"Don't trust everyone that's nice to you. Someone is always hiding something."

BPOV

I stepped closer to the bathroom counter and leaned my face in closer to the mirror, staring at my pale, smooth skin.

My eyes flickered from around my face, and I stared right into my own eyes. As black as the sky outside.

My irises were as black as my pupils. Two giant black dots against shiny white.

I stepped back and grabbed my hair brush, easily brushing through my dark locks before walking back into my room and stripping out of my clothing, goosebumps breaking out and rising all over my body as I pulled on some grey PJ shorts that left my legs to bare the chill of my room.

I pulled on a smaller black t-shirt and padded towards my bed and crawled up onto it, but I froze and the smile crept onto my lips as the light breeze blew my hair gently before it settled back to hanging in front of my face.

I quickly sat up against my headboard and smoothly brushed my hair back as the butterflies settled in my stomach, and I smiled up at my pale vampire boyfriend as he smiled right back down at me, the moonlight that shot through my now open window making it easier for me to see him as he sat down at the end of my bed and placed a cool, hard hand on my ankle. Just having him place a hand on my ankle made pleasure run through me and made the hairs on my body stand up instantly in delight.

I finally moved my eyes from his large hand and looked into his eyes, which were now a dark brown, almost black.

Almost as black as mine.

I knew the look that he was giving me. I knew what he was going to tell me, and even thinking about it made my muscles tighten and a lump to form in my throat.

"I know what you're going to say." I looked down at my hands that were placed together in my lap as Edward's fingers caressed my ankle, trying to soothe me.

"I'm sorry, love. I'll come back early while the others stay behind. We'll have a whole day to ourselves. I promise." Edward's voice was rough as he climbed up on top of me and rested his hands on my headboard as I shimmied down until my head hit my pillows.

"You don't have to rush for me," I whispered as I locked my hands around his neck and put some pressure down, letting him know that I wanted his face closer to mine.

"I know I don't have to, Bella. Just remember that I want to." He placed his cool lips to mine, and it was as easy as breathing as I responded. Our lips moved together like a dance.

A perfect dance.

I sighed into our kiss as I felt Edward tensing. I knew that my scent was now kicking in, proving that he did need to hunt. It still doesn't mean that I want him to leave.

"I'll be back tomorrow night," He whispered back to me as he placed his cold lips to my forehead, lingering before he blurred to the window, ready to jump out.

I sat up as he looked back at me from over his shoulder.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

He disappeared from my sight, and I knew that he was already in the trees as I lazily got up and walked to my window, sticking my head out and eagerly looking around, knowing that Edward was too far away to even smell me anymore.

I saw the sandy colored hair and I felt lighter as I looked into Hadrian's eyes.

His black eyes.

I quickly pulled on some sweats over my shorts and threw on a dark sweater before slowly and quietly heading down the stairs, careful not to step on a step that would creak and wake Charlie.

He's the Chief of Police. He's no heavy sleeper.

I closed the back door cautiously behind me as the slight breeze hit my face, and I took a deep breath before turning around, and Hadrian stood a few feet away from me.

He wore all black while his hair was a sandy color and his skin was a nice tan. His eyes were black, though.

Black like mine.

He had his hands behind his back as he stood tall. His eyes boring into mine as a smirk graced his dark lips.

"Hello, Isabella." His voice was deep, but smooth. Attractive.

"Hi," I breathed out as I walked towards him, the grass felt nice against my bare feet as I walked into his now open arms, nicely resting my head on his chest.

"You smell like him." I could hear the hard edge to his voice. He wasn't happy, and that made my heart quicken as I took a deep breath and looked up at Hadrian.

"You know I love him," I muttered, and his black eyes zipped down to me, looking me straight in the eyes.

"Remember who you belong to," He ordered, and I could almost feel as the blackness spread like a wild-fire. My thoughts were dark. Bad.

"You. Only you."