Night Call

"Now and then I think of all the time you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
And I don't wanna live that way,
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch hung on somebody that you used to know."

Gotye - Somebody That I Used to Know

My heart pounded as I waited and listened. I stepped away from the counter and closed the cupboard forgetting about my mug and swearing at Emmett. I could hear his footsteps as he walked into the kitchen, his gorgeous skin shimmering like dimonds in the sunlight that pierced the clouds. For being so beautiful I've never seen anyone so terryifying.

His eyes pierced mine and he frowned.

"You went to Jacob's." It wasn't a question.

I swallowed thickly. "Yes." I couldn't lie. Like Alice had said, I smelled like dog and since I slept in Jacob's bed I must've reeked like werewolf. "I thought I could find out more about the accident. Since he, you know... kinda caused it." Though he breathed no air he exhaled deeply.

"I forbade it."

"I know you did, but I don't care."

"Why not? Don't you care for your own saftey? Don't you care if anything happens to you?" His tone of voice slowly began to rise.

"Of course I do, but so much has happened already," I pointed at the sling, "that at this point it doesn't really matter!"

"Doesn't matter?" He stared at me incredulously. "How does saftey not matter?! Help me understand, Evelyn, because I'm having a really hard time grasping what you're saying right now!" I wanted to pull my hair out in frustration.

"How can I help you Edward if you don't tell me anything!" I shouted back. "You tell me to stay away yet you're not giving me anything! What reason, why, tell me Edward, why can't I see Jacob?!"

"He dangerous!"

"And you're not? Jasper's not?!"

"It's not the same," he shook his head, "we have more self-control then they do! He's already hurt you once, he'll do it again!"

"He wouldn't and you know that!" I fought back. "Jesus, Edward! What's so bad about Jacob, huh!? What's wrong with me seeing him?!"

"Dammit, Bella, just stop! You're not seeing Jacob!" He threw he hands up, a fierce glare in his eyes. At the realization that he had called me Bella Edward's entire demeanor had changed. All the anger and rage in him seemed vanish and was replaced with a defeated and pain expression.

"Bella?" Why would he call me Bella? "I'm Evelyn, Edward... " A horrible feeling began to creep over me. "But this isn't about me, isn't it?" There was only one reason why he would have called me Bella. He was thinking about her, even while he was arguing with me over my friendship with Jacob he was thinking about her - only her. "Her," I sighed. "That's it isn't? It's what it's always been about." An ache began to fill my heart. "Not me. Not my safety or my life." I shook my head unable to believe what was happening. My throat burned as a cry began to crawl it's way up painfully slow. "Bella." I looked at him. "Right? ...it's always been about Bella."

He didn't say anything. He didn't have to.

I sighed and ran a hand through my knotted hair. "That's why you don't want me talking to Jacob... you don't want him to get close to Bella." I felt a pang deep in my heart at the revelation. I wasn't in love with Edward, but knowing that his fears were for Bella and her relationship with him really hurt me. He put her feelings her thoughts before my own. Me, the person who had lost everything and everyone. The person who was lost in a world where they didn't belong and was far from their own. I needed to get home and even though he knew Jacob was the one to cause the accident he refused to let me go see him. Jacob, probably my only chance at finding Margaret and going home.

My heart ached at the thought of being placed so low on the scale of importance. Did I really mean that little to him? Was there any even concern for me? The Edward I had met when I first arrived to 'Twilight Forks' had become a completely different person. One of the first people to befriend me and reassure me that everything was okay and even cared for my well-being once no longer cared. But what hurt the most is that even though I had lost everything, Edward was willing to let me lose more.

"... I never mattered..." The tears welled in my eyes again and the lump in my throat ached. "...at all..."

He shook his head sadly. "No, you do matter Evelyn, but - "

"Not as much as Bella." He remained silent.

With quivering lips I looked down at the ground feeling a depressing sadness fill me from within. I wanted nothing more than to disappear, just like everyone else in my life had.

"Evelyn - "

"... I think... I think I'm gonna take a nap." My voice was barely above a whisper. Without looking at him I turned away and made my way up the stairs and towards my room, crying to whole way.



