*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 20 - IMPATIENCE
Alice was across the room before I could lift my head to look at it.
She pushed a botton and held the phone to her ear, but she didn't speak first.
"Carlisle," she breathed. She didn't seem surprised o relieved, the way I felt.
"Yes," she said, glancing at me. She listened for a long moment.
"I just saw him." She described again the vision she'd seen. "Whatever made him get on that plane... it was leading him to those rooms." She paused. "Yes," Alice dicho into the phone, and then spoke to me. "Bella?"
She held the phone out toward me. I ran to it.
"Hello?" I breathed.
"Bella," Edward said.
"Oh, Edward! I was so worried."
"Bella," he sighed in frustration, "I told tu not to worry about anything but yourself." It was so unbelievably good to hear his voice. I felt the hovering nube of despair lighten and drift back as he spoke.
"Where are you?"
"We're outside of Vancouver. Bella, I'm sorry - we lost him. He seems suspicious of us - he's careful to stay just far enough away that I can't hear what he's thinking/ but he's gone now - it looks like he got on a plane. We think he's heading back to Forks to start over." I could hear Alice filling in Jasper behind me, her quick words blurring together into a humming noise.
"I know. Alice saw that he got away."
"You don't have to worry, though. He won't find anything to lead him to you. tu just have to stay there and wait till we find him again."
"I'll be fine. Is Esme with Charlie?"
"Yes - the female has been in town. She went to the house, but while Charlie was at work. She hasn't gone near him, so don't be afraid. He's seguro with Esme and Rosalie watching."
"What is she doing?"
"Probably trying to pick up the trail. She's been all through the town during the night. Rosalie traced her through the airport, all the roads around town, the school... she's digging, Bella, but there's nothing to find."
"And you're sure Charlie's safe?"
"Yes, Esme won't let him out of her sight. And we'll be there soon. If the tracker gets anywhere near Forks, we'll have him."
"I miss you," I whispered.
"I know, Bella. Believe me, I know. It's like you've taken half my self away with you."
"Come and get it, then," I challenged.
"Soon, as soon as I possibly can. I will make tu seguro first." His voice was hard.
"I amor you," I reminded him.
"Could tu believe that, despite everything I've put tu through, I amor you, too?"
"Yes, I can, actually."
"I'll come for tu soon."
"I'll be waiting."
As soon as the phone went dead, the nube of depression began to creep over me again.
I turned to give the phone back to Alice and found her and Jasper bent over the table, where Alice was sketching on a piece of hotel stationery. I leaned on the back of the couch, looking over her shoulder.
She drew a room: long, rectangular, with a thinner, square section at the back. The wooden planks that made up the floor stretched lengthwise across the room. Down the walls were lines denoting the breaks in the mirrors. And then, wrapping around the walls, waist high, a long band. The band Alice dicho was gold.
"It's a ballet studio," I dicho suddenly recognizing the familiar shapes.
They looked at me, surprised.
"Do tu know this room?" Jasper's voice sounded calm, but there was an undercurrent of something I couldn't identify. Alice bent her head to her work, her hand flying across the page now, the shape of an emergency exit taking shape against the back wall, the stereo and TV on a low mesa, tabla por the front right corner.
"It's looks like a place I used to go for dance lessons - when I was eight o nine. It was shaped just the same." I touched the page where the square section jutted out, narrowing the back part of the room. "That's where the bathrooms were - the doors were through the other dance floor. But the stereo was here" - I pointed to the left corner - "it was older, and there wasn't a TV. There was a window in the waiting room - tu would see the room from this perspective if tu looked through it."
Alice and Jasper were staring at me.
"Are tu sure it's the same room?" Jasper asked, still calm.
No, not at all - I suppose most dance studios would look the same - the mirrors, the bar." I traced my fingers along the ballet bar set against the mirrors. "It's just the shape that looks familiar." I touched the door, set in exactly the same place as the one I remembered.
"Would tu have any reason to go there now?" Alice asked, breaking my reverie.
"No, I haven't been there in almost en years. I was a terrible dancer - they always put me in the back for recitals," I admitted.
