Resilient

Chapter Twenty-Five: And Once Again Bella Fails to Observe the Obvious.

Several grueling hours later we pulled into a hotel. I poked Bella repeatedly until she groggily lifted her head.

"Get up lazy bum, I refuse to carry you." I told her. Lucky for her Alice came to her rescue and practically carried her up to the room they had gotten. The second we were in the room I stumbled to the bed and collapsed on top of it. Not loving the idea of sleeping in the presence of a vampire, but I am so tired. I was nervous of what could happen to Charlie, what could even happen to Renee if things got desperate. I never wanted them to be involved in this stupid world. Nothing was right, and there were too many unknowns, and it was meant to be that way. Humans were not supposed to know of this. Bella and I are proof of this being hunted down. If we weren't in that field he would have no reason to kill us, because we would not be fun to catch. I mean sure, we may have become snacks at some point, but there would be almost no threat to our family. I worried what would become of Charlie and Renee if they got mixed up in this shifty world, where animalistic instincts were the norm. They don't care about the innocent in this world, they look out for their own interests. Just as I was wondering how I could save them in case of them being taken for blackmail, my worries were suddenly not my own. Someone else will deal with it, my mind said. It is all under control, all these worries are not something that concerns me. I pushed against this strange intrusion. Of course they were my worries. Sleep, my mind cooed, everything will be clearer after you do. This, it seemed, was impossible to escape from. A lethargy so heavy washed over me. I sat up in a vain attempt to fight it. It was foreign, invading. Only when I sat up did the outline in the corner become clearer. My mind was fuzzy with the onslaught of exhaustion. But I could have sworn the outline matched that of Jasper, the manipulative vampire. That was my last thought before my will was overpowered and I collapsed onto the mattress, my mind being quickly dragged down to the deep recesses of sleep.

It was hours before I awoke. When I did I sat up, feeling sick with worry. I could hear voices from the other room. I really did not feel like talking to anyone, but I needed to be sure everyone was alright. So, with this in mind, I dragged myself out of my semi-comfortable hotel bed and stomped out to the room. Bella was not there, she had been sleeping when I left, but both Alice and Jasper looked up when I entered. I glanced at the clock on the small table. I had slept for four hours. Groaning, I plopped down on the floor where I stood. I was not happy, I wanted to sleep, I wanted peace, I wanted the vampires to stop staring at me. I glared at them, specifically Jasper. He had made me sleep, he had forced it upon me. He must have felt my anger toward him, but he gave me a small smile.

"If it makes you feel any better I could barely keep a good hold on you. Your mind is strong even in sleep. The only reason you woke up was because I couldn't hold you any longer." That actually made me feel better, but was that my emotion, or his will? I did not like the feeling of distrust in myself. These vampires invaded in every possible way. Edward had a hold on my mind. Jasper had my emotions, Alice even stole my future. As soon as possible I would find a way to prevent this. A small crash announced the presence of Bella in the room. She had managed to walk right into a table and stub her toe at once. She grimaced in pain, waiting a few seconds to walk forward to greet everyone, before plopping down on the couch next to Alice, who was currently watching the news intently. Was it even news to her? This was going to be a long day. 

 It turns out it was quite interesting. Alice had a few visions and Bella recognized the drawings of the places she saw. People were called and in the end Alice and Jasper both wound up downstairs in the lobby checking us out, while Bella and I were told to pack. I never unpacked so I had no problem. I was mildly curious as to why Alice and Jasper both felt the need to go. I mean doesn't that leave us quite exposed? I mulled over these thoughts in the corner. It was darker there, and I just felt the need to look like a brooding teenager, which I supposed was what I was. Bella seemed to be conversing with someone on the phone. At first I assumed it was our mom, but then the conversation seemed to turn in a direction that did not make sense. I heard her hang up and I retreated farther into my corner. She crept out of the room, glancing around the small space as though to be sure she was alone. Her eyes scanned right over my hiding spot. She was definitely up to something. It was because of this that I waited till she had left the room to dart forward and out the door behind her. I placed my feet down gently as I followed her out of the hallway and eventually out of the hotel. She hailed a taxi and was just climbing in the back when I put a hand out stopping the door, and slid in next to her.

"Myla, what are you doing?" She hissed at me.

"I could ask the same question to you." I stated coolly.

"Get out." She snapped at me. I ignored her. The taxi driver was waiting expectantly for directions. With a small snarl Bella gave them to the driver, apparently we were going to a ballet studio. The same one in Alice's vision. I was surprised she gave in that easily, but Bella tended to avoid awkward situations. Besides, she probably knew she would not make it out of this and did not want to be alone, but apparently it either hadn't registered that she would be taking me with her, as well as taking away both of Renee and Charlie's children at once. I thought it cruel, but in this case it was sort of my own fault. The car ride was silent, until we at last pulled up to the ballet studio. The one where we both knew he would be waiting. The one we were both about to die in. The one that maybe, just maybe, only one of us had to die in. If I could just buy Bella some time, then The Cullens could take it from there. I would hate to leave her with only an if, but that was the best I could try to do. I had no plan, nor did I have any desire to think of one. There was no way it would line up enough to work, besides I preferred to take it as it comes. Sometimes I was better at thinking on my feet, other times I was a strategist. This was definitely a think on my feet time. Bella took a deep breath and moved forward, I mimicked her, and made a silent vow that no matter what. I would be sure she got out of here, even if I didn't. Bella did not say a word as she pulled open the doors and walked inside. She paused in the lobby area, waiting, listening, I did the same. Suddenly our mom's voice, loud and panicked, floated toward us.

"Bella, Bella!" It said, I was left out for some reason. It now made sense as to why Bella decided to come here, and be killed. Then I realized something else, there was a faint buzz in the voice of our mom. It was a recording. I turned to tell Bella it was a recording, but she had already turned and was running in the direction of the sound, and the vampire. I tore after her, hoping to get there before her. I did not want to shout, I felt like it would announce our presence to the vampire, James, but I am sure it already knew we were there. Unfortunately with my late start I caught up to Bella just as she was about to round the corner. I yanked her back, but it was already too late. She had seen the TV, she had entered the room. Now, all we did was watch in horror as our death rose and turned to face us.