I layed sprawled on my bed and stared up at the ceiling as I thought over everything that had happened in the last few hours.

I went behind Edward's back and went to see Jacob. I got to meet the pack and was told the legends first hand by Billy Black himself. I had slept over at Jacob's house and in his bed. I kissed Jacob. I. Kissed. Jacob. Or rather, he kissed me. I was elated for a while until I came home and got into a fight with Edward, the last person I ever thought I'd get in a fight with.

I was still depressed.

The others had come home a few hours ago yet I remained in my room even after Alice barged into my room going on and on about the boutique and the clothes she bought and even after she tried to get Jasper to talk to me. He sided with me and kindly told her leave me alone because I wanted to be by myself. She conceded and left shouting for Emmett to look at her clothes.

Although we didn't talk very often I was very grateful for Jasper being there.

An hour after they left a sweet and delicious smell began to flow into my room through the open door and not a second later Emmett's voiced boomed from the hall.

"Madame, your dinner iz rea-dy!" He announced from the bottom of the staircase.

"I'm not hungry..." I whispered knowing that he could hear me. A second after the words left my lips he appeared at my doorway with his arms crossed and a look of disbelief on his face.

He made a 'psshh' sound and waltzed into my room with a grin. "Not hungry? Since when are you ever 'not hungry'?" He sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders pulling me close. "Cozy up to big bro Emmett and tell him what's on your mind."

"It's nothing," I shook my head, "I'm just not that hungry, I guess." He made a face at me that clearly said 'I-Know-You're-Lying' and tsked. I couldn't help but crack a smile at him.

"What?"

"Evie, I know you like the back of my hand and if there's one thing I know it's that you're always hungry."

"Am not!"

He huffed and raised a brow. "Oh really? Well what about the other night when Esme made you a pizza that was supposed to last for two days and was scarfed down in what? 30 minutes? Maybe less? I don't even think poor Bella got to have a slice."

"Hey!" I laughed and shoved his shoulder off of me. "That was a supreme, okay? You can't say no. And you know what? The crust had garlic seasoning on it - do you know how hard it is to not eat bread that has garlic seasoning on it? No, you don't, 'cause you suck!"

"Suck blood. Mua-ha-ha-ha!" He spoke like Dracula and tossed his head dramatically.

"Shut up." I shook my head with a laugh.

He began to laugh his own laugh and wrapped his shoulder around me again as he chuckled. "Come on. Have dinner and after I'll let you come back to your cave to skulk in the shadows."

"I do not skulk."

"Fine," he laughed, "creep." I glared at him which only made him smile wide but it soon faded into a somber expression. "In all seriousness, though, you need to eat." And with that he stood from the end of my bed "Come on, Evie. There's no getting out of this one. Whether you like it or not you're gonna eat."

I groaned as he gently grabbed my shoulder and pulled me up from the bed.

"I swear. You'd think you were the vampire." I smacked his shoulder when he let go and followed his retreating figure as he turned around and walked out of the room. I tailed him all the way down hall until we reached the stairs where my steps slowed to a near halt. Emmett looked back at me and smiled. "Come on, it's not gonna eat you."

I knew he knew about the beef between Edward and I. Everyone in the house did since they had super-human hearing and we were yelling at each other when we fought; but he didn't know about me going behind Edward's back and as much as I wanted to believe he would back me up I know that Emmett would be just as furious as Edward when he found out I went back to the person who had nearly killed me multiple times - and who he wanted to kill.

"Eat and then you can go back upstairs, okay?" I nodded and continued to follow. As we made our way downstairs I could hear voices talking about various things, mostly Alice telling Jasper everything she bought from the boutique. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I made a b-line for Alice, who was sitting on the couch next to Jasper and plopped down next to her. She looked at me and grinned.

"I was wondering when you were going to come down. Here, look at this." She reached for one of the shopping bags next to her and handed it to me. It was a large, plastic pink bag that had a hot pink bow design on it. I peered at it for a moment before opening it and looking inside.

A shirt.