"So there's no way it could be connected with you?" Alice asked intently.
"No, I don't even think the same person owns it. I'm sure it's just another dance studio, somewhere."
"Where was the studio tu went to?" Jasper asked in a casual voice.
"It was just around the corner from my mom's house. I used to walk there after school...," I said, my voice trailing off. I didn't miss the look they exchanged.
"Here in Phoenix, then?" His voice was still casual.
"Yes," I whispered. "Fifty-eighth Stree and Cactus."
We all sat in silence, staring at the drawing.
"Alice, is that phone safe?"
"Yes," she reassured me. "The number would just trace back to Washington."
"Then I can use it to call my mom."
"I thought she was in Florida."
"She is - but she's coming inicial soon, and she can't come back to that house while..." My voice trembled. I was thinking about something Edward had said, about the red-haired female at Charlie's house, at the school, where my records would be.
"How will tu reach her?"
"They don't have a permanent number except at the house - she's supposed to check her messages regularly."
"Jasper?" Alice asked.
He though about it. "I don't think there's any way it could hurt - be sure tu don't say where tu are, of course."
I reached eagerly for the phone and dialed the familiar number. It rang four times, and then I heard my mom's breezy voice telling me to leave a message.
"Mom," I dicho after the beep, "it's me. Listen, I need tu to do something. It's important. As soon as tu get this message, call me at this number." Alice was already at my side, escritura the number for me on the bottom of her picture. I read it carefully, twice. "Please don't go anywhere until tu talk to me. Don't worry, I'm okay, but I have to talk to tu right away, no matter how late tu get this call, all right? I amor you, Mom. Bye." I closed my eyes and prayed with all my might that no unforeseen change of plans would bring her inicial before she got my message.
I settled into the sofa, nibbling on a plate of leftover fruit, anticipating a long evening. I though about calling Charlie, but I wasn't sure if I should be inicial por now o not. I concentrated on the news, watching out for stories about Florida, o about spring training - strikes o hurricanes o terrorist attacks - anything that might send them inicial early.
Immortality must grant endless patience. Neither Jasper nor Alice seemed to feel the need to do anything at all. For a while, Alice sketched the vague outline of the dark room from her vision, as much as she could see in the light from the TV. But when she was done, she simply sat, looking at the blank walls with her timeless eyes. Jasper, too, seemed to have no urge to pace, o peek through the curtains, o run screaming out the door, the way I did.
I must have fallen asleep on the couch, waiting for the phone to ring again. The touch of Alice's cold hands woke me briefly as she carried me to the bed, but I was unconscious agan before my head hit the pillow.
TWILIGHT - chapter 20 - IMPATIENCE
Alice was across the room before I could lift my head to look at it.
She pushed a botton and held the phone to her ear, but she didn't speak first.
"Carlisle," she breathed. She didn't seem surprised o relieved, the way I felt.
"Yes," she said, glancing at me. She listened for a long moment.
"I just saw him." She described again the vision she'd seen. "Whatever made him get on that plane... it was leading him to those rooms." She paused. "Yes," Alice dicho into the phone, and then spoke to me. "Bella?"
She held the phone out toward me. I ran to it.
"Hello?" I breathed.
"Bella," Edward said.
"Oh, Edward! I was so worried."
"Bella," he sighed in frustration, "I told tu not to worry about anything but yourself." It was so unbelievably good to hear his voice. I felt the hovering nube of despair lighten and drift back as he spoke.
"Where are you?"
"We're outside of Vancouver. Bella, I'm sorry - we lost him. He seems suspicious of us - he's careful to stay just far enough away that I can't hear what he's thinking/ but he's gone now - it looks like he got on a plane. We think he's heading back to Forks to start over." I could hear Alice filling in Jasper behind me, her quick words blurring together into a humming noise.
"I know. Alice saw that he got away."
"You don't have to worry, though. He won't find anything to lead him to you. tu just have to stay there and wait till we find him again."
"I'll be fine. Is Esme with Charlie?"
