadying right hand on her shoulder. Realizing that his right thumb was gently tracing her collarbone made Bella’s heart beat a bit quicker again.
“I waited. I was worried when you didn’t come,” Bella mumbled, a familiar blush rising into her cheeks, “I thought that something might have happened to you.”
Edward looked into her eyes for a few seconds, a serious look on his face and then quickly gave a half smile.
“I’m fine. I just got side-tracked by Alice and Jasper. I’ve been spending so much time with you that they’re beginning to forget what I look like.”
Bella continued to focus on Edward’s face and noticed that though his tone was light and even and he had a slight smile on his face, his eyes still remained guarded and serious. Something was wrong and Bella could feel it. She tore herself from his gaze and looked at the floor.
“I wish you wouldn’t do that,” she said softly, looking back up to Edward’s eyes, “I can tell when something’s wrong. I may not be able to read minds but I can tell things all the same.”
Edward considered this. Bella could see the conflict in his eyes and she could see him debate whether or not he would tell her. His face gained a determined look to it, his jaw was set firmly, and he looked a bit cold overall. Bella knew that look. There was no way he was going to tell her anything when he looked like that. He had decided. Bella sighed.
“I really hate it when you do that,” Bella grumbled.
The coldness in his face melted at that and Edward smiled with a bit of a chuckle.
“I love it when you pout,” he said – his eyes were smoldering and seductive as ever. Bella became distracted as she became lost in his intense focus and was shocked when Edward suddenly disappeared.
“Get back into bed,” he hissed at her from somewhere in the room.
Bella quickly laid down and pulled the covers up again. Sure enough she could hear what Edward had heard so much earlier than she had. Charlie – on constant guard since her little trip to Italy – was awake and most definitely heading towards her room.
The door creaked open slowly and light from the hallway spilled into Bella’s room.
“Bella? Bella, are you awake?” Charlie whispered as he strained to see Bella across the dark room.
Bella couldn’t ignore Charlie’s question. He had come to check her in her sleep before but had never once spoken a word to wake her. There was also an anxious undertone and a sense of urgency in his quiet whisper.
“Charlie?” Bella murmered attempting to sound as if she’d just woken from a deep sleep – an almost inaudible snicker came from the closet, “What’s wrong?”
“I thought I heard you scream and there’s been something very…” Charlie hesitated, as if debating whether or not to tell her. Bella mentally sighed and rolled her eyes. Why was everyone thinking she was so delicate and couldn’t handle anything lately?
“Something’s been very what Dad?” she asked, maybe a bit too impatiently judging by the slightly surprised look on Charlie’s face.
“There’s been something very strange going on lately,” Charlie sighed as he gave in and admitted the truth, “It’s like there’s someone creeping around the house lately. Like someone’s watching. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. I want you to be careful Bella. Something’s not right around here and I want you to stay safe until I can be sure things are… secure.”
Bella could almost feel the intensity and tension increase in the room when Charlie spoke his suspicions and she had to force herself to continue looking at Charlie and not glance to see where Edward was in the closet.
“I promise Dad, I’ll stay safe. I’m sure that there’s nothing wrong and that you’re probably just a bit anxious because of everything that’s happened,” she lied, hoping that the reminder of her most recent absences would have their usual effect in ending the conversation.
Charlie nodded and then reluctantly left the room. The instant the door clicked shut Bella could sense Edward sitting on the bed beside her.
“Do you think it’s you he’s sensing?” Bella whispered to Edward, as she shifted so she could lean against his cool, well-muscled chest, poorly disguised in a well-fitted light grey sweater.
Edward didn’t say anything as his gaze suddenly shifted to the window and his body went tense. Bella, feeling the change and instinctively growing uneasy, quickly looked towards the window as well. Before she could even register what was happening Edward was at the window, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
Panic flooded Bella’s chest as she felt her heartbeat rise and her breaths becoming shallower, harsher, almost like gasps. Edward was worried, something was wrong, something was very, very wrong.
“Bella. Stay calm,” Edward spoke, just loudly enough for Bella’s ears to hear, “I want you to listen to me carefully and do exactly what I say. Do you understand?”
“Y-y-yes” Bella stammered, shivering at the unexpected iciness she heard in his voice.
“I want you to pack your bag, put in a few days worth of clothes and get dressed. Take a piece of paper from your desk and write a quick note to Charlie saying that Alice and I had decided to go fishing early this morning and that you are going to come. Write that you’re sorry that you didn’t tell him but you didn’t want to wake him and that you will call him later in the morning.”
Shakily, Bella got out of bed, feeling the adrenaline course through her veins as she quickly attempted to do everything Edward had asked her. She tried not to glance towards him as his crouch-like posture and continuous low growl frightened her into an almost frozen state.
It was difficult to carry out her assigned tasks as Bella tried to still her shaking hands. It was nearly impossible to do up the button on her jeans or zip her bag into which she’d hastily thrown the few items that were within her immediate reach. She carefully walked over to her desk and wrote her note. She was shaking so badly that the note was barely readable, but it was done. She left it on the desk and then let herself look at Edward again.
“I’m done,” she said, barely sounding the words as the fear she felt had dried up her throat.
“Bella, I want you to put the bag on securely and then quickly walk over to me,” he said slowly and evenly, the tension of the moment evident in his voice, “stand behind me and try to stay hidden behind me. I’m going to call Carlisle.”
He quickly got out his phone. Carlisle must have answered on the first ring because before Bella knew it the impossibly fast conversation was over and the phone had been put back in Edward’s pocket.
“Carlisle, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice are coming this way. They will be here quickly Bella. I am going to put you on my back now and you’re going to have to hold on tightly. This is going to be very quick and I’m going to take you back to my house. We’ll decide what to do from there.”
Bella nodded even though she knew Edward wouldn’t see it with his back turned to her and braced herself as he effortlessly tossed her onto his back. She quickly locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She could smell the intoxicating scent as she buried his face into the back of his neck. Usually his smell was comforting but today she could not get lost in his scent as the tension in his body reminded her of her situation.
“Close your eyes Bella,” he instructed.
Before she could register what was happening, Bella could feel the cool night wind tugging at her clothes and whipping her hair around her face. Soon the wind stopped and she felt it safe to open her eyes again. She was standing in the entrance to the Cullen household. She was about to unlock her death grip on Edward’s frame but just as she did he pried her grip apart gently but strongly and lightly placed her on her feet in front of him.
“Are you going to tell me what is going on yet!?” she demanded, glaring at his concerned eyes to let him know that she would not relent until she got an answer.
She shuddered when he answered, his cold voice sounding as harsh as the implications of the name he spoke.
To be continued…