I pulled it out and smiled. It was long-sleeved and pale blue in color. Around the waist was a black bow emboided onto it and outlined in a darker blue. It was simple, which was what I liked the most about it, yet it had a girly flare to it. It was something I could wear with anything to anywhere.

I loved it.

"I saw you in this."

"What?" I looked at her.

"I had a vision and saw you wearing this." She saw me wearing the shirt? I wondered what was so important about the shirt that Alice had a vision about it. "You like it?"

"Like it? Alice, I love it." I pulled her into a hug. "Thank you." She pulled away and smiled. My lifted spirits were brought to a crashing fall when Rosalie stepped into the living room from the kitchen. She had her usual snear on her face as she walked in, giving me a disgusted look and stood near Emmett. He wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her temple, whispering something in her ear that made her frown. She must've felt me staring at her because she looked back at me and locked eyes with me and glared. Instinctively, I glared back. Her eyes narrowed.

"Do you have a problem with staring?" She gritted out.

"No."

"Then stop staring at me like you do." What? Was she serious? She was getting mad because I looked at her.

"Then go away." I whispered under my breath. I still must've been too loud because Rosalie was out of Emmett's arms and standing closer to me with a hardened glare on her face.

"What was that?!" She nearly shouted, placing her hands on her waist.

"... nothing."

She smirked triumphantly. "Hm. Look at you. How are you supposed to save your friend when you can't even stand up for yourself. Human." She spat out the last word like it was a nasty taste in her mouth. Before anyone could tell her what a low blow that was and compliment me on my courage and resilience I snapped.

"You know what." I stood from the couch and approached her, stepping up to her and invading her personal space. I was so close I could see specks of shimmering gold in her orbs. The vampire glared at me viciously, her honey eyes darkening at my close proximity and her jaw clenching - but I didn't care. I was tired of her and her trash talking. I was tired of her belittling me and making me feel like I was a danger to her family. I was tired of her attitude and it was time to let her know.

"What." She retorted. Her reply was short - her voice laced with a seething rage. Her nostrils flared daring me to make a move. I clenched my fist and felt my own jaw set in defiance.

"You know what." I answered her darkly. "I am sick and tired of you talking to me the way you do."

She crossed her arms over her chest and shifted her weight on her feet stepping closer to me. She inclined her head, what sounded like a low, threatening growl emitting from her chest. "Then do something about it."

"Whoa, whoa!" Emmett chimed in with a smile on his face and hands raised up. "Ladies, please! I'm sure we can talk this out!" I ignored Emmett and did the only thing I could. With an open palm and all my might I pulled my hand back and braced myself before bringing it forward and slapping her across the face as hard as I could. A loud 'Smack! could be heard at the contact and before I could even blink ice, cold hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me back. I gasped at the speed in which I was pulled and looked back to see Alice behind me.

Rosalie's eyes had gone completely black as she thrashed around in Emmett's arms. She was hissing and flailing about as she tried to get out of his grasp. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" From the corner of my eye a blur flew down the stairs and Carlise was standing between Rosalie and I. Esme and Edward appeared from out of no where, both with the same shocked expressions. "I'M GONNA RIP YOU TO PIECES!"

"Rosalie, baby, relax!" Emmett tightened his hold on his wife as she continued to thrash like a rabid animal.

"NO! I'M GONNA KILL HER! WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS?!"

"Take her outside." Said Carlisle. Emmett nodded and in a flash they were both gone, Rosalie's screaming quickly becoming a distant cry until nothing could be heard. Carlisle then looked to Alice and nodded his head. Alice hesitated before letting me go. "Follow me." And with that he turned around briskly walked up the stairs.

Without looking at anyone I ducked my head and did as I was told and followed Carlisle up the stairs until we reached his office. He opened the door and held it open letting me go in first before gently closing it. He turned to face me and gestured to his office chair behind his desk. Wringing my fingers and biting my lip I sat down and looked at him expectantly, waiting for the yells.

But he didn't yell. He spoke calm and collectively and that scared me a million more times then any would do.

"Evelyn, what you did out there," he pointed to the door, "is inexcusable."

The shame hit me like a tidal wave. "I know, I just... I couldn't help it." I shrugged. "I just got so tired of her." He sighed and shook his head and stood.

