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4 AM Phone Call

I knew he was watching me again, the feeling of eyes on my back while I was trying to sleep was a little difficult to deal with. I didn't say anything, trying hard to keep my breathing even but he knew, he always knew when I had woken up. Sighing, I opened one eye, glancing at the clock. Four in the morning and my heart was already starting to ache at the lack of a touch, of a cold hand on my heated flesh. It wasn't the touch I craved, the touch I longed for but it would do, seeing as it was the only one I could get. I rolled over and he was gone, like the wind. The window was still locked and I realized he was never there, that I was alone. Alone in the woods, alone in my bed, alone at school, alone. That's all I was.

I climbed out of bed and unlocked the window before moving toward the bathroom, thankful that the house was empty tonight so I didn't have to put on any pants. Turning on the light, I closed the door behind me and turned toward the sink. Sunken, dark bags under my eyes and I sighed at the sight. I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face, just hovering over the basin for a moment before turning it back off and grabbing a towel. I dried off my face and left the bathroom, heading back into my room. I felt a sense of dread, though I wasn't sure why so I shrugged it off.

I swung my bedroom door open and that is when I felt just how cold it was in my room. I shivered, both because of the cold and the fact that I was sure someone was here and I was practically naked in front of them. I inhaled, slowly, trying to find something that would tell me who the intruder was. It wasn't til I heard a voice that I knew. Her voice. That sweet voice.

"Hey," she breathed out softly, "I thought I saw something, you know, involving you and so I came to check up on you."

A side of her most people aren't lucky enough to see, when she isn't bouncing off the walls. How gorgeous. "Hey," I responded, just as breathy and soft. I moved toward the voice but she moved to the other side of the room before I even took a step. "C'mon, don't do this to me."

"You know very well that I can't.. we can't do that," she answered my unasked question. "It would kill them. Both of them."

"Why'd you come here then? You know what it does to me!" I shouted at her, anger filling my body.

"I'm sorry," she whispered and moved toward the window. I ran over, throwing my arms around her. I knew that she moved that slow on purpose, just to get my warmth to surround her, even if its for a moment. "Bella..."

I cried into her shoulder, mumbling incoherently about how every time she came back, she just made me fall in love all over again. That this was the woods all over again but it was worse. A hundred times worse because this time, I actually could feel my heart breaking. She pulled from me and placed herself on the windowsill, almost threatening to leave if I touched her again. I fell to my knees and begged her not to go away again.

I wasn't being left alone because I loved his sister this time. I was being left alone because I was threatening to tear apart the very fabric holding together the family I longed to join. She saw that future and aims to prevent it, even though there were other visions, happier visions of the same choice. She just didn't know how to bring about the happiness she longed for so she chose to just not follow it.

I don't know how long I stayed on the floor, crying softly to myself before it came to a stop. I glanced up, my eyes immediately connecting with hers and I felt myself fall in love all over again. In a flash, she was by my side, lips connecting with mine, rock hard, cold skin pressed firmly against my heated flesh and I could pretend that it was all okay. There was a need, a desperation in our touches and before I knew it, my bare back was pressed against my mattress. Those perfect lips left mine and I whimpered before they landed elsewhere and I never knew a heaven quite like this. My hands clenched the sheets beneath me and her name was spilling from my lips, like a mantra. As if the moment I stopped saying it, it would stop being real.

She slipped inside and all I could feel was her, all I could smell was her. I was close and her fingers curled and hit that spot just right and suddenly, I stopped breathing and my back arched and an explosion happened inside me. I rocked my hips, hands moving from the bed to her hair, clinging to it and pulling it closer like I would die if she didn't continue her attack on me. She was building me up again, to throw me over the edge once more, twice more and before long, I was panting and sweating and begging her to please stop because I couldn't take it anymore.

She slipped from my bed, moving toward the window like nothing mattered anymore and it took every ounce of strength I could muster to sit up and ask her where the fuck she thought she was going.

"That was a mistake that should not have happened, Bella. You and I both know that," she growled and I knew she needed to hunt but I didn't care.

"Are you coming back?" I asked, even though I knew, I just knew she wouldn't say yes.

"No." She jumped out onto the ground and I ran to the window and shouted, knowing she would here me.

"Don't go away! I want to be more than this, whatever it is! Every time you come here, you make me fall and then break my heart by leaving me alone again!" The tears were back and I collapsed on the floor. "Why can't we just be together, Alice?"


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