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  ”i do like him — that's the problem. i 't do this anymore! i 't put
  dows here! i don't warapped in this stupid,
  b town like mom! i'm not goihe same dumb mistake she
  did. i hate it — i 't stay here ae!”
  his hand dropped from my arm like i'd ele. i turned away
  from his shoded fad headed for the door.
  ”bells, you 't leave now. it's nighttime,” he whispered behind me.
  i didn't turn around. ”i'll sleep iruck if i get tired.”
  ”just wait another week,” he pled, still shell-shoée will be
  ba.”
  this pletely derailed me. ”what?”
  charlie ued eagerly, almost babbling with relief as i hesitated.
  ”she called while you were out. thi going so well in florida,
  and if phil does sighe week, they're going back
  to arizoant coach of the sidewihey might have a
  spot for aop.”
  i shook my head, trying to reassemble my now-fused thoughts. every
  passi mer.
  ”i have a key,” i muttered, turning the koo e hand
  exteoward me, his face dazed. i 't lose aime arguing
  with him. i was goi him further.
  ”just let me go, charlie.” i repeated my mother's last words as she'd
  walked out this same door so many years ago. i said them as angrily as i
  ahrew the door open. ”it didn't work out, okay? i
  really, really hate forks!”
  my cruel words did their job — charlie stayed frozeep,
  stunned, while i ra. i was hidehtehe
  empty yard. i ran wildly for the truck, visualizing a dark shadow behind
  me. i threw my bag in the bed ahe door open. the key was
  waitiion.
  ”i'll orrow!” i yelled, wishihan anything that i
  could explaiht then, knowing i would never be able
  to. i guhe engi.
  edward reay hand.
  ”pull over,” he said as the house, and charlie, disappeared behind us.
  ”i drive,” i said through the tears p down my cheeks.
  his long haedly gripped my waist, and his foot pushed mine
  off the gas pedal. he pulled me across his lap, wreng my hands free
  of the wheel, and suddehe driver's seat. the tru't
  swerve an inch.
  ”you wouldo find the house,” he explained.
  lights flared suddenly behind us. i stared out the badow, eyes wide
  with horror.
  ”it's just alice,” he reassured me. he took my hand again.
  my mind was filled with the image of the doorway. ”the
  tracker?”
  ”he heard the end of your performance,” edward said grimly.
  ”charlie?” i asked in dread.
  ”the tracker followed us. he's running behind us now.”
  my body went cold.
  ”?”
  ”no.” but he sped up as he spoke. the truck's engiest.
  my plan suddenly didn't feel so brilliant anymore.
  i was staring back at alice's headlights wheruck shuddered and a
  dark shad up outside the window.
  my bl scream lasted a fra of a sed before edward's
  hand y mouth.
  ”it's emmett!”
  he released my mouth, and wound his arm around my waist.
  ”it's okay, bella,” he promised. ”y to be safe.”
  we raced through the quiet town toward the nhway.
  ”i didn't realize you were still so bored with small-town life,” he said
  versationally, and i krying to distract me. ”it seemed
  like you were adjusting fairly well — especially retly. maybe i was
  just flatteri i was makieresting for you.”
  ”i wasn't being nifessed, ign his attempt at diversion,
  looking down at my k was the same thing my mom said when she
  left him. you could say i