"That's not how we handle things here. If there is a dispute in the house we arrange a meeting between those involved and discuss the issues at hand. Didn't you think about what could happen to you? The repercussions?" I shook my head. "If none of us weren't there and it was just you and Rosalie... Evelyn, look at me." I didn't want to look at him. I knew what I did was uncalled for and that I was in the wrong. I was ashamed of what I did and couldn't bring myself to admit it.

"Now." I bit my lip and looked up at him. Carlisle stood in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest, his brows knitted together in concern and disapproval. I didn't like how he stared down at me as if I were a misbehaved child. Carlisle usually carried an air that demanded respect, but this time he seemed more like a father scolding his child. Being frowned upon by Carlisle felt worse then falling from the tree or Jacob's wolf form crashing into me.

"You need to understand how serious the situation is now." A serious situation? Since when? "The only thing that stopped Rosalie from killing you in the other room were Emmett and Alice intervening." He sighed. "I didn't think I'd have to have this talk with you." He shook his head.

"Talk?" What talk? How bad of a talk would it have to be if Carlisle feared giving it to me? Was he going to kick me out? Was he going to tell me that I was on my own? Hundreds of horrible scenarios flashed through my mind, each worst then the last.

I was terrified.

"If there's one thing you need to understand about this family is that we pride ourselves for our self-control. We do not goad others into fighting nor act on those impulses to attack. Rosalie - Rosalie is temperamental and prone to outburst and that's because of her previous life ending so quickly. She sees you as a threat to this family because of the mysteries surrounding your sudden appearance. If there is some force behind your misfortune, which there may be, she fears it may harm us."

I opened my mouth to tell him that Bella was probably even more of a danger to her family then I was but he shook his hand and waved my words away.

"But Rosalie aside, I expect you to exert the same amount of self-control as the others. You are not a vampire, you are not werewolf, and you are not invincible. You are human."

I stared at him with wide, fearful eyes. He must've noticed how disturbed I had become by his words because his voice dropped to a softer, more caring tone. "... I give you this warning not to frighten you, but as a gesture of kindness and concern for your well-being. I know you're expecting me to yell at you and go on and on and on, but I won't. You're old enough to know how wrong you were in striking Rosalie and old enough to give yourself a proper scolding. But before I let you out I ask only one thing of you."

I hesitated not really knowing whether I should ask or not, but it's not like it would stop him from telling me anyway. "What?"

Carlisle lowered himself into a crouching position so he was near eye level with me. He placed a cold hand on my shoulder and gave it light squeeze, staring into my eyes with his gleaming topaz ones. And with a soft sigh he spoke.

"... please be careful."

The effect was immediate.

I felt terrible for making Carlisle worry for my life in his own home. He promised me that I was safe here and that no harm would come to me, I didn't want to be the one to break the promise for him. I didn't want to make him feel as if he had failed in protecting me when he was the one who went out of his way by welcoming me into his home and allowing me to take part in finding my way back to my own world.

I didn't want to disappoint him.

I nodded my head. "Okay." He smiled softly at me gave my shoulder another squeeze before standing up.

"Before I let you go I need to tell you something." Oh god, what now? "Rosalie will be upset with you for attacking her and - "

"But I didn't attack her I just - !" Carlisle held up a hand. I stopped talking and waited for him to continue.

"She will be upset about the fight for a while and I believe it's best if you were never to be alone with her until she lets go of the ordeal." I scoffed.

"She's never gonna let it go. She hates me!"

He shook his head. "So be it as it may, I feel it would be best if you were to not speak to her until she's had time to cool off. Can you do that for me?" He raised a fine eye-brow.

I wanted to fight but knew it was a lost cause, so with a reluctant sigh I gave in. "Yeah, yeah I guess."

The corners of his mouth lifted into a smile and my heart skipped a beat. I had no crush on Carlisle but that man was beautiful no matter how you looked at him.

"Good," he opened his office door, "and thank you." I returned his smile and stepped out into the hall, making sure there was no one there before venturing off towards my bedroom. No way was I going to wander around the house with that psycho lose. Unless I was the psycho lose.