The approaching curve

The music played with a calming frequency.
The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light percussion,
creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains of blackness.
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EPOV

The music that was playing was calming to my ears and I don't think I could have felt relaxed in the car, seeing as how the situation had played out. I don't know why, but I think I was going to be in trouble for what I said to Bella earlier today. I think that she was angry at me and she has every right to be but I can't tell because I'm not able to READ HER MIND. God it was so annoying that I could hardly stand it sometimes.

On an occasional day where she would just sit there and stare out the window while we were driving to one or another of our destination, she would be so quiet that I could only hear her heart beat. It was steady and calming to the tension that was rolling in the car. Most of which was mine but I don't think she could tell.

She was in her own wonder land and then she would pop out a weird question that I don't think would every come out of her that moment, but sense I couldn't read her mind I don't know how it worked. We were in the car at the moment and the music that was playing was 'Rise Agents' on low, I don't think I could handle it on high, it might bust my eardrums.

I wanted to know why we were in the car together at this time of night, or day depending on how you looked at it.

It was currently 1 o'clock in the morning and I would have thought Bella would be fast asleep in her bed right now, not driving up to my house in a hurry and grabbing me then almost throwing me into the car and not saying a word. I also noticed that Alice was keeping her mind closed to me and well the rest of the house was open and I thought it strange for Alice to do something like this but I couldn't really tell much from Alice than I could from Bella. There minds were so scattered that you really had to concentrate to get a clear picture in Alice's head without getting a migraine (which I don't believe I can have but I have come very close)

Well, back to my train of thought, at the moment, I really wanted to talk to Bella. I wanted to say something to her that would get her to turn to me with her big brown eyes that say everything she's thinking without spilling a word and tell me that she loves me also.

I don't know if I would say that I loved her at the moment, just something to get her to talk. The silence was killing me. I mean I loved her scent but her voice, it reasoned with life, it was like an angle singing without a tune it was breathtaking. I don't think I would ever get over that, when she talked.

Well now the tune in the song has changed, I don't know if Bella could tell but I could. It was subtle and I don't even think it was meant to be heard. Oh well, if she wasn't going to talk then I would sit back and try to relax. Try is the operative word.

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The windows were cold to the touch, reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity.
Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass, and streaks with melted snow cascaded down it's length.
The music pulsed louder, yet gentle, like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water.

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BPOV

I could tell that Edward was getting antsy about me not talking, but I couldn't find any words to say. I thought that I could make him talk by not talking, but of course, he's always got to be the gentleman and wait for a lady to talk. I do believe that I was getting to him though. I could feel the tension waves admitting from him . I liked it. I think that was getting better at this resisting thing.

Before, I couldn't keep my eyes off him, but now I think that I could be able to be away from him for at least a little while. I think it was the silence that was helping me. If he talked then I could smell his delicious scent and then I would have to look at him. But sense he's not talking, the scent is not as strong and before. I don't have to worry about going all gobbly gook in the word department. It's getting a little hard to see the road from here I wish I had some of Edwards super seeing abilities.

My reason for coming to their house so quickly is because I did it on impulse. I wasn't think and I just needed to drive and to talk to Edward, but the problem was, I couldn't tell how to start the conversation, so we just sat there in silence. I really wanted to say 'I love you' but that would be out of the subject, so I needed to think about that a little more.

I believe that the more silent I stay, the more time I have to be with Edward and the more time I have to think about what I am going to say. I could see the smudges on the glass because I t was fogging where I was looking a little . It wasn't where Edward was, no duh he has no body heat. I was pretty close to the steering wheel.

I took Edwards car because mine wasn't fast enough and I had a strange need for speed. I felt like I needed to get some weird pent up anger out on the road.. I wasn't mad at Edward because I knew what he said was true but I don't think it was right to do. He's so self centered sometimes. Wait let me rephrase that 'all the time'. He never asked me what I wanted but I don't think he cared.

He just thought sense he was the man without any girly problems and since he didn't have such a hard life without making it that way, he was in charge. I don't think so buddy. Your in my town, well technoly my dads town . Or the governor, but anyhoo, he had no right to boss me around like he does. Or make decisions for me, this is the 21st century hubbub the women RULE!

Well now that I've properly had a rant agents Edward in my head, I think I might need to focus on what I say to Edward . Maybe, I would just no talk at all and, dang this snow is getting thicker and thicker I have to get right up to the windshield to see but that doesn't help because I'm full of heat that makes the cold window fog which doesn't help the seeing problem anymore.Hey that was a science thing right? Condensation.

I don't want to hurt Edward with my words I never felt that, that was a right thing to do because those words scar so much deeper than the marks that someone can put on you. Yet I don't like doing very physical things. Seeing as how I have a standing balance problem and I think that maybe I'd just end up hurting myself more than the said target.