BPOV

                The house was very quiet. I could hear the faint sounds of Davin and Bree down the hall. They wouldn’t bother me. Alice and Jasper had gone to see the rest of the Cullens to give me privacy. My mind was muddled. I sat in my room idly fingering my old copy of Wuthering Heights. Had Edward and Jacob killed each other? No, I was sure they were fine. It would be nice to know what happened though. I heard a howl in the distance. Jake. He didn’t sound hurt though. I had become quite adept at interpreting their howls in the last 50 years. I thought I saw a shadowy wolf at the edge of the woods, but when I looked harder it seemed to turn and leave. Maybe I was imagining things.

                What was wrong with me? I had been so happy earlier. Maybe the emotional roller coaster was talking a toll on me. There was so much sadness over Charlie in my heart. That sadness sat directly next to overwhelming joy about Edward. Next there was confusion. Why was he here? Would they stay? Then there was guilt, so much guilt. I had kept Alice and Jasper from their family for 50 years! I was so selfish. I felt like the monster that Edward had named himself. He was perfect, so perfect. But I was a selfish, heartless monster. Why did Alice and Jasper put up with me? Last, hidden in the deepest part of me, was fear. I was so afraid that Edward would leave, that he was just dropping by. I knew he didn’t love me, but I still wanted him to stay.

                There was a loud scuffling coming from down the hall. I got up. What were Bree and Davin doing? I sped down the hall, grateful for the distraction. I found Davin being restrained by a very scared looking Bree. She wasn’t doing a very good job. I raced over and grabbed his strong arms. I also got hold of Bree, just in case.

                “What’s going on?” I demanded. I noticed that both of their eyes were bright red. I also noticed a faint, rusty smell pouring in through the open window. I winced, knowing what that scent smelled like to Bree and Davin. How was she keeping a cool head? She wasn’t. Now that I had both of them in my grip, she was starting to struggle. I said a few unladylike curses under my breath. I could barely restrain Davin, much less a newborn. I needed help. There was no way I could get to a phone though. Surely Alice had seen this and was on her way. I I didn’t have the time to wait; I was starting to lose my grip on Bree. More curses flew from my lips. Now my own throat was burning, although the smell didn’t appeal to me. Who was out there? I used my heightened senses, trying to figure it out. A hunter, I finally decided. This couldn’t continue. They were going to get away from me.