𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒖𝒏 {𝟏}

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐀 𝐆𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐎𝐮𝐭

I told Charlie I had a lot of homework to do, and that I didn't want anything to eat since I was tired, after doing my homework, I decided to call it a night and fell asleep. I opened my eyes to a familiar place. Aware in some corner of my consciousness that I was dreaming, I recognized the green light of the forest. Suddenly Bella was there, tugging on my hand, pleading me not to hurt Edward. I was confused when I looked at her. "Bella? What's wrong?" I asked. Her face was frightened not by Edward nor his family, no she wasn't afraid of them. I realized now she was afraid of me. Which made me worry. I knew deep inside that I would never hurt my sister.

"Run, Edward, you have to run!" she yelled, terrified.

Suddenly I was shaking violently before falling to the dim forest floor. I felt my bones break into a million pieces, I wanted to scream but I couldn't.

Bella watched in horror.

And then I saw more wolves, their fur faintly glowing, all their eyes dark and dangerous.

Suddenly I saw myself pouncing toward Edward, his eyes widen in fear as I aimed for his jugular. Then the scene changed, I was myself once again and I was at the beach, I could hear the waves close by. Then I would look down and see all the body parts of the Cullen's, I could see Carlisle, Esme, Carine, Earnest, Edward, Edythe, Emmett, Eleanor, Rosalie, Royal, Alice, Archie, Jasper and Jessamine's heads all on top of a pile of their body parts.

I would then light a match and toss it on them, flames erupt as I watched them burn.

"No!" I screamed, wrenching upright out of my bed.

I glanced, disoriented, at the clock on my dresser. It was five in the morning. I groaned, fell back onto my bed. 

So much for sleep.

I got up from my bed and walked to the bathroom to shower. The shower didn't last nearly as long as I hoped it would, though. I wiped myself dry and put a towel around my waist and walked back to my bedroom. I dressed slowly in my most comfy shorts and then made my way down to the kitchen; I decided to grab a bowl of cereal and called it good.

I had to get out of the house, maybe go for a jog? hike? At this point, anything sounded good than staying here at the moment. I went up to my bedroom and changed into some clothes, I pulled on my boots onto my feet and tied them, once I was done, I got off my bed and headed downstairs and out through the front door.

Of course, stupid me without checking the weather didn't grab my rain jacket. It was overcast, but not raining yet. Something I was going to regret later if it does rain. I decided to head west on foot, angling across the yard toward the ever-encroaching forest. It didn't take long till I was deep enough for the house and the road to be invisible, for the only sound to be the squish of the damp earth under my feet and the sudden cries of the jays.

There was a thin ribbon of a trail that led through the forest here, so I decided to follow the trail to see where it leads me. The trail led me deeper and deeper into the forest, mostly west as far as I could tell. I was surrounded by the Sitka spruces and the hemlocks, the yews and the maples. The green, damp moss that is on the rocks and trunks of the trees.

I continue to follow the trail, walking at first. A few drops of moisture trickled down from the canopy above me, I knew this was the beginning of me regretting myself. To add insult to injury, I walked off the path, but for some reason, I knew where I was at. . . I see a recently fallen tree — I knew it was recent because it wasn't entirely carpeted in moss — rested against the trunk of one of the other trees, creating a sheltered little bench. I stepped over the ferns and sat not caring if my clothes were starting to get damp and leaned my head back against the living tree.