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    Chapter 11-The Wrong

    Run! That's what I had to do. I couldn't let them near me. They wanted something, maybe they wanted me but they would never get it. Not from me. So running was the only alternative. Faster, Aro and Caius were chasing me. Their cloaks were blowing after them. I turned and ran faster. They were gaining. I had to escape, for everyone. I had to. I ran into someone. Marcus. He caught me. I tried to free my self from his grasp but he held firm. I fought, I couldn't let them win. Aro came closer and bared his teeth and leaned closer to my face.

    "Four hours Carlisle, what does that mean? Don't tell me to stay calm, Alice! Your not here, you don't know what happened, so butt out!" Edward's voice yelled. Alice? She was here? "What did I do wrong Carlisle? Did I kill her? What do I do? Tell me what to do!" His voice was loud and panicked. He was talking on his cell phone I realized. "FOUR HOURS! We don't ever so I don't know what your talking about!-!" Edward said. He obviously was not getting the help from Carlisle that he desired. What was wrong? What happened? I opened my eyes. The cabin ceiling greeted me. "NO! You stay on the phone until you find one!" Edward continued to holler. I lifted my head to see him. He was pacing in front of the bed and fidgeting. "I am calm. If I wasn't, this phone would not still be in tact." I knew I could calm him with whatever his problem was.

    I tried to move. I groaned with stiffness and pain. Edward turned around fast and looked at me. He threw the phone he was holding at the wall and jumped on the bed about two inches from my face.

    "Bella!" he exclaimed. Who was he expecting? He pulled me up by my shoulders and crushed me to his body. "Are you okay? Talk to me, how do you feel?"

    "I feel…" I trailed off trying to decide how I felt. Everything felt different.

    "Thirsty? Are you thirsty?" he said in a rush. Why was he talking about drinks? Did he want me to get drunk?

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