A/N: Hmm, so it's been what, a year? Sorry, I know I said I hoped I would update soon, but obviously that didn't happen.

And sorry if this chapter, or the next few chapters, aren't that great. It's been a while since I wrote anything for this story and I can vaguely remember what I put in it. So if I make a mistake, please, call me out on it. I'll be sure to make note of it. Anyways, on with the story!

Bella POV

I woke up late the next morning, not bothering to make an effort to get to school on time. My mind was swarming with questions that kept distracting me from the littlest things. I nearly crashed on the way to school.

"Hello Bella!" Alice was her usual chipper self and it was slightly irritating.

"Hey Alice."

Alice stepped out in front of me and blocked my way.

"What's wrong? You seem kind of sad." I shook my head, dismissing her accusations.

"No, I'm just a bit unfocused today. Got a lot on my mind, that's all." Alice shrugged it off and skipped off to class.

The day was mostly a blur. I do remember Edward constantly staring at me, which had to be the most annoying part of the whole day.

When I got home I just went straight to my room and laid down on my bed.

Soon the room started to spin as the overflow of questions I had took over.

Why do I have a cracker jack ring?

Where did it come from anyways?

And how did it manage to get inside of my room?

Sometime during my pondering I must of fell asleep because it was nearly 6 when I was being shook, more than likely by Alice or Rosalie, to wake me up.

"I'm up, I'm up." I mumbled, still groggy from sleep.

I squinted my eyes up at the person who came into my bedroom, turned on my lights, intruded my sleep, and nearly blinded my sleepy eyes.

"Mom?" My mother wore a worried look on her face, as if she was about to have a heart attack while falling 50 flights.

"Bella, are you okay?" There was panic in her voice and it made me worry.

"Yeah, why shouldn't I be?"

"Well, when I got here the door had been broken off its hinges and there were places on the walls and floors where a gun had shot at it. Are you sure you're okay?" She began checking me to make sure I was still intact.

"What do you mean? Why are you here anyways?"

"Your father called a day ago. He told me he was worried about you, so naturally I told him I'd come up here to visit. Well when I got here, I found the house broken into and furniture knocked over."

My heart began to race at the thought of Charlie being attacked. Renee started fussing over me, but I just ran downstairs and out to my car.

Renee started yelling at me, but I paid her no heed.

I started the car and drove off. I didn't pay attention to where I was going until I realized that I had pulled in front of the Cullen's house.

I ran inside, hoping to find Alice, so she could comfort me. But I, being the oh so graceful person I am, tripped on the stairs halfway up. I heard a shout but suddenly I was flying.

I felt like I was hanging in mid-air forever but then came the inevitable crash. I braced myself for impact against the hard wooden floor but instead I found myself falling into a pair of arms.

My eyes were shut tight, and I planned on them staying like that, in fear of who my "hero" was.

Edward POV

Bella seemed to avoid me the whole day. Even though she had a glazed look in her eye, she still made sure to never make eye contact. Or any kind of contact for that matter.

I took my sweet time driving home; My ten minute drive ended up being a two hour detour and fifteen minute long shortcut drive back home.

I marched inside and threw my things on my bed and headed back downstairs. It was oddly quiet for such a lively house.

I found Emmett in the kitchen, stuffing his face, and Jasper in the living room, watching some show about two demon hunting brothers.

"Where is everybody?"

"Oh, so now I'm considered as a nobody," Emmett bellowed.

I ignored Emmett's comment and looked towards Jasper. He just shrugged his shoulders.

"We're not really sure. As far as I can tell, Carlisle is still working and Esme, Alice, and Rosalie are shopping." I rolled my eyes. Of course they're shopping.

I headed for my piano, humming a song I had been working on for some time now.

I became so engrossed in my music that I didn't register the fact that the door swung open, or the fact that feet were pounding up the stairs. I heard Emmett shout and I looked up to see Bella, falling from one of the highest points on the stairs.

A/N: I'm so very sorry if it seemed rushed. It's really late, or rather early, and I haven't written anything for Twilight or this story in so long. Please forgive me. And I'll gladly accept any ideas you might have to help the story out. I'm going to reread it after I've had rest so I can refresh my mind. But any suggestions are welcome.

Oh, and if there are any Hunger Games readers who have finished the series, my friend and I have a story for it together. It's called Bird Season and the penname is ScaryCari'n'GraceFace.

Thank you so much for reading! And once again I apologize for the horrible chapter. I shall try to make it up to you.