* bled / red .

hey guys so my ear infection cleared and i am officially back home ! i just wanted to say i should be back to regularly posting by july first. 

AMUSEMENT CLOUDS HIS features at renesmee’s inquiry. " growing up, she mainly spent the summers in forks with me. your mother was a good kid. ” charlie informs truthfully. “ once she was a teenage though        i think she got her free spirit from your grandmother, renee. ” and isabella swan got his stubbornness from her father, though that thought goes unspoken. 

A SMILE MIRRORS onto alice’s features. it’s a natural reaction to seeing the coven’s matriarch. the warmth that radiates off esme can have that effect on people. her initial response to the request is a nod before alice stresses, “ esme        you know i would never try to break your beautiful china. ” she understands the concern, however. yesterday’s fatality was a set powder blue teacups ; it was a true tragedy. “ emmett on the other hand, well he can be a bit heavy footed. ” 

BOOTS CRUNCH AGAINST fallen leaves as charlie swan makes his way to his daughter. eyes are wide at the scene before him. concern tethers around the words he airs. “ bells         what happened here ? ”

CHARLIE IS QUICK to turn around. maybe at some point his dearest friend’s son being part of a long line of wolves will become old news ; seeing jacob black in his supernatural form doesn’t scare him anymore        at least not as much as it had at first. the transition back to human still made the chief of police just as uncomfortable though. he has yet to look at the shapeshifter again as swan comments, “ jesus jacob, would it kill you to put on some clothes ? ”

GOLDEN EYES SCAN over to her fellow covenmate in the den. maybe she’s imaginating the tension between the two. either way, what alice has to say won’t be relieving it. “ i’m afraid that it’s gonna kill her, rose. ” 

GOLDEN EYES ROLL without a second’s thought. she’s witnessing the fire of bella’s stubbornness. maybe her blaze burns too bright. “ then at least tell me what you plan on doing ? ” tanya owes it to the olympic coven at the very least. 

THE BOXES MAKE a slight thud as they’re placed on the floor, against the wall. charlie swan had tried to be careful in setting them down ; fragile was scribbled in his chicken scratch on the cardboard. he turns around to face his daughter. a grin spreads across his features at bella’s question. “ yeah, i would like that, bells. ” 

“ EDWARD DESERVES SOME happiness. i can’t help but worry though. ”

ARMS CROSS OVER charlie’s chest, contemplation evident on his features. with each passing vampire running through town, it just adds another gray hair on his head. “ you didn’t scare me, seth. thank you. ” in the hurried haze, the chief of police couldn’t remember if he had previously thanked him. genuine appreciation was laced in his words. who knows how the recent events would have transpired if clearwater hadn’t been nearby ; if his heart hadn’t been racing and his thoughts running a mile a minute, perhaps swan would have implored on what the shapeshifter had been up to that would have him so close. instead, charlie rambles on. “ what do we do ? should we go chase him down ? ” calm down, charlie swan ! 

HER COVEN MAKES alice humans ; jasper makes her human. for a moment, the thought fills her with a soft warmth. lips tug for a small smile. alas, it’s only temporary. once again, isabella swan has her attention. her head shakes in disagreement. “ no          edward was so lonely before he met you, bella. even more broody than he is now, if you can believe it ! ”

DEMETRI’S HEAD NODS, a simple, initial response. her words do not fall on deaf ears. instead, he wonders if her views would be different with another coven surrounding her ; how rosalie’s thoughts might be different if she didn’t stifle her true nature. the olympic coven were a strange breed indeed. “ to each their own, i suppose. i always felt that immortal life suited me more. ”

A STURDY CHAIR is pulled from the table. she places herself down gracefully, now sitting across from corin. " do you remember much of it       your mortal life ? ” it’s not an icebreaker. corin’s words had cracked it already. her typical brazen persona means that there’s no regret in asking. curiosity had been peaked. alice’s memories had been wiped clean ; her past left not one print. you tell her a story, she’ll hang on your words. 

TAKE THE KNIFE, heidi. twist it, cause more pain. one step forward, hundreds taken back. they both claim not to care for one another. yet, for some reason her dismissal had bite. best not to acknowledge that, and red eyes roll in annoyance. the tracker leans on the brick wall, arms crossed. do those who walk by see a defeated man ?  “ if i’m alone, then why bother stick around ? don’t be cruel, heidi. leave me be for my own reckoning. ” immortal speaks in dramatics ; it’s a language that many vampires revels in.  

A LATE NIGHT vision called alice to the swan residence. a force much more threatening than her was keeping close in the precognition. maybe only a possibility, but the immortal hoped that her being near would deter the other. “ i didn’t tell edward, if that helps. god knows he’d have an aneurysm. ”