I growled, frustrated.

    “ I’m going hunting.” I said in a tone that made everyone know that I needed to be alone. I ran out the front door, and…just ran. I didn’t know where I was going, and I really didn’t want to hunt (it’s the perfect excuse to get out of the house). I basically just closed my eyes and let my feet take me wherever they wanted to go.
    
    It didn’t take long before I began to feel ridiculous and stopped. I took a deep breath to calm myself and opened my eyes.

    I was standing in front of Charlie’s house. But it was different. It looked like they’d added a few more room on both the first and second floor. I bit my lip. I really shouldn’t go inside, but….Oh screw it.

    I ran as fast-and quietly-as possible through a window and into the house. I was hit with the smell of a werewolf-not a strong smell, and definitely not Jacob-mixed with two humans, and the floral scent I knew so well.

    She was sitting at the table, looking at her email. I slipped into a dark corner, and watched her. God, she looked different. From behind her I could tell that she was tired, her hair was losing its shine, and her hands were paler and thinner than I’d remembered. She wasn’t sick though, I could tell by her smell.

    Suddenly, her mouth dropped and she forced air through her lungs.

    “ Alice, you guys are insane.” she muttered. I couldn’t stop the sharp gust of air I inhaled. How did she know? How could she know? She turned around and looked straight at me, smiling. “ You can’t expect me to hang around mythical creatures all day and not know when someone is watching me, can you?” I barely herd it, I was looking at her face. She had dark circles under her eyes, but that wasn’t what got me.

    Her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes, they looked so hurt now. Like, she’d seen too much, felt too much, been hurt too much, and now she was permanently scarred. I blinked and stepped out of the shadow, forcing a chuckle out for her sake.

    “ I guess not.” I said. I wanted so badly to take the hurt out of her eyes, to let her know that she’s loved. That she’s still my sister/best friend. I wanted to, and I was going to.

    I flew to her, wrapping my stone arms around her body. She squeezed me hard, and inhaled ( a lot like she had when I thought she was dead) and I found myself doing the same.

    I had my sister back. I had my shopping buddy, my “ Bella Barbie”, my best friend back. I was happy. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hide it, so Edward was going to give me hell, but I didn’t care. I was too damn happy to care about anything Mr. Emotional Edward has to say. I was too damn happy.
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