"Yes - the female has been in town. She went to the house, but while Charlie was at work. She hasn't gone near him, so don't be afraid. He's seguro with Esme and Rosalie watching."
"What is she doing?"
"Probably trying to pick up the trail. She's been all through the town during the night. Rosalie traced her through the airport, all the roads around town, the school... she's digging, Bella, but there's nothing to find."
"And you're sure Charlie's safe?"
"Yes, Esme won't let him out of her sight. And we'll be there soon. If the tracker gets anywhere near Forks, we'll have him."
"I miss you," I whispered.
"I know, Bella. Believe me, I know. It's like you've taken half my self away with you."
"Come and get it, then," I challenged.
"Soon, as soon as I possibly can. I will make tu seguro first." His voice was hard.
"I amor you," I reminded him.
"Could tu believe that, despite everything I've put tu through, I amor you, too?"
"Yes, I can, actually."
"I'll come for tu soon."
"I'll be waiting."
As soon as the phone went dead, the nube of depression began to creep over me again.
I turned to give the phone back to Alice and found her and Jasper bent over the table, where Alice was sketching on a piece of hotel stationery. I leaned on the back of the couch, looking over her shoulder.
She drew a room: long, rectangular, with a thinner, square section at the back. The wooden planks that made up the floor stretched lengthwise across the room. Down the walls were lines denoting the breaks in the mirrors. And then, wrapping around the walls, waist high, a long band. The band Alice dicho was gold.
"It's a ballet studio," I dicho suddenly recognizing the familiar shapes.
They looked at me, surprised.
"Do tu know this room?" Jasper's voice sounded calm, but there was an undercurrent of something I couldn't identify. Alice bent her head to her work, her hand flying across the page now, the shape of an emergency exit taking shape against the back wall, the stereo and TV on a low mesa, tabla por the front right corner.
"It's looks like a place I used to go for dance lessons - when I was eight o nine. It was shaped just the same." I touched the page where the square section jutted out, narrowing the back part of the room. "That's where the bathrooms were - the doors were through the other dance floor. But the stereo was here" - I pointed to the left corner - "it was older, and there wasn't a TV. There was a window in the waiting room - tu would see the room from this perspective if tu looked through it."
Alice and Jasper were staring at me.
"Are tu sure it's the same room?" Jasper asked, still calm.
No, not at all - I suppose most dance studios would look the same - the mirrors, the bar." I traced my fingers along the ballet bar set against the mirrors. "It's just the shape that looks familiar." I touched the door, set in exactly the same place as the one I remembered.
"Would tu have any reason to go there now?" Alice asked, breaking my reverie.
"No, I haven't been there in almost en years. I was a terrible dancer - they always put me in the back for recitals," I admitted.
"So there's no way it could be connected with you?" Alice asked intently.
"No, I don't even think the same person owns it. I'm sure it's just another dance studio, somewhere."
"Where was the studio tu went to?" Jasper asked in a casual voice.
"It was just around the corner from my mom's house. I used to walk there after school...," I said, my voice trailing off. I didn't miss the look they exchanged.
"Here in Phoenix, then?" His voice was still casual.
"Yes," I whispered. "Fifty-eighth Stree and Cactus."
We all sat in silence, staring at the drawing.
"Alice, is that phone safe?"
"Yes," she reassured me. "The number would just trace back to Washington."
"Then I can use it to call my mom."
"I thought she was in Florida."
"She is - but she's coming inicial soon, and she can't come back to that house while..." My voice trembled. I was thinking about something Edward had said, about the red-haired female at Charlie's house, at the school, where my records would be.
"How will tu reach her?"
"They don't have a permanent number except at the house - she's supposed to check her messages regularly."
"Jasper?" Alice asked.
He though about it. "I don't think there's any way it could hurt - be sure tu don't say where tu are, of course."
I reached eagerly for the phone and dialed the familiar number. It rang four times, and then I heard my mom's breezy voice telling me to leave a message.
"Mom," I dicho after the beep, "it's me. Listen, I need tu to do something. It's important. As soon as tu get this message, call me at this number." Alice was already at my side, escritura the number for me on the bottom of her picture. I read it carefully, twice. "Please don't go anywhere until tu talk to me. Don't worry, I'm okay, but I have to talk to tu right away, no matter how late tu get this call, all right? I amor you, Mom. Bye." I closed my eyes and prayed with all my might that no unforeseen change of plans would bring her inicial before she got my message.
I settled into the sofa, nibbling on a plate of leftover fruit, anticipating a long evening. I though about calling Charlie, but I wasn't sure if I should be inicial por now o not. I concentrated on the news, watching out for stories about Florida, o about spring training - strikes o hurricanes o terrorist attacks - anything that might send them inicial early.
Immortality must grant endless patience. Neither Jasper nor Alice seemed to feel the need to do anything at all. For a while, Alice sketched the vague outline of the dark room from her vision, as much as she could see in the light from the TV. But when she was done, she simply sat, looking at the blank walls with her timeless eyes. Jasper, too, seemed to have no urge to pace, o peek through the curtains, o run screaming out the door, the way I did.
I must have fallen asleep on the couch, waiting for the phone to ring again. The touch of Alice's cold hands woke me briefly as she carried me to the bed, but I was unconscious agan before my head hit the pillow.
"hey bella going to a party dressing like that." alice pointed at my jeans and t-shirt
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just dicho that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine tu can dress me up. aneways it is a halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell tu that tu had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 hora later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just dicho that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine tu can dress me up. aneways it is a halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell tu that tu had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 hora later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
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tu promised me that
every time we touch
tu will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
tu promised me that
no matter what happens
tu will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
tu promised me that
my feelings for tu
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
tu promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
tu promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
every time we touch
tu will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
tu promised me that
no matter what happens
tu will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
tu promised me that
my feelings for tu
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
tu promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
tu promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
Hey...
I'm soooo very sorry that I didn't get a chance to write. School's keeping me busy every minuto so I can't come to fanpop often. I'll write for ya all tomorrow... And again..I'm so very sorry for not writing...I was thinking of some ideas to continue my story but I was scared to continue cuz I didn't know if they were good cuz my mind was busy with homework and the things tu know!!! So... I didn't continue it till now, which I have a great idea for continuing...So... tune in tomorrow to read it. K?
amor U ALL
Rob_Patt_fan!
I'm soooo very sorry that I didn't get a chance to write. School's keeping me busy every minuto so I can't come to fanpop often. I'll write for ya all tomorrow... And again..I'm so very sorry for not writing...I was thinking of some ideas to continue my story but I was scared to continue cuz I didn't know if they were good cuz my mind was busy with homework and the things tu know!!! So... I didn't continue it till now, which I have a great idea for continuing...So... tune in tomorrow to read it. K?
amor U ALL
Rob_Patt_fan!
hola
guys
sorry
i
broke
my
promise
i
did
not
write
today
but
i
really
have
a
big
reason
i
lost
the
ideas
i
should
write
today
but
do
not
worry
i
will
finish
the
story
what
ever
happen
i
promise
i
am
not
sure
if
i
can
write
tomorrow
maybe
the
next
day
but
it
will
not
be
longer
than
a
week
of
not
updating
promise
..
sorry
sorry
sorry
.
.
.
bella_01
please dont be angry with me i promise to write soon i will let tu know if i already start escritura again...thank you.please still read the story if i ever updated the siguiente día o the día after that
guys
sorry
i
broke
my
promise
i
did
not
write
today
but
i
really
have
a
big
reason
i
lost
the
ideas
i
should
write
today
but
do
not
worry
i
will
finish
the
story
what
ever
happen
i
promise
i
am
not
sure
if
i
can
write
tomorrow
maybe
the
next
day
but
it
will
not
be
longer
than
a
week
of
not
updating
promise
..
sorry
sorry
sorry
.
.
.
bella_01
please dont be angry with me i promise to write soon i will let tu know if i already start escritura again...thank you.please still read the story if i ever updated the siguiente día o the día after that
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